Chapter 39: You're the One to Choose

Bei Zongmo slapped his forehead fiercely, flipped down from the beauty, put on his nightgown, and asked angrily, "Where did it burn?" ”

"The Kirin Black Market in Bixia Valley." Father-in-law Wang replied with his head down, and at the same time added tremblingly: "I heard that I robbed Miss Tuoba today, and kicked her off the horse......"

Bei Zongmo took a sharp breath, then slowly spit it out, and finally swallowed the blood in his throat several times, and asked with his forehead raised, "What about others?" Where is it? ”

Wang Gonggong lowered his head and replied: "I didn't go back to the palace, and I didn't go back to the Zunshuo Palace." Now that the Kirin Black Market is in flames, and many people are trapped, could it be that he himself is also trapped? ”

"So what are you doing here? Why don't you send troops to find it? If he loses a hair, all the elite soldiers on duty in the Holy Capital tonight will not live! Bei Zongmo even forgot to put on his pants, so he turned over and got out of bed directly, and scolded while wearing a dragon robe: "Rebel!" Unfilial son! How did I give birth to such a lifeless rebel! How is he not like his brother, not like his mother! ”

As soon as these words fell, he suddenly thought of something, and immediately stopped speaking, and his face turned pale.

The Kirin Black Market has long been a sea of fire, and many customers are trapped because there is only one waterway in the passage. Most of them were the sons of eunuchs or strong men, and at the moment they only cared about fleeing for their lives, and they didn't care about hiding their faces with cloaks, so they rushed to jump into the only river.

The national law of the Dragon Phoenix Empire has clear provisions, first, because of humanitarianism, the black market is not allowed to sell demon fetuses, nor is it allowed to use slaves to raise demon fetuses. Second, black market bosses are required to pay one-fifth of the imperial court's taxes every year. Third, the black market prohibits the children of officials from buying and selling, and the children of officials can only go to the regular trading market.

And tonight, Bixia Valley was surrounded by 10,000 Lingxiao Guards, and Lord Tuoba took Beizongmo and rode at the entrance of the Qilin Black Market. Whether it is the children of officials or the bosses who sell and breed demon fetuses, they are all chained.

Bei Qingyan was already unkempt, and his little face was dark, but he was in a good mood, shaking the jade bone fan, he had to walk out of the fire, and knelt down on one knee in front of Bei Zongmo's imperial horse: "Son, see your father!" ”

Bei Zongmo glanced at these "sinners" who were escorted back to the Holy Capital, and asked with a rare calmness, "Why do you want to set fire?" ”

Bei Qingyan shrugged his shoulders and replied: "Erchen originally fell in love with a beauty who raised a demon fetus, and originally wanted to bring it back as a personal girl. But I forgot to bring money, the boss refused to sell it, so I burned it down! ”

"You!" Bei Zongmo's breath stagnated, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he pointed at her angrily and said, "Breath!" That's it! Get lost! Get lost! Go back to the palace! He thought he was doing the right thing this time, but he didn't expect it to be a fool!

"Oh!" Bei Qingyan nodded obediently, and then got up in a dashing manner, ready to leave.

"Gone in the wrong direction, ahem, ahem!" Bei Zongmo covered his chest and coughed violently, his raised arm was already trembling slightly, and he raised his anger and reprimanded: "Don't have long eyes? You're out into the river! ”

"Huh?" Bei Qingyan scratched his head and arched his hand at Bei Zongmo: "Thank you for the reminder." ”

After speaking, she "brushed" and opened the folding fan again, and Jiao'er Lang walked in the direction of the horse, Ah Ke followed behind her with her head down, where did she dare to look at Bei Zongmo in anger.

No one noticed it, and Lord Tuoba's eyes were full of appreciation when he looked at her back, and there was a trace of hidden admiration! He has already chosen the target to take refuge, not the strong second prince Bei Qingzheng, nor the famous third prince Bei Qingyuan, but the prince of this gentleman!