"Hmph, the daimyo is going to be finished. "In the outer courtyard of the palace, a black-robed man stood in the shadows, so gloomy.

"Take me away, please take me away, Elder Zhu!" The woman in the emerald dress knelt on the ground and begged miserably, and there was a hideous scar on her beautiful face, which made people feel terrified when she saw it.

"Fuck off. "It turns out that this Bamboo Elder is the Bamboo Root.

"Elder Zhu, I have served you before, please take me away, I am willing to serve you for the rest of my life. "The woman who cried so much was the jewel that was disfigured by Mu Luorou.

"It's you, too?" Takegen spat and kicked the orb away.

Bao Zhu didn't care about the pain, and wrapped it around him again, hugging his leg tightly, "Elder Zhu, have mercy on me, take me out of the palace, otherwise I will die here." ”

"Let go!" Bamboo Root gradually lost his patience.

"Please, Elder Bamboo, please, I really don't want to die!"

"I don't want to die, do I?" said a hint of ruthlessness flashed on Takene's face.

"Hmm!" Baozhu nodded heavily, tears burning with hope.

In the next second, a sharp blade pierced her chest.

Thorny, bloody like a column.

In the hazy tears, Baozhu's eyes widened in shock, and what he saw was that the bamboo roots were ugly and vicious, with a smiling face.

"For your sake, for my pastime, if you don't want to die, I'll give you a ride. Takegen smiled more and more treacherously.

"Humble ...... ...... "Baozhu spat out two words, and fell to the ground with a poof, dead.

It was too late to know that he was despicable when he died!

Takegen sneered, drew his blade, and prepared to leave this place.

Smack, smack, smack!

A crisp burst of applause came from behind him.

"Who?" Takene's heart rang with an alarm bell, and he didn't even notice that someone was approaching him!

"Elder Zhu, don't come unharmed. A quiet voice rang out.

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhugen's face changed again and again, and even his body trembled, and he didn't care about anything else, his first reaction was to pull out his legs and run away.

"Elder don't go, I haven't talked about the old yet. ”

Countless black needles shot in the air, and the bamboo roots turned sharply, dodging again and again, and when they landed again, they were out of breath.

On the other hand, the man was calm and relaxed, so uncomfortable.

"Lord Ghost Doctor, what do you want to do?" Facing the second master of the Feng Ling Sect, Zhugen gritted his teeth.

The ghost doctor chuckled, and the voice that came from under the ghost mask was erratic, "Elder Zhu, the sect leader has some questions that I want to ask you personally." ”

"Sect Leader ......" thought of Mo Wuxie, and the bamboo roots were cracked.

"Concerning the two princesses of the Helian family. ”

The ghost doctor's words fell, and Zhugen was about to run away again, but before he could run a few steps, countless ghosts suddenly came one after another, interspersed left and right around him, making a treacherous laugh, and splitting countless palms.

It turned out to be the Thousand Faces Shadowless Palm of the Ghost Sect!

"Ah!!h

"Elder Bamboo, please. The ghost doctor smiled faintly, picked up the bamboo root with one hand, and his body turned into two wisps of black smoke and disappeared in place.

"Report - Your Majesty, the army has successfully entered the Forbidden City!"

"Report - General Huhan captured Mu Chengtian's family of three alive and is now in the barracks!"

"Report - the General's Mansion has been surrounded by our army, Fang Zhenye and Fang Yu are among them!"

"Newspaper - Your Majesty, our army has won a great victory!"

Suddenly, a shocking cheer rang out.

It's all going to be over.

After Dugu finished the last cup of tea, Hu Han Xie came to his side and bowed down and handed out a sword carved with dragon patterns.

"Your Majesty!" Hu Hanxie's voice was uncontrollable and excited.

Dugu Jue slowly put down the teacup, glanced at the dragon pattern on the sword, a touch of darkness flashed from his eyes, stretched out his hand to take the sword, Xiao Ran stood up, and a majesty that was not angry and majestic emanated from the inside out, shocking people's hearts.

The soldiers knelt down in unison and shouted: "See my emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live!"

The good news frequently spread to the strongholds outside the city, and one after another "distinguished guests" were also invited one after another.

"Miss Mu, there is a visitor. ”

Although Chu Han spoke coldly to her, he still didn't dare to delay the order that should be conveyed.

Mu Xinya has been recuperating in bed since she had fetal gas that day, and Poria has taken care of her every step of the way, and finally stabilized the fetus.

Steady is stable, but Mu Xinya somehow was depressed, no longer saw a smile on her face, and locked herself in the room all day long.

Until the appearance of Chu Han broke this tranquility.

"Who wants to see me?" Mu Xinya was not interested.

Chu Han raised his eyebrows slightly, ignored her question, and shouted, "Bring people in." ”

Syllable!

The door opened, and three men were brought in, escorted by soldiers.

Mu Xinya was holding the teacup, the teacup was in her hand, but her hand froze.

"Still not kneeling?!" Chu Han gave a cold look, and the three of them immediately knelt down.

From left to right, in order-

Mu Chengtian, Zhao Yuling, Mu Luorou.

Her father, stepmother, sister.

All three of them were extremely depressed, wearing shabby prison uniforms, their hair was disheveled, their faces were dirty, and there were blood marks on their prison uniforms, apparently tortured by whipping and other punishments.

"Xinya, it's me, I'm your father!" Mu Chengtian shouted her name as soon as he saw her.

"Father?" Mu Xinya repeated these two words.

"No, I'm not your father anymore, I'm your father, the father who gave birth to you and raised you!" Mu Chengtian desperately wanted to act like a loving father.

"Daddy?" ridiculous.

"Daughter, you can't ignore our father-daughter relationship, after all, blood is thicker than water, you can't ignore your father, please, just let me live." Mu Chengtian's cloudy old eyes were flooded with tears.

The Daimyo's series of ugly behaviors made the desert soldiers amused, and everyone let out a low sneer.

Even Zhao Yuling seemed to feel ashamed and lowered his head in shame, while Mu Luorou looked ahead blankly as if he had lost his soul.

"Miss Mu, these three people are at your disposal. "Chu Han doesn't think it's a big deal to see the excitement.

"Xinya, please spare my life! Everything I did before was instigated by this poisonous woman, if you want to kill, just kill her!"

Mu Chengtian cried bitterly again, and put all the responsibility on Zhao Yuling.

Zhao Yuling blushed angrily, "What kind of good thing are you yourself? despicable villain!"

"You are despicable, you cruel poisonous woman!"

"I'm a poisonous woman, you're a poisonous man!"

The two quarreled and quarreled, and they even scuffled together in public, which was ridiculous to the extreme.

Mu Xinya looked at this farce coldly, without a trace of expression.

Suddenly, Mu Luorou, who had been silent, jumped out of the ground with an arrow step, grabbed the silver hairpin hidden in her sleeve, and stabbed her neck.

"Sister, die with your sister!"

"Ah!!h

Seeing that Mu Luorou was only one step away from Mu Xinya, a cup of hot water poured on Mu Luorou's face, Mu Luorou screamed, and the silver hairpin in her hand fell to the ground.

"My face, my face!" Mu Luorou covered her burning face in pain.

Daughter's family, who doesn't care about their appearance?

"Sister Xinya!" "Princess!"

Poria and Mo Lan rushed to Mu Xinya to protect her, and even Chu Han approached without saying a word, and Mu Luorou was immediately trampled on the ground by several soldiers.

"I'm fine. Mu Xinya motioned for the two not to worry, put down the teacup, stood up, walked to Mu Luorou's side, and looked down at her condescendingly.

"Good sister, don't you have a long memory when you are a sister?" Mu Xinya's tone was cold.

"My sister is smart, it's my sister who lost. Mu Luorou lay on the ground in embarrassment, giving up the last of her struggles.

"It's not that my sister is clever, it's that you have exhausted your calculations, and you are not a person. Mu Xinya looked at her humble and miserable, and her heart was unwavering.

"Huh. Mu Luorou smiled lightly, "Sister, don't be complacent, the rest of your life is still long, can your sister really be graced for a lifetime? Maybe one day in the future, you will be worse than your sister." ”

Poria and Mo Lan frowned, this Mu Luorou really didn't cry when she saw the coffin.

Mu Xinya's eyes narrowed, and her voice suddenly cold, "It's a pity, you won't live that day!"

"Chu Han, I heard that the number one cult in the world, Feng Lingjiao, has nine hundred and eighty-one sets of tortures, whether it is a master of martial arts or a vicious gangster, he can be taught and obeyed, but is this really the case?" Mu Xinya turned around and sat down.

"Oh, it's true, but the average person dies after less than forty sets, and I heard that some new ways to play have been developed in the past two years, so it's a total of one hundred and eight sets. Chu Han replied nonchalantly.

"Good. Mu Xinya smiled faintly, "Then bother Sect Master Mo, please ask him to help me entertain me well, my three 'dearest'." ”

Chu Han pursed his lips, "I think Sect Master Mo, as a close friend of Princess Helian Chief, must be very happy to entertain the distinguished guests of the Prime Minister's Mansion." ”

"Sect Master Mo, Princess Helian Chief?!"

Mu Chengtian and Zhao Yuling had already been frightened, and they both fainted to death.

"Come on, put the three of them in the prisoner car and send them to Feng Lingjiao!"

"Yes!"