I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

The moment Mingchuan roared, everyone felt the surrounding aura was turbulent.

It was as if a huge wave was rising in the air, making it impossible for them to stand steadily!

Everyone looked grim. Even though they tried their best, they still staggered back a few steps!

They finally managed to steady themselves and looked up at Mingchuan, their eyes filled with panic and surprise.

How is this possible...is he still a normal person?

Mingchuan swept his cold eyes over everyone, his gaze like sharp knives across their necks.

For a moment, everyone present sighed and lowered their heads in fear, not daring to look up at Mingchuan for a few more seconds.

Mingchuan's voice was cold: "You don't want to follow me because you guys are all traitors, spies, and undercover agents of the enemy country like him?!"

Everyone's heart trembled, and their bodies shrank subconsciously. Their pupils contracted and a sense of guilt spread.

They gritted their teeth and said, "General Ming... No, that's not what I meant..."

"What does that mean!?"

Mingchuan raised his voice again, and everyone became panicked.

When I was about to explain myself, I heard his next words.

"Either you choose to come with me, or you all stay here and I will give you a ride."

Everyone's pupils dilated and they looked up at Mingchuan in disbelief.

They are all elites trained domestically...

Now Mingchuan actually uses this to threaten them! ?

How dare he?

However, Mingchuan's next words were even more arrogant.

"If you don't believe I can decide your life or death, then you can go back and ask the King directly."

Everyone was silent...

The blood flowed backwards and the limbs seemed to be frozen.

After a while, someone in the crowd suddenly responded to Mingchuan.

"General Ming is right. That guy betrayed us a long time ago and deserves to be hacked to pieces. Why should we still protect and consider him?"

As soon as these words fell, another voice of dissatisfaction was heard.

"Then... after all, Elder Pang has been with the Dragon Nation for so many years and was a founding general. How could he possibly do something like that? What if it was just a misunderstanding?"

Mingchuan gave him a murderous look.

The guy shuddered twice, as if his heart was pierced by an ice knife!

"The Imperial Envoy of the Capital has been captured. This was personally acknowledged by him and the Imperial Preceptor. If it weren't for them, would Imperial Preceptor Situ have fallen so easily into the hands of the evildoers?!"

"You bunch of good-for-nothings, if you don't want to work anymore, just get out of here and stop getting in the way!"

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they panicked at the kingly aura surrounding Mingchuan.

The first person who spoke quickly stood up and said, "General Ming, you are right. We will listen to you! As for..."

As he spoke, he looked at his compatriot, reached out and pulled him a few times.

"As for this kid, he was just confused for a moment. I hope you won't bother with him... We'll go up the mountain with you now, okay?"

Mingchuan didn't say anything, just looked at the boy coldly.

Seeing this, the brothers beside him quickly nudged him a few times with their elbows.

Finally, the man lowered his head and spoke to Mingchuan in a muffled voice.

"I'm sorry, General Ming, it's my fault... I'll go up with you right now, don't be angry."

Seeing this, Mingchuan snorted coldly and looked away.

He looked back up at the foggy road.

"go!"

As soon as Mingchuan finished speaking, he took the lead and moved forward, and the guys behind him followed closely.

The fog on the mountain was getting thicker and thicker, as if it was deliberately hiding something...

at this time.

mountain top.

An old man in gray clothes sat casually in a piece of heaven and earth, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, looking into the void ahead.

His face was full of traces of time, but there was an extraordinary peace in his eyes.

In his eyes, everything in the world seemed unimportant.

Just as he was enjoying his quiet moment, someone suddenly came jogging outside the door.

"Old Pang, it's bad. Mingchuan has already arrived at the foot of the mountain with his men. He is now walking towards us."

Pang Weiran looked indifferent and nodded casually.

"Well, come on."

The servant's pupils froze, and he panicked. He said worriedly, "But...but...if he comes, we..."

He didn't dare say it directly.

When there was such a big trouble in the three districts of Jiangnan before, Mingchuan led his men to the mountains to encircle and suppress it, and it was resolved in minutes.

And now, the old Pang Weiran standing opposite him is even less likely to have the strength to compete with Mingchuan.

He looks so calm now, is he waiting to die?

They are guilty of treason!

If caught, the end will be extremely miserable, and there will be no reincarnation after death!

At this moment, the servant suddenly regretted serving this master.

How many people were vying for the vacant position next to him back then?

Seeing the servant's face full of worry and sadness, Pang Weiran casually poured the tea in his hand onto the dry soil on the ground.

"If it's a blessing, it won't be a disaster. If it is a disaster, it can't be avoided. Now that it has come to this, all we can do is wait and see."

"Don't panic. Mingchuan is not unreasonable. He will definitely leave you a way out."

The servant felt like the sky was falling...!

He gritted his teeth, not knowing what to say, so he could only bow and leave the area where Pang Weiran was.

Pang Weiran looked at his hurriedly leaving back with a smile on his face.

He shook his head, put his hands behind his back, stood up and walked towards Mingchuan.

"Let's go and see the fresh blood of the Dragon Nation..."

He muttered to himself and walked out leisurely wearing his gray cannon.

It was as if the person Mingchuan was about to catch was not him, but someone else.

And at the same time.

Mingchuan has led everyone to surround the entire mountain.

The mountains around Kyoto are not as massive as those in the south, and Mingchuan soon arrived at the gate of Pang Weiran's secluded mansion.

In the mountains and forests, an ancient Chinese-style house appeared before everyone.

Against the backdrop of heavy fog, the entire house looks like the residence of immortals.

Mingchuan's eyes were dark and his teeth were about to break.

Old Deng, everyone else is extremely anxious about the current situation, but he still has the leisure time to enjoy himself here?

This treatment is so great!

It feels so good that it makes my teeth itch!

Pang Weiran's servants had been waiting at the door for a long time.

Seeing Mingchuan coming like a god of death, the man trembled all over and bowed to Mingchuan tremblingly.

"General Ming."

Mingchuan raised his chin slightly, "Where's Mr. Pang?"

The servant's mouth trembled, and he coughed, then stretched out his hand and pointed inside, "Follow me."

"I won't go in. Let him come out on his own. There are a lot of people here, and most of them are Mr. Pang's men, right? Just make sure he doesn't embarrass himself..."

Mingchuan sneered, his eyes dark.