Reborn 80,000 Years

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of 80,000 years of rebirth!Chapter 157 What should be the crime?

One sword cut the sea of ​​clouds!

Seeing this scene, Mo Fan sat on the ground with a "plop", his face was pale and bloodless, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat.At this moment, he couldn't even think of resistance, because compared with Yang Chen, his sword power was as small as an ant...

"I lost, you are really strong..."

Mo Fan sighed and stood up leisurely from the ground, his face full of bitterness.

Twenty years of arrogance and 20 years of arrogance, only to this day know that there are people outside the world.

Yang Chen smiled and did not speak.

And seeing this scene, a burst of violent applause suddenly sounded around, and the cheers continued for a long time, and everyone was also infected by Yang Chen's overwhelming battle.

After the host announced the results, Yang Chen walked off the stage.

Being a champion again, really lonely...

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from not far away:

"Yang Chen!"

The voice was thick and hurried, and quite familiar. Yang Chen turned around, but Ling Song came over and asked anxiously: "Where is my daughter? I heard that my daughter had an accident?"

"Zhen Guohou." Yang Chen clasped his fists.

"Let me ask you, where is my daughter?" Ling Song walked forward quickly, grabbing Yang Chen's hands, his face full of anxiety and anxiety.

Yang Chen was silent for a moment, and said, "Uncle Ling, don't worry, the monitor is fine now and is resting. She was injured during the game just now..."

"where is it?"

Ling Song said anxiously.

Yang Chen immediately took him over. After entering the room, when Ling Song saw his daughter's appearance, his eyes instantly turned red, and he walked quickly to Ling Yuyao's side and said: "Yaoyao, my dear daughter, you How did it become like this?"

Ling Yuyao stuck out her tongue and said, "Father, it's okay, just touch it, Yang Chen has already cured me."

However, hearing this, Ling Song was furious.

He stood up and glared at Yang Chen: "Yang Chen, I ask you, why didn't you save my daughter when she was in the game?"

"Father!" Upon hearing this, Ling Yuyao suddenly became anxious: "Father, don't talk nonsense, it was Yang Chen who saved me!"

"He saved you?"

Ling Song sneered, pointed at Yang Chen, and said, "If he saves you? Will it make you like this?"

As Ling Song said, there was a sting in his heart, and tears almost fell.

Ling Yuyao is his only daughter and only relative. If something happens to the other party, he swears that he will be crazy!

"Master Ling!" At this moment, Luo Qingling walked up and said, "I hope you don't make troubles unreasonably, so that Qianjin will become like this. We don't want any of us. To put it hard, Master Yang has nothing to do with Ling Qianjin. It is love to save her, but it is duty not to save her!"

"If you make troubles unreasonably, you will be a little bit ignorant." Luo Qingling said in a cold voice, unceremoniously.

However, when he heard this, Ling Yuyao lowered her head slightly, and the phrase "Master Yang has nothing to do with Ling Qianjin" made Ling Yuyao feel very uncomfortable.

Yang Chen was silent for a moment.

Suddenly he clasped his fists and said, "I'm sorry, Uncle Ling!"

"It's because I didn't take good care of the monitor! I have always told you that I treat her as a younger sister, but I haven't fulfilled the responsibility of being an older brother. This is my fault! If Uncle Ling has grievances, please Sprinkle it on me!"

"Yang Chen, it's not like this..." Ling Yuyao was anxious, and quickly pulled off the corner of Ling Song's clothes, and said dissatisfied: "Father, what are you doing! I'm angry again!"

However, when he heard this, Ling Song's figure shook.

He sat down dejectedly, his face pale, and said to himself in a daze:

"Thirty years of official career, to protect the family and the country, guard the Quartet... The country is already guarded, the family is not protected... Wife and son are separated!"

"Ah……"

Ling Song gave a sad laugh.

Hearing this, everyone frowned, not understanding why he became like this.

But only Yang Chen and Ling Yuyao suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable when they heard these words, as if something was stuck in their throat, making them choke.

"Yaoyao, go, Dad will take you home." Ling Song patted Ling Yuyao's hand, and was about to carry his daughter back to Ling Mansion.

However, before he moved, a voice suddenly came over:

"Zhen Guohou, shouldn't you be guarding the safety of the imperial capital today? Why are you here?"

I saw a figure stepping in from outside the door, but it was the sage of the Qingfeng Empire, Jiang Chixin!

It's just that the other party's face was so gloomy, it seemed to suppress his anger.

Seeing the other party, Ling Song directly knelt to the ground, respectfully: "Chen, Zhen Guohou, I have seen your Majesty!"

"Get up."

"Your Majesty!" Ling Song stood up, with a respectful look on his face from beginning to end.

But don't know why, Yang Chen suddenly found a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Jing Guohou, I just ask you, why are you here?" Jiang Chi frowned and said displeased: "Gu remember, you should be at the gate of the city today to guard the safety of the imperial capital, right?"

"Yes."

"Then you will be here?" Jiang Chixin suddenly Long Yan was furious.

Upon hearing this, Ling Song immediately knelt on the ground and replied: "Your Majesty Qi, today the minister heard that the little girl was injured in the Grand Competition, so he rushed to take a look and see your majesty's lessons."

Jiang Chixin frowned slightly and glanced at the injured Ling Yuyao, but he said coldly: "Absurd! For the sake of his children's love, he neglected his duty and left the emperor's capital at risk! Ling Song, you are so brave! "

Ling Song lowered his head.

Two lines of tears suddenly slid down on his face.

"Your Majesty, Minister, Ling Yuyao is a daughter! I hope that your Majesty will understand the beloved daughter of the minister, and don't punish the little girl. If you want to punish, just punish Ling Song!"

Jiang Chixin snorted coldly and said, "Your daughter is hurt, I will not punish her."

"The lone punishes you with a rod of twenty and deducts salaries for half a year to show your reign!"

"No!" Hearing this, Ling Yuyao said immediately: "Your Majesty, my father is over forty years old, he will not be able to bear the blame of twenty!"

"Shut up!" Ling Song suddenly drank, and said coldly: "This is not a punishment, this is a reward from your majesty to the minister! What do you know!"

"Father..." Ling Yuyao's tone was stagnant.

"Don't worry, father is okay." Ling Song's tone slowed down a bit, and then hugged a fist at Yang Chen, and said: "Yang Chen, I said something serious to you just now. I was wrong. But please forgive me. Sending my little girl back, Ling Song is grateful!"

Yang Chen nodded.

After speaking, Ling Song just stood up, walked out with a sullen face, and received the penalty.

What everyone didn't see was that when he was passing by Jiang Chixin, the look in his eyes suddenly became extremely cold.

This look reminded Yang Chen of someone...

Emperor Jingxin.