Chapter 43: The Summoning of the King

Pushing the door in, a puff of dust choked people back two steps.

Xia Wanhua slowed down before stepping into the house again.

Today's east side hall has long been empty and empty. Xia Wanhua took Rong Zhao to a pillar and waved at Rong Zhao. "Squat."

"Do what?" The fox rolled his eyes, and he knew what Xia Wanhua was going to do with his feet.

Xia Wanhua glared. "You don't squat!"

"Me!" Rong Zhao bared his teeth. "Squat!"

He took off his helmet, put it on the ground, and got down on one knee.

Xia Wanhua smiled proudly, raised her foot and stepped on Rong Zhao's palm. Holding the beam with one hand, he stood on Rong Zhao's shoulder little by little. The slender hand groped for a moment on the beam and pressed it gently. After a "gada" sound, a brick jumped out of the ground under Rong Zhao's feet.

Rong Zhao subconsciously dodged.

Xia Wanhua, who was standing on Rong Zhao's shoulder, was unstable, shook it twice and fell off Rong Zhao's shoulder. Fortunately, Rong Zhao's eyes were quick, and he immediately grabbed her belt, lifted it hard, and immediately dragged the person away.

Xia Wanhua slowly opened her eyes, looked at the ground less than a palm's width from her face, and let out a sigh.

"If I am disfigured today, Rong Zhao, I will definitely not spare you."

Rong Zhao smiled and pulled hard, pulled the person into his arms and firmly circled him. "If you are disfigured, I will be responsible for marrying you."

Xia Wanhua's face turned red and she glanced at him fiercely. "If I really want to be disfigured, I will ruin your pretty face."

"It's okay, ugly men and ugly women, born to be a perfect match!"

As soon as she heard this nonsense, Xia Wanhua was so angry that she stepped on the surface of Rong Zhao's feet and crushed it hard. "Perfect for you, big-headed ghost! Get down to business! ”

Rong Zhao's feet were a little painful, so he let go of Xia Wanhua. But the corners of his mouth hooked up with naked pride.

Xia Wanhua glanced at him, squatted down and took out an iron box from under the floor tiles. When I opened the lid of the box, I saw a piece of silk cloth with words written on it.

Is this the summoning order? Rong Zhao glanced at it and stopped looking.

Xia Wanhua took out the silk cloth and put it into her arms. Throw the tin box in your hand.

"Let's go, go home."

Rong Zhao didn't make a sound, and silently followed behind Xia Wanhua.

Everyone left the Fenghua Hall and returned along the same road.

At the moment when the gate of the Holy Emperor Gate closed, a figure flashed out from the iron guard and went straight to Xia Wanhua.

Rong Zhao's eyes were quick, and the long sword in his hand blocked between the assassin and Xia Wanhua.

The assassin immediately stopped, leaned back and bypassed under the long sword, slid in front of Xia Wanhua's horse, kicked the ground with his feet, jumped onto the horse, held Xia Wanhua hostage with a dagger in one hand, and reached into Xia Wanhua's clothes with one hand to summon the king's order.

"Childe, let everyone stand down."

Xia Wanhua sneered. "Yufu, I didn't expect it to be you."

The dagger in Yufu's hand was slightly retracted. "There are a lot of things that Childe didn't expect. Childe, your life is precious. ”

"It's honorable." Xia Wanhua stopped Rong Zhao. "Yufu, can you tell me who sent you?"

"Childe, you have too many thoughts, Yufu doesn't dare to answer your words. I'm just calling the king's order, and the king's order has arrived, and I just want to leave safely. ”

"Leave safely? Yufu, do you think you can? ”

Yufu's immature face flashed with contempt. "Whether you can or not, it depends on whether the son values your life or not."

"It's funny. Yufu, just with your martial arts, if you want to leave, who can stop you? Do you have other intentions for coercing me so much? Xia Wanhua secretly gave Rong Zhao a look.

Rong Zhao sat on the horse, and the corner of his eyes swept around.

Yufu smiled at Rong Zhao's ghost. "The fourth son doesn't need to look for it anymore, I don't have an accomplice. If the fourth prince values the life of the son, let everyone retreat. As long as I leave safely, I'll let my son go. ”

"You don't have an accomplice?" Xia Wanhua smiled contemptuously. "I have doubted many people, but because you are from Jiucang Mountain, you are the granddaughter of Yu Lao, and the most important thing is that you have blocked the knife for me, so I don't doubt you. Yufu, you really dare to make a cost! It seems that Jiucang Mountain has trained you very well, and you have forgotten what your last name is! ”

When Yufu heard this, her eyes immediately added a little anger.

"What about surnames? I'm not sent to Jiucang Mountain to be tortured! Why can other people enjoy glory and wealth because of their good background, but I still have to suffer and suffer in Jiucang Mountain if I have a good background! Take our lives as your shield! Why! My master is right, it's time for this world to change. Why can you be a master, I Jiucang Mountain should grovel! Today, I want to let the world know that there are capable people living in this world! If I get this summoning order from Jiucang Mountain, I will get the jade seal of the country, and I will get the world! ”

Xia Wanhua was shocked, and immediately shouted at Rong Zhao: "Leave me alone, go and take someone to my study immediately!" ”

Den!

Rong Zhao immediately understood. The heirloom jade seal is hidden in Xia Wanhua's study!

"Don't move anyone!" Yufu grabbed Xia Wanhua's hair with one hand, and the sharp dagger cut a shallow cut on Xia Wanhua's snow-white skin.

The red blood slid down the blade and dripped into Rong Zhao's heart, painful.

"Don't mess around." Rong Zhao struggled to control himself. "Yufu, after all, you are a master and servant. Don't hurt her, just take what you want. You know her temperament, it's very life-saving. She won't embarrass your accomplices for her own sake. Don't you Jiucang Mountain want to pass on the jade seal of the country? Okay, I'll give it to you, the jade seal of the country is in the study of the late flower. You just have to ask people to get it. But you don't want to hurt Wanhua. ”

When Rong Zhao said this, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. But he couldn't think of anything wrong for a moment.

Yufu is still young after all, and when she sees the blood sliding down the dagger, she still can't bear it in her heart.

She estimated the time and thought it was about the same.

"Okay, I'm going out of the city now, please don't embarrass the fourth son."

"As long as you don't hurt Wanhua, we'll all be able to talk." Rong Zhao instructed Yu Donghai: "Let people clear the road until the south gate." With that, he spread his hands at Yufu again.

"Count you as acquaintances!" Yufu clamped her legs hard, and the horse clicked towards the south gate.

Rong Zhao followed behind with someone, staring at a pair of fox eyes. He was worried that Xia Wanhua would lose too much blood and would not be able to hold on. For so many days, he can see Xia Wanhua's small body clearly, and it really can't be blown by the wind or rain. It's a broken plank, and it's stronger than hers.

Rong Zhao followed, and suddenly saw Xia Wanhua's right arm raised, and then the person fell off the horse. Rong Zhao drew his sword and rushed out, landed in front of Xia Wanhua, protected the person behind him, and stabbed Yufu with a sword.

Yufu jumped off her horse to dodge, glanced at Xia Wanhua unwillingly, glanced at the head that appeared on the wall across the street, and quickly got into the nearby alley.