Bigan clenched his fist and his palm was full of sweat.

"My Lord, the king is unwell and should not see guests. It's bad to give you his illness. If you have any instructions, you might as well announce it in front of the important officials of the Manchu Dynasty and let us pass it on to the king."

Bigan stood up against his scalp and said.

As the prime minister, when Emperor Xin is away and Wen Zhong is stationed outside, the burden of this matter falls on him. Otherwise, Emperor Xin will be investigated for his return, and he can't shirk it.

"Who are you? How dare you meddle in our affairs? "

The man with red hair and hot temper competed with Gao Lingxia and opened his mouth with disdain.

Enduring the ridiculed anger, Bigan bowed his hand: "I'm Bigan, the Prime Minister of big business. I've had friendship with your flower god. Can you please accommodate me?"

People have to bow their heads under the eaves. You see what this saying says. It is respectful and polite. It can be regarded as enough face for these good face Protoss people.

But

The protoss did not give him face, but ridiculed him severely.

"Hum, Prime Minister of the great merchant? If it were not for the magnanimity of our Protoss, the world would be a great injury to our Protoss, but a dog we keep! "

"He makes friends with our Protoss, and doesn't look at your identity!"

The tone is particularly arrogant and unreasonable.

"You!"

Bigan was so angry that he was dizzy and his Qi and blood rolled. He almost didn't have the gas to go back.

"Why, don't you agree with what God just said?"

Tao Hong's angry man glared coldly, looked like a comparison, and killed several people in his words.

Bixin gritted his teeth and wished the ugly face in front of him would disappear in an instant.

But he can't and can't.

How can a man resist God?

If people are so humble, what ability can they resist God?

It's just a daydream.

For a moment, the anger in my heart disappeared and was replaced by endless laughter and loneliness.

Many ministers in the court have the same mentality as Bigan.

useless.

Man cannot resist God.

For example, as the gods said just now, the so-called human beings are their running dogs.

How long will this dark life last?

Bigan was confused.

There was a dead silence in the hall.

Fear surrounds everyone's heart.

No one wants to die.

No one doesn't want to live well.

But will the cruel and cruel God give them a chance to live?

There is little hope.

"Since your king doesn't dare to come out and meet people like a shrinking turtle, why don't we play a game with you."

Words like a curse rang through everyone's ears.

The classical Chinese of the ministers in the hall all changed their faces. Their faces were as gray as death. It's over. They're going to die.

"What... What game?"

There was a sound of swallowing water in the hall. Some people were afraid and couldn't even speak clearly.

"Kill, play the game of killing."

"I'll give you a chance to beg. As long as you hide in this temple and don't let me find it, you'll have a way to live, otherwise I'll kill you! The game is over until your king comes out. "

As he spoke, the man with red hair and evil face stepped back slightly and smelled to the purple woman wearing a veil: "miss Xueji, what do you think?"

The woman named Xueji nodded, silent and unusually calm. She was obviously used to seeing this scene.

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