Painting the Ruthless Tyrant of the Rivers and Lakes

"Is this impossible?" Mrs. Zhang sat down on the ground in shock.

The five Yan Jun and Black and White Wuchang beside them all sneered, Shi Yao and Zhong Xiaokui had cold eyes in their eyes.

"Good job, I don't like that person who is neither human nor ghost." Zhu Wen paused, and said slowly: "Youwen, after a hundred years, the throne will naturally be yours. Why are you so anxious?"

Zhu Youwen grinned and said, "That's up to you, ha!" After saying that, he leaped onto the dragon couch, Jiuyou Yin Qi shot out like a sharp sword, and hit Zhu Wen's mouth, blood spattered in the air.

Boom!Zhu Wen fell to the ground, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and said in disbelief, "Nizi, how dare you kill your father?" He tilted his head and died completely.

Shi Yao was secretly startled, "The King of Ghosts is so murderous that he even dared to kill his own father. From now on, we must never annoy him, and we must obey everything."

I'm a counterfeit, not your real son, and I don't have the slightest burden to kill you, old ghost, die with peace of mind, I will sit on your throne for you, haha.

With Zhu Wen's death in sight, Mrs. Zhang cried out in terror, "You fake..."

Before she could speak, Zhu Youwen pinched her chin, unable to speak anymore, her eyes were full of fear and pleading.

Zhu Youwen touched Zhang's round chest and upright buttocks with his left hand twice, but shook his head regretfully, "It's a pity for such a good skin, it's a pity..."

"Woooo..." Mrs. Zhang shook her head desperately, tears streaming down her eyes, she misjudged the horror of the person in front of her.

"Unfortunately, you know too much," Zhu Youwen clenched his right hand, and with a click, Zhang's neck was broken in two, and the beauty died tragically.

Her eyeballs almost popped out, and she fell to the ground. Before she died, she didn't know whose hands she died in. Wasn't he a fake?How could it suddenly become so powerful?

After killing the two of them, Zhu Youwen stepped on Zhu Wen's body and sat on the dragon floor, Xuanming taught everyone to worship the ground quickly.

"See Your Majesty."

"Kill all the people in the palace who saw us coming in, regardless of gender," Zhu Youwen sternly said.

Black and white impermanence is so frightening, with a strong evil spirit, this is the unparalleled, cruel and domineering ghost king.

"Yan Jun takes orders," the five Yan Jun said in unison, and rushed out.

In a blink of an eye, the Jiaolan Palace turned into a sea of ​​blood, and there were screams everywhere, but Shi Yao and Zhong Xiaokui stood beside Zhu Youwen, unmoved at all.

"Ding, the host kills innocent people indiscriminately, is cruel and ruthless, and the tyrant's value is +2000 points." The system said.

Haha, Lao Tzu is a tyrant, these people just blamed bad luck for seeing me enter the Jiaolan Palace.

"Decree, King Liang was killed by Emperor Hades. I have killed Emperor Hades to avenge him. The country cannot live without a king for a day. From now on, I will ascend the throne as king and call myself Zhen," Zhu Youwen said domineeringly.

Ascending to the throne as a king, it is natural to be justified, and it would be best to blame all the sins on the dead Emperor Hades. As for whether others believe it or not, what does it matter?

Those who believe in him will live, and those who do not believe will be killed.

"Yes, master," the black and white Wuchang said excitedly, and turned to convey.

Shi Yao stepped forward, massaged Zhu Youwen, and said: "The master will soon be the emperor, don't you know this harem?"

"Haha," Zhu Youwen smiled, hooked Shi Yao's chin, and said frivolously, "What? Is it so impatient? Don't worry, there must be a seat for you in the harem. If you want to escape, I won't let you."

"Your Majesty," Shi Yao smiled charmingly, taking the opportunity to lean into Zhu Youwen's arms.

Zhong Xiaokui gritted her teeth tightly, feeling sour in her heart, such a vixen, Shi Yao, is too shameless to be so unrestrained, "Hmph!"

Looking at the sulking Zhong Xiaokui, Zhu Youwen stretched out his hand and embraced her, hugging her left and right, "Xiaokui, are you jealous?"

"No, no, Xiaokui is happy for the king," Zhong Xiaokui said shyly.

Shi Yao waved her hand, "It's so sour, I can smell it."

"You..." Zhong Xiaokui was very angry, but she didn't know how to refute. She was not as shameless as Shi Yao, but the king's embrace was really warm and reassuring.

Zhu Youwen held down the back of Zhong Xiaokui's head, and kissed her tenderly. Her lips were a little cold, but they warmed up very quickly, and the taste was sweet and greasy with fragrance.

Zhong Xiaokui's eyes widened suddenly, the king was so domineering, Xiaokui was so happy, and she closed her eyes happily, enjoying it.

"Xiaokui, don't worry, I won't favor one person over another."

There were shouts of killing everywhere in the Jiaolan Palace, and at this moment, the General Wang's residence in the city came to report urgently, "General, it's not good, something happened to the Jiaolan Palace, and there was blood everywhere."

"What?" Wang Yanzhang, with a bearded face and a vicissitudes of life, threw the concubine in his arms to the ground in shock, and said angrily, "What happened?"

He is Wang Yanzhang, nicknamed Wang Tieqiang, the number one general in Daliang, who holds the military power and is deeply trusted. Ben was resting at home. This sudden change made him extremely astonished.

"The Xuanming sect's imperial palaces were slaughtered indiscriminately, resulting in countless casualties," said the family general.

"Oops, Your Majesty," Wang Yanzhang was shocked, "Count the soldiers and horses, and follow me to Jiaolan Hall to escort them."

"Decree," the general hurriedly said.

In a hurry, Wang Yanzhang assembled hundreds of elite soldiers and charged straight to Jiaolan Hall. Although there were not many of them, they were all the top ten soldiers. Even if they met martial arts masters, they would die.

Gathered outside the palace, Wang Yanzhang held an iron spear and roared angrily, "Come in, King Qin."

"Come on."

At this moment, the gate slowly opened, and Zhu Youwen came slowly, wearing a dragon robe, under the guard of Xuanming Cultists.

"General Wang, please stay safe."

Chapter 16

The evil ghosts and stern faces of the Xuanming Sect are vicious, and the notorious black and white impermanence, also like a kitten, follows Zhu Youwen respectfully, and the dragon robe on his body shocked Wang Yanzhang.

"Second Highness, what do you mean by wearing a dragon robe? Where's your majesty?" Wang Yanzhang asked.

"Bold, why don't you kneel down when you see His Majesty?" Chang Haoling shouted.