Tomin in The Alien World

The four palace guards were all from the plain army. Naturally, Tang Yin followed his lead. After listening to his words, the four came forward. Two of them put up Peng Cheng's arm and dragged out.

At this time, Peng Cheng woke up from the shock. He turned back and shouted, "I'm the second-class Minister of the imperial court. Tang Yin, why do you kill me? What right do you have to kill me?!"

Tang Yin put his back on his hands, laughed on his back, and proudly said, "why? With the 100000 soldiers standing outside now, with the nearly one million troops of the wind country in my hands! Don't say you are a mere second-class, even if you have a good first-class courtier, I will never estimate annihilation and recuperation, and kill them!"

What he said was to cut gold and iron and kill people. The ministers in the hall were cold at heart, and beads of sweat as big as beans trickled down from their cheeks. What they were afraid of was Tang Yin's reckless use of force. As a result, they were afraid of anything. It turned out that the oil pots outside the hall were used by Tang Yin to fry people.

At this time, Peng Cheng also saw that Tang Yin was really going to kill himself. His heart shrank into a ball, his nerves were about to break, and his scalp was numb. He waved his limbs desperately. While struggling violently, he screamed like a pig and shouted, "Liang Xiang, save me... Liang Xiang, save the officer..."

Peng Cheng's changed voice made Tang Yin feel upset. He waved impatiently and said, "hurry up, just let you drag someone out. How long will you delay me?"

Hearing Tang Yin's dissatisfaction, the bodies of the four bodyguards were shocked at the same time. One of them quickly stood up and punched Peng Cheng, who was struggling. The punch hit Peng Cheng's lower abdomen. Later, he was beaten with a strange cry, and his struggling body stopped. Two bodyguards holding his arms dragged Peng Cheng out of the hall like a dead dog.

People dared not speak, nor dare they rush to stop. The ministers looked at Liang Xing. In their view, only Liang Xing could talk to Tang Yin. At this time, Liang Xing's face was hard to see the extreme. Tang Yin dragged his trusted minister out into the oil pan in front of her own face, which was no different from slapping herself in the face in public.

Just as the bodyguards were about to drag Peng Cheng out of the hall, Liang Xing suddenly shouted, "wait a minute!" As he spoke, he rushed to Tang Yin and said in a harsh voice, "Tang Yin, this is the court hall, not your private execution ground. You are only the head of the first and third grade county. How can you execute the court officials from the second grade?"

"If you are a courtier and a thief and disturb the court platform, everyone can kill you. Even if I am an ordinary people, I will kill this thief. Besides, I am still the minister in charge of heavy troops. Naturally, I have the obligation to eliminate the courtiers and annihilate the courtiers!" Tang Yin said calmly with a smile.

"You..." Liang Xing was so angry that he couldn't say a word. What's the reason? It's simply unreasonable and oppressing people with force! He approached Tang Yin, lowered his voice and said faintly, "Tang Yin, I have to remind you that hundreds of thousands of people are gathered outside. If you kill court ministers indiscriminately and spread it, you will be despised by all the people..."

Before Liang Xing finished speaking, Tang Yin bent down and stuck it to Liang Xing's ear. He also whispered, "Liang Xiang, I repeat to you again. The palace has been firmly controlled by me. No wind can be heard. The people outside will only see a harmonious court. As for the dead courtiers, no one will remember them."

Shua! Liang Xing's face turned pale and his body trembled violently. He looked at Tang Yin's eyes and almost burst out fire. With the clenching of his fist, he didn't even know that his nails were buckled into the meat. The old man was at the height of his anger.

Seeing that he couldn't speak, Tang Yin straightened up and ignored him. Turning around, he saw four bodyguards dragging Peng Cheng standing at the gate of the hall. Tang Yin raised his eyebrows and said indifferently, "did I ask you to stop? Don't forget, I'm your adult!"

The four bodyguards were so frightened that they fought a cold war that they dared not delay for another moment. They took Peng Cheng out of the hall door, all the way down the steps and went straight to the oil pan below.

The ministers looked at each other, squeezed into the door of the hall and looked out.

The four bodyguards pulled Peng Cheng to the oil pan. Immediately, an executioner in red came forward, pressed Peng Cheng, and pulled his clothes away a few times. One of the two executioners carried Peng Cheng's shoulders, and the other carried his feet and raised them above his head.

"Tang Yin, you vicious annihilator, sooner or later you will be punished by heaven..." naked Peng Chengshen turned his neck to the hall and screamed.

When the executioner saw Peng Cheng scolding Tang Yin, he was too scared to delay. They greeted each other, and then threw Peng Cheng out together and straight to the first oil pan.

Plop!

Peng Cheng's body fell heavily into the oil pan, and the oil in it had already boiled. Peng Cheng was fried at the moment he entered. The air in his body was heated and expanded. With a bang, his belly exploded. His internal organs were mixed with blood and water, splashing around. The skin of his body floating in the oil pan burst into meat. He was not sincere and benevolent in the blink of an eye. There was a strange smell of meat on the field.

"Ah?"

The ministers crowded at the gate of the hall saw it clearly. They had never seen such cruel torture in their life. Several of them were scared on the spot, their legs were soft, they sat down on the ground, their eyes were dull, their minds were blank, and only instinctive gulps were left.

"Wind! Wind! Wind! Wind! Wind ―"

On the square, 100000 wind troops shook their arms and shouted in unison. The loud voice shocked people's hearts and souls.

"Dead... Peng Cheng was killed by Tang Yin..." Zhang Xin, Peng Cheng's immediate boss, stumbled to Liang Xing, his voice changed and screamed.

"Tang Yin!" Liang Xing's fear was extreme and his anger was extreme. His face changed rapidly. With a sudden roar, he pulled out his sword and pointed it at Tang Yin. Other ministers also drew swords one after another as if they were crazy and surrounded Tang Yin together.

The wind country is martial. No matter civil servants or generals, they will carry swords with them. The role of Swords is not for self-defense, but more for decoration, which can also be regarded as a symbol of personal identity.

The ministers all moved their swords. Tang Yin was not moved at all. He turned his back on his hands and looked up at the sky, turning a blind eye to the sword blades around him.

He didn't move, but the pot could be fried outside. He only heard a messy sound of footsteps. Then, hundreds of bodyguards rushed from the outside. Some people directly entered the hall with long halberds, while others stretched their bows and arrows, or squatted or stood blocking the door of the hall. All the arrows were aimed at the officials in the hall.

"Ha ha!" Tang Yin sneered with indifference and youyou said, "it's a capital crime to dare to use a sword in the forbidden area of the palace. There are 29 oil pots outside, which is enough for 29 people. Who do you think is suitable to throw into the oil pot?"

With this question, the frightened ministers with swords quickly flew out of the body. People looked around and looked at the murderous guards of the wind army. On the spot, more than ten people fell off their swords, and other ministers who surrounded Tang Yin also retreated in fear.

"Yes, Tang Yin, are you going to rebel with troops?" Liang Xingsi shouted.

"Ha ha! Princes and generals, if you have strength, you can live there! Liang Xing, you have no inch soldiers. Why should you compete with me? Rely on these useless ministers? I advise you not to dream." Tang Yin's eyes suddenly twinkled with a faint green light. His eyes were as sharp as a knife and slowly swept through the people present. He fiercely stretched out his hand and pointed to the king's chair in the center of the hall and asked, "who agrees and opposes me sitting on that chair?"

There are 29 oil pans waiting outside, and hundreds of fully armed guards are watching. Peng Cheng has just learned a lesson. At this time, who dares to stand up against Tang Yin. The ministers' faces were bloodless and their bodies trembled. They hung their heads deeply and dared not breathe.

Hum! With a sneer in her heart, Tang Yin raised her mouth and said with a dark smile, "since you adults don't speak, I'll take you as your default."

"I object!" At the critical moment, Liang Xing stood up again.

Tang Yin has endured Liang Xing again and again. If not for Liang Qi's face, he would have thrown Liang Xing into the oil pot. He suppressed his anger and sneered: "it's not enough for Liang Xiang to oppose so many ministers in Manchuria!"

Liang Xing turned to look at the other ministers, gritted his teeth and shouted, "you are talking!"

No one spoke. Life and death were at stake. The first consideration of ministers was how to keep their surname. As for whether Liang Xing was king or Tang Yin was king, it was a secondary issue. Seeing the ministers lowering their heads, Liang Xingqi's body trembled disorderly as if he hadn't heard his cry. He directly called the name and said, "Zhang Xin, can you support Tang Yin to become king?"

Listening to Liang Xing's name, Zhang Xin was shocked and almost sat on the ground. Of course, he wanted Liang Xing to be the king of the wind, but how to say this at this time? Peng Cheng was killed by the explosion just now. I'm afraid he said no to Tang Yin. He was the one who was killed by the explosion next!

He swallowed and spit hard, peeped at Liang Xing and Tang Yin. Suddenly, he found that Tang Yin was staring at himself with green, dark and unkind eyes. He was so frightened that he was cold-blooded. His knees softened, flopped and knelt on the ground. He said in a trembling voice: "lower official... Lower official supports Lord Tang to be king..."

Hearing this, Liang Xing's head buzzed. He pointed to Zhang Xin on his knees with his sword and shouted, "Zhang Xin, you pig and dog are better than a villain who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

"Ha ha!" Tang Yin smiled and said, "the so-called man who knows current affairs is a hero. Liang Xiang, Lord Zhang is much smarter than you."

"Bah!" The angry Liang Xing has lost his mind. He spit at Tang Yin and shouted, "Tang Yin, even if I die, I won't agree with you to be the king of the wind!"

Tang Yin looked straight at Liang Xing and said, "Liang Xing, do you think I really dare not kill you?"