Chapter 312

The more chaotic the better, but without delay, Yun Xiao calmly ordered: "Kill."

A few people rushed up, raised their knives in their hands, and killed a few people in the blink of an eye. When those people fell to the ground, they saw a person inside, with a piece of cloth stuffed in their mouth, their hands and feet were locked, and they were trapped in a corner, unable to move. No, and when Yun Xiao and Yun Zhen rushed over, they realized that his leg had been broken and he couldn't walk at all.

Murong Chong broke the iron chain with a sudden force, and Yun Zhen rushed to Yun Mo's side, took off the white cloth from Yun Mo's mouth, and cried out with a choked voice.

"father."

Yun Xiao also called out: "Daddy."

Murong Chong calmly ordered: "Yun Zhen, carry the prince out immediately, it's not suitable to stay here for long."

"Yes..." Yun Zhen responded, squatted down decisively, carried Yun Mo on his back, and left.

Murong Chong and Yun Xiao walked forward, Yun Zhen was in the middle with Yun Mo on his back, and the others were cut off.

Seeing Yun Mo being rescued, the members of Ye's family in the prison shouted early: "Come here, someone has robbed the prison, come here."

Yun Xiao turned his head, and the soft sword in his hand flew out, and landed directly on the man's chest. The man fell to the ground with a plop, and the prison was extremely quiet all of a sudden.

In front of the prison door, a large area has fallen, and under the dark night, there is a strong smell of blood.

Murong Chong commanded a group of people and ran out directly with Yun Mo. When the living people saw that the person was rescued, they hurried over to stop them.

But Murong's kung fu is unfathomable, the powerful air condenses in the palm of his hand, and when he waved it out, he knocked down everyone with one palm, those people were just overestimating their capabilities.

When they reached the gate of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, billows of dust billowed up. One man led his troops and dozens of people surrounded the gate. The leader was Lan Qinglun, and the people behind him held torches high.

Lan Qinglun's face darkened, and he shouted: "What a master of Shenlong Palace, you dare to go directly to the prison of the Criminal Ministry to rob people, and you want to die."

With a wave of his hand, dozens of people behind him flew up and rushed towards him.

Yun Xiao was a little stunned for a moment, but soon came back to his senses, this Lan Qinglun was still the secretary of the Ministry of War, if he didn't give an explanation today, the emperor might become suspicious, so he could only risk himself.

Murong Chong didn't talk to him too much, he flew up, the two of them leaped into the air at the same time, and received palms vigorously.

The powerful force flew out, and the stone lion shattered and scattered in front of the gate.

Lan Qinglun turned backwards and landed on the horse. The tall steed kicked back a few steps, blood was spilling from the corners of Lan Qinglun's lips, and his face was pale.

Looking at Murong Chong again, the white clothes danced lightly in the wind, the hem of the robe twirled like a blooming white lotus, extremely holy, falling slowly, the full head of black hair, like peach blossoms splashed with ink, with a strange and strange.

Yun Xiao took a step forward and asked nervously, "How is it?"

Even though he knew that there was nothing wrong with him, he still had to act a little bit like that.

Lan Qinglun, who was on the tall horse, was obviously seriously injured, and the two subordinates behind him stepped forward and asked with concern: "Lord Lan, are you okay?"

"It's okay, these people must not be allowed to escape, the emperor will definitely blame him if he finds out."

As soon as Lan Qinglun said that, he pulled his hand to his waist, the sword was unsheathed, and the silver light flashed, the man rushed over like a shooting star, and stabbed straight at Murong Chong, Murong Chong waved his big hand Yun Xiao sent it out, exhorting: "Xiaoer, be careful."

With a turn of his body, his long sleeves swayed to meet him, and with a bang, Lan Qinglun was completely blown away, and fell straight to the open space in front of the horse, spitting blood.

Yun Xiao sighed softly in his heart, this Lan Qinglun really suffered, so he hurriedly urged: "Let's go."

"Yes."

Everyone turned their heads one after another, and from behind Lan Qinglun, each of them snatched a horse and flew away.

Yun Zhen flicked the horsewhip first, Yun Mo pulled up the stiff rope, cooperated with his son, and the two of them ran away in the blink of an eye.

Murong Chong and Yun Xiao also jumped up at the same time, landed on one of them, and then left. As soon as Murong Chong left, he sent a signal to the air.

At the same signal, everyone in Shenlong Palace retreated one after another. Among them, some were injured and some were killed. The injured were led by their companions, and the killed could only stay behind.

Yan Yu, Ye Wuyun and the others dutifully intercepted those dead soldiers outside. In order for Murong Chong and others to rescue Yun Mo, a group of them did their best and killed and injured many people. The injury hadn't healed at all, but it was worse now, but fortunately they finally survived until they rescued him.

As soon as Shangguanlin saw the signal, he withdrew with Mr. Liaohua and others, taking Ye Wuyun, Yan Yu and others away by the way.

For a while, what should be withdrawn should be withdrawn, and what should be scattered should be scattered.

Only the Ministry of Punishment was in a terrible state, with charred wooden houses and dead bodies everywhere, and above the smoky fire, there was an unpleasant smell of blood.

The Minister of the Ministry of Punishment died, the Minister of the Ministry of War was seriously injured, and the rest of the officials, large and small, were injured and killed.

In the fourth year of Yaoqing, on August 200th, the Ministry of Criminal Justice was burned, three officials were killed, eight were injured, and more than [-] soldiers were killed or injured...

In the main hall of Gyeongbokgung Palace, Shangguan Yao looked at the injured officials below, some with hanging arms, some with lame legs, and even Mr. Lan, Minister of the Ministry of War, whose nose and eyes were so purple that it was impossible to distinguish the original ones. His facial features were swollen like a trowel, and his body was bruised in many places, showing that he was seriously injured.

The death in the first hall, Shangguan Yao's handsome facial features, his pupils are deep and unfathomable, sharp like a sharp knife, blue and white intertwined, and his chest is extremely stuffy. Thinking of his careful layout, not only did he fail to catch Yun Zhen and Murong Chong, Instead, so many people were killed by the opponent, and so many people were injured.

Why?Why, I can't even deal with the leader of a gangster.

Shangguan Yao held his breath in his heart. He had long been suspicious, irritable, and suppressed in his heart. At this moment, he was aroused by this incident and finally couldn't bear it anymore. After spraying it out, he fell back and slid directly onto the dragon chair.

Your Highness, everyone turned pale with shock and shouted at the same time: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

"Hurry up, announce the imperial doctor immediately, immediately."

A eunuch rushed out to announce the imperial doctor, and everyone here saw the emperor's face pale, his teeth clenched tightly, blood stained on the corners of his lips, and cold sweat rolled down like a bean. After killing Murong Chong, why, why can't I deal with him?

The emperor is ill and has not been to the court for two consecutive days. All the ministers in the court know that the emperor is ill because of anger. However, as for who the culprit is, except for a few people involved in the case, the others don't even know that that person is Yun Mo.

(End of this chapter)

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