chapter 10 Chapter 10 I’ll be the first to kill you

John Miller walked out of the palace. The queen's guard of honor had been waiting here for a long time. After calling John Miller into the car, they went to Fang's house together.

"John, has His Majesty reinstated you as marshal?"

The queen asked softly.

John Miller smiled and said, "The Holy One asked me to recuperate at Fang's house. He said that I have just recovered and I need to recuperate."

"That's it..."

The queen was a little disappointed.

"Aunt, but Concubine Hua has been giving you trouble?"

John Miller said.

"Although the prince now respects me as his mother, he was born to Concubine Hua after all. Relying on this relationship, she caused trouble everywhere in the harem. Although she did not dare to provoke me openly, she tried again and again. I’m afraid you’ve taken a liking to my position.”

The queen smiled.

After a pause, "Look why I am telling you this. You have never liked the intrigues in the palace. Since the Holy One has asked you to rest at home, you should take good care of yourself."

John Miller smiled without saying anything.

He knew everything about the emperor's temper.

He once had a top reputation and was revered as the Great Xia Military God. His status in the hearts of the people was even higher than that of the emperor, which already made the emperor unhappy.

But John Miller had no choice. If he wanted to defeat the Greenfield Country and defeat those hostile countries that coveted Daxia, he must have this reputation to be able to command and enforce orders from the army.

Now that his reputation has finally fallen to freezing point, will the emperor let him make a comeback again? I'm afraid the position of Generalissimo will never be given to him again.

It is estimated that not many people know that the many slanders and rumors against him in the past five years were all arranged by the emperor.

One day when John Miller came out of his body, he saw with his own eyes that the emperor asked the prince to spread some rumors in the streets of Kyoto, saying that the reason why the Battle of Three Realm Mountain was defeated was because John Miller was so happy about his achievements and did not listen to the orders of the palace.

"Even if I don't have thousands of troops under my command, with the ability of a monk, it is still simple to protect Daxia from the Qingsong Kingdom and others.

The affairs of the court will have nothing to do with me in the future. After being promoted to Foundation realm, I went to the Three Thousand Dao Sect of Middle State Country to registration. "

John Miller thought secretly in his heart.

The power of the lightning talisman has just begun to appear. Now he is only at the first level of Refining Qi. The talisman he made can easily kill the strong Power Qi control. No martial artist can match such a method.

He is looking forward to what kind of abilities he will have after his cultivation level is improved. He also longs for the happy days like Senior Mike when his Nascent Soul leaves the body and travels thousands of miles.

"The villain is wrong. The villain is wrong. Please show mercy. The villain failed to take good care of the child. Please whip the villain. Don't hit the villain's children."

Suddenly there was a noise outside, accompanied by sounds of begging for mercy.

The Queen frowned slightly, "What happened outside?"

A palace maid opened the curtain and whispered: "It's a warrior from Greenfield Country beating a vendor on the street."

There was a hint of panic in her eyes.

"A warrior from Greenfield Country?"

The queen looked slightly solemn.

"Auntie, I'll go down and have a look."

John Miller got up and got out of the carriage.

The queen was slightly startled, but then she thought that John Miller cultivation had recovered, and she breathed a sigh of relief. She opened the curtain and looked outside.

I saw a vendor hugging the thigh of a martial artist from the Greenfield Country and begging for mercy. Next to the vendor, a three-year-old child sat with red cheeks and was crying as if he had been slapped hard.

A circle of passers-by gathered around, looking at this scene with hatred, but did not dare to stop it.

"Your kid soiled my boots, so I'll give you one of your legs. Is that fair?"

"Sir, have mercy on me, please have mercy on me. If this villain breaks his leg, there will be no one to support the family, and the whole family will starve to death."

"I don't care about that. What does it matter if a few of you Daxia pariahs die more?"

When everyone heard the contemptuous words of the Greenfield Country warrior, the anger in their hearts rushed to the top of their heads.

The guards of the honor guard clenched their fists tightly, with murderous intent in their eyes.

"John."

When the guard commander of the honor guard team saw Fang Chen appearing, he quickly clasped his fists and saluted.

John Miller nodded lightly and walked to the Greenfield Country martial artist: "I remember you, your name is Morrison Lyler, right?"

"It's John here!"

Everyone's spirits were lifted.

Although they have said a few words to John Miller over the years, it is definitely not easy for John Miller to appear here today!

"Hey, isn't this the eldest uncle of our Miller Family? Your marriage to the young lady has been finalized? When will you get married?"

Morrison Lyler saw John Miller and immediately grinned.

John Miller ignored him and looked at the vendor kneeling on the ground: "Aren't you leaving yet?"

"thanks, thanks!"

The vendor thanked him profusely, immediately picked up the child and staggered away from the place.

Morrison Lyler suddenly became angry and wanted to stop him, but found that John Miller was looking at him intently. He felt a chill running down his spine, but in the end he did not take action.

He looked at John Miller coldly: "Uncle, do you have too much control over things? You have to remember that from now on you will be a member of our Greenfield Country, so don't take advantage of us!"

"Hahaha, I'm afraid you don't know that John Miller will soon be the Miller Family son-in-law. From now on, he will call Emerson Tyler daddy!"

"You still think he can stand up for you? Your John died five years ago!"

There were many Greenfield Country warriors in the crowd who made fun.

Some of the people around him were confused, some were angry, and some looked desperate.

At this moment, Matthew Chrison led his team back. When he saw John Miller, he stepped forward in surprise and said, "John, what's going on?"

"Can Goddess Xiao be sent away from Kyoto?"

John Miller smiled lightly.

"Sent away."

Matthew Chrison nodded.

Goddess Xiao is gone? Then why didn't John Miller follow along? But didn’t Goddess Xiao just arrive in Daxia Kyoto today? Why are you leaving on the same day?

Morrison Lyler and others were a little confused.

"You open and close your mouth to call me uncle, and I feel a little embarrassed for you to call me uncle. But it's a pity that I don't have the chance to marry into the Miller Family, so I am still me."

John Miller looked at Morrison Lyler and smiled lightly.

"how come……"

Morrison Lyler was slightly startled.

"Matthew Chrison, let me lend you my sword."

John Miller stretched out his hand and said.

Matthew Chrison was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously looked at Morrison Lyler, a warrior from the Greenfield Country, and a flash of horror suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"John..."

"Do not talk nonsense."

"yes!"

Matthew Chrison immediately took off the sword from his waist and handed it to John Miller.

"I once said that when I pick up the sword again, the first person I want to kill is you, Morrison Lyler."

John Miller held the hilt of the sword and slowly drew out the long sword of good quality.

John wants to kill the warriors of Greenfield Country! ?

At this moment, the surrounding Daxia people all showed a hint of shock and looked at John Miller in disbelief, while the queen in the chariot also slightly opened her eyes.

Morrison Lyler was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "You want to kill me? Behind me is Greenfield Country!"

"Hahaha!"

The surrounding warriors from the Greenfield Country were stunned for a moment and laughed out loud. This seemed to be the biggest joke they had heard in the past five years.

Seeing this, Morrison Lyler couldn't help but stretched out his neck: "Come on, John, you slash at me. If I snort, I will..."

Poof!

The sword light flashed.

Morrison Lyler's head separated from his body, fell heavily to the ground and rolled many feet away. Blood gushes out from his neck like a fountain.