Chapter 91 Who said women are inferior to men (16)
After the four people dispersed, the sky was filled with stars.
Wu Luo drunkenly said to them: "Cousin, after I bow to my younger brother, I will entrust this matter to you."
Xiao Jingshun's face was even more piercing than the cold wind. He shook Wu Luo off and gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely handle this matter well."
Yu Tao shuddered, and after asking Xiao Jingshun to resign, she got into the carriage and left the Shura field quickly.
Wu Luo straightened up with difficulty and said, "I'm waiting for your good news, cousin. We will meet here again the day after tomorrow."
Waved to Rong Qiqi, "Sister, goodbye." After saying goodbye, Wu Luo walked alone on the street.
This was not the first time that this kind of thing happened to Xiao Jingshun. A few years before he ascended the throne, he did not summon any concubines from the harem. As time went by, some concubines could not bear the loneliness and had affairs with the guards.
After being reported, Xiao Jingshun sent the concubine into the cold palace without implicating her family, but the guard was not so lucky.
He was first imprisoned in a dungeon and subjected to various tortures in turn. When he was about to be beaten to death, the imperial doctor came to treat him. After he was cured, he continued to be tortured. This repeated for a month. When Xiao Jingshun had enough, he had his guards castrated into eunuchs.
Put him in the cold palace of that concubine and continue to serve her.
Therefore, Rong Qiqi always felt that something was not right, and Xiao Jingshun's reaction was too abnormal.
In front of her, she was a smooth-coated dog, but in front of others, Xiao Jingshun was a wolf who was determined to retaliate.
Rong Qiqi asked in confusion: "You just let Wu Luo go?"
Xiao Jingshun turned his back to Wu Luo and smashed the bracelet in his arms on the ground, making a puddle.
He smiled cruelly, "Let him go? Let him continue to step on my face with that bitch Shu Fei and watch my jokes?"
Rong Qiqi disapproved of his actions, but this matter did offend the emperor's dignity and was really difficult to reconcile.
Wu Luo is Wu Shuanglin's precious grandson. Killing Wu Luo would mean losing half of Wu Shuanglin's life. If Xiao Jingshun was not clean and Wu Shuanglin found out that it was his order, the gap between them would be wider than the Yellow River.
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Wu Shuanglin was forced to panic, and his desire to rebel was revived. With Xiao Jingshun unprepared, it was difficult to control the situation. Even if the war was calmed down, the number of casualties would be difficult to estimate.
After going full circle, we still have to start over...
Rong Qiqi: Refuse.
"His Majesty."
Rong Qiqi's figure was hidden in the darkness. The night was like pouring ink staining her plain robe. Only the golden dragon pattern on the stand-up collar was like the dawn. A golden light shot out from the darkness, Xiao Jingshun's violent aura
He dissipated involuntarily and murmured to himself: "I will go back to the palace and the Imperial Master will do his own thing."
Xiao Jingshun's carriage disappeared around the corner of the street, and the light of the golden dragon pattern dimmed in the endless night.
Wu Luo swayed left and right, with misty eyes, and said to a wall: "Hey? Where is the door? I'm back, please open the door quickly!"
Wu Luo's hands turned red, but he still couldn't find the door to his house.
"Are you Wu Luo?" said this suddenly from behind him.
"That's right, young master, I won't change my name when I sit down, and I won't change my surname when I work. Wu is Wu Shuanglin's, Wu Luo's Wu, oh, no, Wu Luo's -" Luo.
The last word was pressed against the cold sword on the neck, stuck in the throat.
The blade of the sword, which was so cold that it penetrated the bones, stabbed Wu Luo's drunkenness to pieces. "Big brother, please tell me something. Do you want money? Young master, no, no, no, little brother, I have a lot of money."
The man's face was covered, with only a pair of eyeballs exposed, which made Wu Luo's legs tremble.
Just as Wu Luo was about to take out his money bag, the masked killer took out a short sword from nowhere and nailed Wu Luo's wrist to the wall.
"ah--"
The masked killer hit Wu Luo's mute point again, causing his eyes to turn black from the pain, as if he was going to faint in the next second.
The Holy One ordered not to let Wu Luo die too quickly, but to castrate the man first, and then slowly torture him so that he could not live but die.
The sword that was close to Wu Luo's neck moved away. Just when Wu Luo wanted to take a big breath, he felt that the sword moved up along the inner side of his thigh, "Brother! Calm down, calm down. My grandfather is Wu Shuanglin, the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance, and the Wu family
I am a single person, if you cut off my baby, Wu Shuanglin will not let you go!"
The sword tip moved to the thigh, where the fabric was soaked and smelled of irritation.
The masked killer tied the turban on his forehead with the word "Chuan" in it. During this moment of hesitation, his sword suddenly broke into pieces, leaving only the hilt in his hand.
"stop."
Wu Luo was scratched by fragments all over his body, except for his treasure. The moment the sword broke, the masked killer jumped to the wall and blocked it with his arm, barely able to avoid the sharp fragments.
The temperature was very low, and the blood on Wu Luo's eyelids condensed into blood clots, suppressing his vision, but he would never forget that night in his life.
Only a few lanterns under the eaves were still lit on the street. Wu Luo saw a person coming against the light, seemingly spinning a brush in his hand.
The golden dragon at its neck opened its mouth towards him, and then spewed out a huge fireball.
The fireball was getting closer and closer to him. Wu Luo closed his eyes resignedly and waited for death, but he felt the hot fireball pass him by.
Wu Luo vaguely smelled the burning smell and touched his own body.
He was still alive, and except for half of his hair that was burned off, the rest of his body was intact.
So where does the mushy smell come from?
I saw where the masked killer was squatting. The flames there corroded the surrounding air. The people in the fire twisted and rolled to the foot of the wall. From the flames rising into the sky to the sparks dancing on the ground at some time, all that was left of a living person was a pile of white ash.
It's there.
Wu Luo didn't want to thank Rong Qiqi. He now believed that Rong Qiqi was more terrifying than the masked killer.
"clatter--"
"clatter--"
"clatter--"
Rong Qiqi was getting closer and closer to him, and the sound of footsteps sounded in Wu Luo's ears, like a precursor to Black and White Wuchang coming to claim his life.
Fear can stimulate people's unlimited potential.
With a sound of "tearing", Wu Luo pulled his wrist down abruptly, and the dagger with the handle was cut vertically from his wrist to his palm, and cut out the gap between his middle finger and ring finger.
Wu Luo wrapped his shaky ring finger and little finger with his other hand, kicked up his legs and ran away.
While running away, he shouted for help.
"Burn people, burn people, help -"
She just used a little illusion, and Wu Luo was afraid of it. Killing requires a life, she will not test the law by herself, and she has no habit of killing innocent people indiscriminately.
The masked killer was moved to another place by her, and he is still living well.
More and more lights were lit in the houses on both sides of the street. Rong Qiqi made a quick decision and picked up a stone. With a "whew" sound, the person who had been shouting for help just now fell in front and passed out.
After Rong Qiqi bandaged Wu Luo, he saw that it was getting dark and reached out to push Wu Luo's head. After all, he only had one good spot on his body.
The person on the bed opened his eyes in a daze, and when his body moved slightly, he gasped. His whole body was tied with linen, and blood was oozing from some places.
Rong Qiqi was about to turn Wu Luo's face over, make his eyes focus on the dragon pattern, and then hypnotize him.
But Wu Luo's first words when he woke up were: "Master?"
Rong Qiqi paused his hand and looked at the person on the bed for a few seconds.
