Chapter 424 He is so arrogant
The big black crow walked up to the altar at the signal of A Bao.
A Bao asked him to go, and he dared not not go.
But when he stood on the altar, black mist surged around him, and he suddenly turned into a human body.
"I don't want to die!" The Demon Lord exclaimed, and quickly lowered his head to look at the human life-death talisman hanging around his neck. The talisman was still there, and he was not dead, but his strength had not yet recovered.
Demon Lord: ? ?
? No.
This human life-death talisman...
"You are the Demon Lord? You are too timid, that is a fake talisman." Lan Yixuan said lightly.
The deceived Demon Lord: "Fake talisman?"
Lan Yixuan nodded.
The Demon Lord did not dare to look at A Bao, unless he did not want to live, he was secretly happy in his heart, Lao Zi finally did not have to die.
"Are you... the national god?" Sikong Lin rubbed his eyes.
The Demon Lord's black eyes were fierce, "Bah! Do you think I am worthy of the title of 'National God'? I am not, I don't deserve it, I don't dare."
How protective is Emperor Jiaoyang?
Yun Hui ascended the throne as the emperor. If he dared to go against Yun Hui, A Bao would tear him apart alive.
"You are the Demon Lord, you have to stand up. Why are you afraid of a three-and-a-half-year-old girl?" Sikong Lin gritted his teeth. He still remembered how majestic this person was when he first worshipped the Demon Lord as the National God.
The Demon Lord walked over and slapped Sikong Lin in the face, "Shut up!"
Saying "stand up" in front of Emperor Jiaoyang was like wanting him to die.
Sikong Lin did not feel any spiritual power from this slap. They were mortals and had no cultivation. The reason they were afraid of the Demon Lord was because he was strong and capable.
But just now, he felt that the Demon Lord was no different from a normal person.
"You..."
"Ahem, that... I'm a fake... fake Demon Lord." The Demon Lord didn't dare to look into A Bao's eyes.
The scene was quiet.
Especially the High Priest and Sikong Lin, they looked at each other and were both confused.
"Fake?" Sikong Lin gritted his teeth.
The Demon Lord admitted again and again, "Fake, fake, I am really fake, with my appearance, am I worthy of being the real Demon Lord?"
"Why did you lie to me?"
"Because you are stupid. If I didn't lie to you, how could you be the real national god? Even if labor is fake, killing you is like crushing an ant."
The fake Demon Lord was really afraid that A Bao would tear him alive if he was unhappy. He had a strong desire to survive, and he didn't care what the people thought. He quickly went up to the altar and wiped off the traces of his previous existence.
Sikong Lin looked at the fake Demon Lord working diligently on the altar and spat out a mouthful of blood in anger.
How could he be so blind to find such a waste as the new national god?
In order to avoid the people's talk about the execution of adopted sons because of biological sons, the emperor imprisoned Sikong Lin and sentenced him to death on the charge of plotting to usurp the throne and keeping the emperor under house arrest.
"I can't die, how could I die, Your Majesty, have you forgotten that I have..." Sikong Lin was taken away without any panic, and even looked proud. Emperor
Zi'an tugged at Lan Yixuan's clothes, "Xuan'er, why do I feel that Sikong Lin still has a trump card?"
He is so arrogant.
...
The first thing Yun Hui did when he ascended the throne was to welcome the God Xingchen of the First Country into the temple.
All officials followed, and all the people accompanied him.
They all knelt in front of the temple, and Yun Hui handed the imperial order given to him by the emperor to A Bao.
"Master, please welcome back Lord Xingchen."
All the officials were horrified. The Grand Tutor stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, you don't know that this temple is forbidden to gods, otherwise it will collapse."
Yun Hui narrowed his eyes coldly, "Where does this rule come from?"
It must be said that some people are born to be kings.
Yun Hui had just ascended the throne, and the innate imperial aura was radiating.
The Grand Tutor replied, "Alas, since the Emperor was seriously ill, Sikong Lin worshipped the fake Demon Lord, and the temple has become forbidden to gods. Except for Sikong Lin and the high priest, we ordinary people will be in a coma for three days once we step in. We have tried this before."
All the officials nodded.
Even the people standing behind him were all sad.
It can be seen that what the Grand Tutor said is true.
"Anyone who goes in will be injured?"
"It is said that people with a sincere heart will be fine."
"What do you mean by sincere heart?"
The Grand Tutor: "It means believers who accept the worship of the fake Demon Lord in their hearts."
Yun Hui snorted coldly, "The nine families that were destroyed, and those who were suppressed by Sikong Lin with power?"
"Yes." The Grand Tutor was sighing repeatedly, and did not notice that the little girl had already entered the temple, and she also poked her head out mischievously and waved her little hand at everyone, "You can come in." The Grand Tutor
stared with his old eyes, "Little...little princess?"
How did she get in!
She is not unconscious!
Yun Hui winked at the three old ministers, and the three old ministers could no longer hold back, and they listened to whatever the little princess said.
He was the first to enter the temple for everyone to test, "Master Grand Tutor, the temple is fine, you can come in and take a look."
People who believe in the gods of the first country rushed into the temple in a swarm.
"It's really all right now. Long live your majesty, and a thousand years to the little princess!"
"May your majesty be blessed with great fortune! May the little princess be blessed with the Huize Temple."
"The little princess not only brought back the real grandson of the emperor to the Mu Kingdom, but also welcomed back Lord Xingchen and drove away the fake national god."
Tears welled up in the eyes of the civil and military officials. They were all members of the retired emperor's faction. Over the years, they have been waiting for a hope, waiting, and never giving up.
If the three old ministers have been openly confronting Sikong Lin.
Then they have been silently supporting him in secret.
A Bao has placed the four imperial decrees in front of the table. At the same time, the retired emperor took out the statue of Xingchen again and hung it up.
Di Zian looked at the silver-haired boy in the portrait.
Xingchen closed his eyes, with silver hair down to his waist. He looked like a cool fairy, out of this world.
"Really good-looking." Lan Yixuan couldn't help but admire.
Di Zian frowned and whispered, "Is it really that good-looking?"
"Good-looking, especially good-looking." Lan Yixuan heard it.
Di Zian was a little unhappy and pouted.
He felt jealous when the girl he liked praised another man, even though the other man was a god.
Lan Yixuan glared at him. She had never glared at him like this before, as if if Di Zian said one more word, she would ignore him.
Di Zian felt even more aggrieved.
"It just looks good."
"Do you like this divination?"
"Yes."
Di Zi'an pointed at himself, "Xuan'er, look at me, I'm not that ugly."
"Anyway, I think the Starry God is the best. I heard that he has thousands of stars and all living beings in his eyes. He can see a person's destiny at a glance. So, this statue is of the closed-eye type. Because the painter cannot depict the eyes of the Starry God."
Di Zi'an curled his lips, "Is it that magical?"
"Of course, the Starry God is the son of destiny, and I know he likes..."
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