Cang Qiao stopped everyone and was about to ask someone to clean up the mess.
But suddenly, a "boom" of explosions was heard outside, and a fire broke out in the warehouse in a corner of the black market.
Fortunately, it was almost dawn at this time, and most of the people in the black market had already evacuated. After the fire broke out again, the remaining half of the people rushed out like crazy.
Looking at the raging fire, Cang Qiao and Yin Hu fell into speechlessness.
Can there be any more chaos tonight?!
Yin Hu pulled Cang Qiao's sleeve with a bad expression: "Sir, this situation tonight is either possessed by evil spirits, or there is a huge conspiracy to destroy the black market. The other party must have been planning for a long time, so we should withdraw!
"
When he thought that he still had a lot of goods in the warehouse, he felt extremely painful.
But in this situation, if I stay here any longer, I don’t know what will happen!
Cang Qiao lowered his head and looked at the blood on his gorgeous robe, and then looked at the dying black market owner, who didn't know if he was still alive.
He told the guards with a gloomy face: "Take your masters and retreat first, and then find a way to put out the fire after everyone has evacuated!"
After saying that, he walked away angrily.
He is really getting more and more courageous. He didn't even give him any hints, and just dared to destroy the black market in a hurry!
She even caused him to be splattered with blood! What a girl she needs to take care of!
Silver Fox quickly followed him and left. His goods, I wonder if they can be rescued?!
When everyone was gone, Beatrice finally regained consciousness and hurriedly chased Cang Qiao out: "Sir, sir!"
But when they walked out the door, Cang Qiao and Yin Hu had already lost all trace of them outside.
A guard ran over in a panic and asked: "Deputy General Manager, what should we do now? Many slaves have taken advantage of the fire to escape. If the trouble comes to light, it will be troublesome for the government."
The existence of the black market is a compromise between all parties, but if the issue of slavery becomes public, the government will not protect them for the sake of reputation and stabilizing public sentiment.
Beatrice said gloomily and irritably: "How do I know what to do? If I had known earlier, I should have killed all these nasty slaves like before!"
She often killed disobedient slaves.
But she didn't know why, but she always felt flustered and felt like she couldn't remember some things.
Now that the black market has been burned out, take the remaining money and run out of the capital, or at worst, go back to Sudan!
After Beatrice made up her mind, she quickly left with the others.
Outside the black market, Jing He watched with cold eyes as the fire began to devour the black market and even the entire town.
She just wiped her hands with a handkerchief, wiped off the special kerosene, turned around, mounted her horse, and left among the crowd.
The sun rose in the east, the sky was bright, and a red sun broke through the layers of dark clouds and jumped out of the sky.
In a hidden courtyard of Concubine Ming's Mansion, an altar was also bathed in the morning sunlight.
There was a black long sword placed on the altar, as well as a broken hand of a white skeleton that still held the hilt of the sword tightly even though no flesh and skin was left.
In front of the altar, the leading woman, dressed in plain clothes and holding three incense sticks, was respectfully leading a group of people also dressed in plain clothes to kneel in front of the altar.
"Grandpa, uncles, mother, and the Xiao family's dead relatives are here. Lan Ruo is here to lead the orphans of the Red Blood Legion to pay homage to the heroes of the Xiao family!"
"Twenty years ago, the three armies marched together, and tens of thousands of horses went to the border, marching vigorously and drinking heavily. Twenty years later, today, Lan Ruo and the red-blooded orphan, respectfully welcome the return of my grandfather's remains to the capital!"
The people behind her all wore white mourning on their heads and kowtowed with tears in their eyes——
"We are waiting for the red-blooded orphans to welcome Xiao Shuai's remains back to the capital!"
“We sincerely welcome the return of Xiao Shuai’s remains to Beijing!!”
"Congratulations on the return of Xiao Shuai's remains to Beijing!!!"
Sad and suppressed cries slowly spread in the backyard.
Ming Lanruo raised her hand gently, and paper money was scattered all over the sky.
She raised her head and looked coldly at the paper money floating in the sky under the red sun: "If the heroic soul is still here, it will return. Today I am organizing a funeral for my relatives. Please give me one day to organize a funeral for this Shangguan clan.
Let the whole world mourn for this Emperor Ming!"
The moment the paper money burned in the burial pot, the skeleton hand holding the sword's hilt gently let go with a "click" sound.
Everyone was stunned, and Grandma Wang suddenly covered her face and cried loudly: "Shuai Xiao heard this, and he will definitely bless you in the sky with all the generals of the Xiao family and his red-blooded sons!"
She stood up tremblingly, stretched out her hand and held the Huntian Sword in front of Ming Lanruo: "Miss, from now on, the Huntian Sword is yours."
Ming Lanruo's fingertips gently touched the dark and cold sword, and she raised her hand to take it: "Yes."
She looked at the broken palm with bones lying alone on the stage, and said softly: "Send grandpa's remains to be cremated."
After saying that, she turned around and left with the sword in hand.
...
An hour later, Concubine Ming's Mansion also returned to calm, and all traces of the sacrifice no longer existed.
Ming Lanruo looked at a small glass bottle on the table in front of her, which contained a small amount of ashes from the cremation of the bones of the Broken Palm.
She placed the small glass bottle next to the memorial tablet of her mother, Xiao Guanyin.
"Miss, you were too adventurous last night." Aunt Wu Sang came in with a pot of raw soybeans and called Ming Lanruo over.
Ming Lanruo said calmly: "I know."
With that said, she handed her palm to Aunt Wusang.
When he opened his thin white palm, he found that the palm was filled with dense black dots. There seemed to be living things squirming in the black dots, which was shocking.
Aunt Wu Sang frowned, using Gu was not like what the world thought, it could be used casually to control people.
Those who use poison will also have to pay a corresponding price.
