I was the emperor in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 380
One of them saw the deed revealed, his face turned cold, he suddenly pulled out a sharp dagger from his sleeve, took three steps at a time, and threw himself at Tang Sai'er who had just turned and left.

In his opinion, Tang Sai'er, as a weak woman with a noble status, is the best candidate to be held hostage.

But he didn't expect that he had just jumped up, before the whistling wind could reach Tang Sai'er and the others' ears.

Her four maidservants were like ghosts and ghosts, they drew their swords with a swipe, and each of them slashed in the air. When the man fell to the ground, they were already broken into seventeen or eight pieces, which was extremely tragic.

However, under such a bloody and cruel situation, the four maidservants under Tang Sai'er were not stained with a single drop of blood.

Tang Sai'er didn't even look back, nor did she stop in her footsteps until her figure disappeared from everyone's sight.

After everyone in the hall realized this, they rushed up and controlled the last person.

Lin Wuque pierced the man's shoulder blade with a sword from embarrassment, and said viciously,
"You bastard who eats inside and out, tell me quickly, did you attract the court people!"

The man knew that he was bound to die, and glanced at someone in the hall. After seeing that person nodded slightly, he suddenly laughed wildly, struggled to get up, pointed at Lin Wuque's nose and cursed,

"Hahaha, the army of the imperial court has surrounded Pingding in groups. You can't fly with your wings. Lin Wuque, your good days are coming to an end. I am waiting for your visit in the underworld, my lord!"

After speaking, he thrust forward suddenly, and the long sword in Lin Wuque's hand pierced his chest without any suspense.

After the blood splashed and completely stained Lin Wuque's clothes red, Lin Wuque woke up from the shock.

Kicking the man's body away with a disgusting kick, he roared with a ferocious face,
"Bastards, all bastards!"

He was annoyed at his lack of eyesight, he was annoyed at his own impulsiveness, which caused disaster to his name.

But what annoyed him even more was that his several consecutive confrontations with Li Tian all ended in his disastrous defeat.

Although he cursed the betrayer, he knew in his heart who he really should hate and who his real enemy was.

It's just that cursing Li Tian at this moment will only show how incompetent and useless he is. His anger has nowhere to vent except on this dead body.

Just about to chop the man into several pieces with his sword, Lin Mofeng pinched his shoulder from behind.

"That's enough, how long are you going to make trouble!"

At this moment, Lin Mofeng could no longer make excuses for Lin Wuque's failure. In order to save face and prevent everyone from falling out with him at this moment, he had to make up his mind to make Lin Wuque a scapegoat for the time being.

"Come here, pull this trash down to me!"

Lin Wuque's face turned pale when he heard the words, and said unwillingly,

"I won't go, leader, give me 100 people, and I promise to kill all the lackeys of the imperial court...!"

But when Lin Mofeng finished speaking, his face turned cold, and he waved his hand and slapped him on the face, which not only slapped Lin Wuque's face up, but also slapped him. The voice interrupted,

"Presumptuous, I can't let you confront my decision!" He turned his eyes and said to the people around him, "Why are you waiting for this traitor to stay!"

An old man beside him was Hallmaster Song who had been by Lin Wuque's side all the time, that is, Uncle Song in Lin Wuque's mouth.

The old man seemed to understand what Lin Mofeng meant, and hurried forward to pull Lin Wuque back. With his profound skills, he locked Lin Wuque's joints at once, and pushed him to the back hall.

Lin Wuque was a little stunned by the slap, and he didn't react until he reached the corridor in the back hall, and began to struggle desperately.

"Uncle Song, let me go, I'm going to argue with the leader, this action is not entirely my fault!"

The old man sighed, and after groping in the dark corridor, he opened a secret passage and pushed Lin Wuque into it, before he said calmly,

"Young master, you still haven't seen the intention of the leader!
Tongtianya probably won't be able to defend it anymore. If you still stay on the cliff at this moment, you will only have a dead end. The leader is your last chance to escape! "

Lin Wuque was stunned for a moment, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and he said in an incredible tone,

"Father intends to...plan to..."

In the end, he didn't dare to say any more, he was anxious and at a loss in his heart.

Uncle Song sighed,

"The voices of dissatisfaction with the young master and the leader in the church have actually been known to the leader for a long time, but no matter how hard the leader tries, he still cannot change the current situation at this time. The Mingjiao is no longer the Mingjiao of the past!
Young master, from now on, you will be the only one left in Mingjiao, you must persevere, don't let the teacher's hard work go to waste! "

After speaking, he took out a blood-colored jade tablet from his bosom, solemnly handed it to Lin Wuque, and finally exhorted,

"Young master, after you left the secret passage, you rushed to Tongzhou non-stop, there will be someone to meet you..."

Hearing the word Tongzhou, Lin Wuque's face turned pale, and he roared unwillingly,
"Father, is this telling me to stay away from overseas? No, we still have thousands of congregants, hundreds of masters, and we still have a chance to win!"

Uncle Song ignored Lin Wuque's hysterical yelling and closed the stone door forcefully.

With a hint of sorrow on his old face, he whispered bitterly,
"Thousands of Miao people and hundreds of warriors, how can they resist the imperial court's elite siege? The young master is still too naive. I hope you can improve after this incident!"

When he turned back to the hall, he was shocked to find that the hall was already full of blood.

Lin Mofeng, with disheveled hair, stood upright in the center of the hall like a bloody madman, beside him were the corpses of several hall masters.

On the outer periphery are the trembling figures of the remaining hall masters.

"Master, give up! Your true energy has dissipated, and your original spirit is seriously depleted. If you continue to fight with me, you will surely die of exhaustion in no time!"

"Hmph, my Mingjiao has been teaching for 800 years. You don't need to tell me what happened to the people who judged the religion. You should understand that if I asked the leader to surrender to the dog emperor of the Ming Dynasty, you are dreaming!
Come on, don't you all want the life of this leader? If you are brave enough, take it yourself! "

The few hall masters around the periphery looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing for a moment whether they should go up and confront this half-crazy sect master.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of cannon outside, which shook the whole Tongtianya.

One of the priests said,
"Master, the imperial court's men and horses have already begun to attack the mountain. At this time, the sneak attack may save one's death. If you continue to resist, the Ming Cult will have nothing but annihilation!"

(End of this chapter)