I went to the temple after traveling through time, and he turned out to be a monk!

Those people approached Meng Yu step by step with an aggressive attitude.

Meng Yu refused to give in, "I told you that Meng Ying cannot die! Do you want to resist the decree?"

They pointed at Meng Yu's nose and said, "It's not a matter of whether you can resist or not! Meng Ying is alive, can you still do it as an emperor?"

No matter what, Meng Yu is also an emperor in name only. If they point their noses and talk like this, the so-called Tian family's face is really gone.

Meng Yu glared angrily, his eyes filled with majesty.

It's just that this is a majesty that only he himself acknowledges.

Meng Yu glared at the minister who was forcing him to submit, and said in a deep voice, "You ask me if I can succeed as an emperor?"

"I will tell you today! I, Meng Yu, am the emperor of the Chen Kingdom. If you don't obey my will today, I will kill all nine of your tribes."

"What is the emperor? The emperor is the one who keeps his word. If I want Meng Ying to live today, he cannot die!"

"If he dies, who am I to be the emperor?"

"Whose Chen Kingdom is Chen Kingdom?"

"As long as this country's surname is Meng one day, don't even think about laying a finger on him!"

Meng Yu's words are very important, and he has an obsession that he has never had in his life.

What kind of emperor is a puppet?

A flash of lightning suddenly lit up in the sky, followed by a roar of thunder, accompanied by billowing dark clouds that seemed to engulf the world.

Meng Yu suddenly pulled out the Emperor's Sword from his waist, and the sword made a clanging sound, accompanied by a buzzing sound.

The black armored guards surrounding him also unsheathed their swords along with him. The person holding the spear and halberd pointed the tip of the spear at the minister, and the spear and halberd drew out streaks of silver light.

He took a big step forward, "You guys, stand down! Those who resist the order will be killed without mercy!"

Everyone was frightened by his momentum and took a step back.

He took another step forward, pointed the Emperor's Sword at those who refused to give in, "Back off!"

Meng Yu kept moving forward, and the black-armored guards followed suit, and everyone was frightened back a step.

The area left for Meng Ying was constantly expanding, but the small courtyard was too small and there were too many people. Without taking a few steps back, everyone was forced into a corner.

"Your Majesty, think twice." Someone advised.

"Back off!" Meng Yu shouted angrily.

Seeing that they had retreated to the corner and had no way out, several important ministers stopped.

You can't leave the small courtyard and let Meng Yuzhen let Meng Ying go.

There was another burst of lightning and thunder in the sky. After the thunder subsided, it suddenly began to rain heavily. The rain seemed to have poked a hole in the sky and poured down like a waterfall.

No one can see each other's expressions clearly.

"Hey."

Suddenly a long sigh came from the rain, and Meng Yu didn't even know who was sighing.

"Your Majesty, it's raining. I advise you to go back early to avoid damaging the dragon's body."

The voice was familiar and mocking.

Meng Yu shouted, "Please Zhuo Qing go back first!"

"Your Majesty, go back first!" Someone else echoed, with a tone that left no room for doubt.

"Hey, Your Majesty, why are you doing this? Isn't it good to be an emperor?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, if you really want to talk about it, you have to call me uncle."

As if he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, the other party's atmosphere relaxed and he actually started to make jokes.

"If your uncles hadn't protected you, would you have become the emperor?"

The person opposite actually laughed, "Hehehe, yes, although His Majesty was naughty when he was a child, he was an obedient child. How did he become like this now?"

"Yes, your uncles will be embarrassed if you are raised like this!" The man in the rain said in a relaxed tone while adjusting the wide sleeves on his wrists.

Meng Yu's eyes turned red, "Stop talking nonsense! Everyone, please come back!"

Meng Xuan had been watching, but at this moment he suddenly laughed, "Second brother, what do you think? Isn't Meng Ying always your hatred?"

"Meng Xuan! Your surname is Meng! The three of us are brothers! We are brothers!" Meng Yu shouted.

"Blood brothers? How can we talk about brothers in the royal family?" Meng Xuan suddenly yelled.

While yelling manically, he drew his sword and walked towards Meng Ying step by step.

Meng Yu realized his intention and was furious. He quickly moved the sword from his left hand to his right hand and pierced Meng Xuan's chest with his backhand sword.

Meng Xuan did not expect such a scene. How dare he, Meng Yu, didn't he always hate Meng Ying the most?

Until the moment he lay down, Meng Xuan's eyes were filled with disbelief.

Meng Yu suddenly pulled out the sword from Meng Xuan's chest, and the blood was instantly washed away by the rain, "I said it! Kill without mercy!"

Seeing that Meng Xuan was stabbed to death with a sword, Meng Xuan's men were confused for a moment, looking at each other at a loss.

This scene made everyone in the Zhuo family a little confused. Just this sword, the sword that stabbed their brother, made them understand Meng Yu's determination.

This Meng Yu, like Emperor Jingde, is no longer a sleeping puppet.

Wei Liang stared blankly at all this happening, dumbfounded.

The Meng Yu he knew was by no means such a person. King Xuan had now turned against him and had already become an accomplice of the Zhuo family.

As long as Meng Yu still loves the Zhuo family, he should not touch Meng Xuan.

Although Meng Yu behaves erratically on weekdays, he is very obedient to the Zhuo family.

Wei Liang really didn't know that this dragon chair had such magical power and that a person could become like this in just two years.

Wei Liang moved closer to where Meng Ying was lying, and despite his poor skills, he still tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword in his hand.

Someone from the Zhuo family clicked their tongue, "Hey, Your Majesty, you!"

"Your Majesty, please know that you cannot keep a dog that has bitten someone, as it will hurt someone."

The speaker sighed and shook his head in the rain, "Hey, my uncle wanted to see you enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth, but you insist on pretending to be an emperor."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and then suddenly lowered his hand, "Kill the traitor Meng Ying!".

With an order, the guards rushed towards Meng Ying, and people from several directions began to attack the black-armored guards with precision.

For a moment, the small courtyard was in a ball, and countless blood was washed away by the heavy rain, like a blood-stained river.

Wei Liang took the opportunity to drag Meng Ying to the corner, looking left and right to find a way out.

Meng Yu came in a hurry and did not make detailed arrangements, so the Black Armored Guards were outnumbered.

Meng Yu was forced to retreat, but he still stood up in front of Meng Ying.

Wei Liang spoke from behind the mask of the black armored guard, "Your Majesty, run away quickly, they are going to rebel!"

Meng Yu heard the sound and breathed a sigh of relief. He said, "Wei Liang, support him and retreat with me."

Wei Liang and his dead men supported Meng Ying and followed closely behind Meng Yu.

Meng Yu's bright yellow clothes looked so bright in this dark environment.

He protected Meng Ying step by step and slowly moved to the entrance of the small courtyard.

After all, he was an emperor, and his subordinates did not dare to make mistakes, and the person they wanted to kill was Meng Ying.

So a bunch of people were holding weapons, but they didn't dare to step forward.

"Meng Yu, let go of Meng Ying, you can still be the emperor!"

Meng Yu turned his back and gestured to Wei Liang, telling them to run away quickly.

Wei Liang made eye contact with the dead soldiers around him, pointed out a way to escape, and in an instant, tiptoeing to the ground, he rushed towards a dark alley with all his strength.

Meng Yu gritted his teeth tightly and roared in a low voice, "I want Meng Ying to live!"

The air was stagnant for a moment, leaving only heavy rain and strong winds.

"In that case, then you are useless!"

In an instant, all the hesitating guards received clear instructions that they were going to kill the king.

Accompanied by bursts of courageous roars, a brave man thrust his sword into Meng Yu's chest.

Meng Yu stood up and pushed forward again.

"I am the emperor, you have no words to joke about!" he roared.

Someone was going to chase Meng Ying. He turned around and raised his hand to wipe his neck. The few black armored guards beside him also blocked the entrance to the alley.

"I am the emperor, and I want Meng Ying to live!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained his bright yellow dragon robe in circles.

Countless arrows came again, piercing into Meng Yu's chest one by one.

Meng Yu led the remaining black-armored guards with fierce momentum and refused to give in, just for the sake of saying, "You have no joke."

Until he falls.

But no one in this world regards him as an emperor anymore.