The Concubine's Conspiracy: Rebirth of the Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 376

Luo Wuyou froze for a moment, but turned his eyes and smiled for a moment: "Why, according to the princess, do you want to keep Wuyouqiang here? Last night, the princess's people visited Zhang's mansion at night. Speaking of which, it should be It's a lot of losses, but the county lord really didn't expect that there are still people available by the princess' side!"

Her eyes were slightly cold, and Luo Wuyou looked straight at Yong Zhao. There were countless corpses in the Zhang Mansion last night, but today, she was able to utter such cruel words. It seems that there must be another trick.

"There are many things that you have never thought of. Do you really think that Rong Di can protect you forever? Do you really think that with Yanyun Qiqi, you can do whatever you want? Rong Di's life, even if I don't take it, he will live." It won't be long before Yanyun 72 is powerful, but it is not invincible!"

Yong Zhao paused for a moment, and said coldly: "Luo Wuyou, you should feel honored to be able to send out black warriors to deal with you. Even if you die, you should also feel honored!"

When the word fell to the ground, many men in black appeared around the pavilion, all of them wearing black ghost masks, and hundreds of dead soldiers surrounded the entire pavilion layer by layer. Among them, it is particularly dazzling.

Apparently, those swords and swords were poisoned with the blood-sealed throat poison!
Those black-clothed dead men didn't speak a word, and swung their knives at each other as soon as they came up. At the same time, several figures flew out to temporarily block those black-clothed dead men. The same black clothes were covered with unicorn masks.

The sound of clashing swords and swords rang out everywhere, and the air of murder filled the quiet ten-mile-long pavilion. Luo Wuyou's face was slightly condensed, and he glanced at the hundreds of figures that were constantly flying outside the pavilion. Time has nothing to do with those men in black.

Heisha slayer?

Actually, they are quite famous. There are a total of [-] Heisha dead soldiers. Their martial arts are extremely high, their footwork is weird, their advances and retreats are slow, their tacit understanding is excellent, and their cooperation is perfect. They are clearly dead soldiers who have undergone long-term training. , What they did was a set of killing arrays.

It's a pity that although she has this guess, she doesn't know how to break the formation!
The entire three teams of Yanyun 72 cavalry, a total of 36 people, were all trapped in the formation, unable to separate themselves for a while, and the men in black outside the pavilion surrounded them in the blink of an eye, blocking all the roads.

At this time, Luo Wuyou's master and servant are no different from that turtle in a urn!
"Luo Wuyou, don't you have a whole team of Yanyun 72 cavalry in your hand? What's the matter, only half of them have been summoned now, heh, don't you think that these 36 people can break the seven kills of the Heisha dead men in this palace? Desperate Formation? Ha, ha ha ha..."

Yong Zhao smiled triumphantly, but his eyes were full of ferocious killing intent: "Then I tell you, you are just wishful thinking, this black slayer team of this palace is specially trained to restrain Yanyun 72 cavalry, let alone 36 people, even if 72 people go together, I can guarantee that they will come and go!"

Luo Wuyou withdrew her gaze, turned her head, glanced coldly at Yong Zhao, looked at the crazy look on Yong Zhao's face, frown for a while, and remained silent. It wasn't that she didn't want to summon the remaining three teams of Yanyun 72 riders. She sent them out, and two of the teams were sent to protect Gu Liunian and Gu Zixi but did not turn back.

Even though Lihun's first team sent people back to Qizhou to return to their orders, the rest of them, when they returned to Qizhou, were still chasing the fleeing Holy Yin cultist in the Zihuang Mountain Range.

Therefore, what she can use is You Lan and the other three teams of Yanyun 72 riders.

Luo Wuyou's eyes flickered on and off, and after a long time, Fang said coldly: "I didn't expect that the princess has killed so many people, and there are still so many powerful dead men. It seems that the county lord really has to start again." Estimate your identity. Yong Zhao, you have been planning and planning for so many years, even going so far as to hide the real princess and replace it yourself, such a wolfish ambition deserves to be punished!"

Luo Wuyou's expression was cold, he no longer looked outside the pavilion, and completely ignored the cold-faced guards staring at him, his eyes were directed at Yong Zhao, as if he wanted to see her through!
Yong Zhao, this woman hides too deeply, and her power is astonishingly large. Under such circumstances, she can actually summon such a team of powerful dead soldiers in the imperial city of Qin Capital!

Heisha slayer, specially trained for restraining Yanyun 72 cavalry, she is really deliberate!

Yong Zhao hesitated for a moment, and a mad killing intent flashed in his eyes: "It seems that you really know a lot, and you can guess her true identity, but so what if you guessed it? You don't have any evidence to prove it. , as long as I kill her and then you, who else will know?"

"The princess has a good plan, and she did not hesitate to sacrifice her own daughter for the so-called big plan. However, what the county lord doesn't understand is that you have been with the emperor and queen mother for many years, and there are many strange people under you. Why, but Haven't done anything yet? Let the county lord guess, maybe it's a love affair, so you can't bear to do it, right?"

Luo Wuyou suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled, there was endless sarcasm and disdain in that smile, he looked at Yong Zhao as if he was looking at a dirty rag: "If you fall in love with your elder brother, you are not your own, after all, you have the name of that brother and sister." The reason is that such a thing that violates the laws of heaven and ethics can be done, Yong Zhao, you are really disgusting!"

"Luo Wuyou, shut up for Bengong!"

The merciless ridicule, the embarrassment and shame that all her thoughts were exposed nakedly made Yong Zhao's expression extremely cold. She yelled angrily, sat up suddenly from the stone chair, and flicked her long sleeves, her figure was like electricity. With a palm, he slapped Luo Wuyou's chest.

However, that palm force was dispelled by Han Zhuo's palm, and Han Zhuo blinked away, and was already in front of Wuyou. Luo Wuyou glared at the iron-colored Yong Zhao.

He came out from behind Han Zhuo, accusing him bitterly: "Oh, is the princess becoming angry from embarrassment? You have done everything, and others can't say it? You obviously love your brother, but you married my father. Snatching my mother's husband, taking away her title of first wife, only a shameless woman like you can do such shameless things in this world!"

"You can't get it yourself, so you want to destroy others. How can you deserve the imperial title of Yongzhao, and how can you have the demeanor of a royal princess? Yongzhao, not only your body is dirty, but your blood is also dirty. Your thoughts are filthy, you have forgotten your ancestors and stole her identity!"

"Just you, return to the Royal Princess?"

Wuyouchi laughed: "Oh, in the eyes of this county lord, you are just a dirty bug in the gutter who can't see the sun, and you can only hide in the ugly and dark lies you wove forever. How dare you call yourself my own palace, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!"

Luo Wuyou's lips kept moving, and every time he uttered a word, Yong Zhao's ashen complexion would turn darker, and in the end, it was as black as the bottom of a pot, the murderous intent almost solidified, and his chest heaved violently.

"Luo Wuyou..." Yong Zhao gritted his teeth and called out the name, but his chest twitched.

puff-

She actually spat out a mouthful of blood, and the thick silky blood bloomed a blood flower on the ground, the corner of her mouth was stained with blood, reflecting the cruelty on her face, it was extraordinarily eerie.

Wiping away the blood, Yong Zhao rushed towards Luo Wuyou again, Han Zhuo's figure was caught by Nanny Hua and the other two men in black, and before Luo Wuyou could react, Yong Zhao had already grabbed him .

"Miss……"

"Miss Watch..."

The faces of Hongjin Jianqiu and the two changed drastically. They wanted to go forward, but they, together with Gu Qi and others, were also rested on the neck by the sword and could not move any more. Seeing Yong Zhao pinching the girl's neck, they could only do so. Shouted anxiously.

"Why, why, do you want to kill me? Even if you kill me, do you think that no one will know what you have done? One day, your identity will still be exposed. Could it be that the county magistrate Isn’t that right? You, Yong Zhao, you are just a bug hiding in a dark gutter, and you will never see the sky.”

Luo Wuyou's neck was pinched, and he spoke intermittently, her pretty face turned red and purple, but those deep pupils were still full of endless sarcasm and ridicule, and their eyes were extremely cold.

"Luo Wuyou, you are so quick to talk when you are dying. You are really a bitch with a hard bone. Unfortunately, you are wrong. I was born with a noble blood, and I was a real royal princess. If it weren't for our country 50 years ago. With his family ruined, how could Bengong leave his hometown alone and come to Daqin?"

"That woman, he deserves to die. His father destroyed my country, destroyed my family, and slaughtered all my relatives. So what if I imprisoned her? What if I took her identity?" How? That is what they owe me, the Great Qin imperial family, what I owe me, and I just ask for it back, so what's not allowed, what's not allowed?"

Yong Zhao roared angrily, her eyes were blood red, she was born a noble royal princess, she has a country, a family, a family who loves her, a father and a queen, if not for the war back then, the ruthless cavalry broke her land , destroyed her homeland.

Why does she need to travel thousands of miles to Daqin to pretend to be someone else?

What kind of dirty bug in the gutter, she is a princess, a noble royal princess, a royal princess with pure blood and noble blood, from beginning to end, there is no falsehood, how can she be false, how can she be false?

Luo Wuyou's face was full of shock, but under the long scarlet skirt, five fingers flipped, a golden light flashed, and pierced straight into Yongzhao's air pocket, as if a hole had been pierced in a bag full of air, Quickly deflated, Yong Zhao twitched his whole body a few times, Han Zhuo shook the entangled two people away, turned around, and swept Yong Zhao to the ground with one palm.

The long sword he was holding came out of his hand, stabbing firmly through her palm and pinning her to the cold ground.The palm was pierced, and blood poured out, but Yong Zhao's distorted face gradually became clear, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead, but her eyes were staring straight at Luo Wuyou.

It seemed as if she wished to peel Luo Wuyou's muscles and make her bones ashes!
Yongzhao was captured, and the rest of the black-clothed men wanted to rescue him, but seeing Han Zhuo, they didn't dare to go any further. Madam Hua's face was ashen, knowing that the situation was over, she waved her hand and winked at the black-clothed guards.

The black-clothed people with their swords on the necks of Hong Jin and the others cast a glance at Yong Zhao who was on the ground, and started their hands one after another, seeing that the long sword was about to cut through the necks of several people.

At this moment, those men in black fell limply to the ground, and after a while of convulsions, they all lost their breath.Even Nanny Hua clutched her neck tightly and fell to the ground.

A pair of sinister eyes with inverted triangles were full of disbelief.

(End of this chapter)