Chapter 104 Death Penalty
Xiao Lan'er staggered and stood up from Jun Wuyi: "Jun Wuyi, I... I'm not feeling well, I'll go back to the house and take some medicine to rest."

Just as Xiao Lan'er was about to walk away, she fell on Jun Wuyi's body again.

Jun Wuyi looked at Xiao Lan'er in horror, "Xiao Lan'er!"

"Don't make noise! ​​I'm a little sleepy, ask Feng Qing to bring my bag, there are still a few pills in it...:
Before Xiao Lan'er finished speaking, she passed out.

Jun Wuyi grabbed Xiao Lan'er's hand, desperately pouring spiritual power into Xiao Lan'er's body.

The spiritual power collided with the untransformed spiritual energy gathered in Xiao Lan'er's body, and Jun Wuyi came to his senses.

After taking out a blood-red elixir and feeding it into Xiao Lan'er's mouth, Jun Wuyi looked up at the middle-aged man in black next to Ning Yichen, his eyes full of desolation.

The middle-aged man in black felt a powerful coercion coming, and took out the magic weapon to block it, but the coercion crushed him straight.

The middle-aged man in black watched helplessly as the shield magic weapon in his hand turned into dust, and the invisible force crushed it in a sweeping gesture.

"Pfft!" The middle-aged man in black spat out a mouthful of blood while clutching his chest.

The middle-aged man in black looked up at Jun Wuyi in disbelief: "Who are you?"

"You are in my territory, who do you say I am?" Jun Wuyi exuded a coldness.

If it wasn't for him not being able to do too much in this small world to attract the attention of the group of people hiding in the dark, he would have cut the person in front of him to pieces, tore up his Nascent Soul and fed it to the dogs.

The middle-aged man in black turned his head to look at Ning Yichen: "Master, there is something strange about this person."

Ning Yichen's legs were already weak from fright.

The reason why he dared to come to ask for an explanation was that he had the middle-aged man in black next to him as his support!
This middle-aged man in black is a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, because he was seriously injured and only a Golden Core Stage cultivator could come to this small world, but he is still a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator in essence!
He couldn't stop Jun Wuyi's move!
How can this be? !
Ning Yichen's eyes widened, and he looked at Jun Wuyi in horror: "You... When did you...:"

"Ning Yichen, seeing that the king is not polite, is this the way you should be a minister?" Jun Wuyi asked coldly.

Hearing Jun Wuyi's words, Ning Yichen knelt down on the ground almost without any resistance, and looked at Jun Wuyi with panic eyes: "Seventh Prince, are you a practitioner?"

Jun Wuyi didn't answer Ning Yichen's words, and sternly reprimanded: "Ning Yichen, as the left minister of the dynasty, you connive at evil sons and harm innocent women, and instruct your staff to murder this king, what crime should you be guilty of?!"

Ning Yichen was so shocked by Jun Wuyi's questioning that he couldn't lift his head, and only then did he realize how stupid he was to rush over unprepared.

It's really been too long, he has even forgotten Jun Wuyi's deeds when he was young, and he also forgot Jun Wuyi's role in the rebellion.

Because Jun Wuyi's legs are disabled, he takes Jun Wuwu too lightly!

No matter how you say it, Jun Wuyi is the Seventh Prince, he shouldn't be so impulsive!
"Your crime is obvious, I don't have to bother the emperor, I will sentence you—"

Ning Yichen raised his head in horror, his eyes widened, and he wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth but said nothing, his head fell to the ground, and his headless body fell to the side.

Along with the dull sound of Ning Yichen's body falling, Jun Wuyi's remaining words sounded at the same time: "Death penalty."

(End of this chapter)

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