Erha and the others' faces changed suddenly.

They are not lightly injured, and at this time, a few random hands with handles can serve them in one pot.

And listening to the dense sound of horses' hooves, there must have been more than three or five people.

The fight between Zhao Yu and Jiang Nanyue is tedious, but in fact, it is not even enough to make two incense sticks.

Jin Yichuan and the others went to the fifty miles away to kill the Cloud King, counting the distance back and forth, the time of two incense sticks was not realistic at all.

Therefore, the sound of horses' hooves that suddenly appeared was definitely not the wrestlers of the supervision headquarters led by Jin Yichuan!

The bloody wrestlers who were scolded by Zhao Yu glanced at each other the first time they heard the sound of horses' hooves, and then picked up the waist knife on the ground without saying a word, stood up with a slight tremble, and surrounded Zhao Yu in the middle.

After a few breaths, he jumped over the mountain col and appeared in front of Zhao Yu.

When everyone saw Jin Yichuan sitting on horseback, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Behind him, wrestlers appeared one after another, in addition to Jin Yichuan and Lux, there was also a middle-aged man in a brocade robe in the middle of the horse team.

"How did you get back so quickly?"

Zhao Yu looked at Jin Yichuan, who dismounted and came to him, and then looked at the man who was surrounded by the wrestlers, and said with some doubts.

Even if they were all first-class war horses under the army, this war horse did not have wings.

Fifty miles away, how did the two sticks of incense capture the King of Clouds and return to this mountain col?

"If you go back to the adult, your subordinates will lead people to attack for only ten miles, and you will meet them who have reflexively returned......"

Jin Yichuan pointed to the Cloud King behind him, and replied with a fist at Zhao Yu.

It turned out that when the guards beside King Yun were almost chased and killed by Zhao Yu, Jiang Nanyue wanted to stay and stop Zhao Yu and the others.

King Yun is very confident in Jiang Nanyue's skills, not to mention Zhao Yu, even Li Xunhuan is not Jiang Nanyue's opponent.

The overconfident King Yun did not listen to Jiang Nanyue's words and went straight to the capital, but instead took the only two remaining guards and turned back, wanting to see what kind of person this Jinyi Wei Beisi Zhenfu envoy who was chasing him was.

At this glance, he ran into Jin Yichuan, who was about to besiege him, and after a fight, he killed the two guards and brought him back to King Yun by the way.

However, just as Zhao Yu thought before, except for him and Erha, the people in the prison headquarters were quite normal.

Although they captured the Cloud King, Jin Yichuan and the wrestlers did not dare to act rashly, but only planned to bring the Cloud King back to threaten Jiang Nanyue.

Besiege and kill the vassal king, everyone knows what the consequences will be!

"You are Zhu Rui, the Cloud King?"

Zhao Yu, with the support of Erha, came to the front of the Central Cloud King.

Although Zhao Yu had never seen King Yun himself, the first time he saw King Yun, he knew that this guy was definitely King Yun who didn't run away

That shoehorn face is definitely the true inheritance of the old Zhu family!

At this moment, although King Yun has become a prisoner, he still feels good about himself.

Seeing Zhao Yu asking, he raised his nostrils to look at Zhao Yu, and reprimanded condescendingly: "Bold! You are just a slave of the royal family, and you dare to call this king by his name? ”

"Huh."

Zhao Yu heard this, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. This guy is really down!

It's all so special, and you still put yourself on the prince's shelf?

Zhao Yu didn't say much, just walked to a place in the col step by step.

On the ground beneath his feet, there were faint traces of fire not long ago.

And this is the place where the wrestler of the prison headquarters killed himself under the sword of Jing Wuming!

Zhao Yu, who came here, looked at the burns on the ground, and then beckoned behind him without looking back.

"Lord Wang, please!"

Seeing this, Jin Yichuan came to King Yun and made a gesture of invitation coldly.

King Yun looked at Zhao Yu, who was facing away from him, and sneered, and then stepped forward, he wanted to see what this slave of the Zhu family could do with him!

King Yun slowly walked to Zhao Yu's side, and was about to speak, but the corner of his eye inadvertently swept the ground not far from Zhao Yu.

The snow had been cleared, and the open ground was littered with traces of previous burns.

And what shocked King Yun was that on top of this clearing, there were two dead heads side by side!

These two heads, one is Shangguan Jinhong, the leader of the Money Gang, and the other is his princess, Jiang Nanyue!

"Zhao Yu! If you dare to kill the princess, this king will ...... you"

Bang!

Without waiting for King Yun to finish speaking, Zhao Yu directly glanced at Erha next to him, and the knowing Erha sheath was directly knocked on the crook of King Yun's leg.

Where can the pampered Yun Wang endure such pain?

With a bend of his legs, he knelt directly in front of the clearing.

"Princess?"

Zhao Yu turned his head to look at King Yun who was kneeling on the ground, and said with a sneer: "How can a mere princess be worthy of my vain sibling robe?" ”

"Adult ......"

Listening to Zhao Yu's words, King Yun couldn't react for a while, but Jin Yichuan behind him was scared into a cold sweat.

He has been following Zhao Yu for a long time, this sentence fell, combined with Zhao Yu's actions in the past two days, he guessed what Zhao Yu was going to do.

"What are you going to do?"

King Yun looked at Zhao Yu's trembling hand and took an ordinary waist knife handed over by the big man on the side, and his heart was suddenly shocked.

"I am the King of Great Qianyun, do you dare?!"

"Killing the prince is going to destroy the nine clans, Zhao Yu, you have to think clearly!"

"This king is a vassal king, just open your mouth what you want, and this king can not blame the past for what happened before......"

……

The more expressionless Zhao Yu was, the more frightened King Yun felt in his heart.

At this moment, he finally believed that this guy was really here to get his head!

But he's the King of Clouds!

The most noble prince of the royal family!

He Zhao Yu is just a Jinyi Wei Beisi envoy, a domestic slave of the royal family! How dare he do such a rebellious thing?

"I just want one thing......"

Zhao Yu slowly pulled out the ordinary waist knife that the wrestler had wore, and looked at the Yun King who was already terrified with a calm expression.

"What, as long as you can say it, this king will definitely promise you!"

King Yun seemed to grasp the last straw, and nodded in agreement.

Zhao Yu turned his head to look at the place where the wrestler died, and then looked at King Yun and said lightly: "I want your head to sacrifice my robe......

The head?

King Yun was a little blindsided.

He is a dignified prince, and he actually wants to pay a head for a minion?

Just when King Yun was stunned, Zhao Yu, who was already weak, puffed up his last breath and raised his knife to cut off King Yun's head.

Zhao Yu, who was panting, slowed down for a moment, and then picked up the head that King Yun rolled off and gently placed it next to Shangguan Jinhong and Jiang Nanyue's heads.

Brush!

After doing all this, Zhao Yu set up Nalux's waist knife in front of the three heads, and then knelt on one knee.

All the wrestlers from the prison headquarters around watched Zhao Yu kneel, and then restrained the shock in his heart and followed Zhao Yu to kneel.

"Today, I, Zhao Yu, take the king as the head...... Sacrificial robes! ”