Chapter 323: Meeting the Old Man (3)
The furious Rebiman didn't have time to investigate the truth, determined that the four were the culprits, and without giving them a chance to prove their innocence, he pulled out the sword he carried with him and pierced the chest of one of them in the frightened eyes of the maids!
"Ah!!h
Blood flew everywhere, and they died tragically under the sword of Rebi Man before they could struggle, and the other three were so frightened that their souls flew away, and their bodies shrank into a ball and trembled.
"Queen Mother......... The Queen Mother spares her life........."
Ignoring their miserable pleas for mercy, Rebiman strode towards them, her raised sword still under her hands, and a figure rushed out to stop her hand.
"The Queen Mother's subordinates are merciful!"
Ami, who was watching from the sidelines, suddenly stood up and begged for mercy for them for some reason, Rebiman's face turned dark, and he asked, "Do you want to intercede for these traitors?" ”
"No, Queen Mother." Ami hurriedly shook his head and explained: "Please calm your anger, and listen patiently to the slave and maid, the slave and maid feel that something is not quite right, if it is really them who leaked it to the Holy Lord, they know that your first reaction is to suspect them, why don't you leave after taking the benefits?" ”
"This ........." Rebiman hesitated, thinking that there was some truth in her words, and slowly lowered her sword, "If you have any ideas, you might as well say it directly." ”
"The slave maid thinks that the news that the Holy Lord has received is not like the leakage from us, it is a bit like ........."
"Like what?"
"Does the Queen Mother remember the Holy Lord's pursuit of the mage a few days ago? Later, there was a grapevine that someone cut off the head of the mage and offered it to the Holy Lord, let's not say who the mysterious person is, let's just say that the Holy Lord, no one in this world has ever seen the true face of the mage except you, and the Holy Lord doesn't know what the mage looks like, how can he believe a fake head and be sure that it is the mage? The slave thinks that the Holy Lord will not be confused to that extent, unless......... Unless the Holy Lord deliberately pretends to be confused, knowing that the mage is not dead, he set up a deception to lure the snake out of the hole, in order to lure the mage into the net! ”
Ami's analysis is reasonable, when Rebiman learned the news, he was shocked, wondering why Teng'er believed an unidentified person, now that I think about it, I'm afraid the whole thing is a bureau set up by Teng'er, he deliberately released fake news that Wu Zhu is dead, and when Wu Zhu relaxes his vigilance, he will catch turtles in an urn!
Blame her, it's all her fault, if she hadn't written a letter to invite Wu Zhu to come to Loulan, Wu Zhu would be fine!
'Bang! ’
The sword fell off from the palm of her hand, Rebi Man fell to the ground like dead ashes, Ami saw this and hurriedly held her shoulders and comforted: "Queen Mother, please cheer up, if even you have something, who else can save the mage?" ”
One sentence successfully pulled her back from the brink of chaos, and Rebiman instantly withdrew from her self-blame, grabbed Ami's hand, and asked a question that she had not dared to ask for a long time, "How is he, Master?" Teng'er ......... Did you kill him? ”
"No, the mage is not dead! The Holy Lord took him to Zhengwumen, where he heard that he would be beheaded! ”
"Cut ......... The punishment of beheading........."
The first half of the sentence just breathed a sigh of relief, and when she heard the second half of the sentence, Rebiman almost fainted, but she didn't faint, and she couldn't faint, because Wu Zhu was still waiting to save him!
She had to rush to Zhengwumen before the execution, otherwise......... The consequences are unimaginable!
"Quick! Prepare a fast horse for the mourners! ”
It was the first time in her history that Rebiman had tasted the impatience of her heart, and every minute and second that passed was tormenting for her, the wind howling in her ears curled her hair, and a few crystal tears slipped down the corners of her eyes.
Wu Zhu, you must not have anything! If you die, I don't want to live anymore, you must hold on and wait for me to save you!
The mansion was about five miles away from Zhengwu Gate, and Rebiman rode his horse all the way, and the speed of the trail market along the way did not slow down at all, and Ami, who was riding another fast horse behind her, could not keep up with her speed at all, and she would be left far behind in the near future.
All she thinks about is Wu Zhu, and what she plays back is what happened in their past, although they didn't get along for a long time, but his face will always be engraved in her mind, and she will never forget it for a lifetime!
The five-kilometer journey is not long, it is not short, Rebiman only took one-third of the normal speed to arrive, and she saw the black figure on the high platform from a distance, she increased her speed and shouted: "Leave people under the sword!" ”
At this moment, before the time of execution, except for a few soldiers standing on the high platform, there was no one to be seen at a glance!
All around, there was a strange aura in the silence, and Rebiman sensed that something was wrong, but she didn't stop speeding, turned over and dismounted and ran towards the black-robed man!
After more than ten years of separation, Rebiman never thought that they would meet again in this situation!
Hugging the man who was tied to the cross, Rebiman shouted excitedly: "Wu Zhu! ”
The joy of reuniting with her lover after a long absence filled her chest, and Rebiman wanted to ask him if he had been okay all these years, but the touch from her hand made her feel wrong immediately!
"Don't move!"
Before she could make a move, a long sword was pressed against her neck, and then, black and oppressive guards poured out from all directions, one by one holding weapons, as if facing a great enemy!
"Who's coming? What do you have to do with Wu Zhu?! ”
Because Rebi Man turned his back to everyone, everyone couldn't see her face clearly, and treated her as an accomplice of the witch bamboo mage.
Faced with the guard's misunderstanding, Rebiman was not in a hurry to explain, and raised his hand to uncover the hat of the black-robed man in front of him.
Sure enough, under the hat is an imitation of a vivid scarecrow, and the witch bamboo she is looking for is not here!
"Say! Who are you? Otherwise, don't blame us for being welcome! ”
Behind her, there was the cold questioning voice of the Imperial Forest Army, and the sword against her neck went a few points deeper, and a faint red mark appeared on her delicate and smooth skin.
"It seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin!"
The guard, who had not received a response, was annoyed and wanted to teach her a lesson, but as soon as his hand moved, there was a sudden stinging pain from the hand holding the hilt of the sword!
Looking down, there was a silver hairpin in the back of his hand!
"Ah!!h
The guards were shocked, holding their injured right hand and hurriedly retreating, and the other guards immediately surrounded them when they saw this, ready to arrest them!
Just as the guards were gradually approaching only ten meters away, Rebi Man, who was facing away from them, suddenly turned around, and that cold face with murderous intent was clearly imprinted in front of their eyes!
"Too ......... Dowager?! ”
Tan Ya, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, recognized her at a glance, his eyes widened and he asked, "Queen Mother, how could you ......... How did you come here? ”
"What about the Holy Lord?"
Rebiman ignored his question and asked the whereabouts of the King of Tanya Loulan.
Her gloomy face was somewhat similar to that of the Holy Lord, and her body was shocked, and she clenched her fists and replied honestly: "The Holy Lord is not here. "I want to talk about "The Evil Emperor of the Desert: Long Live the Tyrant", and pay attention to "Youyue Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~