"That's enough!" "It's useless for you to force the king like this," said Zhao Hou in a cold voice

"The forbidden army won't do anything to the Joe family."

"It's no use giving orders from the king."

"Not only that, Hui Feng, the commander of the forbidden army, has rushed to Qiao's house with a group of people to support him."

Old Wu's face suddenly darkened, and he stared at the back of Zhao with a cold face. The old man looked very shabby and ugly. When he stared at the back of Zhao, his inverted triangular eyes turned outwards with cold light in his eyes.

"It seems that the Queen really thinks her life is too long."

At the sight of the two men daring to reach for the queen, the old empress suddenly flashed and clapped her hands.

The palm fell on the old Wu hand and shocked him for several steps.

When the man was angry, he swept across with his backhand and landed on the Empress Dowager's shoulder. He knocked her back for several steps. With a bang, his back hit the lattice door lattice.

"Queen mother." Mo you loses her voice and screams.

Empress Meng coughs up a mouthful of blood, and the king is scared to run.

Together with empress Zhao, she quickly reached out to help her old man.

"Mother." The two cried together and looked at the old lady anxiously.

"No, it's OK." Empress Meng waved her hand and looked up angrily at old Wu. "You don't have to bully your majesty any more. The queen was right. Hui Feng, the commander of the forbidden army, will surely choose to protect the Qiao family when the enemy is in charge. "

"Commander Hui only listened to the prince. It's no use threatening the king. "

"Then let the men and horses of Beiying come in. Before dawn tomorrow, I want you to break all the defensive runes in Qiao's courtyard."

"Hahahaha!" Empress Meng couldn't help laughing, and then her eyes were cold. "The fool talks about dreams."

Outside the door, a middle-aged man with a gloomy face nodded at old Wu and said, "don't talk to them any more. The Mohist royal family, somehow or not, killed a few people and threw them into the castle. Those rebels should be able to learn. "

"No, don't kill me, don't kill me." Molly was in rags and her eyes were a little confused. Hearing the word "kill", she crawled towards the crowd.

But someone stepped on his back with a strong foot.

One of Wu Lao's men pulled Molly's scalp cruelly, forcing her to raise her chin.

"Let's start with our beautiful little princess, hahahaha."

"It's a pity that such a beautiful pair of leather bags never tasted the taste of men before they died." As the man spoke, his eyes flashed and he reached out to pick her up.

"No, no, let me go, let go! Let go of me! "

"What are you doing?" Mo Lei opened his eyes scarlet, picked up an inkstone and threw it at the man's back. "You beast, let go of my daughter."

"Hum!" The old Wu's man sneered, turned over his head and easily dodged the attack. Holding Molly, he walked to the side of the temple, laughing wildly. "Anyway, it's all going to die, so let her enjoy it before death, isn't it better?"

Zhao Hou tightly tightened the jade hand in the double sleeves, and suddenly shouted, "do it!"

The doors and windows of the four places suddenly burst with a "bang" sound. Countless figures rushed in from the doors and windows and rushed to the old people of Wu.