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Chapter 312 The sword is drawn, the squatter arrives

"Khan, something will happen later that is enough to change the pattern of the Western Regions, so I used Khan's order to summon ministers from various tribes to come to the palace for a meeting."

Facing his eyes as if he was about to eat Mengge Khan, Sima Wei said slowly without fear.

"Um?"

"What's going on to change the pattern of the Western Regions? What's going on?"

Mengge Khan was stunned at first, then asked with a frown.

As far as he knows, nothing important has happened in the Western Regions recently.

"Khan, this matter is kept confidential for the time being. I will know when the ministers of various tribes come later."

Sima Wei explained.

Hearing this, Mengge Khan frowned again, and his face looked a little ugly.

snort!

What happened to Sima Wei recently?

I used to be as obedient as a dog, but why do I feel like a different person today?

It seems that this dog is too much to keep, and you must find an excuse to get rid of it later!

Mengge Khan had already murdered Sima Wei in his heart.

In his opinion, no matter how much you, Sima Wei, have made contributions to me, Mengge Khan, before, you cannot fake my orders!

The most annoying thing is that you, Sima Wei, dare to keep your cover in front of me? You really don’t know how to live or die!

"Sima Wei, when the ministers of various tribes come later, if you can't tell any major issues, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Mengge Han raised his eyelids and stared at Sima Wei and said coldly.

There was a faint murderous intent in his tone.

Sima Wei could naturally feel that Mengge Khan had murderous intentions towards him, and he wanted to twist Mengge Khan's head off directly, but in order to kill the chicken to warn the monkey later, he endured it.

"Khan, don't worry, what I will say later must be beyond your imagination."

Sima Wei said calmly, but in his heart, he had greeted Mengge Khan's ancestors for the eighteen generations. He decided to wait until Xie Sanxiao killed Mengge Khan, and then he went to dig up Mengge Khan's ancestral tomb!

Mengge Han snorted coldly and stopped talking.

In the next half an hour, ministers from various tribes came to the palace one after another.

"Brother Sima, do you know what Khan is asking us for?"

A tribal minister who was familiar with Sima Wei came to Sima Wei to inquire.

While inquiring, they did not forget to take out some elixirs from their arms and antiques for Sima Wei.

Judging from the skillful actions of these tribal ministers, it is obviously not the first time they have done such a thing.

"Everyone, you will know what is going on later. As long as you make the right choice, it will not affect your tribe. If you can't make the right choice, you may be worried about your life. As for the tribe you are in, you will also suffer a catastrophe!"

Sima Wei narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly.

While he said, he did not forget to put the gifts of these tribal ministers into his arms.

Sima Wei, who had been lurking in the Western Regions royal palace for many years, found that sometimes he could still get a lot of good things without burning, killing, looting.

No wonder the Saint didn't let me kill these senior executives in the Western Regions. If they were there, they would like to ask them what they wanted.

"Ah? So serious?"

The tribal ministers surrounding Sima Wei were also frightened by Sima Wei's words.

Just when they wanted to continue asking Sima Wei for some information, Mengge Khan, who had his eyes closed above, opened his eyes and glanced at Sima Wei and said, "Sima Wei, all the ministers of all tribes have arrived. What big things will change the Western Regions? Can you tell me?"

There was still a hint of dissatisfaction in the voice.

When the tribal ministers in the hall heard this, they were stunned at first, and then they looked surprised on their faces.

According to His Majesty Khan’s wishes, this meeting of ministers was not held by His Majesty Khan?

But this was held by Sima Wei without authorization?!

Sima Wei was too brave. He dared to hold a meeting of ministers on his back?

Isn't he afraid of losing his head?

At this time, the tribe ministers had different ideas, some speculated about what Sima Wei was doing, some thought that Sima Wei would be killed by Mengge Khan in the future, and some were also prepared to keep a certain distance from Sima Wei to avoid being implicated.

Under the gaze of everyone, Sima Wei slowly stood up, coughed lightly and said, "Everyone, today I want to announce something here, that is, from today on, Mengge Khan will no longer be the supreme ruler of the Western Regions!"

"The supreme ruler of the Western Regions will be replaced by Mengge Khan to the evil three-smile leader!"

After Sima Wei finished speaking, the hall was silent first, and then the noise suddenly burst out.

"Sima Wei, do you know what you were just talking about?"

"Sima Wei, what do you mean? What does His Majesty Khan is no longer the supreme ruler of the Western Regions?"

"Who is that Xie Sanxiao?"

The tribal ministers looked at Sima Wei with a look of shock.

What happened to Sima Wei today?

Have you taken the wrong medicine?

After hearing Sima Wei's words, Mengge Khan was also stunned. He immediately clenched his fists and showed anger on his face, "Sima Wei, are you looking for death?"

"Come, drag Sima Wei out and chop it!"

"No!"

"Execute you, Sima Wei, to me, Lingchi!"

One breath.

Two breaths.

...

After ten breaths passed, there were still no guards in the hall.

Seeing this, the tribal ministers changed slightly.

They looked at each other for a few times and saw the doubts in each other's eyes.

Is this Sima Wei going to force the palace?

When Mengge Khan saw no one coming in, his face darkened, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart!

"Sima Wei, are you planning to rebel? Are you forcing a palace?"

"Do you know that whether it is rebellion or forced into a palace, it is a death penalty for implicating the family?"

"Sima Wei, don't you think about your family?"

"There is another point, Sima Wei, don't forget that you are a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm, and I, Mengge Khan, are also a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm. Who will win to death? It's not certain!"

At the end, Mengge Khan slowly stood up, his robe was windless, and the spiritual energy in his body was ready to go, and it would burst out at any time, fighting with Sima Wei.

Just as Sima Wei was about to speak, he looked outside the hall, his lips curled up slightly, and said, "The guest under the moonlight, since he is here, don't watch the fun, come in quickly!"

When the tribe minister heard this, he immediately turned his eyes to the door of the palace.

They were all guessing whether Sima Wei's accomplice was here.

Soon, under the attention of everyone, footsteps first sounded, and then, a figure wearing a straw hat and a straw raincoat appeared in the palace. This person was the owner of one of the five halls of the Evil Demon Cult, the straw raincoat guest.

I saw a black fishing rod made of unknown material on the shoulder of the guest of the windbreaker. A silk thread was hung on the fishing rod, and something was hanging behind the thread. After a while, everyone saw what was hanging on the thread.
Chapter completed!
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