My Queen, you are naughty again

Zhao Rufeng looked at the little sister in front of him, stretched out his hands to her and pulled her up. The brother and sister were surrounded by a circle of soldiers, and ten sharp blades pointed at them. They had no way back.

The hot sun baked the ground under your feet, and the red and black blood solidified on it. The air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

"Zhao Shizi, why don't you plead guilty! Pleading guilty now can spare you two a dog's life. If you don't plead guilty, you'll cut your neck and hang your head on the gate!" Yu Wencheng came and the soldiers around them immediately made way for him.

Whoosh!

Bang bang!

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen soldiers who had just surrounded Zhao Rufeng fell down together. The blade in their hands did not listen to orders anymore and fell to the ground with a bang. Such a scene stunned Yu Wencheng and Zhao Rufeng.

Looking back slowly, I saw thousands of troops galloping. The leader in front was the famous King of hell on the battlefield, Sima Zhao!

"Dog's life? Yuwencheng, your life is dog's life!" Sima Zhao, sitting on the horse's back, snorted coldly. He was dressed in silver armor. His red cloak was flying with the wind. He held a trident in his hand and hung in front of him. The sharp fork blade was refracted by the dazzling sun. Looking at it, people couldn't help but step back.

The king of hell on the battlefield, everyone knows, Zhao Rufeng knows, and Yu Wencheng knows better. They have fought before, and they can't hold up three moves under his hands.

Yu Wencheng was surprised to see Sima Zhao, so he quickly ordered the soldiers behind him to run to the palace and send a letter to his royal brother Yu Wenhao.

Yu Wencheng's face was gloomy and murmured in his heart. He knew that the son of Chu sent by Nanyue at this time was not a good thing. Now the internal affairs of Beiliang have not been handled, and now they are coming again! You should have killed childe Chu!

"Yuwencheng, you have to send a letter to your new emperor quickly. If not, my Trident doesn't recognize people. Don't blame us if we killed your capital of Beiliang!" Sima Zhao's face sank, raised his trident and rowed hard towards yuwencheng.

In the main hall of the Imperial Palace, the bodyguard rushed to the Taihe hall with a panic on his face and reported in a deep voice: "inform the emperor that the Zhao family has been destroyed, leaving only Zhao Rufeng and a little daughter of the Zhao family, but now Sima Zhao of South Vietnam is in the City and threatens to kill our Beiliang!"

As soon as the bodyguard's voice fell, Yu Wenhao, sitting on the Dragon chair, clapped his desk, raised his green veins on his forehead, shook his sleeves and said, "Chu Li! Assemble all the soldiers to fight!"

"Yes!"

Yu Wenhao's eyes were filled with anger, and his pupils gradually enlarged. His hand on the table slowly forced and knocked over the table in front of him. WOW! The sound of things scattered all over the ground was recalled on the hall for a long time.

Here, Chu Li had already known that Sima Zhao was coming to the city. Therefore, when Yu Wenhao sent someone to catch her, he had left the palace, went to the 14th palace and found Yu Wenshuo.

"How did you promise me brother Jiu? Didn't you say you wouldn't send a letter to South Vietnam? We have our own way to deal with Beiliang!" Yu Wenshuo was angry, looked at Chu Li coming out of the palace, said in a deep voice, clenched his fist and hit the next column. There was a dull noise.

"You think I'm willing to intervene in your Beiliang affairs. Now things have developed to this point. The ninth master and even the people in the ninth King's residence have been under house arrest. Zhao Rufeng and Zhao's family have been killed. How much power are you left? Can I sit and wait to see yu'er and watch everyone in the ninth King's residence and the fourteenth King's residence die? Now, you can rest assured that senior general Sima is leading the troops here , it's the Savior of your nine kings, and we sent troops from South Vietnam to help you in Beiliang! "Chu Li brushed his sleeves and said, looking at Yu Wenshuo's eyes with firm confidence.

Yu Wenshuo looked at Chu Li's eyes like black gemstones, bowed his head and took a deep breath, stuck his hands in his waist, and said in a deep voice: "I've never seen a woman as confident as you. Are you so sure that your king of South Vietnam won't send general Sima to kill our Beiliang?"

The air solidified for a time. Chu Li looked up at Yu Wenshuo and said word by word: "yes, I just believe, because South Vietnam will never take advantage of people's danger. And slaughtering Beiliang is not good for South Vietnam. The king of South Vietnam knows the relationship between advantages and disadvantages best."

Then Chu Li walked into the room, went straight to the desk, picked up a pen on the penholder, dipped it in ink slightly, drew on the paper and said to Yu Wenshuo: "Yu Wenhao has gathered all his troops to fight against general Sima. Take your men to rob the prison and bring the ninth master out. Send someone to the palace to find the empress and ask her to find the real imperial edict! That's the most important thing to push your ninth brother to the top!"

Chu Li finished and handed the drawing to Yu Wenshuo.

"What is this?" Yu Wenshuo looked down at the rules on the paper. He could see that this was every street in the capital, but many circles were circled on it.

"The circles above are safe places for the time being. I have sent my people to guard some places and arranged your people to bring the people to these places. War is inevitable. Protecting the people in your capital is more important than anything! And I think what you should do and in whose name!" Chu Li put down his brush, raised his eyes and looked at Yu Wenshuo.

Yu Wenshuo folded the drawings in his hand and stuffed them into his sleeve. He smiled and looked at the shrewd Chu Li in his eyes. He murmured, "sometimes I'm really curious. What's the origin of your woman? The king of South Vietnam attaches importance to you. You can do your skills. The king of South Vietnam should be afraid of you!"

"Don't be afraid of me? No, because I can't betray him. I can't betray Nanyue. Can the Lingyan gate of the king of Nanyue in the Jianghu of Nanyue know?" Chu Li was frivolous at the top of his eyebrows, brushed his sleeve behind his back and hooked his mouth.

Yu Wenshuo was stunned. How could he not know Lingyan gate? Lingyan gate in the Jianghu of South Vietnam is the patron saint of South Vietnam and the heaviest guarantee of South Vietnam.

"The person standing in front of you is the head of Lingyan gate." Chu Li smiled and looked at Yu Wenshuo and said, "it's getting late, but there's no time to surprise you here. Your nine brothers are still waiting for you in prison! The imperial edict has not been found yet!"

After that, Chu Li raised his feet and brushed his sleeves out of the house.

"Where are you going?" Yu Wenshuo returned to his mind and looked at Chu Li's back and said in a deep voice.

"I naturally go where I should go, go to the ninth palace to find yu'er, and protect her safety is what I should do!" Chu Li said, then rose up with Ye Yang, quickly left the 14th palace and ran in the direction of the ninth palace.