Miss arrogant straw bag

Chapter 1610 Great gift
No one knew what happened to Wu Sibin in a short moment, but this sudden change left everyone at a loss.

Only Wu Sibin understood, he saw Cui Wenkun's mouth shape clearly just now.

Finally realized that Cui Wenkun is Wu Siyuan's man.

In other words, the seventh brother who he always thought was not qualified to sit on the throne quietly grew up in a place he didn't know.

It's just that, having suppressed all the light, and developing its own roots in the dark, it will definitely be earth-shattering when it breaks ground.

It turned out that in the capital of Zixu, not only is he powerful, but there are so many people hiding dragons and crouching tigers.

If Tang Zijun hadn't confessed to him in the sky prison just now, and if it hadn't been for Cui Wenkun's "words" in the crowd just now, I'm afraid he would still be so arrogant that he had no one in his eyes, but in fact he was a frog at the bottom of a well.

What Tang Zijun said was right, such an environment would have made him a person who only recognized power, and similarly, it was his choice to get to where he is today.

For the so-called power, he was blinded. What's more, he didn't realize so many things around him.

Suddenly put down.

Especially the things that even Wu Siyuan was aware of, but he didn't notice at all... Fortunately, he has always boasted that he is the most suitable person to be the emperor.

Now it seems that it is really a joke.

Since it's a joke, today just ends.

Therefore, Wu Sibin at this moment is calm, even relaxed.

When the time came, the steel knife was lifted up, and the icy blade shone brightly in the winter sun, and fell heavily amidst the exclamation of the people in the capital of Zixu.

Later, Wu Siyuan, who was waiting in the main hall, received the news that the execution was over.

Wu Siyuan didn't say anything, just waved his hands.

All the people in the hall retreated, and Wu Siyuan sat high on the dragon chair in the empty Jinluan Hall.

The slender and slightly pale fingers slowly rubbed the armrest of the dragon chair under his hand. No one can tell how many people's blood has been eaten by this throne.

Wu Sibin's blood today is not the first and definitely will not be the last.

Wu Siyuan sat for a long while with dark eyes before calling out: "Xunyi."

"Master." Xun Yi appeared quietly, kneeling on the ground.

"When will the evil emperor and the others set off?" Wu Siyuan asked.

"Tomorrow." Xun Yi said.

The expression on Wu Siyuan's face froze, and then he smiled helplessly: "The evil emperor and the others are indeed prophets."

As soon as Wu Sibin's matter was dealt with, they were about to leave.

Either way, he can let him clean up the mess behind him without distraction.

"You go down." Wu Siyuan said, got up, and slowly left the hall.

He didn't have that extra time to immerse himself in his emotions, there were too many things waiting for him to deal with.

When Rong Linxiao and Tang Zijun and his party left, Wu Siyuan did not come to see them off, but sent someone to bring a gift.

A box of gold.

vulgarian.

No one understood the meaning, even the eunuch who brought the things was confused.

Ordinarily, with the financial resources of the Evil Emperor and the others, would they need such a small box of gold?

But Rong Linxiao accepted it, not at all strange, but told the eunuch to take the message back: "I like it very much, thank you Your Majesty for the generous gift."

The eunuch went back to his life in such a dizzy state.

(End of this chapter)