Chapter 162: Disposing of the Banquet Plow

The moonlight was faintly sprinkled down, illuminating the dazzling blood white horror, as if entering the palace of death.

Even Bai Jikao was frightened, and he was a little worried. He was worried that it would be difficult to see the last side of Yanzi if he continued to bleed like this, and his eyes were full of her figure, and now he could distinguish between illusion and reality. But I know how long this kind of sober consciousness can be maintained, and I only feel that there are a lot of things I want to say to Yanzi that I have been squeezing for a long time.

He can't, he can't die like this, he must tell her in person, he must, he must!

Thinking like this, I held my last breath tightly, and I must see her for the last time.

"Drive!" Use all your strength and swing hard. A heavy whip slammed into the horse's buttocks, and the horse screamed in fright. The front hooves were suddenly raised, and the white body on his back was slightly detached from the horse, and he felt like he was being thrown into the air. A little scared, even hugged the horse's neck.

The horses were strangled to death, and with the whip just now, they went crazy uncomfortably. Suddenly, he went on a rampage and ran forward. It's also a shame that there is no one on the street in the middle of the night, so you can let Hu come.

It's just that Bai Ji took the exam, and he was already dying and couldn't bear such torture, and finally fell off the horse due to physical exhaustion. Somehow, his hand tripped the horse's reins, and when he fell, he strangled the horse. The horses felt quite uncomfortable and ran wildly all the way, and dragged Bai Jikao for a while.

Until he arrived at the palace gate, the horse turned his head and slammed Bai Jikao on the stone tablet at the palace gate, and his hand was freed from the horse's reins. When the horses felt comfortable, they stopped galloping, and stood obediently at the gate of the palace, motionless. Poor Bai Ji Kao was dying and was slammed on the stone tablet, he was already unconscious, lying quietly on the ground motionless.

The guards at the gate knew Bai Jikao, and when they saw his tragic appearance, they couldn't help but sweat for him, and hurriedly carried him into the palace to find a doctor for treatment.

Bai Jikao's heart was full of feasts, and the belief in wanting to see her strongly maintained his life, and the occasional bump woke him up, and the tense nerves made the whole person frown, sweating, but his mouth kept muttering "Zi'er, Zi'er"

He said it very lightly, just because the words were easy to read, the guards who carried him could hear it clearly, and everyone was very curious about who this woman named Zi'er would be. But no matter who it is, the only thing that can be sure is that this woman has a very high status in Lord Bai's heart, and she must be the person in his heart.

Alas, I never thought that this unruly and unruly merry man also had an infatuated side, and the guards, you look at me, I see that you are deeply sympathetic. If this is what a woman would be distressed to see, she suddenly hoped that Lord Bai could see her, in case...... Phew, how can Lord Bai be kind-hearted.

Xu was moved by his infatuation, and the guards carried it even harder, speeding up all the way to change a few people to take turns to carry them into the hospital.

No one knows and no one believes that the Zi'er in Bai Jikao's mouth will be a banquet, because in their hearts, the banquet is so noble and arrogant. And this Zi'er, who has never met before, sounds gentle and lovely, so no one will associate them together.

Bai Jikao never imagined that he was still one step too late in a hurry, and Yanzi had already followed Sheng Linsheng out of the palace to Yanfu.

At this time, the banquet house was lit up, and the family, including the imperial uncle, gathered at the door and waited for the arrival of the banquet early.

When the feast and the sheng sheng dismounted, they saw more than 70 people from the master and servant, each holding torches and standing in two rows to welcome their arrival.

Hmph, look at this posture because I already knew that they were coming. Yan Zi slowly dismounted, his eyes cold and sharp glanced around. Then he walked in the middle aisle with everyone's different eyes.

That posture, that back, raised his head and chest, was dignified and noble, and the innate superiority made it possible to calm the audience without speaking, and the people under him were holding their breath and staring, and they didn't dare to look up and take a look, so they could only wait for the banquet to pass by themselves, and then secretly looked at her back. But for some reason, even the back looks intimidating and offensive.

The banquet was still majestic, bypassing these crowds, skipping the imperial uncle, and walking directly into the lobby and sitting down on a high place. Sheng Linsheng followed closely, and after she sat down, she stood aside coldly and scanned the audience with the same eyes.

Before he could speak, the imperial uncle came up and cried first, fell to his knees, and howled "Your Majesty, I am guilty." My godson has no way to make a big mistake, and it is really an unforgivable sin, please forgive your majesty. ”

Uncle Huang sobbed and said something wrong, which sounded really beautiful, better than singing.

However, these are bullshit in Yanzi's eyes, and he coldly glanced at the imperial uncle kneeling on the ground with his hands around his chest, and then stood up and approached the imperial uncle evilly. He stood beside him but didn't speak, just looked down coldly.

She didn't speak, and the others didn't dare to say more, and the subordinates were so frightened that they lowered their heads and didn't dare to take a second look. Uncle Huang didn't dare to say more, the air instantly froze, and the cold and infiltrating breath invaded the body and mind little by little.

The creepy feeling forced the imperial uncle to curl up with his head curled up, eager to shrink himself to the point that no one could see him. It's a pity that this is impossible, Yan Zi looked directly at himself in front of him, although he didn't look up, but he could feel the feeling of hair.

has been silent like this for a long time, which has made Uncle Huang speculate constantly, his nerves are tense, and his heart is under heavy pressure. Yan Zicai lazily patted him on the shoulder and spoke nonchalantly.

It's just that this beat scattered all his defenses, and Uncle Huang instantly collapsed physically and mentally, and the whole person was paralyzed.

The banquet thief smiled, and a trace of cunning crossed the corners of his mouth, this is what he wanted.

"Uncle Huang, you are also very old, why has your son who has been teaching for more than 20 years still not grown? Do you think I should say that you have no way to teach your children or rotten wood that cannot be carved? If I'm not confused, I should have entrusted a well-behaved girl to you to cultivate. You say that you can't even educate your own son, how can you educate others? Should I believe you once? ”

Yan Zi's words were plain and gentle, but the words were prickly, full of sarcasm and ridicule. The godson has no way, whether the rotten wood cannot be carved, it is a shame to disgrace the face of the banquet family, no matter how you refute it, it is a shame.

Uncle Huang was even more speechless at the moment, so he could only obediently lower his head and pose as a repentant.

Yan Zi walked around the imperial uncle, looking at it like a dog, and then inspected the crowd in disgust, and found that there was no cousin or cousin. It seems that these two people escaped after the catastrophe.

Yan Zi's eyes showed contempt, and sharply reprimanded the two unfilial children, "Uncle Huang, it's really not me who is a niece talking about you." You say that you are kowtowing here and admitting your mistakes, but your children are making waves outside, so what should I do? I also want to deal with it for the sake of my relatives, so the page of negotiation and negotiation has been turned. But the culprit's banquet plow doesn't even have a figure, so what is my name? The daughter of the deceased has arrived in the imperial city, and she is waiting for me to return justice, so she can't help but give an explanation, right? Uncle Huang, you are also a person who upholds justice, what should you do if you are that girl? ”

"This ......" Uncle Huang raised his old eyes and looked at Yanzi pitifully, really like a poor dog wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

It's easy to say what you say, but it's hard to do it. She threw the hot potato to herself in a few words, making the imperial uncle's face ugly and at a loss.

Seeing that the imperial uncle was speechless, Yan Zi was very satisfied, and the jade hand was raised, and a look was indicated.

Sheng Linsheng immediately drew his sword to frighten, and the cold iron weapon flickered with murderous cold light under the reflection of countless firelights, and the startled imperial uncle trembled for a while, thinking that if this Dongdong fell on their son's body, wouldn't the banquet family have no queen.

But fortunately, not long after the sword was drawn, it fell heavily and returned to its scabbard. A hanging heart calmed down, but then it jumped up quickly, because Yan Zi ordered Sheng Linsheng to find the Yan plow no matter what.

What terrible bad news this is, how powerful Sheng Linsheng is, how can the person he targeted come back alive.

So I couldn't help but start worrying, Uncle Huang was worried, and looked sideways at the gate secretly, not knowing where the banquet plough had arrived at this time. But don't be caught up by Sheng Linsheng.

But before Sheng Linsheng went out of the door, he saw a man and a woman, and a woman was holding a knife in the middle of the left and right sides of the two. And this woman is none other than Yanzi's mother.

Seeing that his mother was abducted like this, Yan Zi was instantly furious, and the anger that he had tried his best to restrain was released. Secret taunts turned into outright scolding.

"Okay, you're a feast plow, and you're really brave. I haven't settled accounts with you yet, but you've gone to me first. The powerful aura suppressed the tone of the voice, which made the whole sentence sound murderous.

Yan Li's heart was also tight, he knew that he was throwing himself into the net, but he might not be able to escape her clutches if he went. In this case, there may be room for survival.

But he himself didn't know exactly how many chances he had, and the martial arts of Sheng Lin Sheng and the feast were well known, and that day was on the feast. Bai Ji's Xingyue swordsmanship of playing the piano and dancing for two people is so powerful that it is impeccable, where can he be a scholar who can break it.

However, thinking that Yanzi was a filial daughter, Yanzi's mother once slapped her in front of the Manchu Dynasty civil and military, and it never hurt her in the slap. Today, I should have half a chance to take the life of my mother.

Yan Li looked very excited, because he was not sure what the odds of winning had to watch Yan Mu closely, and his slender nails clasped Yan Mu's hand. The sharp weapon roamed around the neck, and the bright red liquid oozed out little by little, and with a little more force, the tender human skin would crumble effortlessly on the iron like tofu.

So in the face of such a situation, Yan Zi became more anxious, and the anger in his stomach became more and more vigorous.

Sheng Linsheng was also equally angry, directly grabbed the imperial uncle on the ground, put it under his sword, and also threatened the banquet plow.

Yan Li suddenly calmed down and did not dare to act rashly, the two sides reached a stalemate, and the scene cooled down again and again. The family members were dumbfounded, and no one dared to talk nonsense.

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