"Where?" The Emperor looked at the voice in horror, "Where are the people?" ”

The guards immediately surrounded the emperor in the center.

These days, although they were hiding in Tibet, it was the first time they had encountered the enemy at such close range, and there was a tense atmosphere around them.

Just as everyone was in a panic, an arrow broke through the air, and the guards around the emperor drew their knives to block it, but only touched the tail of the arrow, and the arrow went in the wrong direction and grazed past the emperor.

The Emperor froze like a stone statue on horseback, and death was so close to him that he could hardly believe that they were really going to kill him.

They want to kill the king.

Aren't they afraid that the crime of killing the monarch will be written into the annals of the Great Qi and scolded by future generations?

How dare they do this without impunity.

"Presumptuous." The emperor opened his mouth, but a faint voice sounded, he felt that the power was disappearing from the palm of his hand, he was no longer the supreme king who sat on the dragon chair and could decide the life and death of anyone.

How did it get to this point.

When the Emperor died, he sat on the dragon chair and laughed in his heart, and no one threatened his position again, and if anyone dared to be delusional, he would kill those people without mercy, and he did.

"Hahaha." The earth-shattering laughter startled the birds of the mountains.

The Emperor's face turned pale.

Not one person, but a lot of people here, all eyes looking at him, as if looking at a prey bound hand and foot waiting to be bled out.

"Let me go," the Emperor's voice trembled, "I will...... Bounty ...... You guys...... To you...... Added to the rank of knight...... I said...... Do ......"

Suddenly, someone asked, "What for us?" Is the official of the Golden Man? ”

The emperor is like being poured a basin of ice water, they are humiliating him, what qualifications do they have to dare to talk to him, the emperor, like this.

"Bold," Chang Ankang's male duck sounded, "How dare you be so rude and casually contradict the emperor." ”

"He said he was the emperor? Do you want the emperor who saw the Jin people throwing down the people and fleeing with his tail between his legs? ”

"Only a fool will die for him."

The sound was getting closer, and then there was a jumble of footsteps, and he slowly approached the fallen leaves.

The horses under the crotch began to step on their hooves restlessly, and the emperor took a breath of cold air.

"Let's go...... Walk ......" The emperor's hairs stood on end, and his legs involuntarily exerted.

These people are obviously not going to be taken in by him.

He had no choice but to flee.

When King Hui rebelled, this was how he let the army besiege King Hui, forcing King Hui to have no way out, and finally captured King Hui and his party.

That's not what he is facing now.

"Protect the emperor, go west, ...... quickly"

The new round of escape turned out to be easier than the emperor thought, and he quickly broke out of the encirclement of King Qing's army, maybe this time he could escape again.

The emperor had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Dump ...... Dropped ...... No? The emperor opened his mouth, and there was a fishy sweet taste in his mouth, such a bump had already made him bite his lips, and his hands and feet were completely devoid of feeling.

"Not yet, they're following."

As long as he is caught up, he is dead, and there are already more than a dozen fewer guards in the back.

The screams came, like a knife pierced the emperor's heart, there were no reinforcements, no one to help, all he could do was keep running......

"Let......'s go," the emperor commanded weakly.

After a day and a night of running, the emperor was already like a puddle of mud.

"They're here again."

Being caught up again and again is like playing a game of torture.

The Emperor's eyes were deep-set and his hair was scattered, like a beggar, and he lay on his horse, gasping for air. The horse under the crotch was obviously overwhelmed and refused to go any further.

"Can't run?"

The sarcastic voice came again, "We made a pact that as long as you run, how about not killing you?" ”

The emperor's feet went limp, and he fell off his horse.

This was the method he used when he asked Shen Changji to kill the criminal, and they deliberately wanted to use it on him.

The man who spoke finally came out of the woods, holding a blood-stained knife from which blood kept dripping from the tip of the knife.

The emperor's teeth chattered, and the blood on the knife seemed to be his.

The emperor swallowed: "I am the Son of Heaven...... He is the elder of King Qing...... King Qing should give me the respect I deserve. ”

Uncle Feng spit out the grass stalk in his mouth, and the spit seemed to blow to the emperor's face: "Are you still worthy of the surname Qi?" ”

Is it still worthy?

People who can only run away at critical moments, who have no dignity, and who beg for forgiveness, how can they be worthy of being the Son of Heaven.

The emperor's tears poured out, if this is not possible, it really wants his life, what does King Qing want him to do.

"If he spares me, I can write an edict to let him inherit the throne." The emperor did everything he could.

Yes, he can give King Qing this in exchange for his life.

This is what King Qing wants most, they will agree, and they will definitely agree.

"It's a pity," Uncle Feng pursed his lips, as if he wanted to pluck a handful of sad tears for the emperor, "What's the use of that?" People who can't even keep their own throne promise others, it's really shameless, no wonder King Qing and the Queen Mother refuse to come to see you, you are not as good as the dead King Ning. ”

When the emperor heard this, his whole body trembled like a pendulum.

Chang Ankang stepped forward to support the emperor: "Heaven, let's go quickly, run through the forest in front, maybe there is hope, Lord Lu and Commander Zhao are still waiting for us." ”

The Emperor nodded.

More than two dozen people shuttled through the woods, and every step seemed to fall on the blade of a knife, making the emperor sweat through his clothes.

Such pain, such fear, is worse than death.

The Emperor felt as if his legs had been ground to pieces, and his body was dripping with blood.

He is no longer afraid of death, because now he is better off than dead.

Knowing that this would happen, he was willing not to escape, so he stayed in the capital and fought to the death with the Jin people. will not end up where it is now, being scolded by the people and insulted by King Qing.

Stopping to catch his breath, soldiers and horses immediately chased after him.

It rained in the sky, and the clammy cold was like a blade, blowing mercilessly on the emperor.

It's too bitter, life is worse than death.

The palace and the guards all went to stop the rebels, and the emperor continued to run forward hand and foot, but the black shadow behind him always followed him, and as long as he stopped, the black shadow came closer.

The emperor was so frightened that his foot slipped and fell into the mud. As if he had forgotten about his struggle, he let the muddy water pour into his mouth and nose. He couldn't breathe anymore, he remembered that before he executed King Qing, the Queen Mother begged him to open the net and not kill them all.

He didn't listen.

So today's ending was arranged for himself back then.

He didn't want to die, the emperor desperately spat out muddy water.

But he couldn't escape, because it was too bitter.

The emperor moved a few times, and finally sank his head.

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The emperor drowned in the mud pit, goodbye emperor.