The stunning cannon fodder relies on the beauty of the world to kill the crazy Shura field

"Amitabha, good, good!" Wu Nian, wearing a cassock and holding Buddhist beads, chanted softly. His voice seemed to come from the distant sky, carrying an ethereal and solemn atmosphere.

"Donor, I see that you three are surrounded by deathly aura, and your sins are as deep as the darkness of hell. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to survive today's disaster." Wu Nian stared at the three people in front of him with a sharp gaze. There seemed to be endless depth hidden under his calm face.

"I wonder if you would be willing to convert to Buddhism, let go of the troubles and sins of the world, and use the power of Buddhism to cleanse your sins? In this way, there may be a glimmer of hope." Wu Nian clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and extended a sincere invitation to the three people.

"You..." Concubine Shu was so angry that her body trembled uncontrollably, and her pretty face flushed red with anger: "You are talking nonsense! Don't even think about using these evil words to deceive my son! You evil monk, get out of here right now!!"

After saying that, she could no longer suppress the anger in her heart, and rushed forward, stretching out her slender hands to push Wu Nian away.

But at this moment.

Wu Nian retreated quickly as if he had encountered something dirty.

With a wave of his sleeve, the wooden fish stick in his hand drew an arc in the air, followed by a loud "bang", which resounded through the sky like thunder in the sky.

Concubine Shu only felt a buzzing in her head.

It was like countless bees were flying and buzzing around my ears.

In an instant, she lost her hearing and the whole world became blurry.

His body seemed to be hit by a powerful force, and he collapsed into Xie Mian's arms.

Xie Mian was quick-witted and caught Concubine Shu.

His narrow eyes were frighteningly gloomy at this moment, like the sky before a storm, making people shudder.

He tightly grasped the fake imperial edict he had just received, and his sinister gaze, like a poisonous snake, was fixed on Huai Yan, looking quite pretentious.

Looking at Concubine Shu again, she was bleeding from all seven orifices. Her originally beautiful face now looked extremely hideous and terrifying.

His body kept twitching and cramping, obviously injured by the vibration of the wooden fish just now, and the injury was serious.

"Mother!" The Ninth Prince, who was standing by, was so heartbroken when he saw this that his eyes were bloodshot and he felt extremely distressed.

He was furious and pointed at Wu Nian, shouting, "You bold lunatic! How dare you act so recklessly and speak nonsense here! Come, quickly drag this evil monk away and punish him severely!" As soon as he finished speaking, the guards around him responded and surrounded Wu Nian.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are so annoying!" Shen Ci looked impatient, holding his sword that was shining with cold light, and suddenly kicked out, as fast as lightning, and kicked the ignorant little brat and Xie Mian who was pretending to be cool.

Only two screams were heard.

The two men instantly flew backwards like kites with broken strings and fell heavily to the ground in the distance.

at this time.

Biancheng on the side sneered disdainfully.

He reached out his hand swiftly and easily snatched the so-called imperial edict from Xie Mian's hand.

He glanced at it casually, then turned to look at Huai Yan and said firmly, "Yan Yan, this imperial edict is fake. It was obviously forged by someone who deliberately imitated the old emperor's handwriting."

Hearing this, Huai Yan nodded slightly. Then, he saw Jun Xiuyuan appear like a ghost in front of the aging Left Prime Minister Liu Ziyu.

He just waved his hand, grabbed Liu Ziyu's collar, and lifted him up like a chicken.

Then, with a "bang", Jun Xiuyuan ruthlessly threw Liu Ziyu to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Old man, the real imperial edict is with you, right? Read it!!!"

Jun Xiuyuan's eyes were cold.

He exuded an incomparable and powerful aura, like the towering Mount Tai rising into the clouds, carrying an endless sense of oppression, sweeping the entire audience with his momentum.

In an instant, everyone in the audience felt an indescribable fear and pressure.

Everyone had difficulty breathing and their hearts were beating wildly.

Especially Xie Mian and the Ninth Prince, their facial muscles twitched violently and uncontrollably, and their legs were shaking violently.

I almost couldn't support my body and almost wet my crotch on the spot.

Who is this man in front of me?

Why does it possess such terrifying momentum and power?

Liu Ziyu raised his head and looked at the man opposite him. He had delicate and handsome features, a face like a killer, and a pair of eyes as sharp as knives. His cruel gaze was fixed on his face, and he was so scared that he almost wet his pants.

Huai Yan frowned slightly, opened her red lips, and said softly, "Xiuyuan, come back soon and don't scare me anymore."

His concerned eyes were fixed on Jun Xiuyuan who was confronting someone in the distance.

When Jun Xiuyuan heard this, he flashed and returned to Huai Yan's side in an instant.

With a smile on his lips and a look of doting in his eyes, he stretched out his arms and gently embraced Huai Yan tightly in his arms.

He lowered his head, leaned close to Huai Yan's ear, and whispered softly.

"Baby Yan'er, do you miss me? Don't worry. Those ungrateful guys just now actually dared to disrespect you. I'm going to teach them a lesson and vent my anger on your behalf~"

As he spoke, he gently pinched Huai Yan's pink cheeks.

Huai Yan: “………..”

The other three people: “….”

"Xiuyuan, what nonsense are you talking about..." Huai Yan's cheeks flushed, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently, almost fainting.

In Biancheng, Shen Ci and others all stood beside Huai Yan, acting as if they were also Yan Yan's husbands.

Wu Nian stood beside Huai Yan and asked in a low voice, "I left Buddhism long ago and returned to secular life many years ago. I wonder if Yan Yan still likes me..."

Huaiyan's face flushed slightly, his ears felt hot, and the sparkling autumn water in his eyes seemed to be overflowing, revealing a bright blush.

Everyone in the audience held their breath and concentrated, not daring to move in the slightest. They were all shocked and horrified by the scene.

Oh my god, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and his royal lords are all truly extraordinary! Each one has an elegant temperament, outstanding appearance, and possesses unique skills, like an immortal descended from heaven!

Others can only envy such blessings.

Liu Ziyu was terrified.

He took out the imperial edict tremblingly, and shivered for a long time before he uttered two sentences.

"By the Will of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: Upon my death, the throne will be passed to Crown Prince Huai Yan. I hope you will assist me and bless me to usher in a prosperous era. I decree—"