Chapter 119: Only Worthy of Hell

I hooked my lips sarcastically, Lu Hanguang took the little lady to death that day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Luckily, the other Assassins found out that the momentum was not right and ran around, so no one paid attention to us. Not all of the Assassins were tied up here, and it is estimated that many of them had already perished.

"You!" Lao Tzu ......"

"And!" I interrupted him with a cold face, "You can't wait for me under the Nine Springs, people like you only deserve to go to hell!"

"Go to hell, go to hell!" shouted the people, who raised their hands and glared at them viciously for a while, before finally giving up the argument and bowing their heads in silence. The assassin who argued with me was so hated that he almost vomited blood.

I brushed the ground and pulled out Feng Qingyi's sword and raised it, and everyone immediately looked at me silently.

"Their end, General Right has already decided. You can't change your fate by demagoguery here!" I raised my eyebrows and swept the Assassin around, and continued, "In this Wolong Valley, no one has yet been able to challenge the majesty of Dragon City!"

The sword in my hand was pointed directly at the most arrogant assassin in the square: "After the demonstration, I will give you the most ugly way to die, and I will definitely not disappoint you and other thieves! ā€

"Long live the castle lord!"

The people couldn't help but salute again, I returned the sword to Feng Qingyi, and returned to the carriage amid the cheers of the earth. "Feng Qing, I've wasted a piece of your mind, and now my image is long gone......"

The lord of the city laughed. Feng Qingyi motioned for the soldiers to drive to the palace, and then said solemnly to me: "Such a city lord can be regarded as the city lord of the people." Just now, it's the minister who is too worried. ā€

With that, we smiled at each other and sat back down.

At the same time as I went back, my brother had rushed back because of the great progress he had been investigating, and he and I just missed it, and we didn't even have a chance to talk. But that's fine, although I have a stomach full of things I want to tell him, including the scroll, but the heavy guilt in my heart makes me a little timid......

When he comes back again, I will sort out a mess of emotions and rebuild the glory of the dragon training house, and it will be good to talk happily at that time.

As soon as the carriage entered the inner city, two groups of soldiers greeted him: "Welcome to the city lord!" I heard the words and went to look, they were estimated to be hundreds of people in total, and the person who was headed by him was puzzled and said: "Tang Ju, the minister and the guard, received a message from the princess, and came to welcome the city lord back to the palace!"

Uh, it turned out to be a letter sent by Wei Jingyuan, as expected, everyone in the palace already knows that I, the city lord, are back, right?" I nodded, and Tang Ju commanded the team to surround my carriage into an iron bucket.

At the gate of the palace, the waiters and maids were already waiting on the inside and outside.

"City Lord, get out of the car. Feng Qingyi helped me out, and everyone looked at us suspiciously when they held their shoulders and saluted. Only a group of Praetorian Guards led by Tang Ju stood in place with calm faces.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Qingyi picked me up in front of everyone's eyes as Wei Jingyuan did before, and jumped off the carriage in the stunned sight of everyone. The moment I landed, I could clearly see that many people swallowed their saliva and their eyes almost fell out.

...... "Little lady, I can't help my forehead, didn't Wei Jingyuan's fox say that my foot was injured when he asked people to bring news to the palace?"

Uh, it turns out he said that. Because when Feng Qingyi walked forward with me in his arms, the waiters and maids on the third floor of the inside and outside hurriedly made way for me, and at the same time, a ride also came into view.

I was depressed and thought about whether to express my anger, but suddenly reacted: This group of slaves was surprised not by Feng Qingyi holding me at all, but by the current image of the little lady - the crooked and strange bun, the coat with many small holes burned by the sparks, or men's clothes......

"Ahem!" I coughed twice, and they immediately retracted their necks and looked at their toes, their slightly trembling shoulders already explaining their inner world at the moment.

I guess I can't help but laugh and endure internal injuries, right?!

The people outside are much cuter than you! "City Lord, rest your anger. Feng Qingyi opened her mouth without being salty, and in the next moment, the surrounding attendants and maids immediately knelt down.

Little lady, I blinked, when did I become so majestic?!" Ahem, don't panic, go back to the palace. I leaned on Luan's drive and pretended.

"Congratulations to the city lord!" Feng Qingyi Shi Ran gave a salute on his shoulders, he is now a courtier and has his own official residence, so naturally he can't live in the palace as a guest like before.

I smiled and nodded at him, but he didn't speak, just watched me away with his usual grace.

His eyes were distant and deep, as if he was looking through thousands of rivers and mountains......

I felt the strip of cloth tied diagonally to my body, knowing that my father's temper would be angry about the dragon training house, and I prepared many words in my heart to mention the scroll as soon as I opened my mouth. In the end, I still feel that it is more feasible to stop talking nonsense as soon as we meet, and directly present the scroll.

The attendants carried Luan to the stone steps leading to the inner palace, and Tang Ju, who was inconvenient to enter the inner palace, led the soldiers of the Janissary to retire. Suddenly, a disheveled maid ran up to the wind, shouting heartbreakingly as she ran.

"City Lord, you're finally back alive!"

"City lord, the slave maid heard that you were injured, and she has already called a medical officer!"

She stumbled down, although the green silk was scattered, and there was no image of the city lord's personal maid at all. But I still think she is a lovely girl, so we look at us like "the upper beam is not right, the lower beam is crooked".

"Wonderful words, don't cry. My injuries are not serious. I was so moved to comfort her that I almost didn't pull her to Luan to sit together.

She wiped her tears and replied, "Slave maid...... The slave maid knew that the letter from Lord Wei said that the city lord's foot was injured and that the slave maid wanted to serve the city lord well. It didn't come in person, and the slave wondered if he was seriously injured and couldn't move. ā€

It turned out that she was worried about Wei Jingyuan, and the little lady really wanted to strangle this conscienceless ......

On the way back, I gave an impromptu order to go to my father's. After the waiter who was guarding outside went to give the order, he came out on crutches and followed the people who came to pick me up: "Yu'er, what are you doing here? Hurry up and treat your injuries, no, no, no! ā€

Listening to my father's series of concerns, I was really startled. Actually, I thought he was rushing out with a cane to beat me, Khan!

After reacting, I immediately stopped my father: "Dad, I'm fine, Miaoyan has already invited a medical officer." I decided to come over first and then get my body checked. I have something important to tell you. ā€