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

Qin Wan: "Beixiang battlefield? Are you pretending to be the old wizard in Beixiang?"

"Well, it doesn't hurt to tell you now that I am about to die. Yes, I am the Beixiang Wizard, and I am also the Imperial Master of Dayue!"

As Zhu Cihou was speaking, he suddenly jumped up and grabbed Qin Wan's slender neck, his eyes full of bloodthirsty madness:

"You little bastard, when you killed my son Yan Gu, did you ever think about what would happen today?"

"Wanwan!"

Chen Yunzhi screamed in panic.

"You damned bastard, let my sister go."

Qin Jingnian cursed loudly.

"If you can cure my poison, I will fight you one-on-one."

"Haha," Zhu Cihou sneered and slowly let go of Qin Wan's neck:

"Keep your life for now, and let my son take care of you himself."

Qin Wan coughed twice, and after recovering from the shock, she asked:

"Your son Yan Gu? Who is your son? Dao Yin?"

From Zhu Cihou's expression, Qin Wan knew the truth, Daoyin was indeed his son.

"Oh, just wait and see how my son kills you, and stay here well."

Zhu Cihou no longer paid attention to Qin Wan, stood up and walked towards the emperor.

The emperor stared at Zhu Cihou who was walking towards him step by step with a gloomy face, "Head of the Changsheng Sect, what do you want to do?"

"What?" Zhu Cihou said proudly, "Of course, I want to take the four countries into my pocket. From now on, this world will belong to me, Zhu Cihou!"

"Bah, you are dreaming. Even if you kill me today and everyone in the palace, you will never be able to take over the world. The millions of people in Dayue will never let you go.

You are a cult leader, a lone man, and you still want to get involved in the four countries and unify the world. It is simply a foolish dream, wishful thinking! "

The emperor endured the pain in his body and spoke a long string of words in one breath, gasping for breath from exhaustion.

Zhu Cihou was not angry, but said to the emperor with great interest:

"You said that the Changsheng Sect is a cult? Haha, I am alone?

Then you can see whether the Changsheng Sect is a cult and whether I am a lone man!"

After he finished speaking, he stood on the platform and turned to face everyone in the hall.

He took out a jade box from his arms, opened it, and found the rejuvenation pill that Ning Yin had taken before.

"I will give you a chance today. If you don't want to die, join my Changsheng Sect.

As long as you are a member of the Changsheng Sect, you will have the opportunity to obtain the Rejuvenation Pill that can keep your youth forever."

The crystal clear rejuvenation pill attracted everyone's attention. Some people's eyes flashed and their minds moved slightly.

Seeing this, Zhu Cihou curled up the corner of his mouth into a sarcastic smile, and his eyes became more and more proud.

"I have dozens of numbers. Please show me those who are willing to join the Changsheng Sect. I will guarantee your lives.

Not only that, you will also be my right-hand man in governing the world in the future.

I have started counting.

one…….

two……."

As Zhu Cihou counted down each number, people who were afraid of death raised their hands.

But this number is only a small number. Zhu Cihou frowned, somewhat dissatisfied:

"This is the last count. If you don't make a statement, your last chance to survive will be gone."

Everyone remained silent, staring at Zhu Cihou angrily.

"five……."

When the last number fell, only a very few people raised their hands.

"Hahaha, hahaha," the emperor was very satisfied with this situation and ruthlessly mocked Zhu Cihou:

"Hellish leader of the Changsheng Cult, do you think that all the people of Dayue are cowards like you?

Hahaha, good, good, they are all good ministers and good people of Dayue, haha…."

The emperor's triumphant laughter came to an abrupt end.

Just because a figure suddenly struggled to rush to the platform, and knelt down in front of Zhu Cihou with a plop.

"Master, Master, I don't want to die. I am willing to join the Changsheng Sect. Please spare my life, Master."

The man kept kowtowing and praying.

The emperor could no longer laugh and stared at the man with a gloomy expression.

Zhu Cihou, however, changed his previous dissatisfaction and looked at the emperor calmly.

“Hahaha, is this a good descendant of your Xiao family? Huh?”

"Xiao Anzheng, you are a rebellious son!"

The emperor roared, and Xiao An, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled subconsciously.

"Father, don't blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being incompetent and being tricked by your own mother.

If the Empress Dowager hadn't poisoned all of us, how could we be so passive? "

The Fourth Prince is right but still confident.

The angry emperor cursed:

"Shut up, she is not my biological mother, she is a running dog of the Changsheng Cult!"

The emperor turned his angry eyes to the Empress Dowager Cixi.

The latter just gave the emperor a mocking smile.

Being betrayed by his mother and son one after another, the emperor felt as if there was a lump in his chest, unable to breathe, and his face turned ashen.

Zhu Cihou was happy when the emperor was humiliated.

"Hahaha, good, good, Fourth Prince, a man of insight is a wise man. You have good vision. Don't worry, I will not treat you unfairly.

As for the others…”

Zhu Cihou's cold eyes swept across the faces of the others, and finally landed on the Qin family:

"Let's start with the Qin family and die."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Yi handed over a long knife with great tact.

Zhu Cihou held the long sword and looked at Ning Yin:

"Ayin, our son's physical body died at the hands of that stinky boy and that stinky girl. Do you want to avenge your son yourself?"

Ning Yin shot a sharp look at Qin Wan and Qin Jingnian, snatched the long knife from Zhu Cihou's hand, and walked towards the brother and sister.

"Wait a minute," Qin Wan suddenly shouted:

"Saint, before I die, I have a question about true love that I would like you to answer for me."

Ning Yin stopped, stared at Qin Wan coldly and uttered one word:

"explain."

"Hehe, thank you Saint, you are such a good person."

Ning Yin is impatient:

"Stop talking nonsense and speak quickly."

"Oh, alright."

Qin Wan asked seriously:

"This Zhu, Zhu, Zhu what is it is your husband, right?"

Qin Wan deliberately looked in the direction of Zhu Cihou and deliberately prolonged the sound of the word Zhu, making it sound like pig, pig, pig.

Zhu Ci had a thick and dark face.

Qin Wan quickly continued:

"I just heard from the Saint's husband that you two got married secretly for true love, regardless of the rules and dignity of the royal family and the Saint's lineage.

You two must be truly in love, right?"

Zhu Cihou was somewhat displeased when he heard the words "secret marriage", but his expression eased when he heard the next sentence.

Without waiting for Ning Yin to answer, he said:

"Ning Yin and I are naturally in love with each other."

As he said this, he took a few steps forward, held Ning Yin's hand, and looked at her lovingly.

Ning Yin looked at the two people holding hands and said nothing.

Qin Wan seemed to have discovered something interesting. She looked at the Empress Dowager on the platform and said excitedly:

“If it’s true love, what’s up with that woman?

But I heard that Mingao is the son of that woman and Zhu.

Saint, you were with someone else and gave birth to a bastard. Is your husband really your true love?"