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Chapter 123

    As soon as he heard the voice behind him, Cheng Wang's legs softened and he sat on the ground along the edge of the bed. With a stiff neck, he slowly looked back and was facing Feng Jinyu's childish and smiling face.

    "Ah! Ghost! Ghost!" King Cheng screamed, and climbed out on his knees, only to be kicked back to the bed by Mo Cang.

    Feng Jinyu got up and went down to the ground, squatted at Cheng Wang's feet, and took out a small dagger out of nowhere in his hand, raised his face with the corner of his mouth, and said with a wicked smile: "Uncle Huang, you just took the quilt and stuffed me. When the time comes, you should have more strength, what do you think?"

    King Cheng looked at Feng Jinyu, then at Mo Cang and the other three auxiliary ministers who were surrounded by Feng Jinyu, and realized that Feng Jinyu was just pretending to be dead. Set up a game to lure him into the bait.     King Cheng hated his teeth and regretted that he was too impatient and careless, and hurriedly knelt down at Feng Jinyu's feet and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, this minister is wrong, you are just a poor old man because he is old and lost his son. , forgive the minister."     Feng Jinyu clicked his tongue twice, the dagger in his hand spun quickly at his fingertips, and said with a smile: "Uncle Huang, the poor old man still wants to sit on the throne. Otherwise, the dragon just happens to be I don't like to sit on chairs either, they are all old men who only know how to carry bamboo poles with me and do nothing practical, otherwise, Uncle Huang, would you sit for me?"     Feng Jinyu said these words, and the other three assistants standing behind him The minister thought about the scene of the first day of the new emperor's dynasty, and the three of them were sweating coldly on their foreheads, and they all threw themselves on the ground.     The three ministers were already standing behind Mo Cang in a wrong position. Although this kneeling was facing the emperor Feng Jinyu, they also knelt behind Mo Cang.     Mo Cang turned his head and glanced at the three ministers whose heads were on the ground, and took a step away with his hands behind his back.     The three ministers looked at the moving black boots, and hurriedly knelt down and turned their direction, facing Feng Jinyu.     "No no no, Your Majesty, this minister is wrong! I don't want to sit in that position, I really don't want to." King Cheng waved his hands again and again.

    "Oh? If you don't want to, then why did the uncle suffocate me just now? Don't tell me that this is a misunderstanding, you just want to grab a position with me, but if you treat me as a fool, I will be even more angry." The dagger in Feng Jinyu's hand finally stopped and stopped turning, his face turned cold, and he squatted and moved forward half a step.

    "The minister is wrong, the minister is wrong, and I also ask the emperor to look at the face of the first emperor..." Wang Cheng waved his hands and stepped back, but he was already leaning against the bed and had nowhere to retreat.

    "Uncle Huang, let me be honest with you, in fact, my father..." Feng Jinyu put his arms around King Cheng's neck with one hand, while the other hand held a dagger and stabbed it neatly at King Cheng's neck.

    With the pop of the dagger falling into the flesh, Feng Jinyu's second half of the words fell: "I wanted to kill your ill-conceived brother for a long time, but now I can help him, but I want to."

    Then he raised his hand and took the dagger . Pulled it out from King Cheng's neck and stabbed it twice.

    King Cheng's eyes protruded, he pushed Feng Jinyu with one hand, and tried to block the dagger with the other, but Feng Jinyu's action was too fast, and he stabbed him a few times, but it was nothing more than a blink of an eye.

    Seeing that Feng Jinyu, who was slender and looked like a half-aged child crouching on the ground, made such a ruthless shot, Mo Cang frowned slightly, and then his eyes gradually darkened.

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