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Song Xuanrong only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the whole person was grabbed by the neck and slammed against the wall behind him.

The sudden huge force made all the internal organs seem to be out of place.

Song Xuanrong didn't guard against someone moving towards him, and he couldn't help but want to open his mouth and scream in pain.

But when he looked up and opened his eyes to see who the person in front of him was, all his voices froze in his throat, and his face, which was full of anger just now, instantly turned white, and when he was stuck in the back of his neck and hit the wall and was forced to lean back, he opened his mouth slightly, and he only felt trembling all over.

North, North King?

How did he end up here?

"Lord ......"

"Where is Ah Jiu?"

"I don't understand what the prince said, if the prince wants to ask something, let go of the official first, and have something to say......"

"This king asked, where is Ah Jiu."

Yan Wuge's face was expressionless, and between the words he spoke, his hand tightened violently, grabbed Song Xuanrong and slammed it against the wall.

only heard a bang, Song Xuanrong was dizzy, and he didn't have time to come back to his senses, followed by a burst of suffocation.

He looked at Yan Wuge with horror in his eyes, only to feel as if there was warmth rolling down on the back of his head, and he couldn't help but say intermittently:

"King, lord, what are you doing......"

"You...... You can't...... Hurt me...... I am the minister of the court, and my majesty personally enshrined the book of the Ministry of Rites, if you hurt me, your majesty, your majesty will not let you go......"

"Ugh!"

When the hand on his neck tightened again, Song Xuanrong's voice was instantly broken.

It was as if the bones had pierced into the trachea, and the sudden sharp pain and suffocation made his face flush violently, but after a few moments, it gradually turned blue.

Song Xuanrong opened his mouth wide and grabbed the hand on his neck tightly to pull it away, and his legs struggled and kicked indiscriminately, but the hands on his neck were like iron tongs that did not move, and after his moving legs were kicked, his bones seemed to be cracked.

Song Xuanrong's eyes widened in pain, and under the severe pain and suffocation, blood had already appeared in his eyes.

He only felt as if the bones in his calves were broken, and his chest seemed to be about to explode, as if a flame was burning him, and the hand on his neck seemed to be about to break his bones, and his mind was confused for a moment, and his hands and feet gradually lost strength.

Just when he thought he was going to die like this, the shackles around his neck were suddenly loosened.

When a breath of fresh air poured into his chest, he couldn't help coughing when he was in tears.

"This king doesn't want to ask you a third time."

"If you don't speak, you die."

Song Xuanrong listened to Yan Wuge's words, and he was really scared at this time.

He is not afraid of conspiracy and calculation, he is not afraid of fighting with people, and he is not afraid of trying his best to plot and fight with people, but he is completely unexpectedly violent and strong like the King of the North.

He really walked around the ghost gate just now, facing the cold eyes of the North King.

He knew that if he didn't say it, the King of the North really dared to kill him directly.

Song Xuanrong said in a trembling voice: "In, in the backyard, the corner, the corner sound hall ......"

Yan Wuge had been to the Song family before, but he didn't know all the names of the courtyards, he looked at a subordinate of the Song family, and the person hurriedly pointed in the direction of Yuyin Hall, and said in a trembling voice: "Here, over there, behind the bamboo forest facing east..."

Yan Wuge's eyes were cold when he heard this, and he directly grabbed Song Xuanrong and threw him into the courtyard, then turned around and swept up to the ground, flashing in the direction of Yuyin Hall.