Underworld exchange group

Chapter 899
Everyone thought that Zhang Fan was going to kill the envoys of the Shenxi Department, especially Emperor Qiongsang. He even blatantly rejected Zhang Fan, saying that Qiongsang would never help him hide things and help him to violate evidence. , but now, he has kept one, what does this mean?It's really puzzling.

No one dares to kill the envoys of the Heavenly Court. Killing the envoys of the Heavenly Court is different from rebellion. Such actions are simply courting death.They absolutely did not believe that Zhang Fan dared to openly kill the Heavenly Court Envoy and spread the news.But that being the case, why didn't he kill them all, and there was only one left.

Everyone secretly guessed Zhang Fan's intentions in their hearts.

Zhan Buddha and Xiao Langlang were also very surprised, and Emperor Qiongsang couldn't figure it out, but no matter what, it was an indisputable fact that Cui Shenjun and the heavenly soldiers and generals of Shenxi's tribe were killed. For this, Zhang Fan had to pay The price, no matter what tricks he plays, Emperor Qiongsang will not change his original intention to help Xiao Langlang, a friend who can't do things with brains.

"Hey!" Emperor Poor Sang sighed in his heart, birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. His son is a bold and reckless master, and the friends he makes are even more ignorant.

Such a person turned out to be Yan Jun from Nanfu. He thought to himself, if the envoy was killed, he should notify the Shenxi Department and Tianting as soon as possible, and arrest Zhang Fan as soon as possible. This will also clear the relationship between Qiongsang and Zhang Fan .

While Emperor Qiongsang was planning, Zhang Fan walked step by step towards the only surviving general in the Shenxi tribe. The general was already scared that day. In the past rhythm, his whole body trembled violently, and with a thud, he could no longer stand up, kneeling on the ground: "Yan... Lord Yan Jun, please forgive me, please forgive me."

Zhang Fan said indifferently: "Don't worry, since I didn't kill you just now, I won't kill you now, I keep you just to let you report back to Shenxi Department."

"Do you know who I am?"

Of course he knew who Zhang Fan was, and Zhang Fan had already declared his name, Nanfu Yanjun Zhang Fan, but he really didn't believe that Zhang Fan would just let him go and let him go back to report.

What about a liar?
So, he shook his head decisively.

Zhang Fan said: "Remember clearly, Zhang Fan, the first coffin of the Southern Mansion Yan Jun, recognize my face clearly, go, report back to the Heavenly Court, and say that I, Zhang Fan, are waiting."

Everyone was dumbfounded. This is so awesome, so awesome. Is this going to challenge the entire heaven?
The Heavenly General of the Shenxi Department was also completely dumbfounded, he couldn't believe it, and looked at Zhang Fan dumbfounded.

"Why are you still standing there, do you really want to die here?"

It was only then that day that he realized that Zhang Fan really let him go, hurriedly got up and headed towards the north of Qiongsang, the escape was also summoned by the auspicious clouds and flew away, until the man completely disappeared from sight, everyone dared to believe it, Zhang Fan really let him go.

Emperor Poor Sang's expression was a little embarrassed. He was slapped in the face. They didn't want him to help conceal the intention of killing the messenger of heaven, and even took the initiative to keep the messenger.

The emperor suddenly cried out and said, "Emperor, you have caused a catastrophe, you have caused a catastrophe."

Poor Sangdi was still a little confused.

"What if that person talks nonsense when he returns to Heaven?" The Empress explained: "If he goes back and says that Prince Qiongsang's friend killed Cui Shenjun, wouldn't it implicate Qiongsang as well."

Poor Sang Emperor's face changed greatly upon hearing this.

Xiao Langlang's expression also changed, but it was not because of fear, but because of anger, this woman came to harm him again.

"Emperor, you have to think of a way. The Heavenly Court really wants to blame us. We can't escape the dry cleaning. After all, it was the Prince's friend who killed the Heavenly Court's envoy." The Empress said palely, her lips trembling, as if worried It's incredible.

Zhang Fan said: "I do things alone, how can I hurt my friends."

The empress said: "Are you worthy? That's an envoy from heaven. You have caused great disaster for us poor sang."

"Then what do you mean?" Zhang Fan looked directly at the empress.

The empress hurriedly grabbed Emperor Qiongsang and said, "Emperor, the envoys from the Heavenly Court are here to recruit soldiers. Now that they die in Qiongsang, the Heavenly Court will inevitably think too much. What should we do if we really use treason to practice Qiongsang?"

Emperor Poor Sang's face turned pale completely, and he lost his mind for a while, but when he looked at Xiao Langlang, his eyes became more fierce. It was obvious that he had put the blame on Xiao Langlang.

"According to the slave family, it is better to tie up the prince and send him to the heaven to plead guilty."

Wow, as soon as these words came out, the Qiongsang Palace was in an uproar.

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Zhang Fan and Zhan Buddha's faces were all frozen, and the words of punishment were the most terrifying.

Emperor Poor Sang looked at Xiao Langlang, with a look of hesitation on his face. After all, Xiao Langlang was his own son. He still couldn't do it if he was asked to push his own son into the fire pit, but if he didn't hand over Xiao Langlang, What if Heaven really wants to blame it?

Xiao Langlang had already seen the viciousness of that woman, and he didn't want to harm him once or twice. He didn't care, what he cared about was his own father, and Xiao Langlang looked sadly at Emperor Poor Sang: "Father, are you really so cruel?" Do you want to hand over your son?"

Emperor Poor Sang hesitated, but the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, "Look, what kind of friends you have made!"

These words scolded Zhang Fan too.

Xiao Langlang said: "Father, if Da Da did not break the painting environment, we would have died inside. Da Da and Zhan Buddha are both innocent, can the immortal officials in the heavenly court kill people casually? Could it be that he can only let him kill us? Can't you switch hands?"

Emperor Qiongsang said angrily: "You little bastard, you still dare to talk back, do you know how much trouble you have caused Qiongsang?"

"If you don't know how to repent, die. Alright, this emperor will tie you up to the Heavenly Court, and kill or cut you up as they please."

Zhang Fan and Zhan Buddha's expressions changed drastically, as did Xiao Langlang's. He widened his eyes in surprise, and wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak for a long time. He didn't believe that his father was completely disregarding his life.

"Come on, take down the prince."

In a word, Xiao Langlang's last fantasy was shattered.He stood there dumbfounded and motionless, while the empress bit her red lips lightly, with excitement in her eyes, she had waited too long for this day.The guards in the palace froze for a second or two before coming up behind Xiao Langlang.

Zhan Buddha said: "Emperor Qiongsang, do you really want to send the prince to the heaven to surrender? The heavens may not ask Qiongsang for his crimes."

Emperor Qiongsang glanced at Zhan Buddha and said: "That thing, the Heavenly Court will blame Qiongsang. At that time, Qiongsang will not be able to argue with a hundred words. Do you want me to block the life and death of Qiongsang?"

These words deeply revealed Emperor Qiongsang's inner thoughts. Compared with the comfort of the whole Qiongsang, Xiao Langlang was insignificant in his eyes.

Xiao Langlang was completely bewildered at this time.

Zhang Fan interjected, "Emperor Poor Sang, have you figured it out, this is your own son." His heart was also filled with anger, how could there be such a father in this world.

Could it be that the Emperor's House really has no family affection?

Seeing Zhang Fan open his mouth, Qiongsang's guards didn't dare to do anything. Zhang Fan was easy to kill, which made them very afraid.

"Why are you still standing there? You're still tied up and sent to heaven for justice."

Several guards had just tied up Xiao Langlang.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan put his hand on Xiao Langlang's shoulder: "Don't worry, I will never let you have trouble." This matter, to a certain extent, is also inseparable from Zhang Fan.

Compared with his father, Zhang Fan and Zhan Buddha made Xiao Langlang feel a bit of warmth, and Xiao Langlang managed to squeeze out a smile. "It's okay, you poor life."

The majestic Poor Sang Prince actually said that he was a cheap man?
It seems that he is disheartened.

At this moment, a sound of peace resounded from the sky, and the rays of light scattered from the sky, it was auspicious clouds, and the auspicious clouds stretched for several miles, on which stood full of heavenly soldiers and generals, densely packed, like a sea of ​​people, looking around There is no end in sight, and the entire sky is almost covered with heavenly soldiers and generals.

"It's not good, the army of heaven is overwhelming."

"It's over, it's over..."

Emperor Qiongsang's complexion changed drastically, he turned pale instantly, and glared fiercely at Xiao Langlang, "You disobedient son, look at the trouble you caused, Qiongsang was killed by you."

(End of this chapter)