The queen mother wants to go against the sky: General, please take your seat

Chapter 487 If there is an afterlife, I will not be a slave
A Mingzai has no surname, and was called A Mingzai Amingzai since he was a child, until he became the leader of the guard, helped Lord Chengfu kill many people, and became the most feared evil spirit in Tongchuan City. Star, his name is still A Mingzai.Being pushed to kneel on the ground, watching the pit where he was about to be buried was being dug bigger and deeper, A Mingzai's eyes gradually became bloodshot and red, he was not reconciled, but...

The steward raised his foot and kicked A Mingzai in the chest, kicking A Mingzai to the ground.

Several slave soldiers from A Mingzai struggled immediately when they saw their eldest brother being beaten.

"What are you doing? What do you want to do?" The manager was startled by the movement, and then he said angrily, "A bunch of slaves, you still want to rebel when your death is imminent?! You guys are like wooden stakes. Standing? Hit me!" After scolding the slave soldiers, the steward shouted loudly at the guards of the palace.

The person in charge is the cronies of the King of Chengfu. He is a person who can talk to the princess, and a person who is not easy to offend in the Prince's Mansion, so the guards beat and kicked the slaves.

"You used to be proud of yourself," the steward squatted in front of A Mingzai, sneered and whispered, "Now you know your identity? The slave family is branded on your head, and you can only be a slave in this life! Dogs are not as good as you!" You still want to compete with the prince for a woman? Are you worthy too?"

A Mingzai stared at the manager with red eyes.

"You still dare to stare at me?" The manager raised his hand and slapped A Mingzai again, and ordered the guards beside him to say, "Bury him."

"So ruthless," Zhan Yi whispered to Yan Dong from behind the bushes not far away, "Are they enemies?"

"It's just like a villain," Yan Dongjin said, "I feel jealous when I see someone's success, and I have to bully you once when I see someone is unlucky."

Zhan Yi said, "Is there another theory?"

"Well," Yan Dongjin said, "my elder brother said it."

As soon as he heard that Mo Sangqing said this, Zhan Yi believed it. Looking at the steward who was still bullying people not far away, the chief guard Zhan said, "Shall we go?"

A Mingzai was thrown into the pit, and his brothers struggled harder on it, but they were pushed down one after another without any resistance, and fell beside A Mingzai.

"Remember the duty of being a slave in your next life," the steward stood in front of the pit, and said with pleasure in his voice, "Don't blame the prince, if you want to blame, blame you, the big brother who forgot your duty."

The mud fell on his body, and A Mingzai's angry curses were blocked by the cloth ball. Although his body was gradually buried by the mud, A Mingzai's breathing became difficult, and his eyes that were still staring angrily gradually lost their luster .

"Hurry up," the steward kept urging on the ground. Standing in the wilderness in the heavy rain and blowing the cold wind is not a good feeling.

If there was an afterlife, A Mingzai who was buried in the soil thought, if there was an afterlife, he would not be a slave anymore.

The steward looked at the slave soldiers in the pit and sneered. These slave soldiers were raised by their princes with good food and drink, and they have all grown into master soldiers. Now they are all right. After waking up from the dream, they know that they are not as good as pigs and dogs. The slave is gone, but this life is over.The steward watched with relief as the mud buried the slaves bit by bit. Somehow, a thought flashed in the steward's mind. If these slaves died, his prince would raise another one. The slave soldiers came here, and the manager became upset again, which meant that he had to endure another group of slave soldiers.

A flying arrow came through the air at this moment, fixing the manager's mood on his upset.

The steward lowered his head, staring at the arrow protruding from his chest in astonishment.

"Go!" Zhan Yi jumped out from behind the bushes while beckoning his brothers to go up.

The steward fell into the deep pit, his eyes wide open and he lost his breath.

The slave soldiers heard the sound of fighting coming from the ground. Although they didn't know what happened, a group of brothers were panicked, and they had a glimmer of hope in Xiangsheng.

There were 30 palace guards who came over to run business, and Yan Dongjin had only eight people here, but the fight soon came to an end, all the palace guards were killed, and there were no casualties in Yan Dongjin.

"With this kind of ability, do these people dare to come out as bodyguards?" Zhan Yi spit on the ground the rainwater that flowed into his mouth, and wiped his face with his hand.

Several guards nodded in agreement with Zhan Yi's words. In their opinion, the guards of the Chengfu County Prince's Mansion can't be described as ordinary, but trash.

"They are just people who do odd jobs." Yan Dongjin put the knife back into its sheath, kicked away the corpse in front of him, and said, "How good is the martial arts?" What slaves?
Zhan Yi sighed, and said to Yan Dongjin: "Master Yan, can you boast about the martial arts skills of your subordinates?" If it weren't for their guards' high martial arts skills, how could they make the guards of Chengfu County Prince's Mansion trash? ?

Yan Dongjin walked towards the pit and said, "You guys are not good at martial arts, and my elder brother won't use you either."

Zhan Yi was speechless.

"It's like my elder brother won't let me enter the army because I'm not good at martial arts," Yan Dongjin stopped in front of the pit, and said again.

"Yes, I was the one who said something stupid," Zhan Yi touched his nose, and admitted his mistake to Yan Dong helplessly.

"En," Yan Dongjin hummed.

Several guards looked at Zhan Yi and laughed. Unlike Zhou Jing, Zhan Yi is not a person who is often deflated, so it is rare to see the chief guard Zhan being deflated.

Zhan Yi, who is good at smiling, walked to Yan Dongjin's side.

At this time, a lot of rainwater had collected in the pit, turning the big pit where people were buried into a quagmire, which forced the Amin boys to stretch their necks and raise their heads so that they could breathe.

"If you don't save them, they will be drowned," Zhan Yi told Yan Dong in a low voice.

The guards were all standing in the pit at this time, and after seeing the situation in the pit, they all clicked their tongues. If they acted a little later, the slaves of King Chengfu would definitely die.

"Save them and come up," Yan Dongjin ordered.

"If they," Zhan Yi said halfway, shaking his head at Yan Dongjin.

"If they are still loyal," Yan Dongjin said, "then I have nothing to do."

As soon as Yan Dongjin said there was no other way, Zhan Yi was not so eager to save others, and said to Yan Dongjin, "Then why don't you think about it, Young Master Yan?"

Yan Dongjin stood in the pit and fell silent, letting the heavy rain fall on his face.

Zhanyi stood and waited, none of them dared to call Yan Dong to die at this time.

A Mingzai in the pit suddenly turned over in the mud and looked at Yan Dongjin who was standing on the ground.

The torch in the guard's hand was almost extinguished by the heavy rain, the light was dim, Zhan Yi felt a little breathless, but he still didn't dare to urge Yan Dong to make a decision.

"Save people," Yan Dongjin finally ordered at this moment.

The slave named A Mingzai didn't want to die, he could tell by looking at this man's eyes, those who didn't want to die were people who didn't want to accept their fate.As long as he doesn't accept his fate, Yan Dongjin looked at A Mingzai who was in the mud, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face. Until now, his good luck is still there.

(End of this chapter)