Conferred God: I, Who Just Wanted To Run Away, Was Overheard By The Emperor

Di Xin's words slashed down like a big axe.

The twenty-eight ministers headed by the old lady trembled like sifting chaff, and went to the Tangshan mine to dig, especially with their bare hands!

For these ministers who are accustomed to eating fine clothes and jade, and have been used to being served since birth, such things as laboring their body and skin are much more frightening than beheading their heads with a big knife.

But that's not the scariest thing, what scares them the most.

Di Xin wants them to live!

Send the best imperial physicians to follow, and use the best elixir to hang them, asking them to be healthy and exhausted every day to the limit of the life wheel.

If you can't die, it will also reduce the luck of any big businessman.

Can't reduce the luck of Dashang, Guangchengzi, how could they extradite their True Spirit, the Conferred Gods!

The old lady was so anxious that she didn't catch her breath, and passed out on the spot.

Shooting yourself in the foot · Really tragic scene.

"Duanjun, you are taking revenge and killing Zhongliang! Even if I die, I will not let you succeed!" The first minister gritted his teeth. When he was young, he also cultivated the way of martial arts. Although it was abandoned later, he was emotionally Under extreme fluctuations, it just ignited.

The rope, which was as thick as a bamboo stick, was torn apart by the swollen muscles, and the minister raised his hand and was about to commit suicide.

Right now, the Conferred Gods cause designation is a failure.

Since ancient times, it is normal to win and lose.

But he would rather die than suffer that crime in the mine.

However, he seems to have forgotten.

Before the Baiyujie, there are many ministers who can cultivate and have never been abandoned.

Huang Feihu, the king of Wucheng of Zhenguo, snorted coldly, his feet stopped, and the whole person appeared in front of him like a teleportation.

Under the pressure of the big hand, any careful thinking and small calculation of the minister became a joke.

The suppression was suppressed, but Huang Feihu's movements did not stop. With a stomping of his feet, the first eunuch of the big businessman was born.

"Master Liu, why do you rush to die? You should keep your wrecked body and go to Tangshan to fight for Dashang Mining." Huang Feihu glanced coldly at the audience, he was also a vengeful man.

These people dared to assassinate his beloved nephew.

Daddy's nephew can also be killed by you!

If Yin Ze dies, my family's five-color cow's meal ticket will be gone.

The daddy's capital to take a concubine hasn't been saved enough, whoever moves Yin Ze, I'll get it!

After seeing Huang Feihu's extremely ferocious cut off son Juesun's feet, the rest of the people were all honest.

Going to the mines and suffering is scary enough, if that thing gets trampled again...

It's chilling to think about.

However, Huang Feihu's revenge is far from over.

Let this person suffer in the mines, tortured to the end of the life wheel, and the end of the human race's life wheel is only a mere two hundred years.

"Your Majesty, there is a pot of nectar brewed from Innate Spiritual Roots in my family, which has the miraculous effect of continuing the life wheel of the human race. The minister is willing to give it to the pillars of the country such as Taifu, so that they can dedicate more to the big merchants in the mines for a hundred years. ." Huang Feihu said loudly.

"Okay, King Wucheng has his mind. If that's the case, I'll give you the task of escorting them to Tangshan and supervising the mining. Remember, they are all my beloved ministers and my heart. Don't be tired. Every day, everyone can dig a thousand jins for me with bare hands. If you don't dig enough, King Wu Cheng, you must not... stab with a knife, whip with a whip, irrigate with feces and water, and use a scorpion. Grinding your bones!" Di Xin said meaningfully, and Huang Feihu took the lead with a grin.

Damn people, not dead, but punished more severely than death.

Chaoge's ban was lifted, and Yin Ze often sighed with relief when he learned of Di Xin's handling.

It's fine if you don't kill those ministers, and it's fine if you don't.

"Brother Shou, wise!" Yin Ze felt that Di Xin was getting smarter and smarter. It would be more fun to let them suffer in the mines, which is more useful than killing them.

As long as people don't die, the luck of the big business nation will not be affected. In the future, as long as the talents are promoted as soon as possible, and the vacancies of these people are filled in the court, that is, there will be no sequelae.

That is, the security of Dashang's national transportation is preserved, and the revenge of being assassinated is solved. Anyway, Yin Ze finds it quite enjoyable.

But what Yin Ze didn't know was that it was above his house at this time.

There were two big evangelists looking at him up and down with burning eyes.

Last night, after seeing the dharma image of the human race's luck, Guangcheng Zichi raised the importance of Yin Ze by countless levels in his heart.

A prince born from a mere concubine will not even have the qualifications to inherit the throne in the future. How can he be able to make the king willing to share the luck of his own three-person clan to him?

This is a treatment that even Yin Jiao, the Prince of the Great Merchant, could not enjoy.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, so after Chaoge's blockade is over, Chan teaches the two great Golden Immortals, and immediately sneaks over to study Yin Ze.

Seeing this, they both felt that Yin Ze was unusual.

First of all, it is the dragon maid of the Ozawa family.

Regarding Shancai's identity, at this time Chaoge, except for Di Xin, who can eavesdrop on Yin Ze's voice, other people don't know at all, this peach blossom eye, a peerless beauty with a world-class glamorous body, turned out to be a Pure dragon.

But Guangchengzi and Chi Jing are not ordinary people, let alone the Cultivation Base of Immemorial Golden Immortal, even if there is no Cultivation Base, they are very familiar with the breath of the dragon race.

Their younger brother, the real Yellow Dragon in the Twelve Immortals of Yuxu, is an evil dragon. They have been with the real Yellow Dragon for thousands of years, and at a glance, they can see the footsteps of good fortune.

The pure-blooded dragon family is still a rare glazed dragon, and it is so young. Looking at the prehistoric times, the only person who fits its identity is the Little Princess of the East China Sea Dragon Clan.

A prince from a big businessman can make the Pearl of the Dragon King of the East China Sea willing to be a slave and a servant. This is a very abnormal thing in itself.

"There are a lot of secrets on this kid." Out of curiosity, Guangchengzi began to calculate Yin Ze with his fingers. He wanted to calculate what Yin Ze had done in the past.

But the more he counted, the more shocked he was, actually is not he counted, he was shocked because he couldn't count it!

Guangchengzi was shocked. In this world, there are not many human races who can escape his calculations.

"Hey, wait for me to contact Senior Brother Nanji Xianweng." The head of the twelve immortals of the dignified Yuxu couldn't even count a mortal. Guangchengzi was upset, but he had no choice but to burn the talisman and contact Chanjiao, who was good at calculating it. Dao's Antarctic fairy.

Can……

Yuxu Palace, Antarctica Immortal Weng scratched his brain awkwardly.

"Yin Ze is so foggy that he can't even count me."

The Antarctic Immortal Weng is interested. In the past, there was only Di Xin in the human race that he couldn't even count.

However, even he can't be counted as Yin Ze, so looking at the whole teaching, I'm afraid that the only way to do it is to ask Saint to do it.

Antarctica Xianweng thought about it for a long time, Yin Ze is in a big business, and it is related to the amount of Conferred Gods, so he can't tolerate the slightest sloppy, Saint, should you invite him or not.