() Chapter 16 Forgery: The Body of the Earthquake North

"Sky City Lord, is this my friend?" Yang Liu'er frowned, showing a hint of displeasure, endured the sour water churning in her stomach, and still patiently asked euphemistically, "How does this prove that he is my friend?"

Early the next morning, Changkong Wuji put aside the troubles caused by slaves, devoted himself to pleasing Zhao Yi, and took Zhao Yi to the scene of the Colosseum. The Colosseum still stands, in the light of the morning sun, under the dry bloodstains, and beneath the magnificence and sacredness is blood and cruelty, which is so evident for the first time by the environment.

The battlefield had been cleaned, leaving only a corpse lying on the ground, scarred, and most shockingly, the face had been trampled by the horse's hooves, which was completely unrecognizable.

"Miss Yang Liu'er, this is the most similar slave according to your description. "The battle was so fierce that the slaves were unarmed, and most of the corpses on the ground were unrecognizable. ”

Changkong Wuji motioned to his subordinates to flip the corpse, trying to let Zhao Yi see the whole body, and when the corpse's shoes were peeled off, revealing the soles of his feet, Zhao Yi suddenly threw himself on the corpse and cried loudly.

Xiao Cui was stunned, hurriedly supported Zhao Yi, and asked in a low voice, "Is it really Young Master Lie?"

"Miss Yang Liu'er, is he really your friend?" Changkong Wuji held back the ecstasy in his heart, squatted down and asked softly: "The dead are dead, the living should cherish it, Miss Yang Liu'er, please mourn and change." ”

Zhao Yi's eyes rippled with tears, he forcibly endured the knife-like pain in his heart, slowly stood up, and hissed: "That's right, he has three moles on the soles of his left foot, and when he was a child, there were elders who said that he would definitely be a general in the future." I can't be mistaken, I didn't expect ......."

Zhao Yi couldn't cry, and didn't pay attention to the smug that flashed in Changkong Wuji's eyes, this was evidence that Changkong Wuji spent a lot of money to find someone to forge, which broke Zhao Yi's mind, and Changkong Wuji just took advantage of the void to enter.

"Miss Yang Liu'er, tomorrow I will send someone to send your friend's body back to China. Changkong Wuji said pretendedly: "I know that the most important thing for Orientals is to return to the roots, and in this way, it will also fulfill your friend's last wish." ”

"No need. Zhao Yi slowly calmed down, regained the demeanor of a princess, and said coldly: "Just find a good place in Marseille and choose a day to bury." ”

But in a moment, the pain came and went suddenly, Zhao Yi suddenly found that he was not actually very sad, but had a kind of relaxation, which was a very strange feeling, didn't he love Lie Zhenbei? Or did that love have disappeared unconsciously?

Zhao Yi doesn't know what kind of feelings Lie Zhenbei has for him, and now, he can't figure out what kind of feelings he has for Lie Zhenbei...... Are you really tired?

Xiao Cui looked at Zhao Yi with a blank eye, as if she didn't know the master in front of her, but for the first time in many days, seeing Zhao Yihui's demeanor as a princess, Xiao Cui was also very happy, and followed Zhao Yi into the carriage and returned to the city lord's mansion.

Changkong Wuji rode a horse, thinking about what to do below in order to capture Zhao Yifang's heart, whether to go straight and neat, or to simmer slowly, so that Zhao Yi could spend this sad time first.

The absent-minded Changkong Wuji didn't see an inconspicuous gray-clothed man on the side of the road looking at the passing carriage with a smile, and deliberately glanced at Changkong Wuji, and a trace of laughter flashed in his deep eyes, like joy, mockery, and helplessness.

The next day, after dealing with the funeral affairs of Zhao Yi's so-called friend, that is, the third day that Li Yuxuan led the slaves to leave Marseille, Changkong Wuji accompanied Zhao Yi, who was depressed, in the city lord's mansion, at this time, the chief of the guard walked in hurriedly and said, "City lord......"

"Go out, what are you doing in a panic?Where did you run away with your usual composure?" Changkong Wuji reprimanded, accompanying Zhao Yi, who was in a low mood all day, suppressed it for too long, and finally released it.

The chief of the guard retreated, and Changkong Wuji said softly to Zhao Yi: "Miss Yang Liu'er, the past is over, don't dwell on the past, look forward to the future, okay?"

Zhao Yi raised his head and said softly, "Thank you, Sky City Lord, I will." ”

Changkong Wuji feigned anger and said: "Why do you still call me the city lord, Miss Yang Liu'er is too outside, right?"

Zhao Yi smiled reluctantly and said, "You don't call me Miss Yang Liu'er, it's really troublesome to the city lord these days, you still have business, so I will delay the city lord." ”

"Well, I'll go first. "Changkong Wuji is no longer in love with children, and he walked out after speaking.

"City Lord, report urgently. The chief of the guard saw Changkong Wuji come out and anxiously sent the information.

"Before dawn, the ranks of slaves departed, leaving only two thousand slaves. Changkong Wuji saw it, his face immediately darkened, the green tendons on his hands burst out, grabbed the parchment, rubbed his hands, and the information turned into powder and floated in the air.

The chief of the guard saw the angry Changkong Wuji, and stood in place and did not dare to say anything.

"What the hell are they doing?" asked Samurai Wuji as he quickly calmed down. The first two days were 200 miles a day, which did not look like a fugitive procession at all, and on the third day it suddenly accelerated to leave, why? What about the rest of the slaves? The urgent report did not state the reason.

The head of the guard didn't dare to take over the topic casually, feeling the coldness of the long sky, and his heart was uneasy.

Changkong Wuji didn't expect this chief guard to give him an answer, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Call Ye Feng to me, and we'll leave for Dams immediately." ”

"Yes. "The chief guard is about to leave.

"Wait. Changkong Wuji called the chief of the guard, thought for a while, and ordered: "Order the guards to strictly guard the city lord's mansion, and after we leave, no one will come in, and no one will be allowed to leave." ”

"Yes, I'll go right away. The chief guard was relieved, and ran away, looking so faithful.

Compared to Changkong Wuji's anger, Li Yuxuan seemed helpless, there were still two hundred and fifty miles away from Danms, if he couldn't arrive quickly, and when Changkong Wuji arrived in time, it would be difficult to leave Frank, so much effort was wasted.

What happened to Marseille, Li Yuxuan knew very well, although he was followed by a scout brigade, but the information often appeared in the predetermined resting place in front. But Li Yuxuan didn't understand why Zhao Yi would be so cooperative and help contain Changkong Wuji.

The guards of the Purple Bamboo Forest beside Zhao Yi can take Zhao Yi away at any time, even if the sky is free, she can't stop it, she has no reason to stay in Marseille's wolf's den.

"Family Master, what do you want?" Li Fang saw Li Yuxuan's brows furrowed, and asked, "Isn't Elder Li Xia already arranged in Dames, what are you worried about?"

"No, I'm not worried. Li Yuxuan shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm thinking, my image, it's all ruined by you." ”

"It's good, such a head of the family is like a man. Lang Zhong said angrily.

"When did I not look like a man anymore. Li Yuxuan couldn't help but feel angry.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're still a boy. Lang Zhong laughed heartily: "Haha......"