Chapter 111 Almost exposed, escorted back to the palace!
This is definitely the stupidest decision a well-dressed man has ever made in his life.
I saw Feng Lao step forward with his hands behind his back, and his whole person turned into an afterimage.
"Bang bang bang!"
After three consecutive palm strikes, three of them vomited blood and fell to the ground in an instant. They couldn't even scream and looked in agony. Their muscles and veins had been severed!
"ah!"
The well-dressed man roared with courage, picked up a big sword, and slashed at it as if it were splitting the Huashan Mountain, and even brought up a strong wind.
Feng Lao snorted coldly. The knife that was originally like thunder became slow in his cloudy eyes. He reached out a hand and grabbed the man's wrist strangely.
The man's color suddenly changed, his muscles all over his body swelled, and he tried his best to break free.
But, it doesn’t move at all!
The old and withered hand had terrifying power, and he twisted it gently.
"Kacha!"
There was a crisp sound of bone cracking, and the man in the suit immediately let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, which was heartbreaking and echoed through the night.
"Come on, come on quickly, what are you waiting for!!"
The man asked for help, his eyes were red.
The black-clothed killers around him had a look of fear in their pupils, and they subconsciously cut with knives to relieve the siege.
"We're just ants, how dare we shake the tree!"
"Assassinating His Majesty is an unpardonable crime!"
"die!"
A bone-chilling voice sounded softly, Feng Lao became angry, a flash of cold light flashed, and three human heads on the neck flew high into the sky, splattering with blood.
then!
He held a man in powerful clothing weighing two hundred kilograms in one hand and carried it behind his back in the other hand, and rushed into the midst of many killers as if walking on flat ground.
It's like a tiger has entered a herd of goats and the flood has burst its banks, and there is no way to stop it!
"ah!"
"Help, my hand!"
"Who are you? Don't come here. Don't come here!"
There were sounds of panic one after another.
In just a few breaths, a large number of killers lost their arms and legs, and the end was extremely miserable.
The old and decrepit appearance has become synonymous with death.
Finally, someone was killed and his courage was broken, and he shouted: "Run, run!"
Suddenly, the few remaining killers began to run away, unwilling to fight, and were defeated like a mountain.
Feng Lao ordered: "Capture all alive, and those who resist arrest will be killed without mercy!"
"yes!"
Shadow Guards, Imperial Guards, roared loudly.
At this time, the sound of cavalry of a large number of troops could be heard in the distance. They came after receiving the signal and formed an encirclement and suppression force with the imperial troops in the small courtyard.
After half a stick of incense.
Mr. Feng carried the well-dressed man who took the lead earlier and walked into the small building.
The man's face turned red and he was gasping for breath.
With a bang, he was thrown to the ground by Feng Lao, and he fell hard.
"Sir, I'm late, please forgive me."
Qin Yun quickly stepped forward, helped him up with his own hands, and said with a smile: "It's not too late!"
Then he set his sights on the leader of the killers on the ground. He was tall and tall, but under Feng Lao's oppression, he turned into a helpless sheep.
"The remnants of Hebeli?"
"Very good!" Qin Yun sneered. He was worried that the killer leader in the palace had not been caught, but another batch appeared.
"Are you just the ones there? There are other accomplices out there, so be honest and recruit them!" he pressed again.
The mask of the well-dressed man was pulled off, revealing his shaggy face, which was a bit rough and had scars.
"Hmph!" He said with fierce eyes: "The Dog King..."
Before the word "Emperor" could be shouted out, Qin Yun's expression changed, he picked up the big ear scraper and gave him a slap in the face.
"You bitch, how dare you be so presumptuous!"
There was a snap, and the man's nostrils began to bleed, and slap marks appeared on his face.
Qin Yun's hand almost broke.
Not daring to let this man speak anymore, Qin Yun directly ordered: "Take him and this killer back and guard them closely!"
Old Feng understood and immediately had the man in fine clothes dragged away.
The man still wanted to yell and curse, with a fierce look in his eyes, but Feng Lao couldn't tolerate him. He stretched out his hand and twisted his thigh into a twist, which looked very scary.
"ah!"
The miserable screams echoed through the dark night.
Seeing that the person was taken away, Qin Yun breathed a sigh of relief.
If I let it slip, it is estimated that Murong Shunhua will start the next "Full Martial Arts" tonight.
Sudden.
Murong Shunhua appeared next to him, with a trace of suspicion on his cold face, and asked: "What did he call you just now?"
The hair on Qin Yun's back stood up.
"You called me a dog prince, what's wrong?" he hummed, pretending to be a little angry.
"Why is that not what I heard?" Murong Shunhua's beautiful eyes flashed, and he was a little unsure, because before the man could finish his words, he was slapped by Qin Yun.
"What else is that?" Qin Yun looked at her with some confusion.
Murong Shunhua's beautiful eyes flickered and she looked at him closely for a long time. After realizing that he was not lying, she finally gave up her doubts and said, "Okay."
"It's very late, you should go back."
Qin Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, almost revealing his secret!
Then he asked: "Do you need me to leave some people behind to protect you?"
"Do you think I need it?" Murong Shunhua raised his eyebrows, with a hint of immortality in his aloofness.
"Okay." Qin Yun remembered that she was a ruthless character and waved his hand: "I'll take my leave then. I'll come back to you in two days."
After saying that, he walked out of the small building with his hands behind his back. He was energetic and not sloppy.
Feng Lao and other forbidden troops also left.
Murong Shunhua raised his lips slightly, but finally said nothing.
Outside the courtyard, the fighting had ended long ago. Those who died were caught, and those who were caught were caught. The traces of the fight had also been cleaned up by many forbidden troops.
After a while.
Murong Shunhua came to the window on the third floor of the small building.
This is the place where she sleeps. It is filled with fragrance, has many poems and books, and the bedding has a girlish air. It does not look like her status as a teacher, but rather it looks like a girl.
She opened the window and looked at the torches in the distance and Qin Yun's team moving away.
"Alas." She suddenly became sentimental and sighed.
Looking down at the hosta in my hand, it is simple and elegant, the jade is transparent and beautiful.
a long time.
She put the hosta into the box, felt it was inappropriate, and threw it into the cabinet. Then she pressed her back against the cabinet, forcing herself not to look at it or think about it.
But the more this happened, the more she thought about it.
He stamped his feet fiercely, and a hint of anger appeared on his fox face: "This bastard, your words are getting more and more excessive! Do I know you very well, my master?"
"Next time if you dare to say anything, you will be killed without mercy!"
"Today, I forgot to teach you a lesson! How shameful!"
She was talking to herself, losing the tranquility and calmness of the past.
…
late at night.
The imperial army has arrived in the imperial capital.
He was escorting many Jianghu killers, more than twenty in total.
"Your Majesty, I've made sure that Miss Murong didn't come with me."
Qin Yun nodded: "That's good, let's go directly to the palace. These killers will be sent to the prison immediately, and I will personally interrogate them overnight!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The procession entered the palace in great force.
After a stick of incense.
Qin Yun went to change his clothes first, and then, accompanied by Feng Lao, went to the Tianlao.
In the deepest cell of the sky prison.
The Ministry of Punishment transferred several prison officers who knew best about torture overnight, and within a short time, the prison was turned into a Shura field.
Those charlatan killers seemed to be content with death, but at this moment they were being tortured to the point where they couldn't hold on any longer.
"Don't pull it out, don't pull it out! I said it, I said it, I said it all!"
A charlatan could no longer hold on any longer and begged for mercy with a pale face.