After getting married, the pampered little eunuch turned black

Chapter 197 We must bring the princess back to Nanzhao

Di Rong sneered, "They will be there, someone arranged it in advance!"

The attendant was taken aback by his words.

Someone arranged for Qinglongwei to be in the dark in advance.

No wonder the general finally took down Zong Huaijin with his own hands.

It turned out that Qinglongwei had known for a long time that he was hiding in the dark.

Di Rong had a headache and waved his hand to make people retreat, he wanted to be quiet.

He didn't know that Qinglongwei was hiding in the dark.

It's just seeing Qin Zhenzhen's calm expression, not afraid at all.

I know that the other party must have a backhand.

He really didn't expect the opponent's backhand to be Qinglongwei.

At this moment, Di Rong felt that there was a danger approaching him.

The next moment, Di Rong's body hit the screen like a kite with a broken string.

Before Di Rong could react, someone strangled his neck and could barely breathe.

The other party was wearing black clothes and a black face scarf, so he couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly.

Who on earth could break in so easily.

He was also beaten by the opponent without any backhand power.

Di Rong's face was pale.

"who are you?"

The other party did not answer him.

The next moment, he let go of Di Rong's neck.

Before he could catch his breath.

The pain from the wound made Di Rong's face turn pale.

Some time ago, Di Rong was wounded by a knife and was still on his back, but he was hit with a palm.

Di Rong's face turned pale from the pain.

Lying on the ground, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Do you want to live? If you want to live, answer my question truthfully."

Di Rong clenched his hands tightly.

"I can not say!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped his back again.

The wound on the back was bleeding.

Who the hell is this person? Knowing that he has an injury on his back, he just hit him on the wound.

Di Rong endured all the time, refusing to deal with the other party.

The other party still refused to tell.

It's a tough one.

No matter how you fight, you won't say anything.

Seeing that Di Rong refused to say anything, the man in black didn't intend to spend any more time with him.

People leave quickly.

On the other side, the palace dungeon.

Zong Huaijin was placed on the torture rack, and was almost killed by someone.

He looked at the man in the ghost mask sitting in front of him, startled.

This person is not a person, and a ghost is not a ghost.

The means of torture are more ruthless and vicious than those of the Qin family army.

If it continues, he will die.

"Tell me, why did Nanzhao take away the princess?"

Zong Huaijin's face was pale.

He refused to let go.

Seeing that he didn't intend to let go.

A strong palm wind swept over.

Zong Huaijin, who was on the rack, vomited blood.

My whole body hurts.

"I don't want to say, I have time to play with you!"

The masked man with a grimace drew out his long sword and pointed it at Zong Huaijin on the torture rack.

As he spoke, he suddenly stood up and walked forward.

The long sword rested on Zong Huaijin's neck.

There was blood on the neck.

If the master of the long sword uses a little force, his life will be gone.

"If you want to kill, kill, I won't even say it!"

After the words fell, the long sword in the hands of the grimace masked man left Song Huaijin's neck.

The next moment, the long sword was pointed towards Zong Huaijin's neck again.

Back and forth dozens of times.

Zong Huaijin's hands and feet went limp on the rack.

He is not afraid of death.

But if he had to face the fear of death all the time, Zong Huaijin's life would be worse than death.

"Your Majesty wants to take revenge on the Southwest King, so we must bring the princess back to Nanzhao!"

As soon as the words fell, the grimace masked man standing in front of him disappeared into the dungeon in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the prison guard looked inside the prison.

No one was found.

Could it be that he was hallucinating.

He clearly heard a voice.

At the same time, the Southwest Palace, Fufengyuan.

Chang Geng knelt on the ground.

"Your Highness, Di Rong is a tough guy, he refuses to say anything."

(End of this chapter)