Ye Chunqiu was not anxious at all. He slowly followed He Maoqing, watching him dragging out a bloody path, and still wriggling forward desperately.

He Maoqing struggled to climb forward while looking forward hard, like a kitten struggling to death in a black hole, just looking for vitality in a bright place!

Seeing that He Maoqing was about to climb to the feet of Zhang Yi and the vassal envoys, Ye Chunqiu suddenly lifted his feet, and the next moment, he stepped on the broken mouth on He Maoqing's feet, and only complete despair was left in He Maoqing's eyes.

The pain under his feet made him twitch all over. He spitted white foam and stretched out his hand to shake it in the air. He wanted to grab Zhang Yi's legs. Zhang Yi was shocked and hurriedly avoided it.

Zhang Yi had never had such fear before. He heard He Maoqing under his feet say, "Save me... Lord Zhang... Save..." His body suddenly swayed violently, and finally, like a pile of mud, his head drooped.

Ye Chunqiu stood behind him, put away his feet, but looked at Zhang Yi meaningfully.

Ye Chunqiu was so scary that Zhang Yi was so scared that she almost collapsed on the ground. She barely held on her shoulder, but lowered her head and did not dare to look back at Ye Chunqiu's gaze with her eyes.

The envoys standing beside Zhang Yi also hung their heads down as if they had seen ghosts.

Now...there is only the last one left...

Ye Chunqiu turned around, and Ashikaga Yoshimoto, who was sitting on the chair, had no way to escape. He wanted to struggle from the chair, with one eye, his pupils shrank wildly. Seeing Ye Chunqiu walking step by step, his body trembled and then he knelt straight on the ground.

"Forgive me, I am the son of the General of the Conquest of Yi. If it is Ye Xiu... Ye Xiu spares me, then... will there be a good reward?"

Ye Chunqiu looked at him coldly, smiled mockingly, and said indifferently: "Can the dead be resurrected?"

"What..." Ashikaga Yoshimoto seemed to be unable to react and looked up at him.

Ye Chunqiu said: "Can those who have been killed by you be resurrected?"

Yoshimoto Ashikaga finally understood something. He was crying and his body shook even harder: "Ye Xiuzhu was also a sage book. You... you have killed so many people today... Why do you have to kill too much... I... I... spare me, I will never step into China again for my life."

China here is the title of the vassal state for the Ming Dynasty, meaning the central country.

Ye Chunqiu suddenly felt that this person was ridiculous and said, "Do you know how to kill someone to save people? I remember a saying in the book of sages, "How can a family cry all the way?" If you can kill a family and make people laugh, this is great kindness. What's more, since I have killed so many people today, I don't mind killing one more person."

Ye Chunqiu slowly lifted up the long sword, and the tip of the sword pressed against his throat.

Ashikaga Yoshimoto was so scared that he was almost scattered. At this moment, he was like a pitiful person, just muttering: "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

But this pitiful look did not melt Ye Chunqiu's heart.

The long sword pierced into his throat without any pity. Ashikaga Yoshimoto hurriedly wanted to cover his throat, and then looked at Ye Chunqiu with his eyes tightly. He did not see any compassion on Ye Chunqiu's face.

He began to shake and felt blood coming out from his throat. The huge pain from his throat made him gradually lose consciousness. In his eyes, the sky was red and the ground was red. Ye Chunqiu in front of him was also red, as red as blood.

Finally, he closed his eyes, and Ye Chunqiu had already collected his sword and never looked at him again.

Ye Chunqiu was a little tired. He killed all the thirty-three people without exception. At this time, the cry had stopped, and countless people were looking at him in fear or surprise.

Ye Chunqiu's only thought at this time was to find a place to sleep heavily. Killing people was not a pleasure, but today... Ye Chunqiu felt that his whole body was so happy that he was so happy that he felt deeply tired after the extreme.

He walked out step by step, and Zhang Yi finally couldn't help but step forward to stop Ye Chunqiu, and said aiyi: "Why did Ye Xiu, even if it was a duel? They were the envoys of the country after all, and they... My Ming Dynasty took loyalty and trust as armor, rituals and righteousness as oars, and obeyed the world with kindness and virtue, and educated..."

Ye Chunqiu passed by him, and he didn't even bother to pay attention to him.

But Zhang Yi howled: "If this is the case, all countries will be surprised and my great virtues are... "

Ye Chunqiu suddenly stopped and then looked back at Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi was shocked and dared not continue to say anything later.

Ye Chunqiu thought for a while and said, "Sir, are you talking to me?"

Zhang Yi said: "Yes, yes, of course..."

Ye Chunqiu smiled faintly, bowed to him, and then said, "What the lord said is very reasonable. Loyalty and trustworthiness are armor, etiquette and righteousness are oars, and kindness is oars, and kindness is to benefit all directions. This is the words of great kindness, but..."

Seeing that Ye Chunqiu had become polite again, Zhang Yi finally became more courageous, and finally found a little momentum in his voice: "It's just what?" He felt the fear of the vassal envoys, and felt that he should come forward and question Ye Chunqiu. Only in this way could he calm the vassals and avoid being disloyal to the court.

Ye Chunqiu said: "It's just...this is nothing to do with me!"

"..." Zhang Yi couldn't believe her ears, and couldn't believe that a dignified composer actually said such vulgar and indecent words.

But at this time, Ye Chunqiu had already left slowly.

Halfway through, there were many steps coming from behind, but Zhu Houzhao followed him. Zhu Houzhao said, "Ye Aiqing, wait a moment, you forgot me, forget me..."

Zhu Houzhao ran in front, and the eunuchs and guards in the back had to chase after him again.

This situation...is no one else.

Ye Chunqiu then remembered that the emperor was actually here, so he stopped and waited for Zhu Houzhao to come forward and saluted, "I have seen it..."

Zhu Houzhao said excitedly: "No need to be polite, no need to be polite. I have seen it today. I killed thirty-three in one go. Oh... I dreamed of killing a Tartar or a Japanese pirate, but Ye Aiqing, you killed thirty-three... Ha... How about the sword I gave you? It's easy to use. Come on, come on, accompany me and enter the palace... I have to ask you for advice."

Ye Chunqiu was tired, but it was difficult to refuse the request made by Zhu Houzhao because he was originally a Hanlin man and should be with him.

So he deliberately lags behind Zhu Houzhao a little, so as not to be shoulder to shoulder with him. Zhu Houzhao walks freely on the street, and the guards and eunuchs quickly surrounded him so that the street scenes on the side cannot be seen.
Chapter completed!