The whole family traveled through time and became the wronged species, collectively going crazy and

Someone exclaimed:

"It's really the National Master. The National Master is really a bad guy. Oh my God!"

"Why is Dayue's Imperial Master holding the Saintess of Nanzhao? Are they actually in the same group?"

"That's not right. Don't you think it's wrong? More than ten years have passed, why is the Imperial Master still so young? What kind of monster is he?"

.......

Various exclamations continued.

Everyone felt that they had never experienced as much stimulation as they did today in their lives.

Especially the Minister of Works of Dayue, in his heart the Imperial Master was like a god.

Even though Mr. Dong Kuo's "The Story of the Evil" had exposed the so-called evil deeds of the National Master some time ago, the Minister of Works did not completely believe it.

But at this moment, when he saw the Imperial Master again, the last bit of trust that the Minister of Works had in the Imperial Master collapsed.

Woo woo woo woo….

The moment King Nanzhao saw the saint girl, he struggled to crawl over as if he had seen his savior.

"Saint, Saint, please save me. I don't want to die, Saint."

Prince Nanzhao struggled to grab Ning Yin's skirt, but was kicked away by Zhu Cihou.

"roll!"

Prince Nanzhao was already suffering from unbearable abdominal pain, and was kicked several meters away by Zhu Cihou, grimacing in pain.

Ning Yin watched indifferently as King Nanzhao was kicked away.

King Nanzhao couldn't believe that the saint whom he had always respected would ignore him.

She also let a wild man who came out of nowhere kick her.

The King of Nanzhao was so angry that he forgot the pain in his body and accused Ning Yin harshly:

"Saintess, are you going to watch them die without helping them and disregard the lives of the people of Nanzhao for the sake of a wild man?

How can you be worthy of your ancestors of the Nanzhao Saint Lady lineage?

Don’t forget that the mission of the Nanzhao Saints of all generations is to protect the people of Nanzhao!

Have you forgotten your mission?"

When the envoys from Nanzhao saw that their king was treated like this, and that the Saint had tacitly approved of such treatment, they all glared at Ning Yin.

"Heh," Zhu Cihou suddenly sneered, "Ning Yin, how about I kill those idiots from Nanzhao first to cheer you up?"

Ning Yin frowned and said nothing.

“Ning Yin, don’t forget how the Nanzhao royal family forced us more than 60 years ago. Don’t be soft-hearted towards them anymore.

This corrupt, selfish royal family should have been destroyed long ago."

Zhu Cihou's words reveal a lot of information.

More than sixty years ago, these two people looked to be in their twenties. Could it be that they have lived for more than sixty years?

No, it should be longer than sixty years.

"You, you, what kind of monsters are you?"

Someone asked tremblingly.

Zhu Cihou now has the overall situation in control and is interested in answering everyone's questions.

"Tsk, I just took a rejuvenation pill to keep my youth forever, how come you guys make me a monster? You are such ignorant mortals."

"The rejuvenation pill, this is the rejuvenation pill that Saint Nan Zhao took out! It can actually keep a person's youthful appearance forever!"

When King Nanzhao heard that the saint's name was Ning Yin and these words from more than sixty years ago, he frowned slightly and fell into memories.

Suddenly his eyes widened, and he pointed at Ning Yin and shouted in disbelief:

"Saint Ning Yin! Are you the Saint Ning Yin who was executed by the royal family and the Saint lineage more than 60 years ago for having an affair with a man outside her family?"

"Yes, it's me."

Ning Yin took off the veil on her face, and a cold and beautiful face appeared in front of everyone.

"You, you, you look exactly like the portrait of Saint Ning Yin enshrined in the Saint's Shrine. You really are Saint Ning Yin!"

King Nanzhao swallowed hard, as if he had thought of something terrible.

"You are still alive, so you have been the Saint of Nanzhao all these years?"

At the end of his speech, King Nanzhao's voice was trembling slightly.

Ning Yin's cold face showed no expression: "Yes, it's me too."

At this point, there's nothing bad to say.

Without waiting for King Nanzhao to continue asking, Ning Yin took the initiative to answer King Nanzhao's questions:

“I have killed all the royal children who have married the Saint in recent years. The Saint Husband you have seen is him in disguise.

In order to prevent others from shaking my position as the Saint, he and I killed all the other members of the Saint's lineage."

Ning Yin pointed at Zhu Cihou beside her.

King Nanzhao felt both fear and anger.

"You, Ning Yin, you killed the lineage of the Saint and the royal family for a wild man. You are simply insane! There is no cure!

How could our ancestors let you two live like a scourge?!"

"Tsk tsk, you're wrong," Zhu Cihou said calmly:

"It wasn't your ancestors who kept us alive, it was Ning Yin and I who survived with great difficulty.

Also, I am not a wild man. Ning Yin and I are in love with each other.

It is the corrupt rule of your royal family and the lineage of the Saint that requires intermarriage that has persecuted Ning Yin and I, the lovers.

In order to comply with your rules and interests, you force lovers to separate and even kill us.

The one who is hopelessly crazy is you, the Nanzhao royal family!"

As Zhu Cihou spoke, he thought of the past and a hint of anger appeared in his eyes.

He walked slowly up to King Nanzhao and looked down at him.

King Nanzhao suppressed the fear in his heart and glared at Zhu Cihou angrily.

Zhu Cihou smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes:

"Any questions? If not, go to hell!"

As he spoke, a dagger flew out from his sleeve and stabbed straight into King Nanzhao's heart.

King Nanzhao didn't expect to die like this. Before he died, he stared at Zhu Cihou with wide eyes.

Do not look down.

Zhu Cihou kicked away the dead body of King Nanzhao.

"Don't be afraid of being alone. Soon I will send everyone from the Nanzhao royal family to accompany you on your journey."

No one in the hall expected Zhu Cihou to suddenly kill someone.

Everyone looked at this scene in horror.

Madman, this person is a complete madman.

Throughout the whole process, Ning Yin said nothing and tacitly approved Zhu Cihou's act of killing King Nanzhao.

The Nanzhao envoy shouted in grief and anger:

"Ning Yin, you are an accomplice to the evil, you are not worthy of being the Saint of Nanzhao, I curse you, I curse you to die a miserable death!"

Ning Yin stood there quietly, not moved at all, as if the envoy from Nanzhao was not cursing her.

Zhu Cihou gave Yuan Yi a look, and the latter understood, picked up his knife and went forward to chop down all the envoys from Nanzhao.

After a few "swish" sounds of the knives, the cursing in the hall stopped, leaving only the smell of blood in the hall.

There was fear and resentment in everyone's eyes.

After a few "bangs", Yuan Yi tied up the Qin family members and threw them in front of Zhu Cihou.

"Master, all the Qin family members are here."

The Qin family members were thrown to the ground and could not move at all.

Seeing his opponent, who had repeatedly ruined his plans in the past, now in this state, Zhu Cihou laughed triumphantly.

"Haha, Qin family, you have come to this day!"

Zhu Cihou squatted down and met Qin Wan's cold eyes. Zhu Cihou raised his eyebrows:

"Little girl, aren't you very capable? You were so powerful when you injured me in the Beixiang battlefield, why aren't you powerful now?"