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"The national teacher has returned to Beijing!"

Suddenly, I don't know who yelled in the crowd.

The scholars outside the palace gate suddenly became quiet.

The teahouse was chatting and laughing, as if the ministers who had everything in their control were also stunned.

"He...Why didn't he die?" Wang Shigong said incredulously.

Xu Yuan guessed: "Could it be that he didn't attack the Lotus Temple and Guizhen Temple? Humph, but he returned to Beijing this time, as long as we keep pressing the emperor, we can also make him die."

Su Xun slept with the queen. The queen was his daughter. His Xu family's face was lost, and Xu Yuan couldn't wait to cramp Su Xun.

"Tatatata..."

"Enclose it all, hurry up, hurry up!"

At this moment, accompanied by a rush of horseshoes, the people from Embroidery Division surrounded the group of scholars.

Su Xun rode behind him unhurriedly.

As for the people of the Dragon Army, their camp is outside the city, and they cannot enter the city without the emperor's decree and warrant.

Surrounded by people from the Embroidery Division, the scholars from all counties and cities across the country were somewhat panicked.

After all, the emperor did not dare to kill them, so Su Xun dare.

Wasn't that the way the group of scholars from the capital died like this two days ago?

Even if after Su Xun killed them, the emperor killed Su Xun again in order to calm the anger of the scholars of the world, what use would it do for them?

"Dangling~"

Suddenly, the commander of the Embroidery Division threw two heads in front of the scholars and shouted: "The national teacher went on the expedition and destroyed the Lotus Temple and the Guizhen Temple. He personally killed the Lianhua Temple host Wangkong and Lianhua Patriarch and Yu Fei, head of Guizhen View!"

boom!

The whole audience exploded in an instant.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible, the ancestor Lotus is Wu Sheng, how could he kill Wu Sheng!"

"Who knows where you found two people to pretend to be, the Lotus Temple and Guizhen Temple can never be destroyed!"

"That's right, it must be false..."

The scholars did not believe this at all, because in their cognition, the Lotus Temple and Guizhen Temple could not be destroyed anyway.

At the teahouse, Wang Shigong and others looked at each other.

Seeing Su Xun's safe return with their own eyes, and reminiscing that there was no news about the Lotus Temple and Guizhen Temple in the past two days, their hearts were already a little vacant.

The next second, Su Xun stepped into the air.

boom!

Immediately after a huge divine might poured out from Su Xun's body, he transformed into the divine emperor's body, and his figure suddenly rose several meters, like a giant overlooking the world.

Still the same sentence, after knowing that Wu Sheng is not his opponent, he has no scruples in this world.

Stop pretending, I have a showdown, I am God!

Everyone watched this scene blankly.

"Impossible? Are you talking about impossible to the original god?"

Su Xun spoke, and the voice spread throughout the capital, with great power and sway over the world, making everyone feel bored and breathless.

"God! The national teacher is really a god!"

"My Niang Le, the gods are down, the gods are down!"

"See the gods..." "See the gods."

The people, vendors, craftsmen, and all the people who saw this scene all knelt down and bowed to Su Xun's divine body.

The scholars and the ministers in the teahouse looked up at the giant dumbfounded, as if thunder exploded in their minds, leaving nothing.

"Hahahaha, I said that the national teacher is a real person among the immortals, and those stocks don’t believe me, see if they believe it or not!"

Zheng Kun in the palace couldn't help laughing heartily when he saw this scene. He could almost think of the shock and panic expressions of those civil ministers.

With Su Xun's support, he can do whatever he wants from now on.

"He... it turns out... he is really a god, he didn't lie to me, but... how is this possible, how is it possible."

In the Hall of Reaching the Stars, Queen Xu looked up at the huge figure, her eyes were shocked and then at a loss, she had fallen into self-doubt.

"Isn't you waiting to behead the head of the god, the **** is standing here, with a good head, who dares to take it!"

Every word of Su Xun was like thunder and thunder, deafening.

The sages were pale and sweaty, and their souls were almost shattered.

"God... the gods calm down their anger, the gods calm down their anger, we know we are wrong, we know it is wrong."

"Grandpa Shenxian forgive me, we don't dare anymore, we will go back now, we won't come to the capital in this life."

"It's all Wang Shi Gong Wang Xiang and they let us do this, the gods are forgiving..."

These people who were full of mouths, the righteous and awe-inspiring scholars showed their ugliness at this time, crying and frightened one by one, and they sold Wang Shigong and others without hesitation.

Wang Shigong and others in the private room in the teahouse were also bloodless.

Who dares not admit that Su Xun is a **** now?

This horse is not a god, what else can it be?

They were crying without tears in their hearts.

Brother, no, uncle, since you are so awesome, you can show it on the first day.

Then we knelt and licked you a long time ago, how could we dare to offend you.

Isn't this deliberately cheating?

Suddenly, they saw a giant hand descending from the sky and coming straight to the teahouse where they were.

All the faces were filled with horror.

"Master, please spare me, please spare me, old man, I know I was wrong, please let me go."

The ironclad Wang Shigong knelt.

"Master, I am the father of the Queen's Empress. A couple hundred days of grace, please forgive me."

"Forgiveness, Master of the National Normal University..."

At this time, these people who calculated Su Xun were so scared that they cried and cried.

But the big hand took it without stopping.

For the sake of face and pomp, they packaged this teahouse down. As for the cook and Xiao Er on the first floor, they ran out to worship the gods.

So now there are only people like Wang Shigong in the entire teahouse.

Su Xun took the palm of his hand and killed all the people who should be killed, no innocent bystanders.

"Under the palm of the god, everything that can survive is no longer pursued by the god."

The voice fell, and the giant palm fell.

boom!

The teahouse was slapped to pieces in an instant.

Everyone is afraid of their hearts. Is this the power of God? It is really hopeless.

Su Xun retracted his palm, and there were no people living in the broken teahouse, only scum.

After all, how can mere mortals survive under the palm of God?

Therefore, from the moment when they targeted Su Xun repeatedly, their ending was doomed.

Su Xun has never been a great saint who repays grievances with virtue.

If you have grudges, you have to take revenge, and you must kill all the enemies, then he will have no enemies.

"You blasphemy is a capital crime, but the **** is merciful, and specially grants you a way to survive, and those who scatter all the family wealth to rescue the people, can live, and offenders, the gods will take the top of the head."

Su Xun gave those scholars a way of life, but they also had to let them taste the pain, and by the way, reap a wave of fame and belief among the people.

It is better to use waste than to kill them.

After all, he had already killed a wave of capital scholars before, and killing again would be a little scary.

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