Chapter 125: Help
Zheng Zeming lowered his head and held Wei Yan's face, "You are so beautiful, how can they be willing to ......" His tears fell on her raised face in large drops, down the slippery skin, dripping down. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ info, but her eyes were dry.
The corners of her mouth were filled with a mocking smile, "So, this is your concern for me...... That's how much you love me! Zheng Zeming, you will never be able to compare to him! You are nothing in my heart! I hate you, you who trampled me under your feet and treated me like dust! Even if I turn into a ghost, I will curse you, curse you! You will feel the insults and the pain that I have suffered. Believe me, Zheng Zeming, you will be punished! β
After speaking, Wei Yan shook off his hand and walked to the door with a sneer and his head held high. Pushing open the door, there was Zheng Jingming, the prince of Zhenguo with a gloomy expression, standing outside.
Wei Yan smiled at him and said, "Shizi, did you personally come to take Wei Yan's life?" It's really overkill. β
Zheng Jingming didn't answer, he nodded to the guards at the end of the corridor, and Wei Yan was led down by the two guards with his arms crossed.
In the small side room of the inn, a beautiful girl, wearing a red silk dress, sat on the side of the table. On the table, there was a bowl of dark and blackened decoction.
Zheng Jingming leaned against the door and said coldly, "Drink it." I don't want to get my knife dirty. β
Kill an unarmed woman, he can't do it. But leaving such a scourge in the world is something he doesn't want to see.
Wei Yan picked up the medicine bowl, a sweet smell rushed to his nose, and he couldn't help laughing, "The prince is so caring, the poison prepared is so sweet." Thank you, keep the whole body of Wei Yan ......"
Zheng Jingming sneered: "There is no need to use any beauty tricks on me, I am not Xu Yuqin, nor Zheng Zeming, I don't eat this set!" All corpses? You don't have to thank me, when you die, I will naturally ask someone to send your head back to the capital and hand it over to the Xu family. β
Wei Yan still had a smile on his face, but his fingertips trembled uncontrollably. She looked at the bowl of soup, desperate to cry, and terrified to run. But she knew that she couldn't escape...... Even if she knelt down at this moment, crying and begging, saying that she was willing to be a concubine for Zheng Zeming and a slave for Zheng Zixin, the Zheng family would not let her go. She is a little orphan girl, who will offend the entire Yasukuni Mansion for her?
It's a pity that in the end, she couldn't see Xu Lang, and she lost the news of Wei Jiang......
She closed her eyes, picked up the medicine bowl, and brought it to her lips.
Zheng Jingming stared at her lips expressionlessly, and suddenly remembered a familiar face in her mind, which was also such a seductive red lip, drinking a bowl of the same poison...... What was her mood at that time?
He was too young to guess what she was thinking. Now facing another woman who was about to drink poison and die in front of his eyes, his heart was as hard as iron. What does her mood, her thoughts, have to do with him? A moment later, she was dead.
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of "ding", and the medicine bowl in Wei Yan's hand was hit by a small silver bead, and then it shattered in his hand......
Suddenly, Zheng Jingming's face became even more gloomy, he pulled out the saber at his waist, rushed to the window, and looked in the direction where the silver bead bounced.
Under the window, there is only a bustling pedestrian......
Zheng Jingming knew that this matter could not be delayed any longer, Wei Yan was an orphan girl, and there was someone to save her, which was also considered her to have some ability to win people's hearts. He turned his head, closed the window with a wave of his hand, looked at Wei Yan, who had fled to the door, and sneered: "It seems that your hunter friend has come to save you." β
Wei Yan didn't answer, and hurriedly fled out of the door.
Zheng Jingming didn't chase after him, he sat on the couch in the wing, rubbing the sharp blade with his fingertips. At this time, Wei Yan was pushed in again by the guards outside the door.
Wei Yan said in a trembling voice: "Zheng Jingming, there is no poison left, do you want to use your imperial saber to kill me?" The emperor gave you the weapon to kill the enemy, which is really suitable for killing a weak female streamer! β
Ignoring the sarcasm in her words, Zheng Jingming stood up and said with a low smile: "The radical method is useless to me. Wei, you can't escape death. If I were you, I would rather kill myself. You won't want to know how I kill people. β
He crossed his arms and leaned against the window, his brow full of impatience, and she knew she didn't have much time left. If it was really Orion and Ah Sang who broke the medicine bowl just now, with their strength, how could they fight Zheng Jingming and his soldiers? Suddenly, the spirit platform flashed, and she thought of the ghost-faced man.
She shouted, "Ghostface! Ghostface! Are you there? Please save me! β
Zheng Jingming smiled lowly, as if he had heard a very funny joke, "Are you scared silly?" What's the fuss? Do you think there is anyone else who can save you from under my hands now? You're naΓ―ve! You won't die, only I'll send you on your way! β
He put the knife into its scabbard, slapped his palm, and in her stunned gaze, suddenly stepped forward and strangled her neck.
Her fingers touched her skin, and she felt a flash in front of her, a gray figure flashed, and her whole body rose into the air and leaned towards the figure.
Zheng Jingming's heart was shocked, with his skills, he didn't realize when there was such a person beside him!
And when he turned around, he saw that the window was wide open, and he was the only one left in the room.
The figure is like a ghost, so fast that he, the top three generals in Ouchi, can't really see it. He didn't know what that person looked like, what his body shape was, and what tricks he used to rob Wei Yan!
Is the "ghost-faced man" called by Wei Yan him?
Zheng Jingming withdrew his hand, and saw that there was a bloody mark on his tiger's mouth. Invisibly, he was injured by the enemy, and he had no chance to fight back! If that man has the heart to take his life, how can he have it?
Where is Wei Yan to meet such a master? Could it be that Wei Dong Kang still has more than a party alive and secretly protects Wei Yan?
Before Zheng Jingming could figure out this section, he heard the guard's uneasy voice outside the door, "Qi Qi...... Lord Qiyu, the third son, was robbed by someone. β
"Bang"!
Hearing a loud noise, Zheng Jingming, whose face was as heavy as water, slapped the door panel and walked out, the evil aura around him made the already trembling guards outside the door tremble.
"The third prince is in the room well, and you are guarding it, and you are still robbed?" Zheng Jingming snorted coldly, "What do you want?" β
At this moment, the shame brought to him by the gray figure turned into anger and was vented on the guards.
The guard whispered, "It's the incompetence of the subordinates. The third son, he said that he was depressed in the room, and he insisted on going out for a stroll, but his subordinates did not dare to stop him, and the adults told him that they were not allowed to disturb, so he did not have time to tell the adults...... "The guard lowered his head, not daring to look at Zheng Jingming's expression, and continued stubbornly, "The robber sent a letter......
Zheng Jingming snatched the envelope, opened it, and saw that it was written crookedly: "If you release Ah Yan, I will release your stupid pig brother......"
Zheng Jingming's face trembled, suppressed the curse that was about to burst out, and said gloomily, "Ignore him!" Point enough people and take Yang City first! β
The guard's mouth opened wide in shock: "Don't you care about the third son?" β
Zheng Jingming, who was wearing silver armor, had already strode far away. The guards couldn't help but secretly sweat for the third son, didn't listen to this master's words, he had to go out and mess around, no, he ate the bitter fruit, right? This master is inhuman at all, and he doesn't even look at his cousin's life! (To be continued.) )