Daqian deposed the crown prince, and the emperor begged him to stop rebelling

Chapter 21: Uproar in the Death Row Camp!
The deposed prince is back!

More than ten people went out, including three eighth-rank warriors, and only the deposed prince came back!

This piece of news spread quickly throughout the death row camp like wildfire on the prairie.

In an instant, there was an uproar in the huge camp!
Now in such a huge death row camp, everyone knows that there is a deposed prince among them!

Those who should have lived did not live.

The damned guy came back alive!
You know, the brutality of the barbarians has already taken root in the hearts of the Daqian people!
If he encountered barbarians, how on earth would this deposed prince survive?!
The eyes of the criminal soldiers were full of surprise and suspicion.

Li Mu walked in the gap between camps, his eyes were dull, and he just walked silently on the road under his feet.

Apart from a trace of fatigue on his dusty face, there was no sign of panic or fear from escaping death.

Along the way, the death row prisoners couldn't help but stand aside after seeing him, looking at him with wide eyes, as if they wanted to see what the difference was between this deposed prince and ordinary people.

In Camp No. 3.

A group of prisoners surrounded the gate of the camp, causing chaos.

Until that thin figure appeared in the field of vision.

A voice suddenly came from the crowd.

"Deposed Prince!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"The deposed prince actually came back alive?"

"Why are you calling him the Wasted Prince? Do you know how Xiong Ba died?!"

"Three eighth-rank warriors, a team of intruders, and only he came back?"

I watched the thin figure getting closer and closer.

The commotion among the crowd intensified.

Until the figure silently stopped at the entrance of Camp No. 3.

Li Mu raised his eyes and looked calmly at the group of prisoners in front of him.

The prisoners standing in the front suddenly fell silent. They avoided looking at him, but still glanced at him out of the corner of their eyes.

The prisoners standing at the back couldn't see the situation clearly and were still shouting. Several strong prisoners were fighting for position and they hugged and threw each other on the spot.

"Is this my draft? You are looking for death!"

"Mr. Wu, I'm going to kill you today!"

There was constant shouting and cursing.

now.

Outside the camp gate, a gaze with a hint of indifference swept over.

The prisoners standing in the front row had no choice but to walk out one by one, spreading out to both sides and making way for a road in the middle.

Two shirtless men covered with scars were wrestling with each other on the ground. The battle was extremely brutal.

Until everyone saw Li Mu.

The noisy sound in the field suddenly stopped.

All the soldiers' eyes fell on Li Mu.

Someone squinted his eyes and looked at him.

Some people behaved indifferently, with a hint of coldness at the corners of their mouths.

Someone avoided Li Mu's gaze and pretended to look elsewhere.

Only the two people on the ground became ruthless and soon blood was seen.

While beating him, he uttered all kinds of foul language.

This is death row, a world where position alone can determine who lives and who dies, and where human life is worthless.

Apart from the voices of those two people, the chaos and noise around them had stopped for who knows how long.

The two people, who had already sensed something was wrong, waited until a long black shadow covered them.

The two criminals stopped at the same time and turned to look.

Li Mu continued to walk, ignoring everything in front of him.

Both sides were crowded with criminals, and only the road in the middle was blocked by these two people.

The two strong prisoners hesitated for a moment, then let go and stepped aside, looking at each other viciously.

Until Li Mu slowly passed by the two of them.

An extremely cold and chilling breath swept past them, and the two felt as if the blood in their bodies had frozen.

"call……"

A cold wind blew in from outside the camp.

Like all the other criminals around them, the two men turned their heads stiffly to look.

They could see that the thin figure had already gone far away. At this moment, the two of them realized that they had broken out in a cold sweat without knowing when.

a long time.

A few sounds of disdainful spitting were heard from the spot.

"Damn it, do you really think you are the prince?"

"This bastard, he's really lucky! Three eighth-rank warriors are dead, but those barbarians actually let him get away?"

"Maybe they'll run away when they encounter the barbarians!"

"Son of a bitch, tsk! He's really lucky!"

……

This is a fucking world!
The law of the jungle is almost fully demonstrated here!

If everyone in the world is cruel, then I will be more cruel and fierce than them!
If you can't, the only outcome is to become human excrement, horse excrement, or a pile of dry bones on the roadside!
corner.

Li Mu slowly loosened his clenched white finger bones and silently stared at the person in front of him.

Wang Bing and a few others stopped in the aisle in a daze. For a moment, they didn't know what to say or do after seeing him.

The prisoners behind him looked at him with eyes filled with shock!

The frail Shen Pingan was supported by two familiar prisoners.

The moment he saw him for the first time, Shen Ping'an's eyes were filled with tears.

Li Mu relaxed a bit, walked over and patted the other person on the shoulder.

"Thought I was dead?"

The corners of Shen Ping'an's lips twitched.

Finally, he lowered his head silently and clenched his fists.

Until Li Mu left.

Shen Pingan and Wang Bing followed silently behind with different thoughts.

"You're back, you're dead."

Shen Pingan was supported by someone and followed Li Mu, seemingly talking to himself.

"Everyone, everyone thought you were dead, but you came back alive! Those people...hahahaha!"

Shen Pingan smiled, and a gleam of spirit gradually appeared in his eyes.

……

Dingzi Camp No. 3, in an independent small tent.

Mo Yang, commander of Ding Sanying, listened to the noisy noise outside, holding a small silver-white cup in his hand and twisting it constantly.

Suddenly he grinned.

"Weird."

……

"boom!"

Death row camp, inside a huge tent.

The lights were brightly on, and the huge wooden table collapsed with a loud bang because it could not withstand the huge force.

Fang Sheng's face turned red due to anger.

In front of him.

A figure in heavy armor looked at them with a half-smile.

The other figure was in tattered clothes, shivering all over inside the tent.

"General Fang, I brought this person to you. Not long after the deposed crown prince entered the city, he lay on his horse and called for the gate to be closed."

The figure standing in the middle said with a smile.

Fang Sheng suppressed his anger and glanced at the other person.

He bowed and said, "Thank you, Deputy General Fu. I'll remember this favor!"

"Hey, there's no need to be polite between you and me. I'll leave the person to you and I won't ask any more questions."

After getting the answer he wanted, Fu Hao turned around and left calmly, as if he had thrown away a piece of waste, taking the two personal soldiers outside the tent with him.

Until then.

The shivering prisoner felt the extremely cold tent, his face turned pale and he knelt on the ground in fear.

"General, General, I'll tell you everything!"

Fang Sheng said nothing, his cold eyes fixed on the offending soldier.

　Can I come to Piaopiao?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)