My Disciples Are All Villains

Chapter 863 You Are All Anti-thief (3 more)

Qiu He shouted, many elders in Tianwu Academy no longer dared to have any opinions, and chose to shut up.

His voice was still echoing in the temple of worship, and he heard a pop--

Snapped!

Sitting beside Lu Zhou, Li Yunzheng suddenly slapped the handle of the chair and said angrily, "Bold!"

The elders of Tianwu Academy jumped in shock and looked at Li Yunzheng.

Everyone in Yunshan feels strange...

Which one does this little emperor sing again?

Li Yunzheng did not speak, his expression was majestic.

After the pain in the palm completely disappeared, he said aggressively, "Who is the anti-thief?"

Qiu Heyi was taken aback.

He hurriedly bowed and said, "Your Majesty, this matter really has nothing to do with Tianwu Yuan. Jiuzhongdian often opposes the court. Hearing that Jiuzhongdian and Qianliu Guangangxuan were intent on rebellion, he sent General Zheng Peking University to the Jiuzhongdian to investigate the matter. Later, General Chen died. The Fu Guogong played the matter and ordered the Tianwu Academy to investigate it. Dean Yu was ordered to arrest the Hallmaster Sikong, which led to today’s result. Tianwu Academy was only ordered to act."

Although Li Yunzheng has no real power, he is not a fool, and he hums softly: "Fu Guo Gong played this matter, why didn't I see it? Also, Dean Yu was ordered to capture the Lord Sagong, whose order was it?"

"This……"

Qiu He was speechless at the time, and things in the palace were always complicated, and many things could not be said nonsense, even if he knew some inside information.

Li Yunzheng looked at Lu Zhou sideways, but he didn't expect Lu Zhou to turn his palm up, meaning to let him continue.

With the support of his master, Li Yunzheng has a lot of confidence.

"That's weird... As the king of a country, I don't know such an important matter? Also, since Sikong Beichen is a repeat offender, shouldn't he be handed over to Dali Temple for trial and imprisonment? How could he be in your Tianwu Academy?"

Everyone knew that Li Yunzheng was asking knowingly.

But they all know that the little emperor is showing power.

"Qiu He, you explain to me, who owns this great Tang River? Who is in charge?"

Puff through.

Qiu He knelt down and said, "Of course it belongs to your Majesty! It's Wang Tu in the world, your Majesty can naturally call the shots!"

"Then I think you are all anti-thief!"

"Chen, convict! Please forgive your majesty." (Note: Ordinary people in Datang can also become ministers when they see the emperor.)

The other elders of Tianwu Academy knelt down.

This anti-thief's hat is fastened on his head, it is indeed not light.

It is a pity that Li Yunzheng has no real power after all. All of these elders are old foxes. At most, they will play a play with you without losing anything.

Seeing the tricky Nie Qingyun, he suddenly said:

"Since you are guilty, don't you hurry up and apologize with death?"

Qiu He was stunned.

Yunshan and Jiuzhongdian have always had an antagonism, which has not been resolved for many years, and the relationship between Nie Qingyun and Sikong Beichen is also incompatible. Today, why did Nie Qingyun help Jiuzhongdian to speak?

Tianwuyuan has nothing to say.

At this moment, several disciples of Tianwu Academy carried Sikong Beichen into the hall.

Yao Qingquan and Zhao Jianghe didn't follow this time. After being injured, they spent two days in Yunshan and were sent back to the Jiuzhong Hall to recover. How would they feel if they saw Sikong Beichen's appearance?

Nie Qingyun stepped forward quickly, caught Sikong Beichen, and after a little inspection, he knew that his situation was not optimistic.

After all, this is the Tianwu Academy, and it is a place where the dust is special, and there are only many more ways to torture prisoners. Even Shiba couldn't stand it.

After checking, Nie Qingyun shook his head.

"The eight meridians of the odd meridian are blocked, and the dantian qi sea is blocked by a special force...the internal injury is serious."

Snapped!

Li Yunzheng patted the handle of the chair again and cursed: "Okay Qiu He, what is the crime of abusing lynching?"

Qiu He kowtowed:

"Your Majesty, it's wrong! Sikong Beichen and the dean were injured in the battle. There is no lynching!"

The other elders dared not interject.

"Are you a fool?" Li Yunzheng got up, came to Sikong Beichen's side, and pointed to the scar on his body.

Some of the scars on Sikong Beichen's body were new and some were old.

Qiu He was stunned, looking at Sikong Beichen with a dazed expression.

I don't know which bastard, he beat Sagong Beichen in private, which is not shallow!

At this time, Lu Zhou calmly said, "Get down."

Li Yunzheng stepped aside and returned to his seat.

Lu Zhou pushed his palm toward Sikong Beichen, and a lot of blue lotus floated out of his palm.

The elders of the Tianwu Academy looked at the blue lotus in disbelief... They knew the golden lotus and the black lotus, but... what happened to the blue lotus that suddenly appeared?

The powerful vitality of the blue lotus blooming fell on Sikong Beichen.

The healing magical powers nourished Sikong Beichen greatly, the purple lumps on his face gradually subsided, and his decadent expression was also reduced a lot. Sikong Beichen slowly opened his eyes.

With the support of Nie Qingyun, Sikong Beichen raised his head, his messy white hair made him look extremely embarrassed.

The first person Sikong Beichen saw was Luzhou...

He smiled unexpectedly and said, "Lu...Brother Lu."

Lu Zhou said blankly: "Who hurt you?"

Sikong Beichen looked around, and saw that Yunshan disciple, Qianliu Guan, and Motian Pavilion were all there, and he knew he was saved.

"can not see clearly."

"Underground, it's too dark."

"However, Yu Chenshu... count as one."

He took three breaths before he finished speaking.

Lu Zhou nodded: "Help him sit down."

Nie Qingyun and Sikong Beichen came to the left and sat down firmly.

Lu Zhou looked at Qiu He and others, and said, "You said, how should this account be calculated?"

They can't be fooled anymore.

Yu Chenshu is dead and his life is gone. Is this not enough?

"I really don't know who beat Sikong Beichen. In the underground prison, only the dean and his relatives can enter the prison. Other people don't have this right!" Qiu Heyue said more and more excited.

At this moment, a loud voice came from outside——

"Auxiliary country arrived by bus."

A middle-aged man dressed in an official uniform and a brocade cap with his hands behind him walked in slowly.

He has a forgiving face and steady steps. He walks in a majestic manner, with an imposing manner. Four guards with swords followed behind him, straight into the temple of worship.

Entering the temple of worship, Cui An stopped.

The gaze swept over everyone in the hall like an eagle, first from the kneeling Elder Qiu Hehe, then to the Yunshan people standing on the right, and finally past the indifferent Luzhou, and the decadent Wang Shizhong, and landed on the little emperor Li Yunzheng. Body.

"Chen, see Your Majesty." Cui An said.

"What are you doing here?" Li Yunzheng said.

"Your Majesty, there are many anti-thieves and it is not safe. Please move back to the palace."

Cui An could not be suppressed by those petty officials. When speaking, he was sonorous and indisputable. He waved his sleeves without giving the emperor a chance to argue.

The four people behind him walked towards Li Yunzheng.

Wang Shizhong screamed uncomfortably and stepped back.

Li Yunzheng frowned, his chest suddenly weighed heavily and he couldn't breathe.

Scenes like this have happened many times. If you are in the palace normally, Li Yunzheng would have to swallow his anger if he doesn't care about reading www.uukanshu.com. Today is different, he has seen hope. And this so-called minister of the country would not feel uncomfortable if he wanted to kill his hope by himself?

"Master." Li Yunzheng pleaded towards Luzhou.

Lu Zhou waved his sleeves towards Yu Zhenghai and Yu Shangrong.

The two know.

When the four had just arrived in front of them.

Two sword gangs and two sword gangs passed through the necks of the four people with lightning speed.

Puff, puff...

The eyes of the four were wide open, and there was no chance to resist, so they fell.

The blood gurgled out of the neck, poured into the brown wood floor of the temple of worship, spreading in a meandering manner.

Fu Guo Gong Cui An frowned.

(End of this chapter)