Brocade legend

Chapter 402 The Emperor's Compromise

"Okay, okay!" Lu Bing laughed suddenly and straightened up.

The pain during this period made his straight waist almost bent by the bad news.

"Presumptuous!" Huang Jin cursed angrily.

Feng Bao stood at the door, sighed slightly, and lowered his head.

"The emperor is becoming more and more domineering." Lu Bing stood tall, as if he had forgotten all his grief, and said loudly: "If this is the case, why summon me?"

"I'll give you a chance." Emperor Jiajing said.

"Then I'll give you a chance too." Lu Bing withdrew his smile: "Do you want to splatter five steps with blood?"

The smoke curled up, shaking.

"Bold! Do you dare to threaten the emperor and want to destroy the Nine Clans?" Huang Jin was quite bold.

"Shut up!" Lu Bing narrowed his eyes and glanced at Huang Jin.

Huang Jin's heart skipped a beat, and his slightly opened mouth closed again.

"If you kill me, you won't be able to protect anyone." Emperor Jiajing said quietly, "The Lu family is finished, the Yang family is finished, and everyone related to you is finished."

"So, I won't kill you." Lu Bing looked at Emperor Jiajing in the smoke, and said seriously: "However, you must also understand that if you don't kill you, you can't kill you, but it doesn't mean you can't kill you."

After Lu Bing finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and turned away.

"Cultivate well, and don't meddle in the affairs of Jin Yiwei and Bailian Sect."

Huang Jin heard what Lu Bing left behind, and Huang Jin also heard the rattling of Emperor Jiajing's hand holding Fuchen.

Huang Jin couldn't help shrinking his head... How many people in this palace are protecting the emperor, and who will kill the emperor at Lu Bing's order?

Lu Bing has controlled Jinyiwei for decades, how many of his cronies are in the defense of the palace?
The changes in the palace that year are still vivid.

How many such maids, eunuchs, and guards are there?

Forget it... Now that he's back, God must not dare to accept him, so it's God's will...

……

Since Lu Bing appeared, it was as if time had flown back in Beijing in just one night.

Lu Bing sat back to his original position in such a logical manner.

Just no longer enter the palace.

However, the dead can never come back to life.

Those who leave will never come back.

Lu Bing didn't do anything cruel, but he did a big cleansing inside Jinyiwei.

With the support of his old subordinates, those easily swayed, those who were bribed, and the Jin Yiwei who were later installed in, were swept out one after another.

"We can't sit still!" These people gathered around Zhu Liu and Zhang Mo.

Zhu Liu didn't speak, and Zhang Mo was also silent.

"Lu Bing came back from Yunnan and only brought back Yang Sen and Huang Lian'er, and now Yang Sen is dead." Hei Wuchang, who has always been taciturn, suddenly said: "As long as Lu Bing is killed, his old subordinates will not dare to kill him." Openly against the emperor."

"However, with so many people loyal to him, we simply can't get close to him." Someone said worriedly.

"Then lure him out." Hei Wuchang said viciously.He glanced at Zhu Liu with a pale face like a ghost, and then continued: "Over there in Yunnan, the vitality is seriously injured... If Lu Bing recovers, our White Lotus Sect will be wiped out!"

Zhang Mo was finally moved, he thought for a while, and said to Zhu Liu: "You can't turn back now, you must kill Lu Bing... As long as Lu Bing dies, we have a chance to turn around."

Zhu Liu was silent, Zhang Mo suddenly turned his head, and said to Zhou Bin who was also silent: "The emperor will give you an edict, and you will be obedient... Do you think Lu Bing doesn't hate you?"

Zhou Bin listened, looked at Zhang Mo for a long time, and then said to Zhu Liu, "Say it."

"..." Zhu Liu thought for a long time, sighed, and lowered his head.

Seeing Zhu Liu's acquiescence, Zhou Bin had a strange expression on his face, but the strangeness passed by and no one noticed.

When the crowd dispersed, Zhang Mo suddenly whispered to one person: "Go to the southeast immediately and let Hu Zongxian do it! Tell him, if you don't do it, it will be too late."

……

Zhang Mo came to a wing room and saw the bloody and unrecognizable person on the bed, he couldn't help sighing: "It's a pity, there is no time, otherwise you wouldn't die so easily."

The bloody man squirmed, his hands and feet were chained, and he was nailed to the wall and below.

The iron chain was deeply embedded in his flesh and blood, already connected with his blood.

"Your mouth is really tough." Zhang Mo couldn't help admiring: "I didn't expect that you, a little blacksmith, would be so persistent. Black and white impermanence tortured you for several months, but there was no gain."

It turned out that this unrecognizable person turned out to be Tietou, a magic weapon craftsman.

Iron Head's lips, nose, eyelids, and ears had all been cut off.

The exposed teeth and eyeballs are extremely terrifying.

In order to obtain the skill of forging soldiers with iron heads, Black and White Wuchang tortured him by all means.

Iron Head's eyeballs rolled slightly.

Seeing it, Zhang Mo continued: "You can hold on... But, today is your day to go on the road... I'm not afraid to tell you that Lu Bing has returned... So, I can't keep you."

When Tietou heard it, he moved suddenly, and made a panting sound of "hehe", as if he was laughing.

Zhang Mo was a little annoyed, and pulled out the dagger from his waist, and was about to stab it, when suddenly his ears moved, and he flung the dagger as a hidden weapon with his hands.

With a "ding dong", the dagger was shot down.

Zhang Mo turned around and saw Liu Biao appearing at the door.

Zhang Mo frowned slightly, and said, "Are you following me?"

"If I don't follow you, how can I find him." Liu Biao remained expressionless.

"You don't still fantasize about going back to Lu Bing's side, do you?" Zhang Mo smiled mockingly.

"I'm not the only one going back." Liu Biao remained calm: "I'm going to take him with me."

"It's up to you?" Zhang Mo lightly shook the folding fan.

Liu Biao stopped talking and came with a waist knife in his hand!

Zhang Mo sneered, fighting with Liu Biao.

Zhang Mo's kung fu has always been better than Liu Biao's. Now when they fight, Zhang Mo's folding fan is more comfortable to use in the room, and it takes advantage of the weapon again.

Sure enough, Liu Biao was not an opponent. The two fought for more than ten rounds, and Liu Biao gradually became no longer an opponent.

Liu Biao fought desperately, only attacking but not defending, so he cornered Zhang Mo.

Zhang Mo concentrated his attention, and pointed his fan at Liu Biao's chest. Liu Biao didn't dodge or dodge, and his kick was still in Zhang Mo's abdomen.

Zhang Mo was kicked back a step, stepped on the iron chain, and fell backward involuntarily.

Zhang Mo hurriedly supported the bed, but the half-dead iron head on the bed jumped up and hugged Zhang Mo!

Zhang Mo was shocked, and struggled a bit, but he didn't break free.

Zhang Mo was furious, holding the iron fan, and smashed the iron head's face, blood and flesh splashed everywhere!
However, the iron head still did not let go!

But Liu Biao's knife has arrived...

The Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha, who was a powerful, resourceful, and powerful martial artist, died like this... It's really sad, ridiculous...

(End of this chapter)