Crushing a Prince to Death Was Just Your Private Business? Was There Still Official Business to Handle?

What a waste of natural resources!

How can this reflect devotion to Lord Divine Envoy?

Wipe it with your sleeve, how can I wipe it clean with my beard!

My goatee, which I have had for sixty years, is smooth and shiny, warm in winter and cool in summer, and has a light bookish air.

Wouldn't it be a nice thing to use it to wipe the dust off Mr. Divine Envoy's shoes?

The more the Prime Minister thought about it, the more feasible it became, and his body began to lean forward slightly, eager to try.

But at this moment, Zhu Zhuyun raised his foot.

The black high-heeled shoe that had just been wiped clean by Dai Weisi stepped on the back of Dai Weisi's hand impartially.

Dai Weisi's flattering smile froze for a moment.

He subconsciously raised his head and smiled harder, even with a hint of flattery.

"Zhu Yun, you... you stepped on my hand. Are you tired of standing? Do you want me to bring you a chair?"

However, what he met was a pair of eyes without any warmth.

Cold and indifferent.

Dai Weisi felt a thump in his heart, and an ominous premonition suddenly exploded.

The next second, the force under Zhu Zhuyun's feet began to slowly increase.

"Click... click..."

The subtle, heartbreaking sound of bone cracking sounded clearly in the hall.

The smile on Dai Weisi's face was completely distorted, and a large amount of cold sweat rolled down from his forehead.

He subconsciously wanted to ask for help, but as soon as he turned his head, he met the warning eyes of his father Dai Tianfeng.

Dai Tianfeng slowly shook his head at him, the meaning in his eyes was very clear.

Bear with it!

Hold it back for me!

Dai Weisi Got it.

He gritted his teeth and let Zhu Zhuyun's shoes crush his metacarpal bones bit by bit.

"Creak... squeak..."

The heart-wrenching sound of bone cracking constantly resounded in the hall.

Dai Weisi was shaking all over in pain, and his face was as pale as paper, but he still tried hard to raise the corners of his mouth, maintaining a smile that was uglier than crying.

He didn't even dare to moan in pain.

Seeing his appearance, Zhu Zhuyun's eyes flashed with boredom and he curled his lips.

So boring.

He has a stronger willpower than that loser Dai Mubai, but unfortunately, after all, he is just a fool who cannot recognize the reality.

If Lin Feng hadn't given her more power, she would have killed Dai Weisi as well!

She raised her toes and kicked Dai Weisi aside like garbage.

The entire hall, whether it was Dai Tianfeng father and son, or all the ministers, all breathed a sigh of relief.

Dai Tianfeng didn't even look at Dai Weisi's completely deformed hand, and was just about to step forward and order something.

Zhu Zhuyun had already turned around without even looking at these people.

"My personal affairs are finished."

She spoke to Ning Fengzhi with a calm and calm tone.

"The rest is up to you."

Private matter?

Everyone in the hall was confused.

In front of the emperor, in the palace hall, trample a prince to death, trample the hand of another prince...

This... this is just your fucking private matter?!

So what is business?!

Just when everyone was in shock and confusion, Ning Fengzhi bowed slightly, apologized to Zhu Zhuyun, and walked out from behind her for the first time.

He stood at the front of the team.

At this moment, the humble servant temperament of Ning Fengzhi disappeared without a trace.

Instead, there was an unprecedented solemnity and solemnity.

His gaze swept across the entire audience, the horrified faces of civil and military officials in the court, and Dai Tianfeng's compulsively calm expression. Finally, he paused for a moment on the still warm corpse on the ground.

Then, he looked at Dai Tianfeng and spoke every word, his voice was not loud, but it was like the heavenly decree coming.

"Pass on the oral instructions of our seniors!"

Boom!

Dai Tianfeng All the thoughts in his mind were instantly crushed by the word "oral instruction".

Oral instruction!

It's actually an oral message!

Doesn't that mean that Ning Fengzhi is not just fawning over Zhu Zhuyun, Divine Envoy.

He is...

I heard God's will with my own ears!

Ning Fengzhi, he saw that god with his own eyes!

"Plop!"

I don't know who took the lead first.

Above the main hall, all the civil and military officials of the dynasty, one by one, knelt down in unison, their movements uniform, as if they had practiced it thousands of times.

Even behind Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, the two with the title Douluo, bowed their heads respectfully and stood with hands hanging down.

In the end, under the cold gaze of Ning Fengzhi and the boundless fear of the unknown Deity.

Dai Tianfeng slowly put one hand on his chest and lowered his head, which he had never lowered to anyone since he ascended the throne.

"Star Luo Empire, Dai Tianfeng, Divine Oracle!"

Seeing Chrysanthemum Douluo's change in attitude before and after Ning Fengzhi, I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Look at Sect Master Ning's style, his ability to fake the power of a tiger and pretend to be powerful. I've learned a lot from him."

However, no one agreed with him this time.

Beside him, Ghost Douluo didn't even turn his head, and a cold voice came from Youyou.

"If you had the support of seniors behind you, you would only be more majestic than him."

Chrysanthemum Douluo's laughter faltered.

He subconsciously glanced at the man behind the counter who was enjoying Bibi Dong massage.

That day, I was forced to kneel on the ground by this man's look, and the horror that even Soul Power couldn't mobilize suddenly came to my mind.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's back, a layer of white hair and sweat popped out.

The smile on his face completely froze, and his waist, which was straight just now, unconsciously became half shorter.

Chrysanthemum Douluo swallowed dryly, his voice as low as a mosquito's hum.

"It's true... it's true..."

Not to mention the atmosphere of the Maple Dye Pavilion, Ning Fengzhi inside the light curtain has already spoken.

In the light curtain, the voice of Ning Fengzhi is still echoing.

"Star Luo Emperor Dai Tianfeng, you have only three days to go to the Spirit Hall Maple Dye Pavilion and kowtow to apologize for what your son Dai Mubai has done!"

"If I don't see him within three days, I will replace the Star Luo Empire throne with someone with another surname."

As Ning Fengzhi said, every word was like a nail hammering into Dai Tianfeng's mind.

He froze in place.

The whole person seemed to be frozen.

Maple Dye Pavilion?

What is that place?

Spirit City?

You want me... to kowtow and apologize?

No.

Neither is the point.

The point is, that traitor Dai Mubai, he... offended a god?

The moment this thought exploded, Dai Tianfeng felt a chill rush from his tailbone to Tianling Gai.

His dragon robe, which symbolized the supreme imperial power, was instantly soaked with cold sweat and clung to his back wetly, bitingly cold.

He wanted to maintain the majesty of the emperor, but the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Above the main hall, the dead silence was broken by an uncontrollable commotion.

The ministers kneeling on the ground no longer cared about the etiquette of monarchs and ministers, and the panicked discussions spread like a plague.

"Dai Mubai! That traitor!"

An old minister suddenly raised his head, his face was full of happiness and fear for the rest of his life, and his voice was trembling.

"I said it! I said it! This son has a cowardly character, and he is the first prince in history to run away without a fight! This is a great shame for me, Star Luo Imperial Family!"

"Your Majesty! The old minister has long written a letter requesting that he be deposed as a prince and imprisoned for life, but you just don't listen!"

"It's okay now, it brought such a huge disaster to my empire!"

Another general was even more direct. He slapped his thigh suddenly and glared at Dai Mubai's body.

"He died too cheaply! He should have been cut into pieces and his bones spread to ashes! Why would he dare to provoke a Deity? Let His Majesty wipe his ass!"

"Yes! Master Divine Envoy killed well! Killed so well!"

"It is not a pity to die for such a sinner! I wish I could kill him with my own hands!"

Dai Tianfeng Listening to these blame-blaming words, his heart felt cold. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and interrupted everyone's voice with a trembling tone that he was not even aware of.

"I hope Sect Master Ning can tell me how this traitor... provoked Deity?"

When everyone was so nervous that their hearts almost jumped out of their chests, Ning Fengzhi sighed slightly.

He looked at the emperor in front of him who was once arrogant but now as humble as dust. Deep in his eyes, he could no longer hide the gloating look in his eyes.

"He..."