“Master!”

Fu Yuechi couldn't help but exclaimed.

Shen Lian gave her a look, signaling him to stay calm, then turned to look at the furious Fu Tianchou and said calmly: "Master Fu, my Majesty has something to say, please cooperate..."

Fu Tianchou naturally would not do as he wished, and immediately cursed out loud.

But when he opened his mouth, no sound came out, and when he wanted to move, he found that he could not move.

Ding Xian said with a smile: "Master Fu, my second brother has already told you that the guards in your house are no match for us. You just don't believe it, so we have no choice but to show you!"

“…”

Father Nie at the door had a gloomy face. Just as he was about to retreat quietly, the way behind him was blocked by Lu Jianxing.

The situation was completely controlled by the two brothers Lu Jianxing.

Now not only was Father Nie's face gloomy, his heart also sank.

He glanced at Nie Changchuan hatefully, and the expression on his face seemed to say, this is the righteous man you are talking about?

Nie Changchuan ignored his father's gaze and just looked at Zhao Lihe who was already sitting on the chair and said in a deep voice:

"Brother Zhao, this seems to be different from what we agreed on..."

"Of course it's different!" Zhao Lihe said unhappily, "Why don't you believe me? If you really follow your plan, it will take a long time to change the dynasty. I can't wait that long, and the people of this world can't wait that long either!"

When he said the last three sentences, Zhao Lihe's tone changed, and his eyes and expression became sharp and majestic.

At the same time, his temperament also underwent a drastic change. He seemed to have instantly transformed from an approachable big brother into a majestic emperor who controlled life and death in the world, exuding an extremely oppressive aura from head to toe.

Although momentum cannot be seen or touched, it does exist.

Fu Tianchou was the closest and had the most direct feelings, so he understood better than anyone else what Zhao Lihe's aura represented.

Fu Tianchou's pupils suddenly shrank, and he recalled Shen Lian's address just now, and then he realized that the situation seemed more complicated than he had imagined.

Facing Zhao Lihe's extremely oppressive gaze and recalling what he had just called himself, Father Nie couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling and blurted out.

"You are definitely not a Taoist priest!"

"Who the hell are you?!"

Hearing Father Nie's shocked words, Zhao Lihe slowly stood up, his Taoist robe emitting silver light as he moved.

When he actually stood up from the chair, his Taoist robe had turned into a black dragon robe.

A golden dragon with bared fangs and claws hovered above the black robe, looking down at the stunned people in the mansion with its majestic dragon eyes.

There was golden thunder in Zhao Lihe's eyes. His gaze passed lightly from Nie's father who was too shocked to speak and the father and daughter of the Fu family, and then fell on Nie Changchuan, whose face was uncertain.

"Brother Nie, if you really want to save the world, then cooperate with me and help your father ascend the throne of the emperor. Don't play tricks on me here. I think you have stayed in the mountains for too long and have forgotten the foundation of your life and the foundation of your previous life!"

"……?"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a bolt from the blue, exploding in everyone's ears.

Fu Tianchou's pupils trembled, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes, looking at Father Nie and Nie Changchuan in disbelief.

Father Nie was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide and couldn't help asking, "Help me become the emperor, Xiaochuan, what's going on?!"

Fu Yuechi's focus was obviously different from the other two. She looked astonished and her eyes wandered back and forth between Nie Changchuan and Zhao Lihe.

"Previous life, what previous life? Brother Xiaochuan, did you know each other in your previous life?"

“…”

Faced with everyone's questions with different focuses, Nie Changchuan remained silent.

As the only two time travelers present, he was the only one who knew what Zhao Lihe's last sentence meant.

However, these words did not come from the mouth of him, a Maoshan Taoist priest who was supposed to save the world and the people, but came from the mouth of an emperor who had already completed the class transition.

This couldn't help but make Nie Changchuan feel extremely ridiculous and ashamed.

After a moment of silence, Nie Changchuan sighed and said, "Is this what you really look like?"

Zhao Lihe did not answer, but just looked at him calmly.

At this time, the golden thunder in his eyes had disappeared, but he still brought great psychological pressure to Nie Changchuan with just his gaze.

After staring at each other for a long time, Nie Changchuan said incredulously: "You are actually serious..."

Zhao Lihe said calmly: "Don't joke."

Nie Changchuan fell silent again, as if he was having a fierce psychological struggle.

But this time, he did not remain silent for too long. Instead, he quickly firmed his eyes, took a deep breath, and turned to look at Father Nie.

"Dad." Nie Changchuan said seriously, "Let's rebel!"

“……???”

Father Nie and the Fu family's father and daughter were full of questions.

"Rebellion? Just a few of us?" Father Nie said in disbelief, "Xiaochuan, are you crazy?!"

Nie Changchuan curled his lips, looked at Zhao Lihe and spread his hands: "Look, they don't believe me. Your Majesty, you should at least show us something. You can't take down this capital city with just a dragon robe and three masters!"

Zhao Lihe smiled faintly, took out a white jade coin and threw it into the air.

In an instant, a silver light flashed, and a silver portal appeared in the hall.

Zhao Lihe glanced at Shen Lian indifferently.

Shen Lian nodded, put away the sharp blade on Fu Tianchou's shoulder, turned around and stepped into the portal.

As the footsteps disappeared, the hall became dead silent.

Everyone was staring at the silver portal, wanting to see what would happen next.

Finally, Shen Lian walked out of the portal again, followed by countless black figures.

They were wearing black special operations uniforms, black bulletproof helmets and silver goggles, and had everything from head covers to elbow pads, non-slip and anti-cut gloves, waist bags, gun pouches, leg holsters, and special combat boots.

In addition to being armed to the teeth with special combat equipment, each person carried at least one rifle, two pistols, several melee sabers, and varying numbers of various grenades, and was occasionally equipped with explosion-proof shields to protect against slashing and stabbing.

Among them, most of the pistols are black standard pistols, and the long guns include black automatic rifles similar to AR15, as well as various carbines, shotguns and submachine guns similar to MP5K, etc.

Thousands of modernly armed soldiers poured out from the silver portal, instantly filling the entire Fu Mansion.

And this doesn't seem to be the end. The silver portal is like an ant hole embedded in the void, and black ants continue to pour out.

After walking out of the silver portal, all the soldiers quickly gathered together according to their teams. Although seemingly chaotic, they were actually filling the tall and spacious residence of the Minister of Rites in an orderly manner.

Then he maintained a military posture, looking straight ahead and waiting for further instructions.

Seeing these strange soldiers armed to the teeth, although Nie's father and others did not understand the value of these equipment, they were still shocked.

Nie Changchuan, who understood the meaning, widened his eyes and stared at the soldiers around him in astonishment. He raised his arm with a slightly trembling hand and pointed at the black rifle in his hand.

"This...you...is this true?"

Zhao Lihe ignored the shocked Nie Changchuan, and instead looked solemn and dignified, scanning the faces of the soldiers in black combat uniforms in the hall.

Every soldier that Zhao Lihe looked at subconsciously held their heads high and chests puffed out, their faces slightly excited.

Obviously, it is a great honor for them to accept Zhao Lihe's transfer and inspection.

Soon, no more soldiers emerged from the portal.

An officer with a golden dragon pattern on his chest stepped out and quickly came to Zhao Lihe. He first raised his hand and saluted, then looked at Zhao Lihe with fanatical eyes and shouted:

"Cross-border Heavenly Soldiers, all members of the first team of the city occupation division are present!"

"Now, I await your Majesty's instructions!"

The undisguised voice echoed in the hall, and everyone's eyes were focused on Zhao Lihe's face.

Zhao Lihe nodded slightly and said coldly: "Take over the capital!"

"yes!"

Following Zhao Lihe's order, the officers quickly returned to their teams, and then instructions were issued layer by layer.

Since the city occupation division mainly conducts urban combat from the inside out through portals, its organization is modeled after the internal security forces of the Armed Police Force.

One squadron is organized at company level, with about 120 people; one battalion is organized at battalion level, with about 400 to 500 people; and one detachment is organized at division level, with about 1,500 people.

About 1,600 people from the first team of the city occupation division quickly poured out of Fu's mansion and rushed towards the city gate with the most arrogant attitude.

And this is far from over. Immediately afterwards, the second team, the third team... until the fifth team stepped into this world one after another.

The five detachments, with a total of more than 8,000 people, were equipped with weapons far superior to those of this world. With their powerful bodies transformed by the self-cultivation furnace, they began to occupy and conquer the capital of this world.

After the fifth detachment left the Fu Mansion, only Zhao Lihe and others as well as the one hundred royal guards who came across the border were left in the entire hall.

Zhao Lihe walked up to Nie Changchuan and stopped. The three Lu Jianxing brothers and hundreds of Jinyi Guards who were following him also stopped at the same time.

Those pairs of eyes, which were full of brilliance and obviously showed great power, were all cast at Nie Changchuan, bringing him tremendous pressure.

In this situation, Zhao Lihe suddenly raised his hand and waved to Lu Jianxing behind him.

Lu Jianxing immediately understood and took out a black pistol from the waist of his subordinate and handed it to Zhao Lihe.

Nie Changchuan's heart skipped a beat when he saw this.

But then, Zhao Lihe turned the gun around and handed it to him.

After Nie Changchuan took it in a daze, Zhao Lihe smiled slightly and patted his shoulder.

"Xiaochuan, relax. Just think of it as a meeting gift from your brother."

"After all, we had a good relationship in our previous life, so we certainly can't let the good things flow to outsiders, right?"

Looking at the smile in Zhao Lihe's eyes and feeling the heavy metal in his hands, Nie Changchuan finally reacted. He glanced at his father Nie and Fu Yuechi who were looking at him, coughed, and said carefully:

"Brother, what you said is absolutely right. Then... I will accept it?"