Your Majesty, I'm Guilty

The long knife cleaved down and brought a cold wind. It was so fast that it could hardly see the residual shadow. It came straight to Gu Wenjun who came out of the crowd.

“！”

The house was full of surprises.

In the final analysis, those officers and soldiers were still waiting for Lord Zhou's orders. Even under Gu Wenjun's three inch impeccable tongue, they still worried about Lord Zhou's identity and didn't dare to do anything.

After all, those in the front are only a group of thin and weak poor people. Only when they get together can they have the strength of cohesion. As long as they are scattered, they are a plate of scattered sand in rout.

Another group of people, even more weak scholars, only have a black faced Cai Jin from a poor family. Cai Jin is stronger, but he is stunned and has no time to stop Liheng's counterattack next week.

Lord Zhou is crazy. His eyes are scarlet. He was determined to pull Gu Wenjun to the underworld with his death.

And this desperate man's desperate counterattack is the most terrible.

The cold light on the knife swept over, took Gu Wenjun's long shirt and turned over his clothes. A few strands of green silk on his temples danced slightly with the sword wind, which set off willow eyebrows, stars, red lips and shell teeth.

She was not afraid at all, not a bit timid.

He even showed a sarcastic sneer at Zhou Liheng, as if watching an old monkey play, which made Zhou Liheng more and more angry and heartburn.

"This little beast!"

Zhou Liheng was so angry that he clenched his teeth. He tightened his fingers, turned his wrist vigorously, and tried his best to chop the knife off Gu Wenjun's head.

Even if he does not have so much strength to run through Gu Wenjun's head, this desperate knife can blossom on Gu Wenjun's forehead. He doesn't believe that this little rabbit can survive.

However, when people around were frightened, a light drink sounded in time without any influence.

"Young master, be careful!"

It was ah Wu who had been on guard for a long time.

The handsome young man who had been standing silently beside Gu Wenjun suddenly stepped on the ground, suddenly broke out and ran to half a meter in front of Gu Wenjun. He waved his right hand forward, held a sharp dagger between his fingers, and blocked Zhou Liheng's long knife.

"Miso!"

The friction and struggle between iron tools made a long and harsh sound.

After all, Zhou Liheng has been in an official position for many years. He can't resist the counterattack of a Wu, a great internal expert. His hand was shaking and he couldn't hold the knife. When he stumbled, he stepped back several steps and shook his body.

"Martial arts don't use weapons, and literature doesn't use scholars. Lord Zhou drew his sword himself. I'm afraid he has committed another law and one more crime."

Gu Wenjun said coldly, and then shouted, "ah Wu, take him first. Lord Zhou is a senior magistrate. He will never use a knife, lest he hurt himself!"

She said this on purpose, as if it was better for him to catch Zhou Liheng.

He not only left himself a way out that he didn't want to offend officials, but also made a vicious mockery of Zhou Liheng Yitong.

Zhou Liheng was out of breath.

"You! Gu Wenjun, you dare!"

If Gu Wenjun asks others to take Gu Wenjun, whether it's officers and soldiers, poor people or scholars, there may be a minute or two of scruples. They obey Gu Wenjun either out of admiration or gratitude. They are more sincere but less loyal.

But ah Wu was the only one who gave his life to Gu Wenjun.

It was Gu Wenjun who saved him. From then on, he only worked for Gu Wenjun.

Even if Gu Wenjun asks ah Wu to betray the old master, ah Wu will bite his teeth and listen, not to mention just dealing with a Huizhou magistrate.

Suddenly, Gu Wenjun's voice just fell, ah Wu rushed up with a knife.

"Yes, young master!"

Ah Wu worked hard with his waist and legs and soared into the air. His whole body flew into the air and fell behind Zhou Liheng. Ah Wu hit Zhou Liheng with a whirling heel with his left foot, which made people unable to move. Then with a split of his wrist, Zhou Liheng fell to the ground with his unstable knife.

There was a hasty "snap" sound.

Zhou Liheng was subdued in an instant.

There are green veins on his neck, and he can't resist the thin ah Wu.

His heart filled with countless frustrations and fears, and finally bowed his head in front of so many angry people. Everyone present was rebelled and completely disappointed with Zhou Liheng from top to bottom.

Even Lord Zhou, who is clever at scheming, has no way for the time being.

He really didn't expect that Gu Wenjun was surrounded by such a Kung Fu expert to protect his integrity. No wonder Gu Wenjun dares to take such risks. It seems impulsive, but in fact he calculates everything so that it doesn't show up.

Gu Wenjun dared to make such a mockery, poke Lord Zhou's heart, dig Lord Zhou's lungs, and excite him to struggle frantically. Naturally, he has a strong foundation.

She had no scruples because she was convinced that she could retreat.

Almost on her own, she set off a revolution in Huizhou.

What a terrible boy!

Zhou Liheng's heart fluctuated.

Gu Wenjun just glanced back and gave a cold fist, "Lord Zhou, I've offended."

"It's not just me that you offended." Zhou Liheng sighed, and his heart calmed down when he died. Raise your face again, your eyes have become cold.

Obviously he was caught, but he glanced at Gu Wenjun with pity.

"Gu Wenjun, you are really smart, but unfortunately, you chose the wrong way!"

He chose to be loyal to the king, but Gu Wenjun joined the command of the little emperor. As long as the king's ambition remains unchanged, Gu Wenjun and the king are destined to be immortal enemies.

Once upon a time, King Jing could accommodate her.

Seeing Gu Wenjun's talent for making, I feel that rare goods can live in.

This talent can make your highness King tolerate once, twice or three times, but this is also the limit. No matter how good a counselor is, if he is not loyal to himself, it will only become tricky.

Zhou Liheng's look returned to solemnity. His face was expressionless and he whispered, "if the assassin was arranged in the inn before, you can't survive!"

Gu Wenjun's eyes narrowed.

Yes.

Zhou Liheng is right.

She was almost cheated on Liu Liu. If she didn't respond quickly, Gu Wenjun would certainly face no small trouble. But fortunately, Jing Wang just wanted to abolish her qualification, not her life.

If King Jing wanted her to die, Gu Wenjun was not sure if he and ah Wu could escape.

And she calculated to deal with Zhou Liheng in this way, which will certainly destroy the important chess piece of King Jing and become the fuse for King Jing and her to expand the conflict.

Will King Jing keep his hand next time?

Gu Wenjun doesn't know.

When Gu Wenjun's thoughts sank, on a small hillside 200 miles away from the slum, an archer who could see thousands of miles had pulled the bow and string, and the arrow made of sharp fine iron had already been aimed at Gu Wenjun and his party.

"Master."

He asked in a low voice whether to shoot an arrow.

Behind him stood a row of strong men in disguise. They seemed to be ordinary people, but under the cloth clothes, they were well-trained meridians and muscles, each wearing an arrow barrel and a short bow.

Such an elite team.

Enough to hang all the people in the slum, from officers and soldiers, scholars to the poor, will not leave a living.

My confidant respectfully pushes an exquisite wheelchair made like a heavenly creation. Each joint gear can change its action flexibly, and even let the people on the seat climb to a high place.

In the wheelchair, a cool and handsome man sat on it, with black jade hair and white silk skin. The sword like eyebrows flew obliquely into the temples, and the narrow eyes were as light as fog.

He is older than his majesty and more ruthless than his majesty.

He is king Xiao Ningsheng!

Jing Wang's thin lips opened slightly and spit out a sentence: "Gu, Wen, Jun!"

Seeing the painstaking Huizhou abandoned in Gu Wenjun's hands, how can Xiao Ningsheng not be angry? This time he really moved his heart to kill.

"Good, very good!" Jing Wang clenched his hand on the handle of the wheelchair, and even raised muscles and veins on the back of his flawless hand.

Zhou Liheng's exposure will certainly involve himself.

Xiao Ningsheng knew very well that he should kill Gu Wenjun. Zhou Liheng's action of seizing the knife and killing is also telling King Jing that Gu Wenjun must die for great cause!

And Huizhou is the best time to kill the king! Once you return to the capital, you will be protected by the little emperor.

There is no doubt about it.

However, looking at the man's unparalleled demeanor of breaking Huizhou from a distance, Xiao Ningsheng had ups and downs in his heart. There was no only anger. There was always a feeling of pity, which disturbed him to make the final decision.

Gu Wenjun is dead. From now on, there will be no such person in the world!

He took a deep breath and still hesitated.

"Master!" my confidant couldn't help urging. In case of such trouble in Huizhou, the court will come at any time. In any case, King Jing must evacuate before the court's people arrive.

Whether to kill or not, only this moment!

Rivers and mountains are beautiful. Naturally, rivers and mountains are heavier. Xiao Ningsheng immediately felt cruel.

"Kill!"

As the sound falls, a bow string is pulled full, the arrow moves, and an iron arrow coated with highly toxic will be shot immediately. The best archer can even shoot three arrows at once.

Once this sharp arrow is shot out, not only Gu Wenjun can't hide, but also the guard named ah Wu can't stop it!

At this critical moment.

The voices came from afar and became louder and louder.

"Report!!"

"Your Majesty has an order --! Pass on your Majesty's order --"