God-level Selection System

Chapter Thirty One

King Ruyang panicked a group now.

As the Marshal of the North Korean soldiers and horses, he holds hundreds of thousands of troops and was born in the royal family. He is an out-and-out golden family.

He should have been Jane at the heart of the emperor, with one person below ten thousand people.

However, because of the emperor’s jealousy and the instigation of other forces in the court, the situation of King Ruyang, the marshal of soldiers and horses, in the court was extremely difficult...

A few days ago, his daughter secretly dispatched the royal guards and part of the army, and unexpectedly escorted a large number of the six elites back to Dadu.

Rao Wang Ruyang had expected it in his heart, and his body trembled.

This time, it really made a big deal!

Regarding the martial artist, especially after experiencing a hundred years ago, after the establishment of Yuan Ting, he quietly suppressed, always guarding these people in the world.

But on the bright side, there are not too many targeted measures.

However, Zhao Min's amazing move is almost equivalent to sending the Sixth National Congress to the bottom of the pan...

Looking at so many martial artists of the six major factions, King Ruyang was also quite troubled. He could only temporarily imprison them in the pagoda of Wan'an Temple and arrange heavy guards to prevent those in the rivers and lakes from jumping the wall and rushing into the capital. Come to rob these warriors.

The result is now...

Looking at the crowd, who was being held hostage by Ye Chen, King Ruyang only felt that his eyes were dark, as if the sky was about to collapse, and the whole person felt a little bad.

what's the situation!

Are the masters enshrined in the palace eat plain rice?

As a member of the Golden Family, King Ruyang naturally knew that there were no warriors in the imperial palace. Otherwise, how could only the ordinary Ouchi guards protect the safety of the Yuan emperors in the past?

But now?

Pi'er was captured and threatened in public. In any case, King Ruyang could not escape this black pot...

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!"

Several screams came from far away, headed by Ruyang King’s mortal enemy, the Eighth Prince.

On weekdays, looking at the other party yelling like this, Ruyang Wang couldn't help but sneer.

But now, there is a cold sweat on his forehead...

As for the eighth princes, the latter is not much better. The ruyang king’s rival, looking at the restrained princess at the moment, a heart seems to have raised his throat, glaring at King Ruyang and said: "Where are you? What did you do that caused your majesty to be held hostage! If your majesty loses a hair, I will order all the ministers of civil and military affairs to impeach you!"

"To shut up!"

King Ruyang frowned, the scene now made him a little bit distressed, and the Eighth Prince's trouble was even more upset.

"If your Majesty really has any shortcomings, it will be no good for you and me!"

Although King Ruyang is the General Marshal in charge of the world's soldiers and horses, it is the Eighth Prince who is in charge of the safety of the imperial city and Gyeonggi.

Thinking of this, the face of the Eighth Prince was like that of King Ruyang, darkened to the bottom of the pot...

"Then what are you waiting for, let them let your majesty go!"

Facing the thunderous Eighth Lords, King Ruyang shook his head and said with a wry smile: "But these people, ask me to wait for the people of the six major factions and come up with the antidote... Otherwise, they will die with your majesty. ."

"Then let them go..."

The Eighth Prince waved his hand and didn't care.

For him, how could some of the six warriors of the six major factions compare with the safety of the emperor and the stability of his own position?

On the other side of the crowd, the kidnapped Beier Zhijin almost shouted at King Ruyang with a roar.

"King Ruyang, I order you to release people quickly!"

Seeing the already hysterical, even going crazy, Beier Zhijin, a trace of contempt flashed in King Ruyang's eyes, but he had to turn his head towards the guard behind him.

"Notify the Janissaries to let the people from the six major factions leave."

"Yes!"

Seeing King Ruyang ordered the release, many people were relieved.

His Majesty the Emperor was held hostage by the enemy, and the pressure on them was too great.

The gods fight and mortals suffer. They don't want to face this situation.

"What about the antidote?"

Seeing the imperial army withdraw one after another, revealing a passage that is enough for the six major factions, the righteous alliance and Mingjiao disciples to come to save people, Ye Chen said lightly.

"Here is the antidote."

The speaker is Zhao Min, who has been silent.

This night, many people panicked, including the emperor, including King Ruyang, and the Eighth Prince... but Zhao Min was not included.

However, Yuan people have always been patriarchal, even more serious than Han people.

Although Zhao Min's identity is honorable on weekdays, it doesn't count as much at the moment.

"Thank you, princess."

Tacitly glanced at Zhao Min, Ye Chen took the antidote, and after a few glances, he turned around and handed it to Hu Qingniu.

"Mr. Hu, please."

"Yes, leader."

Hu Qingniu nodded, took his disciples, and distributed the antidote to everyone.

"Heroes, you can let me go now..."

After this night’s lesson, Pei’er Zhijin also understood a lot of things. Although he was still furious in his heart, he forced a smile and hurriedly said: "I promise, I will never pursue this matter in the future... , If you heroes are willing to enter the court as officials, the high-ranking officials will not be a problem."

This posture not only caused the six major factions to frown, but also King Ruyang and many courtiers...

The bones of their majesty are really soft too fast.

Obviously he had already obtained the medicine for understanding, King Ruyang agreed to let him go, and he could even say such things. It really hurts the face of the Golden Family!

Soon, with the help of Hu Qingniu, all the heroes also took the medicine to recover their skills.

"Everyone, there are still a lot of imprisoned guards nearby. You go ahead, and Song will be the queen himself," Ye Chen said.

These words immediately won a lot of favor.

Not to mention this rescue operation, mainly relying on the two masters, Ye Chen and Zhang Sanfeng, who risked a life of nine deaths to break into the imperial palace, and held them in exchange for their safety. This is the current move. , It also made many people think about Ye Chen...

"The leader is really righteous Yuntian. We Kunlun faction remembered this kind of grace."

"Thank you, leader."

"Amitabha Buddha, thank you Zhang Zhenren and his leader for helping you. The Shaolin Sect is grateful."

All the martial artists were present, and they didn't hesitate. Soon there were fewer and fewer people in Wan'an Temple.

And Ye Chen looked at Zhao Min deeply, and said quietly.

"Thank you for sending me away, goodbye!"

The words fell, and the palm of his hand was patted towards Beier Zhijin.

The latter suddenly flew out, and landed at Zhao Min's feet impartially.

Zhao Min: "..."