Chapter 355: The Princess Who Eloped

Two days later,

A man dressed as an ordinary civilian, aimlessly walking through the bustling streets of Stormwind, looking around from time to time, and then quickly retracting his gaze. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, a pair of heavily armed knights of the Holy Cross hurried by.

Although rescuing Qu Ling has become a major matter of the current Night Sakura organization with the consent of the leader of the Night Sakura, Yuli, Tu Geming knows that Qu Ling actually has no relationship with the Night Sakura at all, and even if there is, it is with himself. Tu Ge had no way to save Qu Ling when he saw death, and there was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire ahead, and he couldn't stop it. Even if you know that it is a trap set by Rodchenpos, you have to jump into it without hesitation. At this time, Tug came to Stormwind City for only one purpose: to find out the location of the guillotine execution tomorrow, as well as the escape routes around it. Rodchenprès was very cunning and did not immediately announce the location, but only said in general terms that the death penalty would be carried out, and there were only two types of death penalty in the dynasty, hanging and beheading. The former is generally aimed at those who commit crimes and are extremely vicious, while the latter is a kind of main punishment used against those who fornicate with the enemy country and betray the dynasty.

Because of the repeated attacks on Stormwind City, there are obviously a lot more patrols of the Holy Cross Knights on the street. This is, of course, what Tug himself thinks.

"You go over there and look for it! the rest of the people come with me!" Vos, who had become the captain, gave orders in an orderly manner, and his face was obviously a little anxious, looking like he was looking for someone!

Hiding in the corner, Tug stood sideways in front of the fruit stall to sell things, so as to avoid the Holy Cross squad that patrolled the streets one after another.

"What the hell is going on? Scared to this point? No! it's something else!" Tugg frowned and thought of a possibility.

"That......... Sir!" a timid voice sounded beside Tug.

Tu Ge glanced at the other party, and then pretended to meet for the first time, and said in a civilian tone with a blank face: "Beautiful noble lady, is there anything you need me to order?"

"Have we met somewhere?" is also dressed as a civilian, but deliberately dressed as a civilian, unable to hide the natural beauty of a princess, Tu Ge naturally saw the girl next to Mirandia. It is the sister who did everything possible to get rid of in Mu Xi's mouth, that is, Princess Mosilia of the current Tudor dynasty.

"No, Miss, you must have recognized the wrong person!" Tu Ge covered his face and replied coldly,

"And what do you call me Miss Noble?" said Mosilia with a treacherous smile.

After hearing this, Tug didn't say a word, and was about to turn around and leave, but Mosilia grabbed the corner of his clothes and dragged Tug to prevent him from leaving.

Turg thought to himself, who lives next door to Mary?

"Eh, why are you like this! You've seen it, but you've forgotten it? I haven't forgotten, it's you who was in the arena in the first place, right? You bastard!" Mosilia, who shouted loudly behind Tug, immediately attracted the attention of many people, including the Knights of the Holy Cross who heard the news.

Tu Ge looked at the six directions, "Miss, you really recognize the wrong person, the person you know should be my long-lost brother! Thank you for telling me the news that he is still alive, I am going to look for him, goodbye!" Tu Ge said quickly, taking advantage of the fact that the other party was fooled by himself and had not yet woken up, he left quickly. After turning a corner, he found Voss Inff coming towards him, and he was shocked, and stood quietly facing the wall, opened his crotch, and then whistled at the wall as if nothing happened, looking leisurely and complacent.

"Captain, there's someone here who defecates in the open! Do you want to stop him?"

"Don't meddle in your business, we have more important tasks!" frowned, looking at this person's unqualified back with hatred, Vos Ingfu didn't pay attention to it so much, and hurried over with the team quickly.

"Whew-" Tug secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Glancing at the patrol in the distance, he was about to leave this place of right and wrong. "I've seen it all! You're the Turge! You're the one from the Night Sakura!" Mosilia's voice sounded ghostly, silently behind Turge.

Frightened, Tug was excited.

"Miss, did I say it all, that's my long-lost brother, you see, ......it's a flying saucer! they're looking for you!" Tug pointed to the end of the corner, and another group of Holy Cross members hurried aisle.

"Hey!" waited for her to turn around and look at Tug who had already run away, and her teeth itched with hatred.

What's the matter with this person? Why is it so difficult? Tu Ge thought to himself whether to knock the other party unconscious, and threw it at the door of the Vatican.

"Don't change the subject!I'm telling you, your wanted portrait is plastered all over Stormwind!Hmph, you won't be able to get out without my help!" said Mocelia, who had fallen into the other party, with a smile.

After hearing this, Tug swaggered down the street in Mosilia's dumbfounded eyes, swaggering through the market.

"Hey, you do this again, believe it or not, I'll reveal your identity to the public, so that you can grab it and send it to the guillotine right now, just like that Qu Ling Grand Magister!" Mosilia looked at the man in front of her angrily, she just wanted to ask for something, why was it so difficult? I really wanted to reveal my identity, call the person of the Holy Cross, knock this man unconscious, and throw him on the guillotine.

"What are you doing with me? If you expose me, don't you expose yourself, if I guessed correctly, you sneaked out, right?" said Tug, haggling over the stall boss and walking with the fruit he had just bought, talking to Mosilia. There is no pickiness in expressions and movements.

"You're right!" Mosilia grinned shyly. The fruit that Tu Ge had just bought, secretly grabbed one, and gnawed it boldly with confidence.

"What do you want to do?" After several streets without getting rid of the heel, Tug stood still in the corner, saw that there was no one around, and removed the cover around his neck. "Is it fun to follow me?"

"It's fun, it's fun, it's like cat and mouse, it's fun!" said Mocelia, grinning and clapping her little hands.

"Give me a soft sound!" Tugg looked around. Slowly pulled out the extremely sharp Buddha lotus and put it on the other party's neck, and said: "Now you can say it, what do you do with me, you know the result of saying the wrong thing, I don't care if you are a Tudor king or a princess or something, since you have found out, you can reluctantly stay here!"

"Take me away!" said Micilia in a startling voice.

"What? where is it taking you? hell or night cherry blossoms?" Turg wondered if Missilea's brain had burned out, could it be that she was just as unconventional as her brother.

"You Ye Sakura are going to save that Qu Ling, right? I'll take you there, okay?"

"What is your purpose?" Tu Ge asked, weighing for a moment and deciding to take back the Buddha Lotus.

"Take me away! I'm tired of life in a birdcage like this in the palace, and I'm going to fly!" said Mosilia, who spun around in place, opened her hands and made a flying gesture, her blonde hair, the same color as her wooden hair, fluttering in the wind of her simple skirt.

"How about it? Tug have you thought about it? I'll take you to the guillotine first, and then you can elope with me!

"Poof—" Tug couldn't help choking on his own saliva. He coughed violently several times in succession, wondering if his ears had heard it wrong.

"Elope, you might as well give me to the Holy Cross! If I kidnap you, do you think your father will let me go?

"Then you can do well, have mercy on me!" Mosilia was full of pleading, knowing that although the man in front of her was from the night cherry blossom, she would be able to follow him to a wider stage and see the most beautiful things, and she would not go back until she saw something better.

"No!" Tug replied.

"Well, since that's the case!" Mosilia slowly walked to the interface, took a deep breath, and brewed a terrible emotion.

"Okay, okay, I promise you, I promise you, can't you?" Tug covered Mosilia's mouth with a headache and dragged it back, and Mosilia stood at the corner of the street and shouted casually, and the countless Knights of the Holy Cross would arrive and immediately dismantle him.

"That's right, follow this princess, you definitely have a bite of meat to eat!"

"Forget about the meat, after the transaction is completed, don't bother me!" Tu Ge planned to know the news of the guillotine, and directly give this girl to Mu Xi, let him take care of it himself, the headache will be good, in short, he doesn't care.

Along

"Eh, Tuge, are you really her servant, or is she your servant!

"Tuge, Tuge, look! What a beautiful ornament! Can you buy it for me? I really want to wear it!"

"Do you think I'm beautiful?"

"Eh, you wait for me! Look! Look at it! That food is so exquisite, I really want to taste it, let's go eat it together!" "Eat it, maybe my voice will be much quieter!"

......

I don't know how many times I have escaped the patrols of the Knights of the Holy Cross, and the most dangerous one is that Voss Ingf stood directly in front of the two of them and conducted an interrogation in person.

"Captain, it's been a day, and I haven't even seen the shadow of a princess, is it already out of the city?"

"Not yet!" news came from the defenders of the city, the princess did not leave the city, everyone hold on, maybe you will find it in a while, and you don't want to go to dinner with your head on the ground, right?" Voss Inff said with a "bloody" encouragement.

"Yes, Captain!"

The sound of terrifying neat steps sounded, and pairs of centaurs once again patrolled the streets of Stormwind in high spirits, their eyes blazing. No tiredness!