Indeed, it's too late!

When Weishui got the news from the Da Nei River, he hurriedly wanted to inform Luohe, but he saw that the young master and Miss Zhao had been surrounded by the Imperial City Division and were out of touch.

The Wujia guard at the entrance of Dali Temple had long been staring at the scene before him at a loss, holding a gun and a halberd in his hand, but did not dare to move.

Weishui hid in a group of people watching the fun with a serious face, and looked calmly and vigilantly at a group of imperial city soldiers, holding an iron flower in their hands, but they did not dare to act rashly.

There, the red-clothed snow blade is like a ball of fire and bright red, and the young master is protecting Miss Zhao and waiting coldly.

Xie Changhuaijun's extraordinary figure is like a crane standing out from the crowd, with the October frost between his eyebrows and eyes, like a frozen wilderness, cold and cold, and should not be careless.

He subconsciously stretched out his right arm and blocked Zhao Chonghuan firmly behind him.

Zhao Chonghuan's eyes were calm, and he only raised his face slightly and looked at his silhouette, as if he didn't care much about everything in front of him.

The Luo River also protects them on the other side.

On the steps at the entrance of Dali Temple, Wen Lushan also looked solemn, looking at the actions of the people in the Imperial City Office in a serious manner.

Li Sicheng and others next to them could not hide their panic in their eyes. They stared at Wang Qian, who was walking around in front of them with a casual and light face.

Wang Qian was a young man in his early twenties.

He is the commander of the Imperial City Office's six commanders, middle and lower commanders, two capitals.

The Imperial City Department uses a hundred people as its capital, five capitals as its camp, and five battalions as its army. The camp is also called "command". Therefore, there are five hundred people as its commander, and there are five capitals, with one hundred people as its capital, and they live in one camp.

Wang Qian's eyebrows were a bit pretty, but he was wearing a robe as fierce as flames, a sword with sharp waist, a slanted front and slanted back, and a red moon porridge peony on his head. He was like a demon's cold and bloodthirsty ghost eye, piercing into their pupils.

"My dear Master, I want to take this little servant away. Are you doing this so you want to disobey the holy order?"

Wang Qian pretended to be respectful and looked serious, but his eyebrows raised eyes could not help but reveal a bit of arrogance and arrogance unique to the Imperial City Department, which was arrogant.

He Yansou was the leader of the third rank, one of the three corporations, and suddenly shook his wide robe sleeves in his official uniform.

His eyes were dark and dark, and Wang Qian said, "Master Wang, what is this? In the main hall, I have reported this matter! Zhao Chonghuan was invited by me. What you call the court's orders and murder of a person, but there is conclusive evidence? Besides, this matter should not be handled by my Dali Temple, so how could your Imperial City Office be tried?"

Wang Qian raised the corner of his mouth high, grinding the back grooves in his mouth hard, his expression suddenly became cold and fierce, and he opened his mouth and spat.

He said disdainfully: "Of course, the official wants to interrogate this kid in person! She should be honored! As for evidence, will it be available in the first trial?"

"you--"

Everyone frowned, and He Yansou was even more angry by Wang Qian's scoundrel behavior.

Wen Lushan looked depressed and kept his worries.

When the Imperial City Office takes the people, they never ask for reasons or reasons. If they dare to resist, they would be openly disobeying the imperial edict.

And after entering the Imperial City Department, whether or not they are still alive or not is unknown.

They were in a row and entangled, and suddenly another person rushed over with the four horses like a gust of wind.

The visitor came to the roadside of Dali Temple in a short while and turned over and dismounted.

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Chapter completed!