lethal arsenal

Chapter 402 Yuan Chonghuan, you can’t change anything!

Chongzhen's mind was buzzing.

boom!

The back of his head hit the palace's spine hard, and the severe pain made Chongzhen wake up.

His face was flushed, and sweat slowly flowed down the clear slap marks on his face.

Chongzhen felt it was difficult to breathe. His back was pressed against the main spine of the Five Ridges Hall, his feet were dangling in the air, and his neck was stuck tightly by a pair of big hands, making it difficult to breathe.

"I'm giving this first slap for all the people in the world."

There was a pause.

Lin Dong grinned, like an evil beast that chooses people to devour, and his voice was cold.

Thousands of phantoms of birds and beasts rushed towards Lin Dong's joint stranglehold.

At this moment, a wisp of blue flame spurted out from the acupuncture points around his body.

The ice crystal-like blue fire collided with the birds and beasts condensed from the dragon energy of civil and military officials.

In an instant, peacocks, wild geese, white pheasants, lions, embroidered leopards, embroidered tigers, bear bears... all kinds of strange beasts were frozen to death and turned into crystal blue.

The scenery is magnificent.

The white-robed monk looked at the blue ice crystals all over the sky, with a hint of obsession flashing in his eyes.

"what is this?"

The white-robed monk was surprised.

Click, click.

Lin Dong snapped his fingers, and the ice crystals in the sky shattered.

Fire in stone!

It is a tonic for demons and demons, but it is a deadly poisonous fire for dragon spirit, literary spirit, Confucian sages, Buddha's golden body, and Taoist heavenly beings.

All beasts imitated by dragon energy were frozen.

Then the ice crystals break.

All the ministers were feeling cold, their faces were pale, and they were shivering uncontrollably, as if they were seriously ill.

Snapped.

"This is the second slap. Slapping you for being stubborn is a taboo in governing the country."

Chongzhen's eyes were wide open, densely covered with bloodshot eyes, almost crazy with desire.

He glared at Lin Dong, wishing he could cut him with a thousand knives.

"I am the emperor, the emperor."

Snapped.

Another slap.

"This third slap to slap you for going back on your word is a taboo in politics."

Lin Dong sneered.

Admiring Chongzhen's incompetent and furious appearance.

"Holy Protector, Holy Protector."

The red-robed eunuch Wang Chengen shouted from below.

Walking in Luoyang, the fearless lion mark made by the white-robed monk brought up the shadow of the golden lion, which gradually solidified.

A majestic and lifelike lion was about to pounce on the roof of the verandah.

Snapped.

The slaps didn't stop.

Chongzhen completely lost his dignity, his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were malicious.

"This fourth slap shows that you are willful and self-willed, which is a taboo for leaders."

Snapped.

"This last slap in the face is a taboo in governance and is used to extract suspects for one's own use."

The blood-stained teeth flew out, and in front of everyone, the emperor's majesty was completely gone.

One slap after another took away the prestige and glory that the Zhu family had accumulated for hundreds of years.

Is there any emperor in history who was severely slapped?

He was slapped several times in succession.

Lin Dong was bored and threw Chongzhen out.

The white-robed monk made the fearless lion mark. The golden-haired lion jumped up and landed smoothly, carrying the lost Chongzhen.

Lin Dong had no intention of killing anyone.

He was disappointed with Ming Dynasty and Chongzhen, but he would not kill the other party in public.

Not just because the cause and effect of slaying the dragon is huge.

There are two other reasons. One is that he does not want all the arrangements made by the teacher Xu Wei and Old Man Qingteng to be invalidated.

The second is if we only teach Chongzhen a lesson.

Then Ma Zhenyi must be on his side.

But if he really had the intention to kill, Ding Xianma Shinichi's position would not be certain.

Besides, there is also Yuan Chonghuan...

In addition, it is not that there are no other masters in the capital, but some people are unwilling to take action.

Some of Chongzhen’s current political orders.

For example, the Shenwu Army organized by Li Ruolian and rushed to the south has already touched the interests of some people in the military.

The military bosses were happy to see Chongzhen defeated. But if Chongzhen dies, it will only cause greater turmoil.

No one wants that kind of situation to happen.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

The ministers surrounded Chongzhen. Chongzhen slid down from the lion's back weakly, raising his head and looking crazy.

His eyes were red, he seemed to be crying and laughing, and his hair was spread out.

At this time, Chongzhen no longer had the spirit of a holy emperor.

"Lin Yuanjue, you are a traitor and a traitor."

Wang Chengen's fingers couldn't help trembling, and he pointed at the man standing on the roof and cursed.

"If you regard your ministers as your brothers and sisters, then your ministers will regard you as your heart and soul. If you regard your ministers as nothing but grass, then your ministers will regard you as a thief and bandit. Chongzhen's son regards me as a thief and bandit, but I did not kill him. You should be grateful and praise me."

"What's more, the child's mind is too strong, too hasty, and seeking utility. If the utility is not enough, it will be punished. If the punishment is not enough, it will become suspicion. Suspicion will not stop, and it will accumulate into obstruction. I will wake up today. He has planned benefits for you and all the officials, but you don’t sing my praises and yet you still want to punish me for my sins, how is that possible?”

Lin Dong asked back, pointing at His Highness and the ministers, as if scolding Fang Qiu.

All the civil and military officials had read a lot of books by saints and sages, so of course they would not be stunned by this young man with no fame, but no one dared to speak.

Magical magic.

A monstrous blue flame appeared behind Lin Dong.

The fire in the stone is a demonic fire, and it is also a heavenly fire. Immortals and Buddhas are immoral, so they specialize in burning immortal Buddhas. The golden bodies of Buddhism and Taoist immortals are all restrained by this flame.

When he obtained the new blue affix [Fire in Stone], Lin Dong had never developed the ability of this spell. Just now he was pounced by thousands of birds and beasts, and his inspiration burst out, but he did not expect to achieve unexpected results.

The officials looked at the blue flame ice crystal and fell into a rare collective silence.

"Where is Yuan Qing?"

Chongzhen stumbled up, looked around, and asked softly.

"Yuan Qing!"

He looked up to the sky and howled.

All around were a group of ministers who were submissive, unwilling to serve the country with their own lives, and even did not dare to scold the Lin thief angrily.

For a moment, Chongzhen felt extremely chilled, as if he had transformed into an abandoned cub in the ice and snow, wailing in agony.

……

boom.

Yuan Chonghuan licked his teeth and said, "You're done."

The strong and powerful hands firmly pressed Feng, who was wearing a ferocious mask, under the broken stone lion.

Dark clouds are coming.

On Feng's face, scarlet buds kept sprouting from the ferocious mask, but they were crushed by the intertwined black light on Yuan Chonghuan's hand.

The mask creaked and deformed under the heavy pressure.

"Yuan Qing, Yuan Qing!"

Chongzhen's voice filled his mind, as if coming from the palace gate.

Click.

Yuan Chonghuan used his five fingers to forcefully twist Feng's neck. He turned his head fiercely, his face chopped with a knife and ax had deep sunken eye sockets and a ferocious look on his face.

"With Ding Xianma Shinichi and Monk Hanshan present, who can hurt the emperor?"

Yuan Chonghuan was puzzled.

"Cough cough cough."

His head was drooping weakly. It was obvious that his neck bones had been completely broken, but Feng still had the strength to speak.

The blood flowing across his face made Feng's expression look even more sinister.

"It was never us who destroyed this world. It was the courtiers, the people, the emperor, and you yourselves!"

"The rich have thousands of acres of fertile land, but the poor have no place to stand."

"Places with money cannot collect taxes, but places without money have increased their burdens. It is unreasonable for the Ming Dynasty not to perish. The calamity is not brought by us, but by you, you!"

Blood flowed freely, and the appearance of the prisoner wood demon couldn't help changing.

"Our family has never failed the Ming Dynasty. It was Chongzhen's son who failed us. The world collapsed and the people were resentful! King Xin must bear at least 20% of the responsibility. 20% of natural disasters, 20% of foreign troubles, 10% of civil strife, and 30% of the blame lies with civil servants! "

"Yuan Chonghuan, you can't change anything, you can't change it! This Ming Dynasty is dead, dead."

This is Wei Zhongxian's voice.

The face in the mask is old and mottled.

"Cough cough."

There was blood in his throat, and finally Shen Lian let out a faint sigh, "It would be better to die."

hold head high!

Yuan Chonghuan let out a ferocious roar, and slammed down his fist, which was enveloped in black light that was so thick that it couldn't be dispersed.

The mask of the Prisoner Wood Demon cracked inch by inch and eventually turned into powder.

The moment before it turned into powder and disappeared all over the sky, under the mask, it turned into Feng's voice again.

"This is just the beginning," he said abruptly.

"..."

Yuan Chonghuan's eyes flickered as he watched the mask completely shatter.

(End of this chapter)