Ode to Longevity

The corner of his mouth twitched upwards, Murong Chu looked straight ahead, and said word by word, "Actually, she is not the person Jia Hai is looking for at all. You know why Jia Hai's messenger came here in the first place, instead of letting him go directly. Will someone pick her up? Because, apart from this face, there are two necessary things. Unfortunately, there is only one of them. In other words, Jiahai doesn’t trust her at all.”

The second token, is the Qiankun Ring in her hand? However, what if this ring is lost, isn't it okay? Jiahai didn't believe in Luoran at all, so why should she stay in Yunguo and give her hope?

"So, she is starting to panic now, and she can't wait to go to Jiahai immediately. Xueguo's temper is well known, and she can't wait to befriend all the forces. It's worthwhile to exchange a daughter for another force. She was inexplicable before. When I came to Yunguo, I still wondered. Jiahai supported Mu Cangyun, and she didn't give up on him, and she was angry with Feng Qingge." Having said this, Murongchu paused deliberately and continued: "My brother, I don't know how to say him anymore. I clearly like someone, and I have to go to Luoran..."

Saying this is bullshit. Feng Qingge pouted and didn't answer much.

Murong Chu didn't say much, got up and said, "Let's go, go to the prison."

now go?

Feng Qingge was a little hesitant, but she had no choice. She followed Murong Chu and saw He Lanbo, who was hiding in the corner, following the wind. Great opportunity! Now that Murong Chu has passed, then they will act separately, and the two will steal the token, even if Murong Chu finds out, it will be too late.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingge immediately made a gesture to the two people on the opposite side, and quickened her pace to follow Murong Chu.

Feng Ni and He Lanbo were not stupid either, so they naturally knew what Feng Qingge meant. After seeing the two of them leave, they entered the hall, but on that table, where is the token they need.

Stepping into this dark prison again, watching the guards in front of him open the door, Feng Qingge lowered her head and followed behind Murong Chu, watching the people who were trapped in the prison, full of scars. There was a pungent smell, and it smelled like something that had been rotten for a long time.

"Come on, come on, hit me, how proud are you, you have the ability to hit me! You're so big, you don't have the strength, don't you?"

"Hey, the young master has rough skin and thick flesh, and is resistant to beatings. Give me a few more whips. For people like you, I used to have a knife and a knife, and I didn't blink, you bastard."

"Sister, you look back, brother, my heart is leisurely, Bai Huahua's legs are exposed, hey... eh?"

As if seeing something, the man who was singing and howling stopped.

Mu Cangyun was tied to the shelf at the beginning, but now it has been replaced by him. The strong iron chain has already tied him like a zongzi, but the exposed places are full of bloody wounds. There are scars with guns and scalds, and that face, the face of the past, has now become like a pig's head, covered with bruises. Even so, he smiled, showing his white teeth.

It was just that when his eyes touched Murong Chu, his expression was startled, and he was about to open his mouth to ridicule, but when the person behind him appeared, his pupils could not help shrinking, pretending not to see, and whistling.

The man who was wielding the whip wiped his sweat, and was completely mad at the Zheng Zixu in front of him. This stinky boy is not very capable, but he is quite a cheap man. Since he was locked in, he has not stopped very much, and has been making trouble. They have changed a few people, and this kid is still not convinced!

"Your Majesty!" The whip quickly dropped, and the guard stepped aside.

Murong Chu just responded slightly, looked at Zheng Zixu who was bound, and asked casually, "Where is Mu Cangyun?"

"Go back to Your Majesty, he has been imprisoned in the death row. As soon as tomorrow noon arrives, he will be executed." Bowing slightly, the guard replied.

Behead!

With a panic in her heart, Feng Qingge's face sank involuntarily.

Zheng Zixu smiled disdainfully, pouted and said, "Chuanzhan, I said Murongchu, do you really dare to attack? Now that there are wars in the cloud country, if you attack my boss, the cloud country will not be guaranteed. But If you let our boss go, maybe there is still a chance."

"Your boss, hmph, you're just a cripple, what can you do? Zheng Zixu, you're from the Jin Kingdom, so there's no need to come to this muddy water." With a proud look, Murong Chu laughed coldly, the god of war Cen. King, do you still have the ability to gallop across the world and make Jiahai also awe-inspiring? Now he is just a prisoner, a waste, he can't get up again, and he won't give Mu Cangyun any chance to turn over again!

The corner of his mouth twitched upwards, Zheng Zixu said with a smile: "Yeah, even I, the Jin Kingdom, can't understand what you are doing, you say you are so arrogant. Murongchu, you must know that fighting a war requires nothing but force. And the brain, in addition to the brain, there is…”

"What else?" Murong Chu asked softly, raising his eyebrows slightly.

And the person who was tied to the shelf smiled lightly and said softly: "One, something you have never owned before, nor will you have in the future, the human heart. Although you are the Lord of the Cloud Kingdom now, ask yourself, the current imperial court will obey you. Yes, how many people are there? The Feng family has respected Murong for generations and bowed to the knees, and you, regardless of right and wrong, imprisoned them all because of personal grievances. People’s hearts may not belong to my boss, but they will definitely not belong to You. A king who does not do things for the people can only be abandoned by the people in the end. In a city without people, there is only you, and only one person is the king."

"Zheng Zixu, I don't need you to teach me a lesson! Since you are so ignorant of praise, then tomorrow, let's go on the road with Mu Cangyun!" With a toss of his sleeves, Murong Chu strode inside.

Feng Qingge then looked up at Zheng Zixu and glared at him fiercely. This stinky boy, he has nothing to do with so much nonsense. Now that he is fine, he will be executed.

"Shh" opened his mouth slightly, Zheng Zixu smiled softly, the corner of his mouth ticked upwards, revealing a perfect smile.

Following behind Murong Chu, Feng Qingge clenched her hands involuntarily. The person who was imprisoned in the death row had already changed into clean clothes. He was also untied, the chains on his hands still remained, and in front of him, there were chicken, duck, fish, and a pot of liquor.

It was completely different from the first meeting. Although the person in front of him was still so thin, he was trembling in a wheelchair, and he could fall to the ground at any time. Looking at the food on this table, he didn't do anything at all, just indifferent. Looking at Murong Chu, he stretched out his hand to stroke his long hair, and said indifferently, "You're here."

"Mu Cangyun, enjoy your last meal." With a cold smile, Murong Chu looked at the washed Mu Cangyun, the guards on both sides opened the door for him, and he laughed solemnly: "You can still Knowing your three thousand blood guards, don’t worry, I will let them accompany you tomorrow.”