"Hey, look at who this is, isn't this Lord Zhao, the first-class minister of Shu who covers the sky with one hand and is above ten thousand people under one person? How did you get this way? Teng Jian laughed wildly, his tone sharp.

Zhao Hai cried with a sad face, and wept bitterly: "Lord Teng has tormented the old slave, the old slave is just a slave, and he never dares to take responsibility." ”

"Tsk." Teng Jian looked at Zhao Hai, who shrunk into a turtle shape, and said with a smile: "When did Lord Zhao become so modest?" Lord Zhao can surprise us at any time, and we haven't given back the gift of Longyue Inn to adults. ”

Bang, Zhao Hai already knew that the assassination had been revealed since the bandits entered the city this time, and he slammed it against the hard ground, looked at the bullying Beimo Ling and said: "Master, it's the slave who is obsessed, the slave knows that he is wrong, please beg the master, let the slave live." ”

At this time, Zhao Hai has long lost his usual arrogance, Zhao Hai, who was consumed by power, completely woke up when the fire burned into Jing'an Palace, and Zhao Hai, who was half immersed in power, could naturally understand in an instant, this is a game of killing chickens and monkeys, no one can violate his majesty for the man in front of him, as long as he violates it, it will be a river of blood, at this time Zhao Hai has already regretted it, and he should not be bold enough to instigate Lu Jiajun to assassinate the owner.

Bei Mo Ling turned around slowly, looked at the back of Zhao Hai's head condescendingly, and said indifferently: "Are you satisfied with the gift given to you?" “

Zhao Hai trembled with fright all over his body, and said tremblingly: "Master, the slave knows that he is wrong. ”

"Zhao Hai, do you think that you have now become the favorite of the King of Shu, I can't do anything about you, I will send you to heaven with one hand, and I can also push you into hell with the other, do you think this Shu country is up to you, or I have the final say!"

Zhao Hai's back was cold, his limbs trembled, and he kept kowtowing and said: "A slave is a fart, a dog raised by the master, where would there be a slave today's status without the master, Shu is naturally the master has the final say, please forgive the slave." ”

Bei Mo Ling walked to the stone bench, and the shadow guard beside him immediately spread the splendid futon on the stone bench, and served the tea that had just been hot.

He leisurely picked up the tea, took a sip gently, his lips were slightly red, looking bloodthirsty and weird, and the fragrance of the tea on the tip of his nose inhaled into his lungs with the clammy and cold air.

Zhao Hai was panicked, kowtowed vigorously, all of them were loud, his forehead was already blurred with flesh and blood, and the blood flowed down the well-maintained skin, "Master, the slave is wrong, the slave is to blame for his death, and I hope that the master will give the slave another chance." ”

"Yes." The corners of Bei Mo Ling's mouth were raised, the tails of his eyes were cold, and he smiled lightly: "Zhao Hai, I still remember that six years ago, I told you that people must have ambition, ambition can build great things, and can broaden your horizons, I have always appreciated ambitious people, but you have no ambition, some are greedy, only greedy people will not measure themselves, nor weigh their own abilities!" Do you think I should give stupid people a chance! ”

"Master, it's the slave who doesn't know what to do, and the slave doesn't measure himself, so you just let the slave's stupidity as a fart." Zhao Hai slapped his mouth and begged for mercy.

Bei Mo Ling snorted coldly: "Zhao Hai, you should understand my rules, and if you break my rules, you should take something to make up for it!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Hai's face turned white, he was already white and tender, although he was about to be confused, but the perennial high maintenance, he still retained some years, and in just one hour, he seemed to be ten years old, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became deeper and deeper.

The long sword was unsheathed, Zhao Hai shook his hand and took the sharp knife sent by the shadow guard, his face shook up and down because of trembling, and the hand holding the knife trembled even more.

"What? Does Lord Zhao want me to do it myself? It's not the case with my own hands. Teng Jian saw Zhao Hai's pale face and sneered.

"Don't dare, don't dare ......." Zhao Hai closed his momentary old eyelids, lifted the gorgeous sleeve hem with his hand, revealing his slender wrist, and raised the other hand-held knife high.

The blade was sharp, with a spurt, blood sprayed instantly, and then a terrible scream came and went, echoing in the silent mountain road, but Zhao Hai was not a general, and he couldn't cut off his wrist with a knife, and he cut it three times before he cut off his thin white left hand, and he lay in a pool of blood with convulsions, trembling spasmodically.

"Hmph." Bei Mo Ling snorted coldly, and his voice was cold: "I hope this little lesson can make you remember it deeply, what is the end of your own strength!" ”

The lives of hundreds of people in Ye'an City, the impact of rights, and the punishment of severed hands, this is a small lesson?! The hatred in Zhao Hai's eyes was all hidden in blood and tears, he held his bleeding wrist, twisted his facial features in pain, and replied: "Remember, thank you for not killing." ”

"Yes." Seeing the dirty blood on his body, Bei Mo Ling suddenly lost the mood to drink tea, and said lightly: "The King of Shu eats arrows, and he can't live for a few days, you can find a way to continue his life, and you can't let him die for the time being." ”

Zhao Hai trembled, it turned out that he not only killed chickens and monkeys, but also made the King of Shu half dead, although he didn't understand his intentions in his heart, he didn't dare to speculate, and took advantage of the sloppy Qingming to say: "Yes, the slave takes the order." ”

Bei Moling sneered and got up, he was in no mood to stay here any longer, looking at the direction of Jing'an Palace, like a hero with a chance to win, his voice was domineering: "Immediately exterminate the bandits without leaving any of them!" ”

Teng Jian said solemnly: "Yes!" ”

"You send Lord Zhao back." Teng Jian explained to a shadow guard behind him before leaving.

Zhao Hai was covered in blood, holding his left hand and his legs and feet were weak under the support of the shadow guard, and he was already scared of this man to the point of suffocation.

The rain dissipated, and a storm gradually stopped in the blood, and everything was related, and the north wind was terrifying.

In just one hour, the arrogant and crazy bandits were all killed by lightning from the black-robed brigade that fell from the sky, they thought they had walked into the heart of the imperial capital, only one step away from the chair of power, they thought that the destiny of heaven returned, but they didn't know that this was a trap that had no return, this group of black-robed brigades did not carry the military flag of Shu, like a group of dark ghosts, quickly surrounded and suppressed in all directions, the bandits opened a pair of unwilling bloody eyes, and the greed and desire for profit in their eyes did not diminish in the face of death. In the face of a well-trained and strong enemy, defeat is lost.

The chaotic Jing'an Palace ushered in the most dead moment in history, the fleeing officials, the abandoned harem beauties, and the eunuchs and palace maids who seized the jewels revealed the darkness in their hearts in the face of death for the first time, and when the riots subsided, they were still incredulous, as if they had a nightmare.

The king of Shu was hit by an arrow, his breath was dying, and the prince who was usually loyal and filial returned to Jing'an Palace again in the escape, they waited for the moment when the king of Shu breathed, showing greedy eyes, just waiting to seize the chair of power, the imperial doctor knelt down in the inner hall after the riot, and continued the remnants of the king of Shu with snow ginseng.