Zhao Ran did not respond to the Son of Heaven's defense, but just looked at the dragon chair on His Majesty Dan and asked, "What's wrong with King Qi?"

The Son of Heaven suddenly giggled, and laughed breathlessly: "This brother of mine is confused, and he actually took your name on the edict of the Zen throne, haha, did he think that he could sign it casually? Now his name is on the dragon plaque, but it is not among the Son of Heaven, but among the traitors, for the second traitor of the Ming Dynasty, do you see who he was before his name? It is the King of Yan, haha......"

Zhao Ran stared at it, it was really like this, but the order on the dragon plaque was very compact, and the handwriting was also very small, if you didn't look carefully, you really couldn't see it.

The Son of Heaven continued to laugh: "He was really confused, and he didn't take a good look, so he hurriedly sat up, is this dragon chair so easy to make?

After laughing for a moment, the Son of Heaven suddenly wanted to see Zhu Xianjian's expression, climbed up two steps, stared at his face that was continuing to grow old, and couldn't help but laugh again: "Brother Wang, you weren't like this before, I thought you should have known these things, but after reading your forged edict, I knew, it turns out that you don't even know anything! Didn't the Great Heavenly Master teach you? Didn't Chen Tianshi tell you? What did the people say? You are a mallet, ahahahaha!"

In the laughter of the Son of Heaven, Zhu Xianjian's Shouyuan finally came to an end, Zhao Ran looked at it with the eyes of heaven, and from this dragon chair, there seemed to be a faint red qi, which was withdrawn from Zhu Xianjian's body and was radiating towards the top of the hall.

Zhu Xianjian suddenly raised his wrist slightly, pointed his finger at Zhao Ran, and made a series of low sounds in his throat, which seemed to say that he wanted to "get up", and seemed to be counting "seven", and then his head was tilted, and his nostrils let out a "hiss...... Hiss...... Hiss...... hiss, hiss, hiss......" and remained motionless.

The Son of Heaven cautiously climbed up, probed Zhu Xianjian's snort, then patted Zhu Xianjian's face, and then suddenly cheered: "From today onwards, I can finally sleep peacefully! Chen Hong! Chen Hong! I ordered to go down, I want to bathe...... Chen Hong!"

Chen Hong hid behind Zhang Luo, poked his head out, retracted again, and did not answer.

The Son of Heaven looked at Zhao Ran again: "Zhao Zhiran, I finally saw you, I used to look at your portrait, and I always felt that you were much more heroic than the portrait." ”

Seeing that Zhao Ran frowned and was silent, he suddenly muttered in despair: "Actually, when I saw you today, I knew that I couldn't do it." But I don't want to die, I still want to live......"

Zhao Ran walked up to His Majesty, squatted beside the Son of Heaven, stretched out his hand and slowly touched it, and his fingertips suddenly trembled.

The Son of Heaven suddenly screamed, struggling to pounce and want to bite Zhao Ran, Zhao Ran spit out his mana, shook him away, frowned and asked, "Your Majesty answered me a few questions." First, where did the Five Elements Innate Truth you just mentioned come from? Second, when did you get the Mysterious Spirit in your body?"

The Son of Heaven ignored him, looking like a mad dog, still trying to pounce. But he was sealed by Zhu Xianjian's sea of qi, and it was not easy to even act, where could he get close to Zhao Ran.

Zhao Ran frowned, seeing the appearance of the Son of Heaven, I was afraid that it would be difficult to answer his question normally. After hesitating for a moment, the Nine Heavens Xuanlong Great Forbidden Technique was issued, and the Son of Heaven's mind suddenly froze. Zhao Ran waited anxiously for him to answer the question, but even if he didn't cast the spell with all his might, he didn't dare to guarantee that the Son of Heaven would be able to hold it, if the Son of Heaven couldn't withstand this blow, he would sleep for three or five days at a time, so today's question would be unnecessary.

Fortunately, the Son of Heaven held on and did not fall on the spot, so Zhao Ran immediately launched the second layer of the Great Forbidden Technique, and a soft and gentle voice appeared in the Son of Heaven's mind, asking about the two questions that Zhao Ran asked just now.

The Son of Heaven replied with drooling: "Where did the Xuanling come from, I don't know, I was in the Qiandi back then, and Master Shao found me and said that I have an innate talent in me, and I can be a king." ”

Zhao Ran thought for a while, and then asked, "Who else besides you?"

The Son of Heaven ate and said: "Yang Tinghe, Zhao De." ”

"What else?"

"I don't know. ”

The rope on Yang Tinghe's body, or the innate spirit, was sent to Zhao Ran by Ye Yunxuan, and Zhao De's rope, that is, Zhao Ran's own one, was the trouser belt he picked up on the way to serve in the distribution back then.

Seeing that the Son of Heaven was gradually in a coma, Zhao Ran seized the time to continue to ask: "The Wuhe you said is an innate true spirit, who told you this? Is it Master Shao?"

A moment of confusion flashed on the Son of Heaven's face, and he shook his head: "I thought about it myself, I spent thirty years thinking about this problem, and I thought it should be so. ”

"Who told him about the five virtues that King Qi said?"

The Son of Heaven laughed again: "No one told him that he was fooling it himself, that's not right...... Zhao Zhiran, in fact, your name is Zhao An, right?"

"King Qi asked just now, since it is not the qi of the five virtues, and it is not related to the virtue of the Son of Heaven, then it is still in ......" Asked this, Zhao Ran couldn't ask anymore, the Son of Heaven was already lying under the dragon chair, the corners of his mouth were salivating, and he was completely unconscious.

Zhao Ran looked up at the hall, Zhang Luo and the armor soldiers were standing solemnly below, and Chen Hong was still shrinking behind Zhang Luo and looking around.

After a moment of silence, he sighed heavily, and after listening to so much, he seemed to understand a lot, but he seemed to be more confused. Of course, he wanted to ask more questions, but the situation did not allow it, so he could only say to Zhang Luo: "Zhongdao, look at it, what's wrong with Your Majesty?"

Zhang Luo stepped forward quickly, hesitated for two steps, and then stepped on the ninth step of Dan Majesty, took a deep breath, leaned down, stretched out his hand to probe the snort of the Son of Heaven, looked at the unconscious Son of Heaven, and whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty, Jin Fang is waiting for Your Majesty below......"

Zhao Ran asked the palace: "Chen Hong, how did King Qi hurt the Son of Heaven?"

Zhao Ran asked, Chen Hong hurriedly flashed out from behind the pillar and knelt down the steps: "Abbot, King Qi dragged the Son of Heaven from the Danfang to the palace and sealed the Son of Heaven's Qi Sea, maybe he ......will be hurt by this."

Zhao Ran interrupted him: "If you just seal the sea of qi, you will never do it, why is there a sword wound in the abdomen?"

Chen Hong was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat, and when he saw Zhao Ran looking at him quietly, he replied tremblingly: "The Son of Heaven was unbearable to be humiliated by the King of Qi, so he resisted and was injured by the King of Qi with a blade......

Zhao Ran frowned and asked, "What blade?"

Chen Hong subconsciously glanced at the palace, his body couldn't help but be entangled again, and replied: "Short sword, short sword!"

Zhao Ran nodded, turned around and asked Zhang Luo: "Zhongdao, do you think there is still salvation?"

Zhang Luo shook his head and got up, and said solemnly: "Abbot, the sword of King Qi is pierced very deeply, and it is hopeless." ”

Zhao Ran squatted down to inspect and saw that a short sword was piercing the abdomen of the Son of Heaven, so he reached out and reached over, not grabbing the hilt of the sword, but going deep into the wound.

Zhao Ran closed his eyes, and after a while, his hand withdrew from the wound and said, "Not only the blade of the short sword, but also the mana of King Qi was punched into the sword, and the entire sea of Qi of the Son of Heaven was wasted. ”

Zhang slightly bowed: "What the abbot said is very true. ”

Zhao Ran walked to the dragon chair again, stretched out his hand to put Zhu Xianjian's wrist, and after a while, he commanded: "Please be loyal to the palace, if there is a troublemaker, there will be no forgiveness." Chen Hong appeased the palace people and prepared for the emperor's ceremony. ”

Chen Hong was scared and excited, knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "The minister obeys the abbot's edict." ”