Chapter 122: This Sentiment Can Be Remembered (4)

Zhao Zhen did not escape as lucky as last time when he entered the palace and assassinated him, and was surrounded by many words.

When I went to watch the play, it was a wonderful scene - a group of guards dressed in military uniforms blocked Zhao Zhen in a palace, Meng Yunqi had long since disappeared, and Yan Zhifan looked at everything that happened in front of him coldly in his clothes, and Cheng Su'er, who was scattered and disheveled next to him, also stood motionless.

"Brother, what are you playing with?" I quietly approached him and whispered in his ear.

"A little bit of trouble. You're sneaking out again? He replied with a smile, such a bewildering smile that made people feel that even if it was a trap, he was dancing willingly.

"Dog Emperor!" I just wanted to speak, but Zhao Zhen roared angrily, his hand pointed straight at Yan Yan and said sharply: "You actually use such despicable means to catch Lao Tzu!" There is a kind, let these dogs stand back, and Lao Tzu will fight with you for 300 rounds! ”

Yan Fan's smile became more and more disdainful, and he looked at Zhao Zhen as if he was looking at a child who didn't grow up, "Tell the widow, who instructed you behind your back?" After saying it, the widow will consider seeing how to spare your life! ”

"Whew!" Zhao Zhen scoffed. "Dog Emperor! Why don't you kill Lao Tzu now! ”

"Sooner or later, the mastermind behind the scenes will fall into the hands of the widows." The cool interface next to the words: "The widow will ask you, but it is just to give you a chance to survive, if you don't appreciate it, then the widow can only kill a hundred people!" ”

Before the words fell, the screen in the palace suddenly collapsed, and a figure rushed out from behind.

As soon as it fell, we hurriedly dodged. And the figure pounced on the unpreparedness. As soon as I was caught by the man, I felt a chill on my neck.

"Little brute, don't move!" A deep voice warned in my ear, and for the safety of my own neck, I immediately cooperated.

"Meng Yunqi! Other! Let her go. Zhao Zhen exclaimed, his tone complicated.

"If you want to save her life, let us go immediately, otherwise, you can wait to collect her body!" Meng Yunqi said sharply, and at the same time pressed the sharp blade in his hand. He turned his head and said to Zhao Zhen again: "After this time, I hope you can also have a longer memory, and don't be emotional in everything!" ”

Yan Zhifan, who had been watching me being held hostage, began to smile again, his eyes were extremely gentle, but the words in his mouth made Meng Yunqi behind him tremble lightly: "The people of the Meng family are really skilled!" It seems that cutting down the grass and eradicating it back then was the most correct decision made by the widow! Qiu'er, don't worry, when you die, I will let Zhao Zhen and Meng Yunqi accompany you to the funeral, as well as the many guards in your house, not a single one will be left. ”

"Brother Huang, this is really a beautiful funeral, shouldn't I feel honored as a courtier?" I said lightly: "Meng Yunqi, if you make a move, please hold your sword tighter, I'm afraid that people have not been killed by you, and your neck has been cut to a blur of flesh and blood." ”

"Meng Yunqi, let it go! I don't want to kill innocents. Zhao Zhen suddenly said tiredly: "Since you have already lost, you have lost completely, why bother to let her suffer with you." ”

"Good!" The words were full of applause, and he praised with an outsider's appearance: "Zhao Zhen is really a famous hero on the rivers and lakes!" As he spoke, he glanced at me and sighed, "It is really embarrassing for the widow to give up his life voluntarily for the sake of King Ming, who is spurned by everyone." ”