Transmigration:Evil BOSS, bad to the core!

These barbarians hold machetes. Although they are far away from Jingdi, their war dance is for him to see.

A great country, the king of a country, has been provoked by a small barbarian country.

How could emperor Jing endure this, so his face became more and more ugly.

The surrounding ministers were also very nervous by the oppressive atmosphere.

Usually arrogant and domineering imperial concubines wish they didn't exist at this time.

Around the man's aura, pressure let her gasp.

However, the queen on one side looked at the man, and her face showed resentment.

She hated the barbarians who provoked her country.

The hatred burst out in his eyes, which made the Fujun sitting on the stage show his heartache.

The dance of man Kingdom ended in a quarter of an hour.

Prince tatasinku was proud to see the faces of the people around him turn ugly.

This shows that their barbaric country is a terrifying strength.

Until the end of the battle dance, these people stacked one by one, standing in the center of the hall, the machete in their hands facing the surrounding civil and military officials.

These barbarians did not target the machete at the man on the Dragon chair.

Zhong Dequan wiped the sweat on his forehead.

The tension around us is burning at the touch of it.

If these barbarians made a breakthrough and pointed their swords in the wrong direction, they would see blood today.

Emperor Jing looked at these barbarians with an evil smile on his lips.

Good! Good job!

Today, the great monarch was provoked by the barbarians.

Emperor Jing could not turn his face at this time, and even wanted to reward him.

"Good! What a reward

Prince tataxinku immediately stood up and said, "thank you, your majesty."

There was no sincere thanks for this. Emperor Jing disdained it, but said in a warm voice: "Prince Tata, you are welcome."

Next came the dancers from the teaching workshop.

They danced beautifully in their own court, and the emperor's face didn't get any better.

If he had known that the people of man kingdom would behave like this, he would have let the men in the army of our Dynasty kill the spirit of man kingdom.

"Zhong Dequan!"

"The old slave is..."

Zhong Dequan is close to Jingdi. The latter gives a few orders with no expression on his face. The latter leaves soon.

The empress heard emperor Jing's command, and her face showed some disapproval.

Emperor Jing ordered the people of Jiaofang to rehearse more aggressive killing moves than the people of manguo in a short time.

It's too difficult. Even men in the parish can't be as murderous as men in the battlefield.

If you want to fight back against the barbarians, you must use iron and steel means.

How could Zhong Dequan not know? So he called a group of good Kungfu men from the imperial forest army to walk towards the Jiaofang.

The old man has served emperor Jingdi for many years. He knows each other's temperament too well.

……

Jiuji, who was cleaning the back hall of Qianqing palace, was a little different at this time.

She was just wiping the blue and white porcelain in her hand when she had a headache.

The blue and white porcelain in my hand fell to the ground. It was broken and could not be repaired.

Jiuji covered her head and felt the headache unbearable.

The pain on the face, let people have a bit to replace it.

Just because of the pain of the beautiful face, the eyes are a little fragile.

After the headache, her eyes were dull, as if she had no soul.

Step up to the door.

Acting as if out of control.

"Jiuji! Where are you going? "

When Zhong Dequan went to the Jiaofang, he met Jiuji, who also went there.

Jiuji came back, her brow was broken.

And then the brain flooded with memories.