I Am Supreme Chapter 537: The wind rises, the clouds come!

On this day, it will be almost in the morning.

Lao Mei's expression was indifferent, and she walked out of the room; Lao Mei was imprisoned in a secret room in the palace, not a cell, and she was not bound by shackles.

At the right time, someone came to put the shackles on Lao Mei, but Lao Mei's expression was still indifferent, and she was not at the mercy of others.

Then the people led a carriage, and the carriage started slowly and left the palace.

Lao Mei closed her eyes in the car, feeling calm before.

Last night, the scene of the little emperor Yu Qiankun coming to talk to him, one by one, appeared in front of him. Lao Mei, who claims to have insight into everything, still couldn't help but a sneerful smile appeared in the corner of her mouth.

"Boer please greet Grandpa Mei."

"Can't afford it."

"Grandpa Mei is polite, this time Bo'er came to say goodbye to Grandpa Mei."

"Farewell? Is the old man's limit up?"

"Grandpa Mei thinks too much, this is a plan...this is how things are..."

"Grandpa Mei, there is nothing I can do about it... The situation is like this now. If we can't respond as soon as possible, the world will reappear in turmoil and return to troubled times at every turn... Without Jiu Shu's return, I have nothing to do. It can be dealt with. Now, the lives of all the people in the Manchu dynasty, civil and military, are all under the control of others, and the situation is as bad as it is."

"If the nine uncles are hopeless again, then, then, it is really just a turbulent reappearance of the world, and his life will be charred; Grandpa Mei is also a person who has walked this way. It should be known that the world has only been in Jingping for a few years. A few, there are many ambitious people, too many and too many want to replace me? A bad one is that the people are plagued and the common people are perished..."

"But as long as Uncle Jiu returns to this world, the world will be determined by the first battle, and the Ding Tianxuan will be determined. Grandpa Mei, I am also a last resort in desperation. Please Grandpa Mei sympathizes with Bo'er for his love for the people. ."

"Speaking of it, it's just that the old man's crippling life is a straw that brought Master Yunzun back this time, a little bet?"

"If there is a choice, how can Bo'er do what this relative hurts the enemy quickly; if Jiu Shu returns, he will naturally save you Grandpa Mei as soon as possible, but if I don’t do this, it’s true Powerless to deal with the current situation... Hey, Grandpa Mei, Bo’er doesn’t know, besides making a decision now, take you as the last one, Jiu Shu came to save your old man, but where would you forgive me? His old man will naturally take you Go far and fly..."

"We are really the last, Master Yunzun will come again to save the old man, and Yutang will never be restored again. Of course, the old man will be the last for you. If Master Yunzun doesn't come, the old man will die, and the same will be the last, right? "

"Grandpa Mei...If the Jiushu does not come, it is the fate that should be the case, everyone is fate, and all are fortunate. You are always one step ahead. If you don’t go to this extreme, how can you provoke the other world? Induction..."

Old Mei haha ​​laughed: "Well said, those who make big things don't stick to the trivial, the old man asks and cuts things, but it is just a little means, whether it can achieve the long-cherished wish, today is the last time between the old man and your kid, or the end of the world , Or a ghostly path!"

"...Grandpa Mei, please be considerate of Boa."

"The old man is going to die, do you kid let me be considerate of you?"

"Regardless of whether Grandpa Mei will be considerate of Bo'er, Boer still wants to see Grandpa Mei again..." Yu Qiankun's face was full of melancholy: "Grandpa Mei, you are my past... the only fruit is left. People..."

Lao Mei suddenly looked up: "The only fruit left? I am the only one who escorted you and protected you?"

"They have already left and will never come back..." Yu Qiankun said in a sad voice: "Since I became the emperor... Bai Yixue and Fang Mofei took those people with them and flew away..."

Lao Mei frowned and sneered; "I don't believe it!"

Yu Qiankun sighed: "It's true..."

Lao Mei snorted, and said: "If Bai Yixue and Fang Mofei were going to leave, would they not tell the old man? The two of them did not say a word, and disappeared directly... Among them, if it were not for the Emperor, you Once you have made a move, who can flatten all the traces!?"

Yu Qiankun stood up and said, "Grandpa Mei, I will say goodbye today, and there will be no future. You are old... take care."

Lao Mei laughed again. Return to silence.

Even now, sitting in the carriage heading to the execution ground, Lao Mei sneered as long as she remembered the meeting yesterday.

What a hypocrisy, what a pretentiousness!

While you made a decree to cut me off, beheaded to show the public, and at the same time tell me what is affectionate, take care...

Sitting in the carriage, Lao Mei sneered.

"Boer, Boer... If Yunzun-sama knew that you would become what you are today, I don't know if you will be brought back to Yutang. It is often said that the Royal Palace is the world. The biggest dye vat was finally witnessed today. It is true that the heart of the innocence is also eroded by this dye vat! Hahahaha..."

On the way to the execution ground, Lao Mei sneered like no one.

……

At this moment, there is already a sea of ​​people on the field.

Beheaded Mei Wenjian, the steward of the Cloud Palace.

Mei Wenjian, colluding with evil spirits, framed Lord Yun, causing Lord Yun's whereabouts to be unknown now, life and death unknown; the crime is extremely heinous, three quarters at noon, a canon punishment.

Countless people came after hearing the news and flocked to watch the execution.

"The evil slave is back, it should be killed and shaved, and it is hard to forgive its fault!"

"Very full of evil spirits, frantic!"

"The sharp-mouthed monkey cheek on his face is not a good thing!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

The voice of the masses is getting louder and louder.

Lao Mei, who was **** by the big five flowers, closed his eyes and stood upright on the execution platform. There was no need to open his eyes to confirm. With the touch of the warrior, he could sense that the sun in the sky was slowly turning towards Walk at three noon.

At this moment, it is already noon, and there are three quarters away from the time of execution!

Or, this will be the last three moments of this life!

All around, there are huge crowds of people and voices. It seems that everyone is full of righteous indignation, and they are all hoarsely condemning themselves as the unjust person who has betrayed the prince and framed the prince!

Everyone seems to be out of grief and indignation. The so-called tactics are nothing more than that.

But Lao Mei didn't feel sad, let alone fear. Instead, she just wanted to laugh, she wanted to laugh.

Do you know who Lord Yun is?

Do you know Lord Yun?

Do you know the reason for all this, the whole story?

The decree?

Hahahaha...

Master Yun, that's my big brother!

Since I was young, my elder brother and I have been born and died together, scouring the world, riding horses, and beating the enemy at a moment's notice; for the eldest brother, the old man will die all his life and look back!

Bad brother, for me, is not hesitating to break his bones!

Amidst thousands of troops, we rushed back and forth, and we fought **** battles before Yutang Pass!

Now, I have become a rebellious murderer who betrayed my elder brother!

How ridiculous!

How sad!

Do you know that if the eldest brother wants me to die, it would be too much trouble to say a word, just one look is enough!

Conversely, if I want my brother's life, he will definitely tie himself up and pass the knife to my hand!

If I can't bear to do it myself, he will do it himself, cut his head and send it to me!

This is the relationship between our brothers!

What do you know?

Standing on the execution platform, Lao Mei suddenly felt more and more frustrated. She used to fight **** battles, her life of nine deaths, her... everything; there are more than hundreds of scars on her body...

What exactly is it for?

For what!

Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world?

The souls sigh, the people are in disaster?

"Hahahaha..." Lao Mei closed her eyes, suddenly raised her eyes to the sky and laughed, her laughter gradually increased: "Hahahahahaha..."

"It's three quarters noon!"

With a loud shout.

Everyone is silent.

A ling arrow, thrown down from above, came along with it, and there was a cold command: "Cut!"

Only one word.

The executioner strode forward, the ghost head knife flashed coldly, and the sharp light pointed directly at Lao Mei.

The executioner stretched out his hand and pulled out the desperate move behind Lao Mei, and shouted: "You and I have no grievances in the past, and I have no grudges in the past, and I have to do my duty; here to Huangquan, a good journey; the next life In the afterlife, prosperity and glory!"

A bowl of spirits was brought to Lao Mei.

Drunk wine, drunk Jiuquan!

Old Mei haha ​​laughed, his head moved, but he knocked the bowl of wine to the ground.

Does this demon's life still get the original intention?

Is this filthy red dust still worthy of nostalgia? !

Even if there is an afterlife, I don’t want it!

The executioner didn't care when he saw it. He lived by beheading and execution. Half of the world was immersed in this way. He had already faced too many people to be beheaded, and he had seen all kinds of reactions. Since I poured a bowl of spirits, drank half a bowl on my back, then sprinkled the rest of the bowl on the ghost knife, raised it high, and said loudly: "The ghost door is open, please go on the road!"

The Guitou Knife whizzed and fell abruptly.

This is a sharp cut, and it is also a sharp cut!

As soon as the owl's first knife was about to enter his body, a muffled grunt sounded from afar.

The muffled sound can be heard from far and near, but it doesn't seem to be very loud, just like someone making a noise from the left and right. However, after this sound, the space within a thousand feet of the field suddenly collapsed.

The ghost knife in the executioner's hand also turned into two pieces for no apparent reason.

Then, a calm voice rang: "Who dares to kill my brother!"

That... is clearly Yun Xiaoyao's voice.

Yun Yang, who was about to take action, suddenly changed his expression, and suddenly an inexplicable surprise appeared in his heart.

Father is not dead!

Prior to this, although Shangguan Lingxiu and Shui Wuyin have repeatedly advised Yun Yang, Yun Yang himself has tried his best to analyze, trying to tell himself that Yun Xiaoyao is not dead, but has lost track for some reason. There is no news. There is good news.

But in the depths of Yun Yang's heart, how can he not worry, how can he not worry about it!

Since vaguely learned that some of the nine elder brothers may not have died, or even most of them have not died, Yun Yang has faintly invested his feelings on Yun Xiaoyao, which has nothing to do with him. Blood relationship is better than someone with blood relationship. Yun Yang even fears. If Yun Xiaoyao really died because of Yu Qiankun's relationship, can he really let him go off? !

At this moment, Yun Xiaoyao unexpectedly reappeared, appearing in the field to save Lao Mei, which is nothing but the gospel from heaven, making Yun Yang ecstatic!

"Dare the thief!"

It was also at the moment when Yun Xiaoyao's figure appeared, the voice spread throughout the audience, and five gray shadows appeared, cutting through the sky from five directions, and rushing towards Yun Xiaoyao.

Immediately after that, an extremely fierce battle started!

Yun Xiaoyao let out a long scream: "Whoever wants to kill Mei Wenjian is a life and death enmity with Yun Xiaoyao, and we don't share the same heaven!"

The five weird enemies didn’t talk to each other, but Qi Qi launched an offensive and launched a fierce attack on Yun Xiaoyao. Although Yun Xiaoyao would not be defeated on the spot, he was unable to attack Lao Mei Shi for a time. aid.

But his arrival has already explained the problem, and his identity was immediately revealed.

I am the King of Xiaoyao!

The King of Xiaoyao is me!

I Yun Xiaoyao is not dead, so the accusation of Mei Wenjian for murdering King Xiaoyao is naturally self-defeating!

The battle situation gradually improved and became more fierce, but the battle group also stretched away. Obviously, the enemy pushed Yun Xiaoyao far away, and the sound of the battle became gradually distant, far away from the field.

At the right time, the superintendent on the high platform snorted indifferently: "Some thief dared to pretend to be the King of Xiaoyao, with bad intentions!"

After a pause, he said: "The plot is wrong, but wishful thinking, come here, continue execution!"

At this moment...

Huhuhu...

In the sky that was clear and cloudless, the sound of hunting and hunting wind suddenly began, but in a moment, the sound of the wind was whistling and becoming more and more violent, and it was gradually blowing so that people in the field could hardly open their eyes.

In the distance, on a higher stand, traveling in micro clothes, looking at Yu Qiankun here and a black masked man beside him, his eyes suddenly became serious.

This gust of wind, from the beginning to the violent, was just a momentary event, which felt unusual.

This... obviously someone is moving!

While the wind is still in the ascendant, there are countless clouds in the sky surging and rolling, as if a pot is boiling, gathering here from all directions!

The north, southeast, northwest, the eyes are full of thick white clouds like mountains, rolling and surging, accumulating thicker and more!

Tossing and rolling, rushing violently.

As the saying goes, the wind is surging, the wind is surging, and the celestial phenomenon has always coexisted. But today, even if the wind is like a dragon, sweeping the sky and the earth, the thick white clouds in the sky are not affected by the wind, and they are always pouring in from all directions.

Everyone instinctively looked up at this spectacle, which was a spectacle.

Sky~IndoMTL.com~ There is still a blue and blue sky, and the surroundings are white clouds like the raging waves of the raging sea. More outside, more clouds are still pouring in, and gradually bordering on all directions. ; In the end, only a blue sky above the head is left!

No, even the remaining blue sky area is still shrinking bit by bit, eroded and swallowed by the sea of ​​clouds.

When the white clouds completely obscured the blue sky, the gusty wind whizzed and reached its peak, and the moment it passed through the ground again, it suddenly stopped and there was no wind.

Only the white clouds in the sky are still rolling endlessly, like a lofty high mountain, constantly backlogging in the sky.

Below, the entire field, no, the entire Tiantang City should be stunned, dumbfounded!

This look... is clearly a familiar feeling!

I'm familiar with it, that long-term dust-buried memory, I suddenly remembered that the name that controlled the world's wind and cloud back then will be called out of the mouth and can no longer be suppressed.

Master Yunzun!