The strongest shuttle system

He stepped onto the throne, "Xuan, let Uncle Bigan come to see Gu! His account should be settled!"

Uncle Bigan received the order from the palace in the mansion, took a few steps back, slammed into the pillar heavily, and his back was dripping with sweat.

"Uncle Bigan, please. Don't keep His Majesty waiting."

The official way of guarding the decree.

Holding the handle of the knife in his hand, he looked at Uncle Bigan with piercing eyes.

It seemed that as long as Uncle Bigan refused to go, he would draw his sword and face each other.

"You can't go, my lord." Uncle Bigan's confidant repeatedly persuaded him.

"We will protect you and kill you. The faint king is bound by saints, so you can't make a move. We can definitely kill you."

Uncle Bigan was moved.

Compared with going to the palace to accept an unknown fate, Uncle Biqian is more willing to fight out.

Although he was sure that Bai Wuxia begged King Zhou to spare his life, but when the situation came to an end, he became suspicious.

What if Bai Wuxia loved vanity and didn't beg King Zhou to spare his life?

And what if, King Zhou broke his promise and refused to admit his debt after eating it clean?

At this moment, he regretted it.

He is more inclined to fight out.

However, it was too late.

In order to let King Zhou spare his life, he paid too much, too much.

Watching the future princess Bai Wuxia pray to King Zhou

After paying so much, Uncle Bigan changed his mind at a critical moment.

"we kill"

If I had known this, why bother.

If he had known earlier, he would not have let Bai Wuxia pray to the faint king.

Uncle Bigan's heart is cut like a knife, and his exquisite heart is not enough.

Just as he was about to say the next few words, an aunt whose waistline was almost as tall as her height ran up.

"Sir, come back soon."

"Don't be impulsive."

Uncle Bigan hurriedly took three steps and made two steps, and got into the carriage prepared by the guard.

The carriage started, and Uncle Bigan poked his head out.

"My lady, I'll vomit if I go and go because of my husband!"

When they came to the palace, Uncle Bigan saw Lin Fan sitting on the throne.

He only felt that Lin Fan's figure was extremely tall, and just sitting down, there was a tremendous pressure on him.

Pfft!

Uncle Bigan couldn't control himself, and knelt down in front of Lin Fan.

The moment he knelt down, he saw a person sitting beside Lin Fan.

White and flawless.

The sound of knees hitting the ground was so pleasant that Uncle Bigan was too ashamed to raise his head.

"The guilty minister, Bigan, kowtow to His Majesty!" Uncle Bigan threw himself on the ground.

"Get up. Come, give me a seat!" Lin Fan said.

Immediately, someone brought Bigan a chair.

"Tell me where you went wrong?"

To Lin Fan, Uncle Bigan is just an ant, he can be killed if he wants to, and whether he kills or stays depends on his mood.

"The guilty minister doesn't know where he is wrong. Everything the criminal minister does is for the sake of great business."

"No, everything you did was just for yourself. It was just an excuse to cover your ambitions with dignity. Since, you never repent. Come, drag it out. Cut it off."

Lin Fan's eyes turned cold.

He hates those shameless people who have become traitors and think they are saving the country with curves.

It's nothing more than a true curve to save the country.

The problem is no.

"Your Majesty, you said you would spare his life."

Bai Wuxia hurriedly said, not to visit Emperor Bigan.

Uncle Bigan disappointed her terribly.

"Alright, it's up to Concubine Ai. Spare his life alone, but it depends on his luck."

Lin Fandao looked at Uncle Bigan and put on Bing Leng again.

"For the sake of selfishness, disregarding the overall situation, disregarding the life and death of thousands of big merchants, and disregarding the sacrifice of frontline soldiers. When the big merchants were fighting with the Tianting Allied Forces, they planned to ascend the throne and become emperor, but let go of Xibohougu's good uncle. Curious, is your heart black or heartless."

"Come here, drag Uncle Huang down. Take out his heart, I want to see if he has a heart, and whether his heart is dark. Don't worry, I promise to let you go, as long as you don't have a heart, you can live."

Bai Wuxia was about to kneel down and beg, but Lin Fan grabbed her hand and didn't make her kneel down.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me! The guilty minister really has no second thoughts!"

Uncle Bigan begged bitterly and was dragged out of the hall.

"Your Majesty, the guilty minister is loyal to the big merchants and to the enemy, and has no second thoughts."

On the way to Xingtai, his voice cried blood.

If you can tell a loyal minister by his voice, Uncle Bigan at this time is definitely a loyal minister through the ages.