Chapter 252: Change (5)

Luo Su'er looked at Yangxian's stupid look, indeed he did this very well, and praised, "Yangxian, you did a good job this time." Whether it's those bandits or the things that just gave up their lives to save me, you've done a great job!"

"Yangxian said that he would become the most sincere subordinate of the princess. ”

"Oh?" Luo Su'er chuckled, looking at her injured palm and asked, "Is it possible, can I still betray the prince for my sake?"

"What Yang Xian did this time, isn't it already explained? I am willing to send horse bandits to rob and kill the Nine Emperor Princes for the princess, which means that I am fully determined to do things for the princess. Please don't misunderstand the hearts of her subordinates. He bowed down and said, no matter how much he showed his heart, Russell did not want to look at him, a person who only wanted to betray his master, only deserved to be used, not to be sympathized.

"What happened to this matter, no one knows that you did it, right?"

The corners of Yangxian's mouth raised slightly, and he said with a light smile, "No one knows, my subordinates saw the Nine Emperor Princes being stabbed several times and rolling down the hillside, and there are big insects under the hillside, presumably there are no bones left now, and there will be no flaws left at all." As for the horse bandits, their subordinates also dealt with them five hundred miles away. ”

Russell was very satisfied, "Very good, follow me to do things, you have to do a good job." Do you know why I asked you to kill the Nine Emperors?"

Yangxian shook his head, "My subordinates don't know." ”

"Lord Wang, he is good everywhere, but there is a little bit, it is too easy to be indecisive. Russell is dressed in red today, and the blood on her palms is even more delicate and moving, "Those who want to achieve great things must give up some things, and the saint killed his brother to sit on this throne." Now, as soon as the Nine Emperor Princes die, the prince's heart must be filled with hatred for the saint, coupled with the help of his aunt, soon, the prince will be able to let go of the so-called filial piety and do what he wants. ”

"The princess wants to ...... Let the master usurp the throne?"

"Why not?" said Russell's smile, "The saint is tyrannical and unkind, the people are respectful and stay away, and the blood in the Jade Capital City is full of blood, and the hearts of the people in the world dare not speak out." At this time, the usurpation of the throne can be described as justifiable, and now the saint has the support of our Luo family, as well as the support of the military department, even if there is no king of Cheng'an, now, the arrow is on the string, and he has to ...... "This woman is very clear about snakes and scorpions, but why Yangxian's eyes have become smart and witty, if there is really such a woman as a lady, there are really no regrets in this life!"

In the city of Yudu, most of the pedestrians are panicked, it is said that the prison is on fire, and the saint is eager to detain the people who have fire in their homes in order to find the arsonist, and torture them to extract confessions. The patrol soldiers of this imperial city also catch some innocent people on the streets every day. They are also forced to be helpless, if there is no one to hand over to the superiors, the superiors will arrest them and hand them over, although there is no war in these years, but it is more terrible than war.

"Have you heard? These people will arrest you when they see them from other places, and they will arrest you when they see you in humble clothes, unless you are a prince or nobleman, don't hang around this street on the cusp! I don't think there is any need to set up this stall tomorrow, and I'll talk about it after a while!" said softly a man selling oil-paper umbrellas.

The vendor selling meat buns on the side also whispered, "Isn't it? The saint can even kill his own own son, and he says that tiger poison does not eat children, so what is our cheap life?" The woman on the side covered her face with a white veil, picked up two buns and was about to hand them to the vendor.

"What nonsense do I say! What kind of biological son, tiger poison does not eat children?"

The meat bun seller lowered his voice again and said, "It's not the Nine Emperor Prince, he was originally exiled to the northwest by the Holy Lord, but the Holy Lord had to put a black iron chain on him and handcuff him before he set off. Halfway through the road, a group of horse bandits suddenly appeared, killing all the guards in this line, and the Nine Emperor Princes were stunned that they couldn't use their martial arts, and in the end, they were not hacked to death by those horse bandits!"

The bun fell from his fingertips, and he rolled on the ground with a roll, but his hand still stayed in mid-air and trembled......

"I said, what are you doing, do you want to buy buns or not, and get my buns to the ground, I don't care, you have to buy these buns!" The bun seller walked out of the stall and looked at the woman with the white veil mask, who seemed to be frozen, motionless, except for the sound of rapid breathing from under the white veil.

Even the person selling oil-paper umbrellas on the side saw that something was wrong, and whispered, "This woman is not a madman, you look at her like this, what can she provoke, you can't provoke a madman!" Brother, I think forget it, there are so many officers and soldiers everywhere these days, don't cause any trouble!"

"What's this called!" the vendor squatted down helplessly to pick up the steamed buns.

The woman suddenly grabbed his hand and asked, "What you just said is true?

"Hey, you're crazy! I mean, if you get my bun dirty, you'll have to buy it!

The woman shook her head like a rattle, and asked in an anxious tone, "I mean the previous sentence! What happened to the Nine Emperor Princes!"

The vendor was immediately stunned, and hesitated, "Nine, Nine Emperor Princes...... He was hacked to death by a horse bandit on the way to escort him, what does this matter to you! Don't make trouble for me, you madman, I won't let you pay for it!" said the vendor, putting the buns he had picked up on the ground back into the steamer.

A gust of wind suddenly swirled around the woman, blowing her white veil, revealing eyes like the red in this moat, both sad and resentful, like a beast about to eat people, the bun seller saw it, and immediately stepped back, took out the two steamed buns and handed them to her, "I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you! You say, this is just the death of an unrelated person, why do you care so much!"

"Shut up!" she muttered, and then reached out and grabbed the bun and threw it into his mouth, which was like throwing a stone in the face, and it hurt terribly. The vendor wanted to complain, but he was gagged by the bun, and he couldn't do anything other than gasp for breath through his nose.

After a long time, the peddler broke free, this guy has been selling buns for so many years, and he has never spoken of such an unreasonable person, "Come on, come on, come on, come on! Here are the arsonists! Come and catch them!" The last trick of the peddler frightened the people around him to retreat immediately, and sure enough, the patrolling people heard the sound and rushed over at once.

Shen Quansheng saw that the situation was not right, and as soon as his footsteps were in the air, he could easily fly to the roof and climb the wall. She was originally heavy, and it was difficult for her to succeed even if she worked hard, but now she is different, as long as she uses her feet with strength and luck, she can spin from the ground to the air.

Tears in the wind dried, and they dried quickly, and even the people who were chasing him behind him thought that it was a sudden raindrop, but unfortunately this raindrop carried too many things, and it became very salty and bitter, and it smelled bad. She laughed, how could that person be hacked to death with a knife? It was clear that he had said that the first snow of this year's winter would be seen with her.

In her mind, blood rushed into her brain, swelling, and the image of several knives in his body came to mind, and each time it was like a hurricane about to sweep away the soul in her body.

He's dead...... How is it possible that a good person, a good expectation, finally fell into the dust and turned into nothing?