Chapter Forty-Seven: The Battle of Tongues and the Palace

"Don't use the little spirit banner to let the corpse of the heart speak? Oh, Wang Xiong, it's impossible! Yingdong said with a hint of panic.

The remnant soul has no sense of lying, and with the status of the Holy Son of the Heart, if he repeats what Wang Xiong just said, it will be ironclad evidence, not only Yingsheng has become a Great Qin rebel, but even his own father and son have become Great Qin rebels. Once the dust settles, even the prince and grandson will be useless.

Yingdong showed a panic, and Yingfen sweated even more.

The two kept warning themselves in their hearts, don't panic, he doesn't have a small spirit flag, it is impossible to do it, it is impossible.

Wang Xiong on the other side showed a sneer: "Just let Sixin speak, what's impossible!" Giant Gate! Begin! ”

"Yes!" The giant gate responded.

I saw that the giant door quickly opened the coffin.

"Kuang!"

The corpse coffin was opened instantly, and bursts of black gas suddenly emerged from the coffin.

Black gas enveloped a corpse in the center.

It is the Son of the Heart.

It's still the Holy Son of the Heart, the Holy Son of the Heart has three golden needles inserted in the eyebrows, chest, and dantian of the Holy Son, and the place of the heart, the long sword has been removed, but the clothes at the mouth of the heart are still dark red, obviously, Wang Xiong has not dealt with it at all, and the dark red is the color of dried blood. The wound under the clothes should still be there.

The face of the corpse turned pale. No, there are still a few corpse spots on the pale face.

Wang Xiong is not badly preserved, and there is no too heavy corpse smell in Sixin's body.

Seeing the corpse of the heart, everyone held their breath.

"Sure enough, it's my heart!" Yingdong's scalp was numb.

Sixin was killed by himself, but Yingdong waited until he was breathing before leaving, so he was naturally sure that this was Sixin's corpse.

Yingdong showed an anxious look.

On the side, Zuo Baifeng's face sank and stepped forward: "This is my Chilian Holy Son, you can't ......!" ”

"Giant Gate! Staring at Zuo Baifeng, he shouted again, take another step, kill! Wang Xiong snorted coldly.

"Yes!" Jumen's eyes widened.

Zuo Baifeng's face was ugly for a while. But he didn't dare to interject anymore.

"Yingdong, do you want to confirm, is this the Holy Son of the Heart?" Wang Xiong stared at Yingdong and asked.

"No, no, it's just a corpse, I've seen it, but if you can't summon a spirit......!" Yingdong clenched his fists and stared at Wang Xiong.

"Smack!"

Wang Xiong patted the coffin lightly.

"Boom!"

There was a sudden explosion sound from inside the coffin, and then, bursts of black gas came out of the coffin.

Black qi surrounded the corpse of the heart, as if there was some kind of extremely eerie power, pouring into the corpse of the heart.

"What are you doing here?" Yingdong shouted.

"Hehe, this king said, let the dead speak, there is no need for your little spirit flag, this king has his own way, but this king's method will not tell you to wait!" Wang Xiong sneered.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Yingdong looked unbelieving, but he was still extremely worried in his heart.

"Knock, knock, knock, knock........................!"

I saw that the coffin suddenly trembled, and inside the coffin, the body of the Holy Son of the Heart also seemed to tremble. This tremor suddenly made the Yingfen father and son nervous.

It can't be true, right? Could it be that Wang Xiong can summon spirits without a small spirit flag? This, this can't be.

Both father and son were nervous.

"The soul is back, ~~~~~~~!" Wang Xiongxue also shouted.

"Boom!"

There was a loud muffled sound in the coffin, and the trembling coffin suddenly paused and stopped shaking.

Everyone swallowed their saliva and stared at the coffin, the heart that no longer trembled.

At this moment, Na Xin's eyes suddenly opened.

"Buzz!"

The moment his eyes opened, Yingdong, who was not far away, suddenly stumbled and almost fell backwards.

"This, this, the dead man has opened his eyes, this won't turn into a zombie, right?"

"Really awake? Really? ”

"This is even weirder than Yingsheng's, Yingsheng's remnant soul is out of the body, he is a corpse to open his eyes?"

"There must be a difference, Yingsheng uses a small soul flag to summon souls, and Wang Xiong's methods are different!"

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In the main hall, there was a whisper, and everyone looked at the corpse in the coffin in surprise.

Got your eyes open?

This Wang Xiong can also make the eyes of the dead open? But how? Just some incomprehensible black gas, what did Wang Xiong do?

Ying Fen also swallowed his saliva, and his scalp was numb.

"Si Xin, do you know these two people in front of you?" Wang Xiong opened his mouth and said with a smile.

"Yingdong? My good cousin, I don't stop helping you, you actually kill me, you actually kill me, I'm going to kill you, kill you! His face suddenly turned hideous, and he let out a hideous roar.

With a loud roar, it seemed that with a resentment from hell, he went straight to Yingdong.

"Whoa!"

Yingdong retreated again, pushed in his hand, and almost overturned Yingsheng's coffin to the ground.

In the main hall, the Ying clan relatives and the civil and military officials all widened their eyes, and the county lord of Qinghuan leaned behind Su Dingfang in fear.

Su Dingfang's face was serious, and his eyes were slightly squinted at the Holy Son, because Su Dingfang was also sure that the Holy Son of the Heart was dead, since he was dead, could it really be a successful conjuring?

When did it become so easy to conjure?

Su Dingfang showed a sense of puzzlement and turned his head to look at the human emperor.

And the human emperor sat on the dragon chair, still calm, his fingers still lightly tapping on the armrest, without any intention of interjecting.

Zhang Zhengdao, who was not far away, also swallowed his saliva.

The victory of the soul conjuring has made Zhang Zhengdao feel that today's trial is out of his control, and now, even the soul of the Holy Son of the Heart has been recruited, how should he proceed with this trial?

"Yingdong, my cousin, I helped you so much, but you killed me, I want you to die, I want you to die!" The resentment of the Holy Son of the heart kept roaring.

At this moment, Yingdong is in chaos. After the previous mood was disturbed by Wang Xiong, at this moment, seeing the number of the Holy Sons of the Heart, he couldn't give birth to the idea of fighting back. The mind is full of 'exposed' and 'finished'!

"Who is he?" Wang Xiong pointed to Yingfen.

"Uncle!" The Holy Son of the Heart spoke.

As soon as the Holy Son of the Heart spoke, Yingfen was also full of excitement, and his face showed a look of horror.

"Yingfen is your uncle, Yingdong is your cousin, then Yingdong and Yingsheng can deal with Daqin in your Chilian Holy Land in the past, what identity did they use?" Wang Xiong spoke again.

"Mr. Iron Mask, Black-Faced General!" The Holy Son of the Heart shouted again with a wave of resentment.

"Wow!"

In the main hall, there was an instant uproar.

Is it true, is Wang Xiong's story true? Did Yingdong and Yingsheng really betray Daqin? Is it a traitor to Great Qin? And the woman Yingfen married in the past was actually the sister of the Red Lian Holy Lord?

So ......!

All the ministers fell silent suddenly.

At this moment, everyone realized that they could no longer follow the words of Yingfen's father and son.

Although they are princes and grandsons, when it comes to the crime of rebellion, it is useless for the children and grandchildren that the emperor values.

All the ministers didn't dare to interject, and looked at Wang Xiong with some surprise.

He turned defeat into victory? How could this Wang Xiong be so difficult?

"Yingfen, Yingdong, do you want this king to confirm again?" Wang Xiong sneered.

Ying Fen and Ying Dong all showed panic, because this was in front of everyone, revealing their identities as traitors, even the prince and grandson were useless.

The two turned their heads to look at the Human Emperor, but saw that the Human Emperor was still calm. It seems that he doesn't care about the life and death of his children and grandchildren.

"No, no, no!" The two were terrified.

"Doctor Yushi, Lord Zhang, now, this king has proved that Yingsheng is the Great Qin rebel, and the Great Qin rebel assassinated the king, tattooed the lord of Qinghuan, and the king killed him on the spot, I don't know if he is guilty? Lord Zhang, can you fulfill your promise just now and correct the name of this king? Wang Xiong looked at Zhang Zhengdao.

Zhang Zhengdao's eyelids jumped wildly.

Looking at the corpse of the Holy Son of the Heart, Zhang Zhengdao could no longer find a reason to refute Wang Xiong, at this moment, Zhang Zhengdao looked at Wang Xiong, no longer disgusted, but a kind of vigilance.

This Wang Xiong is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he is so powerful.

With such a hole card, Wang Xiong didn't take it out early in the morning, but peeled off the cocoon layer by layer, refuting all the reasons for himself, Yingfen, and Yingdong one by one, so that he was powerless to resist anymore.

This is a landslide victory and a real mountain of ironclad evidence. The evidence is so hard that any thought of rebuttal seems desperate.

This Wang Xiong is so terrible!

Zhang Zhengdao took a deep breath and was about to speak.

"No, it's fake, it's fake, it's Wang Xiong who instructed the remnants of the heart to speak, it's all fake!" Yingdong suddenly burst out and shouted.

As soon as Yingdong spoke, Yingfen immediately followed: "Yes, yes, it's all a lie, Wang Xiong, it's you, it's you, right?" You deliberately let the corpse of the heart talk nonsense, you want to slander our father and son! ”

"Doctor Yushi, he, he deliberately used a corpse to slander the palace!" Yingfen shouted eagerly.

Yingdong is also desperately denying, after all, at this moment, if you want to clear your name, you can only deny it, and everything is a lie.

"Oh, my heart is broken, are you lying according to the king's request? Is the remnant soul also lying? Wang Xiong scoffed.

Yes, now that the evidence is not in your favor, you say that the corpse is lying. Then when you used the corpse to prove it just now, why didn't you say that the corpse was lying?

In an instant, Yingfen's father and son's faces became ugly. His lips trembled, and he kept reading: "Lying, lying to the corpse in the heart, it's all your Wang Xiong liar, you want to slander us!" ”

Yingfen's father and son were chattering and chattering, and the civil and military officials who watched were silent for a while, and many people showed a look of contempt.

Even Zhang Zhengdao looked at the father and son, and his expression was disdainful.

Earlier, you said that the dead do not lie. Now, the evidence is not in his favor, and he says that the dead man is lying. Nima, what kind of trouble are you father and son going to make? How can the Emperor of Man have descendants like the two of you?

"Hahaha, lying? Even if he lies, isn't it Yingsheng's testimony just now, and it is not credible? Wang Xiong laughed.

Wang Xiong was not aggressive, but laughed freely, which suddenly surprised the people in the hall, but they didn't expect Wang Xiong to have such a bearing.

"Doctor Yushi, you are the chief judge, and you have also seen it, whether this dead man's opening is considered testimony or not, it doesn't matter to this king. Counting the testimony, the king killed the traitor of Daqin, and he was not guilty. If you don't count the testimony, then Yingsheng was not killed by this king. And what is the sin? Wang Xiong looked at Zhang Zhengdao with a smile.

Zhang Zhengdao's face was complicated for a while.

Regardless of whether the dead man's opening is considered a testimony or not, Wang Xiong is fine, because he is innocent. And whether the dead man's opening is considered a testimony, but it involves the characterization of Dao Yingfen's father and son.

After all, the three of them are the descendants of the emperor of the people, whether they are guilty or not, it is up to the emperor to decide it himself.

"Well, the dead are dead. Not enough to condemn the living! Zhang Zhengdao said.

As soon as Zhang Zhengdao spoke, all the Ying clan relatives exhaled secretly, at least, Zhang Zhengdao saved face for the Ying clan relatives, and countless officials also understood that the dust had almost settled.

Yingfen father and son sighed in a cold sweat. At the same time, he looked at Wang Xiong's gaze, and his heart palpitated for a while.

Not far away, the county lord of Qinghuan suddenly showed a look of surprise.

"Doctor Yushi, Lord Zhang, please correct the name of this king!" Wang Xiong stepped forward again and said to Zhang Zhengdao.

Zhang Zhengdao looked around the entire Dingyang Palace.

A public trial meeting is basically over.

The aggressiveness of the Ying clan disappeared, and they were all as quiet as water.

Half of the officials' menacing momentum disappeared, and all of them were silent.

Yingfen father and son, as if they had just been fished out of the water, were in a mess.

And himself, who had sworn before, was now speechless.

Wang Xiong is alone, and his tongue fights in Dingyang Palace. Not only did they clear the charges, but they also made everyone have nowhere to fight back?

On the dragon chair, the human emperor is still as immobile as a mountain, so that Zhang Zhengdao is not depressed in his heart.

In the end, Zhang Zhengdao took a deep look at Wang Xiong: "This official, the imperial historian Zhang Zhengdao, announced the result, Wang Xiong killed Yingsheng, the evidence is insufficient, and he is not guilty!" ”

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