The group pet sister was spoiled by the tyrant again

Chapter 169 If something happens to Su Xiaojiu, everyone will go to the funeral
If it continues like this, it won't take long before it will be engulfed by the miasma and pass out here.

No, you have to leave now.

"Crack——" There was a sudden sound from the bushes on her right.

Su Jiu couldn't help shaking his legs, squatted down and picked up the branches on the ground, and said tremblingly, "Who!"

However, after asking, she regretted it. How could there be anyone else in such a ghostly place except her, a poor child who was chased to the end of the road?

Unless...it's a ghost!
In an instant, her face turned pale with fright, she threw the branch viciously at the bush that made the noise, and turned around and ran away, "Mom! There is a ghost——"

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After Wu Ying Wu Trace outside dealt with the two men in black, he rushed towards the forest before he had time to catch his breath, but he couldn't find Su Jiu after walking around, and was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

After discussing for a while, the two quickly returned to the camp to find someone for help.

Su Yincheng sat on the grand master's chair in the temporary camp, listening to the two guards he dispatched to protect the little girl explain what happened just now.

After the matter was explained, the two of them went to the ground together, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this is how things are."

Su Yincheng's face turned dark again and again, and he clenched the hand holding the white jade tea bowl tightly, only to hear a "bang", the solid white jade tea bowl was crushed by Su Yincheng in his hand.

Hot tea flowed out along the fragments, and the cold white leather was scalded red in an instant.

The hearts of those who watched trembled. Eunuch Lin just wanted to dip the handkerchief in cold water and apply it to the emperor, but seeing the emperor's current state, he was so frightened that he stopped in his tracks.

Su Yincheng kicked the table next to him away, unable to hold back his anger, "Su Xiaojiu was hunted down and disappeared now, what are you doing for food?!"

Missing?How could the little girl be the opponent of those assassins by herself.

Everyone in the tent was also frightened by the man's anger, their legs trembled, and they all knelt on the ground and lowered their heads, "The emperor calm down—"

Su Yincheng was in a rage, and kicked Wu Ting, who was kneeling on the ground, out of the tent.

Su Yincheng used all his strength for this kick, and a mouthful of blood spewed out without a trace.

"Call together all the Dark Feather Guards and search for the whereabouts of the little princess!"

Su Yincheng gritted his teeth, and the sliver of reason left him to make this decision.

Liang Zhende and the queen's father boldly stood up and disagreed with this approach:
"But, what about the others? All the Dark Feather Guards have been sent out, so what about the safety of the emperor and other people? You can't ignore the safety of all of us for the sake of the little princess!"

After he found his grandson Liang Yu yesterday, he was so angry that he almost fainted when he heard that it was the little princess who pushed him down.

Therefore, he also hated the little princess to the bone, and at this time naturally disagreed with the emperor's way of thinking.

Su Yincheng turned his angry eyes, stared at Liang Zhende, and pulled out the sword from the scabbard:
"If something happens to Su Xiaojiu, everyone will go to the funeral."

Funeral!

Everyone's expressions changed, and some timid ones were so frightened that their legs began to shake.

The emperor always does what he says, and I'm afraid if they can't find the little princess, their heads will really move!

A martial artist stood up, clutching the corner of his clothes nervously with one hand, "Emperor, Your Majesty, I'm good at martial arts, go and help the Dark Feather Guards rescue the little princess!"

Instead of waiting here, it's better to have one more person and more strength. He is still young, and he doesn't want to end it so hastily.

Su Yincheng didn't answer his words, but coldly glanced at the crowd standing like wooden figures.

(End of this chapter)