Chapter 127

Rescuing the King (Part II)

Hundreds of soldiers outside the cell rushed to hear the news, causing Qiu Lianbi and the two to join forces to resist, but the other party was too numerous, and both of them were injured in a short time.

Back to back, the two kept waving their long swords to fend off the soldiers, delaying time to create opportunities for the two in the prison.

"You go out and help the two of them, and if necessary, you can call out the people who accompany you!"

Listening to the sound of weapons colliding from above, Song Li was a little worried, and the two of them said loudly to Jing Yan.

"And what do you do?"

Jing Yan quickly dealt with the last person in the prison, looked at Song Li, who had already rushed into the cell in front of the prisoner, and asked with a frown.

"I can solve it below, the top priority now is to stop the people above and don't let them come down!"

Song left his head and said without looking back, and quickly found Wang Cheng, who was tied to a wooden stake with a chain as thick as his arm, covered with whip marks, and his white prison clothes were stained red with blood.

Looking at the iron chain on the cell door, Song Li quickly split the wooden cell door with a knife in his hand.

"Lord Wang, squeak if you're still alive!"

Song Li tilted his head and quickly dodged the attack of the soldiers who got up from the ground, raised his hand and slapped the opponent's chest, and shouted loudly to Wang Cheng, who was hanging his head and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"You are?"

Hearing this, Wang Cheng slowly raised his head, there was no trace of blood on his haggard face, a shocking centipede-like scar slanted his head and the corner of his left eye, he looked at Song Li's bloodshot eyes flashed with a trace of surprise, and asked in a voice like a mosquito.

"Save your man!"

Song Li didn't want to talk nonsense, so she quickly ran to Wang Cheng, looking at the chain with a thick arm, she was a little embarrassed.

The chain was too thick to be opened without a key, but in this case she was going to go up to find the key.

She glanced up at the cell door, and anxiously tugged at the chains, trying to tear them open with her own strength, but no matter how hard she tried, the chains never moved.

The sound of chains clashing echoed throughout the cell.

"Don't worry about me, you can go quickly, this chain key can't be opened without a key in Pingyang King, run away before anyone comes in!"

Seeing Song Li tugging at the chains, Wang Cheng shook his head and persuaded helplessly.

"Just take care of yourself!"

Song Li said heavily, and a few drops of crystal sweat quickly appeared on his forehead.

Seeing that Song Li was not giving up, and still persistently pulling the chains, Wang Cheng was helpless and a little happy.

He had been locked up in this place for four or five years, and he was always thinking about getting out of here, but there was nothing he could do, and now he finally saw a glimmer of hope.

"There's no way, I can only grieve my lord!"

Seeing that the chains could not be broken, Song Li took a deep breath, glanced at Wang Cheng with a firm expression, and then slashed his right hand on the wooden stake behind Wang Cheng.

"Bang-"

The stake shattered into a cloud of sawdust.

As the stake shattered, the chain that had tightly bound the royal city also slid to the ground in an instant.

"I'm sorry!"

Wang Cheng still had shackles hanging on his feet, and he couldn't run at all, and the momentum outside was getting stronger and stronger, and Song Li had no choice but to pull Wang Cheng over and run out on his shoulders.

"Catch!"

At the door of the dungeon, Jing Yan Lianbi Lingqiu and a group of black-clothed people were fiercely confronting the Jinyang soldiers.

Song Li shouted at Jing Yan, pulled Wang Cheng's clothes and shook them heavily, and Wang Cheng flew out towards Jing Yan's location in an instant.

Jing Yan nodded, quickly opened the person in front of him, and jumped to catch Wang Cheng.

"We'll cover your retreat first!"

Song Li shouted, quickly picked up a blood-stained sword from the ground and joined the battle.

"But ......"

Jing Yan looked at Song Li, who replaced him, and was unusually anxious, and was interrupted by Song Li before he finished speaking, "Don't do it, you send people out safely first, he is too heavy for me to carry and act!" ”

Song Li's body shuttled through the crowd extremely quickly, and his moves were fatal.

Jing Yan was speechless and no longer hesitated, pulling Wang Cheng with one hand and swinging his sword with the other to kill a bloody path.

The rest of the people quickly leaned towards Jingyan Wangcheng's side and surrounded the two of them to form a protective circle to protect them safely.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that Jing Yan and Wang Cheng had broken away from the crowd, Ling Qiu shouted and approached Song Li's side again.

There were more and more soldiers coming to support, and even though Song Li brought a lot of people, it was still a little difficult to deal with the continuous flow of hundreds of reinforcements.

Watching his people fall one after another, Song Li was extremely anxious.

In order to save a royal city, she lost dozens of her excellent secret guards and guards of the punishment army.

"Evacuate as fast as you can, quick!"

Listening to the sound of horses' hooves not far away, Song Li became more and more anxious.

She couldn't watch all the people she brought with her die in this rescue operation, and she could run one by one at this time.

With her order, the secret guards of the Guogong Mansion and the guards of the Punishment Army quickly jumped and fled in all directions.

There were scars on the back of his arms, and blood kept pouring out of the wounds. There was not much strength left, and just as he was about to give up running away and desperately buy a little time for the others with reinforcements, Song Li suddenly came to him and grabbed her.

Immediately after, a force slowly spread along his arm to his body, and he hurriedly shook his hand in shock to interrupt Song Li's movements, but Song Li grabbed it so tightly that he couldn't shake it off, no matter how he shook it.

"Give me life!"

Song Li glanced at Ling Qiu, who was already showing signs of surging towards Baoshou Palace, whispered, and then threw Ling Qiu out with force.

"Even the wall will take the revenge away, I will cover you!"

She shouted at Lian Wall, and the movements of her hands became more and more ferocious.

Ling Qiu was thrown out of the crowd by Song Li and fell to the ground fiercely.

His chest tightened, he spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered to his feet.

"Miss!"

He covered his chest and shouted, looking at Song Li, who was slashed in the back with a knife, an idea suddenly appeared in his heart, and he stumbled towards Song Li's location, but he didn't take two steps before he fell to the ground.

"Get out!" Song Li shouted at Ling Qiu, raised the sword in his hand to block the spear above his head, and then continued to say loudly regardless of Ling Qiu's expression: "Don't forget that it is your duty to obey orders, hurry up and get out of me!" ”

Lian Bi quickly fell to Ling Qiu's side, he pulled Ling Qiu up from the ground, looked at Song Li deeply, and left with Ling Qiu without looking back.

"You let me go!"

Ling Qiu was carried by Lian Bi and flew out a few meters away, he looked back at Song Li, who was drowned in the crowd and couldn't see a trace, and shouted loudly, venting the depression and anger in his heart.

His eyes were red and swollen, and two lines of tears rolled down his eyes to his mouth.

"That's my miss! You let go of me! ”

He struggled, almost desperately pleading, and even the wall pretended not to hear.

As everyone fled, Song Li instantly became the target of everyone.

All the swords and spears were aimed at her, and she swung her sword against the spear above her head and was pressed to her knees.

Seeing that Lian Bi successfully escaped with Ling Qiu, Song Li finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing dozens of spears stabbing at her, her pupils constricted sharply, waiting for death to come.

"Stop!"

At the same time, a roar was heard from outside the crowd.

Then a white figure landed beside her, swinging his sword and slashing the spear in front of her.

"Sure enough, it's you!"

Song Li was crushed to the ground by the spear above his head, and he had no power to resist.

Because of the excessive blood loss, her head began to faint, and her eyes were dilated, and she couldn't really see who the person in front of her who pulled her back from the ghost gate.

But listening to the voice, she also guessed that it was Chu Zeting.

"Thank you."

The corners of her mouth slowly shed a trace of red, and she said thank you with the last bit of strength, and finally fainted completely from exhaustion.

Seeing that Chu Zeting rescued Song Li, the soldiers stopped their movements in an instant, you look at me, I look at you.

Chu Zeting quickly broke off, his eyes looked at Song Li for a moment, looking at the dense visible wounds on her body, his brows furrowed into a Sichuan character.

He picked up Song Li, and the soldiers quickly made way when they saw this.

Chu Zeting left this place with Song Lilian in his arms.

Jing Yan, who left with Wang Cheng over there, had already arrived at the restaurant.

Wang Cheng was well protected, and no new injuries were added other than the original injuries.

Looking at Wang Cheng, who was rescued safely, Zhao Fuyin and Steward Wang suddenly burst into tears.

"Lord Wang!"

The two shouted in a choked voice.

Wang Cheng looked at the two of them, and a smile appeared on his vicissitudes of life.

"Thank you for the rescue, the lower officials are grateful!"

He glanced at the two of them comfortingly, and quickly knelt down in front of Chu Rong and Chu Tianfeng Song Huaijin, and said in a loud voice.

"What about Song Li?"

Zhao Qingyang looked at Jing Yan, his face full of anxiety.

"Miss Song and the others are covering and haven't come back yet."

Jing Yan said with a solemn expression, then turned around and bit back to save Song Li.

At the same time, Lian Bi returned with tears on his face and despair in his eyes.

Looking at the appearance of the two, Jing Yan chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly looked behind the two, but there was no one behind the two of them, how could there be Song Li's voice.

"Where's Li'er?"

Song Huaijin and Chu Tianfeng asked at the same time.

Lian Bi glanced at Ling Qiu, who was lost in his soul, slowly shook his head, and kept silent.

The atmosphere in the room instantly dropped to the extreme, and Song Huaijin took two steps back uncontrollably, his pupils shrinking suddenly.

"Where's Li'er!"

He quickly stabilized his figure, looked at Lian Bi and asked loudly.

Lian Bi looked at Song Huaijin with a desperate face, and really didn't know what to say.

At this moment, the sound of clothes and fabrics rubbing sounded, and then a figure flashed away.

Chu Rong's original position was empty at this time.

"Shizi!"

Shang Qing shouted anxiously and quickly chased him out.

"Song Yu!"

Song Huaijin closed his eyes in pain, and he shouted in a trembling voice.

Song Yu, who was hidden in the shadows, quickly understood what Song Huaijin meant and followed.

"Don't worry, Li'er will be fine!"

Chu Tianfeng was anxious at this time, but he still patiently comforted Song Huaijin.

By the time Chu Rong came to the dungeon, the soldiers were already cleaning the battlefield.

Seeing the corpses being carried away, with blood all over the ground, Chu Rong's heart instantly sank to the bottom.

Pingyang Palace, because Chu Zeting hugged Song Li, who was covered in blood, caused an uproar.

In Chu Zeting's courtyard, basins of blood and water were brought out, and Chu Zeting kept guarding the door and kept stretching his neck to look into the house.

The doctor is bandaging Song Li's wounds.

After a while, a servant girl trotted into the house with a bowl of steaming medicine.

Song Li lay unconscious on the bed, unaware that he had become a lamb to the slaughter.

"Rebel!"

King Pingyang's roar reached Chu Zeting's ears.

Hearing the sound, I saw King Pingyang walking in with a pair of guards and a long sword in hand.

"Father!"

Chu Zeting was in a hurry, and hurriedly stepped forward to block King Pingyang's way.

"Get out of here!"

King Pingyang directly waved his hand to push Chu Zeting away, his eyes dark and full of boundless killing intent.

"Father, Song Li once saved my life, and I hope that my father will show mercy to my father for the sake of my son!"

Chu Zeting was knocked to the ground, he quickly stood up and stopped King Pingyang again, and said anxiously, saying that he kept giving the people at the door a look to make him close the door.

But the maidservant at the door had already been stopped by the momentum of King Pingyang, and she didn't dare to move when she lowered her head.

"I'll tell you to fuck off, do you hear?"

King Pingyang glared at Chu Zeting angrily, and the hand holding the sword kept tightening.

Wang Cheng knew all his secrets, once these secrets were exposed, his conspiracy for so many years would be in vain, and even a family would be implicated, and he couldn't wait to cut Song Li with a thousand knives at this time to vent his anger.