Chapter 350

Chongming's white dress is particularly conspicuous in the sun. It seems that he is the God of heaven. He falls on Yan Wenzhao's side and pushes the stupefied executioner to the stage.

Yan Wenzhao's shackles and chains were broken when his sword flashed by.

With freedom, Yan Wenzhao is like a ragged dress picked up by Chongming.

At the foot of the force, he stood up and soon took Yan Wenzhao to the place where there were few people.

At the same time, the man in black came out of the crowd and stopped the soldiers who wanted to pursue him.

Seeing Yan Wenzhao robbed, Zhong Lu's face is full of anger.

How dare you rob a prisoner under my nose? It's you who are waiting!

"Archer, prepare!"

With an order, all the archers around the execution ground rushed out and kept firing arrows in Chongming's direction.

On the other side where he left, the two groups of soldiers were ready to take their positions and rushed to Chongming.

"Daxia, what they want is my life. You don't have to..."

Looking at the arrow rain coming, Yan Wenzhao spoke calmly, but his words didn't finish. Chongming's strong internal power had leaked out and enveloped him.

The arrows came close to him as if they were fixed and could not go any further.

With a light wave of Chongming's sleeve robe, the arrows seemed to have lost their strength and landed one after another.

On the other side of the execution ground, the people in black fought bravely, and most of the few soldiers fell, thanks to the people present.

Although they were frightened, they didn't run around. Instead, they purposely stopped the soldiers. The whole execution ground was in a mess. Zhong Lu wanted to escape, but he was surrounded by the people. He couldn't really hurt people. He was so angry that his teeth itched!

We can only watch Chongming break the back defense and step on the fast horse.

Perhaps this is the most lively time in the capital in the past three years, and also the most united time for the people in the whole capital.

When Yan Wenzhao lost his shadow, the common people left one after another pretending to be flustered. When they turned around, there was a smile hard to hide in their eyes.

"Emperor, emperor, forgive me!"

Zhong Lu cried and ran into the South study of Han Qingtian, and plopped down to kneel before the imperial driver.

"Your Majesty, forgive me. I'm incompetent. Yan Wenzhao was robbed in the Dharma court..."

Your majesty has already received the information from Yingwei. It's Chongming, the owner of minglou, who saves people.

See Zhong Lu this flustered appearance, his anger is more prosperous.

"Waste! Don't you promise me that it's absolutely safe? "

He clapped his hand on the desk in front of him, hoping to throw out the useless guy in front of him.

"It's Weichen's fault. Weichen didn't expect that the people in minglou would show up. They didn't involve political leaders. How could they..."

Zhong Lu's eyes were confused. This time, he really didn't know how to explain to the emperor.

"With money, they can kill or save people. Don't you even know that?"

His majesty looked at the clock deer on the ground like an idiot. He supported him so hard that he thought he could compete with King Jing.

This fool can't even compare with King Jing!

Let alone compete with Yan Luoli, can't I have anyone to use except them?!

Thinking of this, he was even more angry with Zhong Lu.

"Be sure to take Yan Wenzhao to the case, or you will go back to your Zhongshan palace!"

He swung the memorial on the table and directly hit Zhong Lu in the face.

Zhong Lu was so scared that he grabbed the ground and trembled all over.

"Yes, I do..."

With that, he knelt and retreated to the door before he dared to get up. Just as he was about to leave, the cold voice behind him sounded again.

"Zhong Shu hasn't been in the palace for a long time. The queen was frightened two days ago. Let her have a look."

Zhong Lu was stunned. He looked back and sat there. He returned to his serene majesty.

There was a deep fear in my heart.

He now has a little insight, no one can use his power to achieve their own goals.

Everyone can only be his pawn, at his disposal.

If anyone wants to get out of his control, there is only one result.

After swallowing his saliva, he regained his mind, stood respectfully, and then bowed himself.

"I thank your majesty for the queen."

His majesty did not respond, lowering his head as if to focus on the memorial in his hand.

Until the figure of Zhong Lu disappeared at the door, he slowly raised his head.

What is the origin of this minglou?

No matter what its origin, as long as it is against me, there is only one way to die!

Yan Wenzhao, you are lucky this time. Next time, you won't be so lucky!

After being rescued by Chongming, Yan Wenzhao is taken all the way outside the city. There are several thatched cottages in the dense forest, which look like the residence of a hunter.Take him to the bottom of the bed in the room, and press the mechanism again. The bed stands up, and there is a secret door below.

This

Yan Wenzhao turns his head and looks at the man in white in front of him.

The man took off the mask directly, revealing a face that Yan Wenzhao could not be more familiar with.

"Jing, his royal highness King Jing..."

His two eyes stare old circle, how all can't believe, will be his hand to help.

Knees trembling to kneel, a button in the foot of Han xuyao.

"The guilty minister visits the king, the guilty minister..."

Han xuyao leaned over to lift him up, and his cold eyes were rarely warm.

"My Lord, you are so serious. It's the king who is sorry for your Yan family. It's the royal family who owes you too much. If you give up your life again, Li'er will never forgive us the whole royal family or the southern Chu.

So please hide in this dark room. When the storm subsides, I will take Li'er to welcome you home. "

Before his voice fell, a head came out of the dark room and looked at Yan Wenzhao with joy.

"Master!"

Yan Wenzhao was stunned and turned his head slowly. He saw Xiaoman standing there, looking at himself with his head raised.

"Little man, little man?"

At the moment, when he saw Xiaoman, he had an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

"Master, the LORD sent me to serve you."

Xiaoman smiles with curved eyebrows. Then he comes up and walks down the dark room with Yan Wenzhao. The door of the dark room is closed and everything is calm again.

Chongming puts on his mask and turns to leave the dilapidated hut.

Back in minglou, you can hear the voice of Zhong Lu.

"Is that how you do business in minglou?"?! Let you kill Princess Xuanji, you have no news. You are diligent in saving people

The black robed man frowned and looked at the unreasonable man with helpless eyes.

I have explained to him that I don't know how many times. Minglou just takes money to do business.

But he just won't let go.

Just when he was at a loss, he saw the white shadow at the door, and his eyes were shining.

"Master..."

"You go down first."

Chongming waved his hand casually and slowly stepped onto the theme.

"I didn't expect that the noble son of Zhongshan Palace should be so generous. We agreed that if he was successful, it would be twice as much gold. If not, the deposit will not be refunded. Do you want to turn back? "

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