The Emperor Summoning System

At this time, the City Lord's Mansion, the Government Affairs Office.

The two factions of officials confront each other clearly.

One group is headed by Yang Dao, who is in the presence of the old god and resting with his eyes closed, and densely packed officials occupy most of the government affairs hall.

The other faction is headed by Lan Ziang, Zhao Lang and others, but behind them are only a few officials, who are relatively young and have less right to speak.

Zhao Lang, you keep saying that the Fujun asked you to come back to dispatch troops, but he himself led people into Leiwu's territory?

Behind Yang Dao, a middle-aged official stood up and asked aggressively.

I just came back to dispatch troops under the order of the Fujun, and I don't know the rest! You guys are united to resist the long history and disrespect, do you want to wait for the Fujun to come back and be liquidated one by one?!

Zhao Lang spoke sternly, and fought back without showing any weakness.

Lan Ziang patted Zhao Lang on the shoulder, signaling him to calm down.

Then he looked at Yang Dao on the opposite side with cold eyes, and asked: Master Yang, you closed the four doors and replaced all my people, and now you are uniting with all the officials to directly resist me, a long history ordered by the lord personally, what is your intention? for?!

Yang Dao, who had been silent all this time, was finally willing to open his eyes, and said slowly: This Seven Star City is the Seven Star City of the common people, not Li Shi's Seven Star City alone! I can't just sit back and watch him ruin the Seven Star Thousand Years Foundation!

Oh? By ignoring the order of the government lord to deploy troops, you are treating Seven Star City well?

Hmph! I, Yang Dao, will absolutely not allow Fujun to bring the good Qixing Erlang to die!

At this moment, a bone-chilling voice came from outside the door: You old man, who is going to die?

The hall was full of civil and military people, suddenly startled, and looked at the slender figure at the door in disbelief.

Li Shi was still wearing the bright yellow armor when he left, and the black cloak behind him was stained with several bloodstains, and his whole body exuded an evil spirit that had just returned from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Tap Tat Tat

Li Shi walked into the hall slowly step by step, each step seemed to be stepping on the hearts of the officials.

Plop flop.

The closer Li Shi gets, the faster the hearts of the officials beat.

Li Shi walked directly in front of Yang Dao, and then looked at Yang Dao and a group of officials behind him with a smile on his face.

You gentlemen are so elegant, you don't take a lunch break at noon, and you come to the government affairs hall to quarrel and have fun?

Your Majesty! Zhao Lang was overjoyed, and quickly complained: I was ordered to come back to dispatch troops, but was stopped by Master Yang Dao, and Master Lan was arrested by...

Lan Ziang tugged on Zhao Lang's sleeve, signaling him to stop talking.

Li Shi's face suddenly darkened: Lan Ziang, this is how you, Chang Shi, work for the government?!

The humble minister is not capable enough, and he missed the important affairs of the Fujun, and I hope the Fujun will punish him!

Lan Ziang knelt on the ground, buried his head extremely low.

Zhao Lang opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing Li Shi's gloomy face, he didn't dare to speak.

Several young officials behind him didn't know Li Shi's plan, so they also kept silent.

On the other side, Yang Dao's eyes sank slightly, and he quietly asked, Your Majesty, where are the 4,500 seven-star cavalry?

An intriguing smile curled up on the corner of Li Shi's mouth, and instead of answering Yang Dao's question, he went straight to the throne above the hall, flicked his cloak, and sat upright!

Then his face sank like water, and he shouted sharply: Where is Zhao Yun, the governor of the army?!

My minister is here.

Zhao Yun dragged a spear, and suddenly flashed out from outside the hall.

Yang Dao looked at the murderous Zhao Yun, his cheeks twitched slightly, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.