Chapter 257: The Clan Was Captured
"Tread!"
Ji Haotian gradually moved forward, finally stopped and stood in front of Tuoba Heshuo.
“Tick!”
Under the huge psychological pressure, Tuoba He Shuo's faces were filled with cold sweat, splashing on the ground, but he didn't dare to reach out to wipe them, let alone look up, and his eyes were always on Ji Haotian's golden boots.
"You have a good attitude."
Ji Haotian's voice exploded in Tuoba and Shuo's ears. When Tuoba and Shuo heard it, it was like a thunder in the sun, making people feel restless and their souls trembled.
"It's a pity that Tuoba Yunxiao's death."
Ji Haotian's voice sounded again.
"No! This bastard is damn!"
Tuoba and Shuo did not dare to look up, and spoke with rapid breathing: "It's all my fault that Tuoba and Shuo are not good at teaching their children! They have raised such a tyrannical and domineering rebellious son! Usually, Tuoba Yunxiao is not enterprising! He is a tyrannical man and a domineering woman! He is full of evil! He should have died! If you kill him, you will eliminate harm to the people!"
The loud voice and sincere attitude make people feel that Tuoba and Shuo are really not sorry for Tuoba Yunxiao's death.
Seeing this scene, even Fan Xunzhang, who was standing opposite Tuoba Heshuo, had a look of contempt flashed in his eyes at this moment.
As fathers, Tuoba and Shuo were able to survive for themselves and insulted their deceased son in every way. They didn't look like royal relatives. This kind of integrity is even worse than a street beggar.
"That's right, Tuoba Yunxiao deserves to die."
Ji Haotian's voice was calm and without any fluctuation: "I meant a pity, not his life, but Tuoba Yunxiao's death, which still failed to make you repent. He dared to make mistakes again and again, covet China!"
Ji Haotian's voice became deeper and more oppressive.
"Huhh!"
Tuoba Heshuo was sweating coldly and had difficulty breathing.
"Since the death of a son has failed to make you put away your wolf's ambitions, then there is really no need for you to stay in this world in the Shuo Palace!"
Ji Haotian said a word, as if he had given the death penalty to King Shuo's lineage.
"No! No!!"
When Tuoba and Shuo heard this, they suddenly raised their heads, their hairstyles were scattered, and their eyes were flinched: "I admit it! I admit it! I admit that I came today! It was to seize the Western Region! But I know it was wrong! I already know it was wrong! Please show mercy to my royal family! Leave incense!"
Ji Haotian smiled and said, "Incense?"
"That's right! Although I, Tuoba and Shuo, should be punished! My sons are all well-educated people who are loyal and patriotic! If they stay in Yanjing and one day they can enter the court, they will definitely become pillars of the country!"
Tuoba and Shuo had no way out at this moment, and just wanted to protect their descendants and prevent their surname from extinguishing the incense.
"Loyalty to the emperor? Patriotism?"
Ji Haotian gently spit out four words.
Then, he waved his hand.
"Hulala!"
Outside the west wall of the royal palace, six bamboo poles worth more than ten meters were suddenly lifted up.
"Crazy!"
The wind was flying, and the six flagpoles were picked up on the head, which was a dragon robe with golden light all over the body and five-clawed golden dragons lingering.
Gold thread tattoo.
Swallowing the sun and the moon.
All five claws crossed the shoulders.
The other five pieces are all fiery red python robes.
The workmanship is exquisite, the python patterns are fine, and the five big pythons are lifelike, as if they want to choose someone to eat. The majesty exudes is terrifying.
The patterns and trends are extremely particular, and at first glance they are made by famous craftsmen.
No one in the folk can imitate such materials and workmanship, or no one dares to imitate them.
"Dragon, dragon robe?"
When Fan Meng and Fan Ao saw the dragon robe lifted up, they leaned over and wanted to kneel down.
"Let's wait!"
Fan Xunzhang shouted, raised his hand and cut off the movements of the two of them. He looked at the dragon robe that was raised high, and his face was horrified: "This dragon robe is in a weird style! It is not the court robe that was used by the pilgrimage!"
"Of course this is not."
Ji Haotian stood there, his voice still calm: "This dragon robe and five python robe were prepared by King Shuo for himself and his five sons! It was a great gift he offered to his new dynasty!"
"This, this..."
Tuoba Heshuo saw six fluttering robes, his body softened and collapsed on the ground.
At this moment, he had no time to think about how these clothes would appear here.
My mind roared, my mind was confused and my witty.
"Tuoba Heshuo! You thief really intend to rebel!"
Fan Xunzhang angrily scolded, shrugged his shoulders and said furiously: "Do you know, what kind of sin is this?"
"Impossible! You can't know all this! You are lying to me! This dragon robe! It was not found from my mansion!"
Tuoba Heshuo's eyes were crazy and he looked at Ji Haotian with a loud shout.
"hehe."
Ji Haotian smiled indifferently, raised his arm, and pointed his slender fingers in another direction.
Tuoba and Shuo looked around casually, and in just one second, all fantasies were broken: "Ji Haotian! You!!!"
"puff--"
A mouthful of blood mist sprayed on the ground in front of Tuoba Heshuo. In just a moment, he felt as if he had spent half his life and he became old in an instant.
When the father and son of the Fan family saw Tuoba and Shuo's appearance, their eyes were full of curiosity, and they also looked in that direction, and then they were stunned.
On the other side of the yard, at some point, two cranes had already lifted a beam dozens of meters above the ground. The few young men and buddies of the Shuo Prince's Mansion who were domineering in Yanjing City were all tied and hung on the beam. They were all covered in blood, and they could not tell whether they were dead or alive.
"this……!"
"The few little princes in Prince Shuo's Mansion were all hung up?"
"Is this true? In Yanjing City, is there anyone who dares to do such a thing?"
“…!”
"Ji Haotian! You're so bullying!"
Tuoba and Shuo's blood were ignited, and their eyes were full of resentment: "My Prince Shuo's Mansion! After all, the imperial surname is on his head! You dare to toss my sons into this way! Do you really don't know what my Prince Shuo's Mansion is?"
"I just seemed to have said this to me."
Ji Haotian raised the corner of his mouth slightly and glanced at Kong Siguang's headless corpse that had been stiff.
Then, he turned around suddenly and turned his eyes on Tuoba and Shuo.
"Huhh!"
Tuoba and Shuo did not breathe, and almost fainted. Ji Haotian's powerful aura made him feel like his heart was about to jump out of his throat: "Kong Siguang is just a wild man in the world! But my Prince Shuo's Mansion! It is the royal family granted by the emperor!"
"You dare to be king in front of me?"
Ji Haotian's eyes were slightly raised, and Tuoba and Shuo were so scared that he rolled and crawled on the ground and took a few steps back, still making the final resistance: "Ji Haotian! Don't forget your identity! You are the young master of Jiuzhou Pavilion! Your duty! You resist foreign humiliation! Eliminate foreign enemies! And even if I, Tuoba and Shuo, did many mistakes, it will ultimately belong to my internal affairs! Besides! I am still the brother of the pilgrimage! It flows from my bones! But the blood of the royal family!"
"oh?"
Ji Haotian looked at Tuoba Heshuo who was hoarse, and said with interest, then his eyes became even more cold: "Who told you that I will deal with you as the Lord of Jiuzhou Pavilion today?"
Just a few short words made Tuoba and Shuo feel shocked.
Ji Haotian lowered his body slightly, looked at Tuoba and Shuo and asked with a smile: "Do you know, before I took the position of the head of the pavilion, what did others call me?"
Chapter completed!