At the Beginning, I Scolded the Fairy Gate, I Really Want to Die

Ye Ning fired at Cao Meng again.

Wei Wang, identity respect?

In his eyes, it was just a tool man.

As long as you are willing to kill me, you are my good friend!

Cao Meng drew his sword in front of the emperor. He was obviously a domineering person. Such a person was bold and angered him. He would definitely kill me, right?

Ye Ning has very strong expectations for Cao Meng.

He held the jade seal in his arms, stood in front of the jade steps, and said boldly.

"If you want to kill the king, you must first step on the official's body today!"

While speaking, his eyes showed disdain, he was obviously a weak person, but he had a look of all directions!

"Students of my generation, it should be so!"

The Manchu dynasty civil servants looked even more embarrassed.

Many people burst into tears in an instant, wishing to find a place to get in.

In the past, everyone was numb, and everyone looked at each other and could always comfort themselves.

Everyone else is like this, so why should I try?

But what Ye Ning did today is to tear off their fig leaf.

All princes of the Manchu dynasty were cowards.

what is this?

This is a hero!

Confucius said to be benevolent, and Meng said to take justice. From Ye Ning, everyone seemed to have seen the sages depicted in the book of sages.

It turns out that there are such fearless people in this world!

"What a xi official, I have a loyal minister in my great Zhou tens of thousands of years!"

Ji Mingyue was even more excited.

Ye Ning, who was blocking the jade steps, was thin, and seemed to be able to blow down in a gust of wind.

But in his eyes, it was like a lofty mountain!

Since he took the throne, he kept a low profile, accumulated strength, and said it was forbearance, but in his heart, why didn't he hope that a hero would stand up and shelter him from the wind and rain?

Unfortunately, he has never encountered such a person.

But today, he got what he wanted.

A warm current, flowing in his dry heart, unprecedented warmth!

The snow-white neck without Adam's apple squirmed, and he swallowed several times because of his excitement.

This is worrying about Ye Ning's fate.

Above the court, where treacherous heroes are in power, where can they accommodate loyal ministers and righteous men?

"presumptuous!"

Sure enough, Wei Wang Cao was almost mad with anger.

What an honorable status is he?

How can I bear it when I was scolded by a small official pointing his nose?

"Do you really think that the king dare not kill you?"

He is holding a long sword, murderous.

We must know that King Wei is not a man of weak culture, but a general of both civil and military. He once led his troops to fight against foreign races and killed countless people.

With this outbreak, there is naturally a surge of Killing intent.

This killing intent is so fierce, as long as there is a trace of cowardice in the heart, it will be immediately stimulated and amplified.

However, the Killing intent poured into Ye Ning's body, but like a mud cow into the sea, there was no response.

He is really not afraid of death!

Cao Meng was shocked!

He has seen many warriors in this world, but no matter how brave people are, there is always a trace of fear in their hearts.

But the little official in front of him was really fearless. He didn't feel the slightest fear from this person.

Instead, his eyes were eager to try, as if he couldn't wait, wanting to die under the sword!

This surprised Cao Meng, but also a little admired.

He has commanded thousands of troops and admires warriors most.

And he is a well-known love talent. In the past, an enemy general killed his son, but he thought of his bravery, and he actually opened the net and put him in the account!

There is another enemy literati who scolded his ancestors for eighteen generations in a personally drafted essay about the thief, but he felt that the other party was very literate. After winning the war, he still did not pursue it, and instead cited him as a confidant. , Exchange literature all day long.

It can be said that Cao Meng is just such a person.

The more fearless Ye Ning was, the more he inspired his love for talent.

Most of his killing intent disappeared, but he still looked vicious and said viciously.

"Do you know that as long as the king is willing, you can immediately splash your blood on the spot. After you die, there will be no whole body. This king will take your body to feed the dog. No one in this world dares to worship you? !"

Hearing that, Ye Ning laughed.

This is happy.

OK!

As long as you kill me, you will be my great benefactor!

He wished that Cao Meng would immediately swing his sword to give him a good time.

So, he decided to add some strong medicine, not only did not back down, but took a step forward, and said proudly.

"What are you afraid of death!"

Cao Meng was aggressive.

"You are not afraid of death, you are just asking for fame. Do you think your own fame can be spread? Impossible, this king promises that no one in this world will recite your fame, and you will die in vain!"

It doesn't matter whether you die in vain, as long as you die.

Ye Ning's requirements are not high, just begging for death.

However, having said so much to Cao Meng from the commanding heights of morality, he was also a bit infected.

After all, he is now a man of lofty ideals who is not afraid of death. Such a person is the most immersive. To put it directly, he is also in the play.

He took a deep breath and said.

"My name is unknown."

"My justice lasts forever!"

"Furthermore, Qi is said to be nameless, history is the proof, mountains and rivers are named!"

A word, like a rolling thunder, resounded resoundingly above the court.

Then, like Hong Zhong Dalu, it spread out from the Great Hall.

"Qi said nameless, history is proof, mountains and rivers are named!"

"Qi said nameless, history is proof, mountains and rivers are named!"

"Qi said nameless, history is proof, mountains and rivers are named!"

In the imperial capital, countless literati and inkmen, Wandering Xia Wufu, traffickers and pawns, all stopped.

In the imperial capital, the statues of Sage enshrined in countless academies and private schools burst into bright white light at this moment.

The sages seemed to have recovered, and the voices of justice, accompanied by impassioned accent, echoed in the ears of countless people.

"Who is it? It can arouse the resonance of sages!"

Countless literati exclaimed, the literary energy in their bodies boiled, shaking and tears.

Because they felt a heroic spirit that made their blood spurt! *

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