Volume 1, Chapter 285: Beheading Princess Anyang

Princess Anyang faced her brother's questioning, she just glanced at him with contempt, then sighed and said:

"Your vision is too small, you don't understand!"

The Ninth Prince: '....'

The Ninth Prince felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly, why didn't he understand?

Of course he understood!

But he was unwilling to do it, that would cost his life!

Just like many people who are motivated to reform, they want to touch the interests of the nobles. Although such people are great, they die miserably!

The Ninth Prince's face became extremely hideous, staring at Princess Anyang with resentment, and cursed:

"Imperial sister, you will regret it!"

"Your efforts will be worthless!"

"When you die, when the entire Great Zhou Dynasty is destroyed, who will remember you?"

"When you are alive, you should indulge in enjoyment, and when you die, you won't feel sorry!"

The Ninth Prince coughed frantically every time he said a word.

In the end, he felt cold all over, and his eyelids were particularly heavy. He wanted to continue to hold on, but his body could no longer support it.

Soon, the Ninth Prince knelt weakly on the ground.

He knew that Princess Anyang would never let him go, so he could only pray to the gods: "Save me! Save me! As long as you save me, I will do anything!"

But what answered him was the disdainful sneer of the eldest brother of the Blood Nether Holy Land:

"What's the point of keeping a waste like you? As a dog, after you die, you should be killed and eaten as meat. Don't you even have this awareness?"

"How did you become the emperor? Did you rely on your sister? Waste!"

The eldest brother of the Blood Nether Holy Land was very disappointed. If the Ninth Prince could win the hearts of the people, how could Princess Anyang abolish him so easily.

Sure enough, waste is waste! It's

useless.

The Ninth Prince laughed miserably, and it was not until this moment that he suddenly realized.

He chose the wrong path!

If he followed Bai Qi, maybe he could still win, but if he followed the gods, people would just treat him like a dog.

The Ninth Prince crawled to his sister on his knees and begged, "Sister, give me one more chance, the last time, and I will do anything you ask me to do in the future."

"If you ask me to go east, I will never go west."

"I was wrong, sister!"

The Ninth Prince burst into tears.

However, no one sympathized with him at this moment.

The civil and military officials were indifferent, and some even suggested, "Princess, it is better to execute the deposed monarch as soon as possible."

The people cursed him even more.

Princess Anyang looked at her own brother, shook her head gently, and sighed, "I have given you many chances, but you never cherished them. This time, there is no chance!"

"You have offended the public."

After saying that, she looked at Qian Chuan.

Qian Chuan immediately understood Princess Anyang's idea.

He slapped his hand casually, and a sharp gust of wind pierced the Ninth Prince's eyebrows.

"No! Sister, I am your own brother! We were born of the same mother. Are you doing this to our mother?"

The Ninth Prince screamed.

"Can you still remember our mother?"

Princess Anyang seemed to recall the past years, when they had struggled to survive. For this brother, she was even willing to marry the Xiongnu.

But how did this brother treat her?

Suddenly, Princess Anyang's eyes turned cold, and she remembered Bai Qi who had saved her from the Xiongnu.

At this moment, her heart was extremely firm.

"When you wanted to kill General Bai Qi, it was no longer the same!"

"I died for you many times. For the rest of my life, I only belong to the general!"

Princess Anyang no longer had a trace of tenderness at this moment, and only had disgust for the Ninth Prince.

"No, I can change, I can change... Sister..."

The Ninth Prince cried bitterly and wanted to struggle again, but the next moment, endless pain spread throughout his body, and everything in front of him became extremely dark.

His consciousness was extinguished in an instant!

Ninth Prince, die!

"Your Majesty is wise!"

Seeing this scene, Yang Wudi, Yang Paifeng and others even waved their fists excitedly, feeling extremely happy, and it should have been like this a long time ago.

"Good! This is the fate of a tyrant!"

The most excited person was Yue Yunlei. If the empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty at this moment was not Princess Anyang, he would have wanted to sing a song to celebrate.

The people cheered even more.

Such a Princess Anyang was more courageous and decisive than the previous Great Zhou emperors. She

was also more responsible than all the Great Zhou emperors and was willing to take on everything, even the infamy.

They could be happy to have such a Great Zhou emperor!

As long as they can survive this time, the future of the Great Zhou Dynasty will get better and better.

"It's over, it's all over!"

"The Ninth Prince is simply a waste!"

Only the third worshiper was like a mourning. The eldest brother of the Blood Nether Holy Land said very clearly that if you want to be his dog, you must have value.

A dog without value is like a rotten rag and can be thrown away at will.

The Ninth Prince is like this, how much better can he, the Third Worshiper, be?

He is no longer of any use to the immortals and gods!

Thinking of this, the three worshippers' legs softened and they knelt in front of Princess Anyang, cheering loudly:

"I pay my respects to the emperor. Long live the emperor, long live the emperor!"

Suddenly, everyone was stunned.

"This is too shameless!"

Yang Wudi's mouth twitched. He didn't expect these eunuchs to be so shameless!

Even Qian Chuan's eyebrows jumped. The seniors were still seniors. When it came to shamelessness, he was far behind.

He had a new understanding of his ancestors, who were even softer than his bones!

But isn't it a bit late to change his attitude now?

In this regard, he was better, at least he was very accurate in judging people.

Sure enough, Princess Anyang didn't even look at the three worshippers. If it weren't for the fact that the three worshippers knew who killed General Bai Qi's mother, Princess Anyang would have wanted to kill him first.

At this moment, Princess Anyang calmly looked up at the immortal god in the sky. She held the bronze altar tightly in her hand and smiled:

"Don't you want to kill me?"

"Then come on!"

"I'm right here. If you blink, I lose!"

Princess Anyang arranged her crown and even put on a dragon robe. She sat majestically on the throne that Qian Chuan had just moved.

She had no momentum at all, and lost to the proud senior brother of the Blood Nether Holy Land.

Suddenly, the morale of the Great Zhou Dynasty increased greatly.

"This is our true emperor!"

"The emperor should not be afraid of danger!"

"Even if you die, you must die standing!"

The soldiers were full of pride. They thought of the days when they followed Bai Qi to fight against the Huns.

No matter how difficult Bai Qi faced, he always looked fearless.

This was the magic needle in their hearts.

You can lose the account, but you can't lose the momentum! Confidence cannot collapse!

"A mortal can be so beautiful!"

"This demeanor is even better than some goddesses in the holy land."

At this moment, even the other junior brothers and sisters of the senior brother of the Blood Nether Holy Land were amazed in their hearts.

A mortal woman who can do this is beyond their imagination.

If such a woman can practice again, then there may be another empress in the cultivation world!

What a grand occasion that would be?

Just as they were thinking, the senior brother of the Blood Nether Holy Land finally made a move.

There was a trace of reluctance in his eyes. A woman like Princess Anyang had successfully aroused his interest.

However, there was no room for error today.

"Princess Anyang, I know you hold the bronze altar in your hand. Even if you die, you can still make sacrifices! Then this Holy Son will fulfill your wish!"

"Since you want to die for the one you love, I will be the good man!"

"Let you go to hell together."

The senior brother of the Blood Nether Holy Emperor was full of anger. Whether to kill Princess Anyang or not, the result was already determined.

If Princess Anyang didn't die, she would still make sacrifices.

If he killed Princess Anyang, Princess Anyang's blood would instantly be sacrificed to the bronze altar.

This was the determination of this woman!

But the senior brother of the Blood Nether Holy Emperor was not a vegetarian. Just now, he had burned a drop of his own essence and blood and told the elders in the same camp as him about the situation here.

Let him bring people to save himself immediately!

Even if Bai Qi came out, what would happen?

Those who could come out were definitely not at the level of the Human Emperor!

His eldest senior brother from the Blood Nether Holy Land cannot suppress these people, but the backers behind him can!

Just now, the reason why the eldest senior brother from the Blood Nether Holy Land watched the show from the sidelines was because he also needed time to contact his backers.

How could he believe the Third Priest and the Ninth Prince.

These two idiots were able to make Bai Qi turn the tables with such a big advantage. If he put all his hopes on these two people, wouldn’t it be too stupid.

Now, the backers behind him have replied and asked him to go ahead and do it, so he doesn’t need to wait any longer.

The eldest senior brother from the Blood Nether Holy Land raised his hand, and a blood-colored sword light slashed straight at Princess Anyang.

"Bai Qi, you are not a hero even if you sacrifice your woman!"

"Just watch with your own eyes how I kill your woman."