Chapter 262 Zeng Anmin transforms into the King of the South!
"I don't believe there are so many coincidences in the world."
"Empress Mei Yu knows that I'm impersonating Qing."
"But why did she pretend not to know and still send people to Jiangchao to get the Heavenly Lotus for me?"
Zeng Anmin looked at the moonlight in the sky calmly, with a strange glint in his eyes:
"It's precisely because of Qing's identity."
"Since we know she's Li Jian's lackey, if I were someone in the imperial court, I would definitely be like..."
He glanced at Bai Ziqing indifferently.
Bai Ziqing saw Zeng Anmin's eyes and grinned: "Hehe."
…
Zeng Anmin's mouth twitched:
"I will definitely go to the Meiyu Building and destroy it with the force of thunder, just like he did."
"But on the contrary, what she waited for was not the wrath of the imperial court."
"It was Qing's order."
"So she must have guessed that someone discovered the Ningguo Duke's secret letter but didn't hand it over to the court."
“But use it yourself.”
"This is good for her, and also for the Fu Sect's leader she's hanging out with."
“It’s all excellent news.”
"So now there are two paths before them."
"One, follow this line, take the Lotus of Heaven, and then kill me when I take the Lotus of Heaven."
"Second, cooperate with me. They need the power of the court."
Zeng Anmin took a deep breath.
"It's obvious that I was unusually calm when I took the Heavenly Lotus."
"There's no danger whatsoever."
“So their choice is obvious.”
Zeng Anmin slowly raised his head and looked at Bai Ziqing, with a hint of teasing in his voice:
“They want to work with me.”
Bai Ziqing was stunned: "Who wants to cooperate with you?"
"You'll know in a few days."
Zeng Anmin waved his hand and had no intention of telling Bai Ziqing the results of his reasoning.
He slowly stood up from the ground.
Eyes looking in one direction.
Tokyo City of Nanjiang Kingdom!
Yesterday, he just received a piece of news from the chat among the members of the Tiandao League.
"The young man sent by Meiyu Tower is now heading towards Tokyo City."
"This young man definitely has some orders from Meiyu Tower, or from the leader of Fu Sect, to do something."
So Zeng Anmin decided to meet this young man first.
If possible, being able to contact the leader of the Taoist Fu Sect... wouldn't be a bad thing for him.
"Walk."
Zeng Anmin went towards the delegation without saying anything.
"What do we do with this ground?"
Bai Ziqing glanced at the strange corpse of King Nan.
There are also the red and white corpses of Wuwei with their heads exploded.
"You have pursued this far, fighting with all your might against inaction."
"When he was about to defeat him, he saw that he was no match for him and could not take the Southern King away, so he killed him."
Zeng Anmin glanced at Bai Ziqing:
"By the way, don't tell anyone that you know Wuwei is from the Fu Sect."
"You just need to tell Duke Cao about Wuwei's performance in the battle."
"Otherwise, there's no way to explain it. After all, you're just a warrior, how can you be a Confucian cultivator and ask questions?"
Hearing Zeng Anmin's words, Bai Ziqing slapped his forehead.
"That's a good excuse!"
"Exactly what I thought!"
"Oh, by the way, the death of the Southern King may ruin some of Your Majesty's plans."
Zeng Anmin shrugged and said, "I guess there will be some regrets when I go back."
As soon as these words were spoken.
A look of frustration flashed across Bai Ziqing's face.
It was obvious that Zeng Anmin touched his heart.
"Then...what should I do?"
Bai Ziqing looked at Zeng Anmin eagerly:
"Brother Quan Fu, you have the best solution."
Zeng Anmin touched his chin.
Thoughtfully he said:
"I think you're quite pretty. Why don't you become a concubine to the Empress?"
"If I can make the Empress happy, I might even be able to dominate the government in Nanjiang."
"It doesn't matter where you are an official, right?"
?
Bai Ziqing's face turned visibly red.
He looked at Zeng Anmin in disbelief:
"this……"
He was even dumbfounded:
"Is this even possible?!"
Having said this, Bai Ziqing touched his smooth face and said to himself:
"That's... a solution?"
Zeng Anmin was stunned.
He looked at Bai Ziqing with wide eyes: "Do you really believe it?!"
"Are you crazy?"
"You're not even as pretty as me, and you really think you can..."
Bai Ziqing frowned.
He looked Zeng Anmin up and down, curled his lips and said:
"If you had your original appearance, it would indeed be only slightly inferior to mine."
"But now..."
At this point, he even looked down on Zeng Anmin:
"I don't know what you were thinking. You didn't change your appearance to be more beautiful, but created this little fat boy."
"It's so ugly."
? ?
Zeng Anmin's face suddenly turned red and he pointed at Bai Ziqing.
My fingers are shaking.
"You're talking nonsense!"
This is his face from his previous life!!
In his heart, the handsomeness of his previous life could not be described in words!
How could I be humiliated like this by Bai Ziqing?
"snort."
Bai Ziqing turned his head away proudly, raised his chin high, and walked forward.
Zeng Anmin looked at his back, clenching his teeth.
Veins popped out on his arms.
"When I live for my brother, I am a citizen of the Holy Dynasty. When I die, I am the soul of the Holy Dynasty."
"How can I have an affair with that empress?"
"Besides, women are nothing but clouds to me. What I pursue is the way of martial arts!"
…
Zeng Anmin seemed to detect something strange in his voice.
He blinked.
"You haven't touched a woman yet, have you?"
“Pah.”
Bai Ziqing staggered.
He turned around and looked at Zeng Anmin in anger:
"A beautiful woman's body is like a soft shell, and she carries a sword at her waist to slay ordinary people. Women will only slow down my sword-drawing speed!"
After saying that, he waved his sleeves violently.
Walking forward angrily.
"Still a virgin..."
Zeng Anmin blinked and looked at Bai Ziqing's fleeing back.
Touched his chin.
A hint of bitterness suddenly appeared on his face.
"I think I am too..."
No one should say anything about anyone else.
…………
The two of them didn't walk fast.
"How can I explain the death of the Southern King to Nanjiang?"
"The purpose of our mission is to return the Southern King and make a reasonable request to the Empress Shizida... well, to return the favor."
Bai Ziqing looked a little discouraged.
Zeng Anmin's face also became solemn, and he sighed:
"There's no other way. The Southern King knows my identity and he definitely can't be allowed to live."
Having said this, he slowly raised his head and looked towards the direction of Jiangguo's Tokyo City:
"Don't think it's so bad."
"Think about it, the Empress definitely wants the Southern King to die."
"We just helped her..."
"All right."
Speaking of this, Zeng Anmin was helpless.
That’s what we say.
But the death of the Southern King was a foregone conclusion.
Bai Ziqing glanced at him speechlessly and said, "The Prince of the South can die at any time, but he absolutely cannot die in the delegation. The Empress certainly doesn't want him to die on the way back to the capital."
"She can't stop the people from talking."
Zeng Anmin also scratched his head, feeling quite upset.
"At that time, I was just thinking about asking you to kill him, but I neglected the trouble that would come after killing him."
His chubby little face was wrinkled with worry.
Bai Ziqing felt really uncomfortable when he saw his chubby face:
"Brother Quan Fu, you should restore your original appearance. Really, I'm already annoyed, and now seeing such an ugly face..."
Zeng Anmin froze when he heard this!
"etc!!!"
He looked at Bai Ziqing with burning eyes.
"What for?" Bai Ziqing glanced at Zeng Anmin unhappily.
"I suddenly thought of a good idea!!"
Zeng Anmin took a deep breath and looked at Bai Ziqing deeply.
"What method?" Bai Ziqing frowned.
“Follow me!”
Zeng Anmin turned around without saying anything and ran towards the bodies of King Nan and Wuwei.
The speed is extremely fast.
Soon, he was standing in front of the Southern King's body.
He stared at the corpse of King Nan.
"What's wrong?"
Bai Ziqing frowned and looked at Zeng Anmin.
Zeng Anmin took a deep breath, his eyes were extremely sharp:
"Bai Ziqing cooperated with Zheng and successfully killed Wuwei."
"Take back the Southern King from him."
"However, they were counterattacked, and Zheng was unfortunately killed..."
Zeng Anmin's voice was extremely quiet!
Zheng Nianfang is the pseudonym of the little fat man he has transformed into.
Bai Ziqing still looked bewildered, his tone revealing confusion:
"Brother Quan Fu, I understand every word you said, but I really don't understand what you said when you put them together..."
But the next moment.
His face suddenly became dull.
Because Zeng Anmin's face and body in front of him suddenly became blurry.
It only took a blink of an eye.
Another vivid Southern King appeared before him so vividly!!!
"The king thanks Bai Tidu for saving him."
Zeng Anmin imitated the voice of the King of the South and bowed to the dazed Bai Ziqing.
…………
Bai Ziqing was stunned for a long time.
Suddenly, he raised his voice:
"Fuck it!!"
"Brother Quan Fu!"
"You're such a genius!!!"
(End of this chapter)
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