Chapter 405 Unletion

Yuan Sanlang seems to have already expected what happened today, with an indifferent smile on his face from beginning to end. In all the details, he is the most calm one.

But his calmness angered the people present, and all the flags and clans looked at each other angrily.

"These four people are all from heaven and earth."

The king of Dongyue said calmly, and then clapped his hands. His own bodyguard came out with a soul-killing knife and stood in front of the four thin bodies.

"I want to take their flag, but I don't know what you think?"

Looking at the crowd, the king of Dongyue said with a smile.

"The king is holy."

Everyone said in unison.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the king of Dongyue and sighed, "Most of these fine works have been lurking in our five towns for many years, but they have not been noticed for a long time. It's also my fault."

When the voice fell, several people in the hall showed an unnatural look.

"Mr. Wei's dereliction of duty, I hope the king will forgive him."

A member of the flag came out of the banquet and said with a ashamed face.

The man called himself Wei, and naturally he was from the Xiyue Wei family.

As soon as he finished speaking, two more people came out of the banquet, worshipped the king of Dongyue, and bowed their hands to plead guilty.

King Dongyue waved his hand and looked at An Bochen, as if smiling.

An Bochen couldn't do it, so he had to go out of the table and bowed deeply to the king of Dongyue: "An didn't notice it. I hope the king will forgive me."

Yuan Sanlang was transferred to Kuangqi before April. In any way, it has nothing to do with An Bochen.

Wuhua showed his aggity and stopped talking. Zhang Bushi lowered his head, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.

"You are busy with the war, and it is understandable to have occasional negligence. In addition, your merits are greater than your mistakes. What is your sin?"

Hearing this, together with An Bochen, the four flags showed their gratitude.

As soon as the words turned, the king of Dongyue said again, "However, since you are your subordinates, I hope you can kill these thieves and sacrifice the flag for our army."

Without saying a word, Wei Jiaqi walked to the front of Xizuo, took the soul-killing knife and was about to do it.

At this moment, the man under the blade suddenly raised his head, and a panic appeared on his face. He turned to look at Wei Jiaqishuai angrily and shouted, "Wei thief! You are not afraid that I will tell you your scandal in public!"

Everyone is afraid of death. These details may have put life and death aside before they come to Wuzhen Haidu. However, when they really face death, they all want to fight hard. No matter how bad it is, they have to fight to break the net.

A trace of panic flashed in Wei Jiaqi's eyes, and he suddenly raised the soul-killing knife and was about to split it.

"Wait."

The king of Dongyue said thoughtfully.

"Bang!"

Wei Jiaqi's long knife had fallen, but he was smashed by the streamer flying from the head of the hall halfway.

The one who took action was a visitor from Jiuyuanzhou. He and his two companions watched on the wall and looked like they were optimistic about the play.

"What else do you want to say?" Looking at the fine work, the king of Dongyue muttered.

"I am the commander-in-chief of a flag, but I am greedy for life and afraid of death, and I falsely report my achievements. The battle of Liusha River led to the defeat of the Allies because he saw death, but later the defeat was excused to the dead Allied commander.

For every word he said, Wei Jiaqi's handsome face looked ugly. He didn't wait for the details to finish, he bowed to the king of Dongyue on one knee: "Don't listen to this thief's words, the battle of the Liusha River..."

"Is there any evidence?" The king of Dongyue interrupted Wei Jiaqishuai's words and asked impatiently.

"Yes. Just take out the ghost soldier's memory to distinguish the truth from the truth. That's a resolute railway.

Hearing this, Wei Jiaqi's handsome body shook and his face turned pale.

There was a lot of discussion in the hall. Seeing the appearance of Wei Jiaqishuai, everyone knew that the details were not false.

A middle-aged man stood up from the front row of the seat. It was the head of the Wei family. He arched his hand to the King of Dongyue with no expression on his face: "Wang, whether this matter is true or not yet to be determined. If this really happens, our Wei family will deal with it impartially.

The king of Dongyue's face was as heavy as water, and he sneered, "The enemy is not allowed to delay. I didn't expect that my Wuzhen Haidu actually came up with a Qishuai who is greedy and afraid of death. How can I fight for it? Come on, take him down and be dismissed and imprisoned!"

"King, changing the commander in battle is a taboo for the march!" The owner of the Wei family was anxious and said hurriedly.

"It's better to change a brave and fighting flag commander than not to change." The king of Dongyue said lightly that his own bodyguard escorted Wei Jiaqishuai down.

It was not until this time that everyone suddenly realized that the king of Dongyue gathered on his face today to swear that he was actually taking the military power.

In addition to Wei Jiaqishuai, He and Ba Erqishuai also got up, which are the other two families of Xiyue. With Wei Jiaqishuai in front of him, the two Qishuai are naturally not immune.

Sure enough, two more detailed works have successively told the guilt of the He family and the Ba family, either embezzled the booty, or delayed the military plane.

These crimes can be big or small. On weekdays, no one will be more serious. However, today is the oath meeting. The king of Dongyue wanted to be more serious. Suddenly, he was caught off guard and hit the three families of Xiyue. They had to admit their bad luck and broke their teeth and swallowed them.

For the immortals, the strength of Yiqi may not be half of the family's heritage, but it is their capital to compete for Wuzhen Haidu. Each flag has immortals and real people cultivated by the family, as well as ghost soldiers who have been painstakingly managed. Although the individual strength of the ghost soldiers is weak, the ten-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-s of ghost soldiers can explode. It is not possible to train a team of ghost soldiers that can match immortals overnight. It is not only necessary to feed the genius treasures, but also to cultivate tacit understanding.

At present, the three flag commanders have been dismissed and imprisoned. It goes without saying that when this banquet is over, the successor will naturally come from the command of the King of Dongyue.

After three rounds of drinking, the three families of Xiyue were relieved of their military power. Under the eyes of the public, there was reason and evidence, and there was no room for them to argue.

Looking at the indifferent King of Dongyue, everyone's hearts were chilled.

Then, everyone's eyes fell on the last flag owner, Kuang flag owner An Bochen.

It took only two years for An Bochen to rise from being demoted. He became famous two years ago and became famous again two years later, but it brought great changes.

No one looks down on An Bochen's cultivation, but it is undeniable that An Bochen is another amazing young soarer after Lv Fengqi. At least he defeated the sky flag and retreated under the circumstances that everyone was not optimistic, and brought back the immortals of the north and south to relieve the crisis of Dongyue four months ago. With his credit, it is more than enough to promote any flag general.

But everyone knows that Kuangqi's real strength is so weak that it is a child's play. There is no reason for the king of Dongyue to treat Kuang's hands.

It's not just the people here, but even An Bochen always has doubts.

As Gongsun Wuyou said, the king of Dongyue is arrogant and jealous, but the strength shown by An Bochen is only a real person, and he is far away from the king of Dongyue, and he can't be threatened at all. An Bochen was confident that the king of Dongyue did not notice his secret. If he was detected, the king of Dongyue would have started early and would not wait until today.

What on earth is there to be jealous of in me?

In full view of the public, An Bochen came out and walked towards Yuan Sanlang.

At this moment, he couldn't help regretting what he did the night before, but who would know that the king of Dongyue had already realized the identity of Yuan Sanlang.

At this moment, the melodious sound of the piano sounded again. The sound of the piano was like a clear spring in a mountain stream, soft and soothing, soothing the slightly chaotic mood of Ping'an Bochen.

He subconsciously glanced at the direction of the pavilion. An Bochen didn't think much about it. When he was young, he had already walked to Yuan Sanlang.

Among the four detailed works, only Yuan Sanlang never spoke.

After taking the soul-killing knife, An Bochen raised it to a high place and looked at Yuan Sanlang, but Yuan Sanlang still did not open his mouth.

There was a trace of fluke in his heart, and An Bochen breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, it was agreed with Yuan Sanlang to find an opportunity to help him fake death, and then the golden cicada came off the shell. But I didn't expect that he didn't get what he wanted after all, and he would die when it came to the end.

With the knife in his hand, An Bochen pointed at Yuan Sanlang's neck and did not hesitate to split it.

"Wait." Just then, Yuan Sanlang suddenly opened his mouth.

A awe-inspiring air machine shot from the head of the hall and went straight to An Bochen's vest. If the knife in his hand fell, the air machine would also pierce his heart.

There was a strong chill on his back. An Bochen looked at Yuan Sanlang in surprise and saw Yuan Sanlang suddenly laugh, which was very funny.