Chapter 170: Sacrifice

"Your Majesty, it's raining heavily outside, you have to be careful of the dragon's body!" looked at Zhu Yuming who walked into the heavy rain. The old eunuch hurriedly ran out and used his own clothes to help Zhu Yuming cover the rainstorm in the sky.

"Get out of here!" After pushing the old eunuch to his head, Zhu Yuming looked at the lightning in the sky, and staggered to a stone tablet carved with the three characters of Song Mingguo. Looking at the three big characters of Song Mingguo, Zhu Yuming looked up to the sky and shouted; "Demons are rampant, and corrupt officials are also on the same side! The sky has no eyes! Could it be that the sky is going to kill me, Song Ming? ”

The old eunuch looked at Zhu Yuming, who was looking up to the sky and howling, regardless of the muddy water on his body, he crawled to Zhu Yuming's side from the ground, and kowtowed; "Your Majesty, freezing three feet is not a day's cold, these are not your fault! You need to take care of your dragon's body! ”

Looking at the emperor who refused to come back, Fu Tianqiu and Zuo Qianhu hurriedly rushed out, pulling Zhu Yuming's sleeve and begging; "Your Majesty, as long as you are okay, sooner or later there will be a day when these cows, ghosts, snakes and gods will be eliminated, and I hope you will focus on the overall situation!"

Zhu Yuming sat down on the ground when he heard the sound, and howled and cried; "If these boys and girls are exchanged for peace, then what face will I have to see my ancestors and ancestors! What is the difference between me and the faint king in such a way! ”

Looking at Zhu Yuming, who couldn't stop crying, Zuo Qianhu kneeling in the rain, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes; "Your Majesty, you are a virtuous emperor, and you will definitely be able to open a peaceful and prosperous era in the future. Compared to you, I, Zuo Ling, am worthless, so let me be this wicked person! ”

"Zuo Aiqing!" Looking at Zuo Ling with a determined face, Zhu Yuming trembled and stretched out his hand, wanting to grab his sleeve.

"Your Majesty, take care, Chen Zuoling is gone!" Zuo Qianhu said, got up from the ground, and disappeared into the heavy rain without saying a word.

"O loyal servant! Zuo Aiqing is really a great loyal minister! Zhu Yuming looked at the direction in which Zuo Qianhu disappeared, his eyes flashed, and he cried and said.

The heavy rain was falling, and Zhu Kunming was holding an oil umbrella and looked at Zuo Qianhu with an indifferent face beside him.

"A thousand children, all of whom you personally ordered the city guards to capture! No matter how nice you say, after today, your reputation will stink. For the sake of this emperor's reputation, you are willing to bear this eternal infamy yourself! Is it worth it? ”

Zuo Qianhu looked at the thousands of children who were surrounded together, and after thinking about it, he said indifferently; "There's nothing worthless, my Zuo Ling's reputation doesn't matter. I'm dead, and there will be countless more. But Your Majesty is different, and if Your Majesty's reputation is bad, then there is no hope for the country. ”

Looking at Zuo Qianhu, who was soaked all over, Zhu Kunming sneered; "Hopefully! Hehe, that Zhu Yuming is not a fuel-efficient lamp. This matter is thankless, if it really arouses public anger, do you think he will firmly protect you? ”

The rain kept falling on Zuo Qianhu's body, but he didn't care about it. Because he knew that Zhu Kunming was telling the truth, as long as this turmoil subsided, in order to give everyone an explanation, he could only be the car that was abandoned and kept handsome. And he also understands that at the end of this heavy rain, it may be the end of his life.

Gently stretched out his hand, looking at the raindrops dripping in his palm, the corners of Zuo Qianhu's mouth rose slightly, as if he remembered something happy.

Looking at Zuo Qianhu's appearance, Zhu Kunming was a little strange, because this was still Zhu Kunming, and it was the first time he saw him laughing.

Zhu Kunming pointed to the children who were crying and shouting the word mother in the audience, and said, "You are a martial artist, you should die at the hands of a stronger person, not die so unexplained!" Zuo Qianhu, you shouldn't meddle in this matter, that Zhu Yuming is not worth it! ”

Zuo Qianhu listened, shook his head and said; "Your Majesty has taken me to me, and Your Majesty's affairs are not something that I, as a courtier, can discuss. I didn't intend to live since I accepted this mission. As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who goes to hell! ”

Listening to Zuo Qianhu's words, Zhu Kun made a famous move and took out two jars of old wine from the space.

"I like to fight with the masters, if you die, die at my hands. You know, we haven't really competed yet! Those executioners will only insult your identity. ”

After listening to Zhu Kunming's words, Zuo Qianhu turned his head and looked at him deeply.

"Haha, haha!" Zuo Qianhu laughed and took the wine handed by Zhu Kunming.

Zuo Qianhu slapped the mud seal on the wine jar, and then collided with the wine jar in Zhu Kunming's hand, and said; "Well, you're still above me. If I can die at your hands, I can also be blind! And I have no children, and no one will be sad for me as a butcher. ”

Zhu Kunming looked at Zuo Qianhu deeply, and then the two of them picked up the wine jar and drank it in a big gulp.

While the two were silent, a soldier ran over, knelt on one knee in the rain, and said; "Thousands of households, my subordinates have already counted, a thousand children, one is not a lot."

"Smack!" Zuo Qianhu slammed the wine jar in his hand, then straightened his collar, and said with a fist at Zhu Kunming; "Master Zhu, please."

Zhu Kunming listened, threw the invitation in his hand and threw it on top of the child.

The invitation letter that came to the children's heads emitted a burst of red light, shining on the children. In the red light of the invitation, with a scream, countless arms stretched out from the ground and grabbed at the children.

"Woohoo, woo! Mom, I want Mommy! ”

"Mommy save me! Mommy save me! ”

The children, who were covered by the red light, looked at the outstretched arms on the ground, some screamed, some cried, and some fainted in fright.

There were so many arms sticking out of the ground that it didn't matter how the kids dodged and struggled. In this small red circle of light, there is no way to escape the capture of these arms.

Look at the children who are crying and screaming, and are being pulled into the ground. Zuo Qianhu's cold gaze still revealed a trace of unbearability.

As the arm continued to grasp, when the last child disappeared to the ground, a voice that was both dull and joyful suddenly came out of the aperture.

"The world! It's the taste of the world! Hahahaha! My Montenegro is back again! I'm back again! With the sound of laughter, the ground slowly cracked open a large crack. And in the crack in the ground, two thick skeletal arms stretched out from it.

"Haha, my good nephew, your uncle and I'm here!" As soon as the voice fell, the man in the crack in the ground transformed into a huge skeleton wearing a golden crown and a robe.

(End of chapter)