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"How dare you say my name, I am the emperor? There is an assassin."

Without Zhu Rongjia's instructions, two figures had already flashed out of the corner, one on the left and one on the right, drawing swords and slashing at Zhou Qingyuan's standing body.

"Snapped."

In Qiu Chiyin's slightly surprised eyes, the two Ouchi guards fell to the ground.

"Zhu Rongjia, where is Cao Luwen?"

Zhou Qingyuan's cold voice sounded in the hall, and Zhu Rongjia shuddered suddenly.

In the alchemy hall, the silver-haired national master Qiu Chiyin stood quietly in front of the alchemy furnace, looking at the scene in front of him leisurely.

Emperor Zhu Rongjia was tightly grasped by Zhou Qingyuan's powerful hands, and his face turned red. The little eunuch next to him looked at him anxiously, but could do nothing.

"Who are you? What do you want to do? Who sent you here?"

Looking at the emperor who didn't answer the question, Zhou Qingyuan showed no expression and waved with one hand.

"Uh-huh."

There was a flash of light, and the emperor's left hand flew up in response, with blood pouring out. There was also confusion and confusion in his eyes.

Although he is not proficient in martial arts, he has pushed himself to the Aperture Breaking Realm with a lot of resources. Why can this person suppress him so easily?

At this time, the pain hit, and Zhu Rongjia understood what happened.

"How dare you use my hands? What are you doing!"

Another arm flew up, and Zhou Qingyuan's expression was cold. After seeing the scene in the Alchemy Palace, bad thoughts arose in his mind.

"Where is Cao Luwen?"

"Who is Cao Luwen?"

"Comrade, Commander of the Imperial Guards, a martial artist in the True Qi Realm, a tall and beautiful woman, was recruited into the palace by you two days ago."

"Are you impressed?"

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Zhu Rongjia was silent. He remembered who Cao Luwen was, but he couldn't answer the question.

But it doesn't matter, Zhou Qingyuan has plenty of ways to make him talk.

The next moment, Zhu Rongjia's feet were cut off directly by Zhou Qingyuan and turned into human sticks.

"Ah! You rebellious thing, how dare you! How dare you!"

Zhou Qingyuan threw down the emperor who had lost all his limbs and was wailing, used his inner energy to stop his bleeding body, and looked at the silver-haired old man who was still there in front of the huge alchemy furnace.

Just when Zhou Qingyuan was about to speak, an extremely attractive fragrance emitted from the alchemy furnace, which seemed to affect the deepest desire in the human body. Even Zhou Qingyuan, who was full of murderous intent, felt a strange hunger at this moment. feeling.

"My little friend, the elixir has been prepared. The virtuous person can live here, please."

The silver-haired old man looked at Zhou Qingyuan, who was still covered in blood, smiled kindly, and presented twenty-four freshly baked green and plump pills.

"What's this?"

"Elixir."

Zhou Qingyuan chuckled, looked at the silver-haired old man and said, "Can you really become an immortal after eating it?"

"If you can do it, swallow one pill every day and persist for ninety-nine days. The immortal body will be formed by itself. From then on, you will be separated from the mortal body and the road will be promising."

"National Master, how dare you betray me! That's my elixir, it's mine! The foundation of my immortality!"

The emperor who fell to the ground looked ferocious and roared angrily when he saw Qiu Chiyin offering the elixir to Zhou Qingyuan.

Then, when he saw his embarrassment, felt his body getting weaker and his attention gradually dwindling, he couldn't help but laugh miserably.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha! After years of hard work, my plan was ruined today by a young boy who doesn't know where he came from."

He tried his best to turn over, but because of the pain, he shrank back. He could only look at Zhou Qingyuan with hatred and sarcastically, tilting his head backwards:

"Don't you just want to know where that woman is? Let me tell you, this woman was turned into an elixir by Qiu Chiyin!

Hahaha, are you going to eat this elixir?

This immortal, are you successful or not? Hahahahahahahahaha! "

"Qiu Chiyin, do you think it will be easy for you? I'm booming!"

Zhu Rongjia's body was completely exploded into flesh and blood. Zhou Qingyuan, who wanted to keep him alive and torture him slowly, could no longer bear it and killed the man to pieces.

Zhou Qingyuan looked at Qiu Chiyin expressionlessly, his voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Is what he said true? Are you using the True Qi Realm to make elixirs?"

Qiu Chiyin's smile remained unchanged, as if he didn't care about death at all. He bowed to Zhou Qingyuan and said:

"That's right, in order to become an immortal, ninety-nine elixirs are needed. And the elixir needs to be refined by a true qi realm martial artist with innate qi."

Zhou Qingyuan sighed deeply and forced himself to accept the facts before him, to accept the fact that Cao Luwen, his only friend in this world, had died.

The undecided thoughts in his heart were now filled with determination.

In this shitty world, the emperor actually used people to make elixirs in order to become an immortal, and allowed vampires to eat people and do nothing. I am afraid that even the so-called innate elixirs were planned by the other party long ago, just to get the number of ninety-nine people.

In the past, he only wanted to take care of himself. After all, he didn't know how to govern after becoming the emperor, and it was a waste of energy.

Now, for the first time, he had a strong desire to change this bad world.

This idea is so strong, otherwise, how could it burn like fire in my heart?

“Buzz—buzz—”

The sound of the earth trembling sounded, and more than a hundred people in heavy armor gathered outside the palace and headed towards the Alchemy Palace.

"Well"

The silver-haired old man suddenly made a painful sound, because Zhou Qingyuan had already grasped him tightly with a big hand and lifted him into the air.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, that would be too easy for you. I want you to live, live in endless pain!"

He carried Qiu Chiyin with one hand and came to the outside of the Dan Palace, looking at the Shenwu Army outside and some old men dressed as Confucian scholars.

"Bold lunatic, what have you done to His Majesty?"

Zhou Qingyuan looked at the Confucian scholar who was timid and asked him to answer questions, and looked at the more than a hundred Shenwu Army stationed in front, but he was thinking about every little thing with Cao Luwen.

"Are you Zhou Qingyuan? The genius who reached the Qi Condensation Realm at the age of sixteen?"

"Zhou Qingyuan, you've gotten into trouble, but it doesn't matter. The laws of the dynasty won't protect you, but I will definitely protect you."

"Are there any kings, princes, generals, or ministers of different species? You said that? You're right."

"Don't you blame me for not helping you?"

".No, not marrying me!"

"The reason you're safe now is because of your identity as a pacification envoy, and Xiaowen is silently cleaning your ass behind you. Stop in time."

"When the weather gets colder in a while, it may snow. By then, Lord Xiaowen might as well come again. I'm sure the scenery will be more beautiful. You and I can go boating on the lake and enjoy the snow together."

"Okay, it's a deal."

Looking at the Shenwu Army that had already approached, Zhou Qingyuan sighed deeply.

His eyes became cold and gloomy. Facing the standardized army, Zhou Qingyuan drew his sword.

"This world is too bad."

In a trance, Zhou Qingyuan recalled a sentence that often echoed in his mind not long after he came to this world.

If this world is not what you imagined, do you want to change the world or change yourself?

Now Zhou Qingyuan has a different answer.

On this day, the entire imperial city seemed to have turned into a lake, reflecting a crescent moon.

This crescent moon swept across and slaughtered hundreds of Shenwu soldiers in an instant. The blood kept flowing down the steps, dyed with bloody brilliance, and the sound of grief was endless.

The killing of Emperor Qingyuan Wu began today.