Mysterious emperor's little wild concubine

Rong Guan came to Zhu Qing without saying a word, picked up the key on the ground, and then opened the high priest's lock neatly.

"You..." actually returned to save him?

Did you forgive him? At that moment, the high priest's heart was full of twists and turns, and even his eyes became a little red.

After so many years, does Rong Guan not hate it?

Rong Guan doesn't know what he is. Maybe it's because blood is thicker than water. His heart is very sad. He doesn't want Rong Zhu to die like this.

"I just don't want you to die too cheaply." Rong Guan explained, as if to find a wonderful excuse, find the key to open the shackles on the feet of the high priest.

During this period of time, I was locked here, and my wrists had been skinned by heavy shackles.

"Thank you." A hundred kinds of feelings came to my mind, and the only word that the high priest could say was these two words.

Hearing these two words, Rong Guan's back was stiff. He seemed to think of something. His eyes became fierce immediately. He raised his hand and grabbed the high priest's neck. "Who needs you to be hypocritical?"

Who wants him? Thank you?

He didn't want to. The fake face was disgusting.

The high priest was obviously frightened by Rong Guan's sudden ferocity, and then he was choked and began to cough.

But afraid that emperor Yanqing would wake up, he had to suppress all his discomfort. After a while, his face turned purple.

Seeing that he was really uncomfortable, Rong Guan gritted his teeth and put down his hand, "don't you leave soon? I don't want you to die so cheaply. "

How can he die of torture, or how can he be reconciled?

How did he survive the pain and suffering of those days when he was so young? He had long felt better to die.

Is to personally solve Rong Zhu, he just insisted down, is such a cavity hate to support him.

The high priest did not speak. After a while, he kept up with Rong Guan. If he could live, who would want to die?

What's more, there are still concerns in his heart.

Before leaving, the high priest looked at the unconscious emperor Yanqing lying on the ground and carefully put his life card on the ground.

A pair of smiling eyes appeared in front of him. The high priest closed his eyes slightly. This is life.

The high priest and Rong Guan had just come out. They didn't walk a few steps before they came face to face.

There are spacious roads all around, so there is no place to hide.

This is miserable. Rong Guan gritted his teeth, turned back and held the high priest's hand, "run."

It's too late not to run now. No matter who that person is, they won't want to leave here when they find out something in the dungeon later.

The man who is coming is not someone else, but Mo Li who comes to discuss things with emperor Yanqing.

Listen to small Si say big prince came to the dungeon, then sought to come over.

But are those two the little fellows of the prince's mansion?

How can you run away when you see him? When is the boy in the prince's mansion so impolite?

When he got closer, Molly barely saw his figure, and a familiar feeling came up. Isn't one of the two high priests?

As far as he knows, isn't the high priest already locked up?

Realizing that things were not good, Molly immediately caught up with them.

Rong Guan's current spiritual power can't be used, and there is a danger of poisonous hair, and the high priest is a waste material that can't use spiritual powe