Chapter 310: Loyal Minister

"If you become a king or lose a king, I have nothing to say." Nangong Qing closed her eyes.

Staring at him coldly, a smile appeared at the corner of Nangong Ding's mouth, and he suddenly asked, "Your Majesty, your condition seems to have improved?"

"Humph!"

Snorted coldly, Nangong Qing didn't pay attention.

Nodding his head, Nangong Ding understood that Nangong Qing was pretending to be sick today to numb himself.

Then, he looked outside the door at Situ Wuwu, who was still healing himself.

"Mowgli Qirui, go and control him."

"Yes!" The two were commanded.

This situation is unscrupulous.

Together with Sun Qirui, he rushed out of the palace, and the forbidden army in the imperial city was without Situ Wuwu, so he didn't dare to take the initiative to attack at all.

Just lined up, brandishing swords, trying to protect their master.

"Go away!" Sun Qirui spoke coldly.

"Your rulers are no longer able to protect you, so there is no need to send you to death." Xiao Wuji agreed.

Everyone trembled and looked at each other, and some couldn't help but glance at Situ Wuwu behind him, seeing that he still closed his eyes, his face was pale, and he didn't know whether to let or not.

"Brothers, as the forbidden army of the Imperial City, where is the face of letting people arrest the commander like this?"

I don't know who shouted in the crowd.

The morale of the army seems to have stabilized a lot immediately, after all, they are the forbidden army of the imperial city, they are well-trained, and they are usually arrogant, how can they ever surrender.

"Resist to the death." The man continued to shout.

"Resist to the death!"

"Resist to the death!"

"Resist to the death!"

The rest of the people raised their swords in agreement.

Xiao Wuji and Sun Qirui glanced at each other, and their fighting spirit soared together.

The two still have a tacit understanding.

"Boom"

The figure flew out, and the two of them tried to break up the formation of the forbidden army, one left and one right.

Without Situ Wuwu's command, the Imperial City Forbidden Army would be the opponent of these two earth-level masters.

"Ahh

For a while, the screams came one after another, and the body of the forbidden army was like a kite with a broken string, constantly flying upside down.

In less than a moment, the man on the ground turned on his back.

Without Nangong Ding's order, Xiao Wuji and the two did not make a heavy hand, but only made them incapacitated.

The forbidden army, which had not yet fallen, still did not change its face and rushed forward without hesitation.

"Stop!"

At this time, Situ Wuwu finally spoke up.

He slowly stood up from the ground clutching his chest.

Although his face was not as blue as before, he was still pale.

After receiving a blow from Wu Hongxian, not dying is already considered a creation.

Of course, he knew that it was the other party who kept his hand.

He staggered to the two of them, his eyes were like torches, and he forgot to glance at the hall in the distance.

There is the Son of David who he guards day and night, but at this time, he knows that he no longer has the ability to continue to protect Nangong Qing.

Turning his head again, he glanced at the brother who had followed him for many years, and Situ Wuwu looked sad.

"Don't fight, I'll kill you."

He was seriously injured, not to mention Xiao Wuji and Sun Qirui, any Xuan-level master could put him to death.

He didn't want the group of brothers to add unnecessary casualties.

The two looked at each other and nodded, and the left and right bullied each other together, controlling Situ Wuwu.

"Commander!".

Seeing this, the group of forbidden soldiers who had not yet fallen were indignant, and the swords in their hands were still not put down.

They also want to fight again, and they want to protect the dignity of the forbidden army in the imperial city with their deaths.

"Stand down!" Situ Wuwu shouted.

"After I leave, everything will be arranged by King Zhao."

As soon as these words came out, even Xiao Wuji and Sun Qirui were stunned.

They didn't expect that the dignified Heavenly Rank master, the commander of the Imperial City Forbidden Army, would surrender so quickly.

The rest of the forbidden army all gritted their teeth and clenched their swords in their hands.

Xiao Wuji had no doubt that as long as Situ Wuwu decided to fight again, this group of forbidden troops would be very terrifying in combat effectiveness if they were on the verge of death.

They are all very experienced people on the battlefield, and they know that the most terrifying thing there is not a master, but an opponent who is not afraid of death.

"Don't you even listen to my orders? Lay down your sword." Situ Wuwu said again.

Forbidden Army, you look at me, I look at you, and still no one has put it down.

Finally, one person seemed to be their leader, he understood what Situ Wuwu meant, and with a wave of his hand, he stopped them who were about to move.

"Bang Dang"

The man was the first to throw his sword on the ground.

"Listen to the Commander, lay down your sword."

There are one and two, and the rest of the forbidden army held back their anger and threw their swords on the ground.

Xiao Wuji and Sun Qirui breathed a sigh of relief, they didn't want blood to splash the palace.

Bringing Situ Wuwu into the dormitory, Sun Qirui opened his mouth and said, "Lord Wang, Situ Wuwu brings."

Turning around, Nangong Ding stared at him, and then pointed at Nangong Qing on the bed with his right hand: "Do you still want to be loyal to him now?"

"Loyal ministers don't care about the two masters, even if they die, I am also the commander of His Majesty's forbidden army."

Situ Wuwu raised his head slightly, with a look of disdain.

"Is such a mediocre and incompetent, self-righteous man worthy to be the son of David?" Nangong Ding asked angrily.

"Your Majesty's merits and demerits are judged by history, and you and I have no right to discuss them. But I know that if I switch to you today, King Zhao, I will be drowned in the saliva of history." Situ Wuwu said unusually calmly.

Immediately afterward, he threw a contemptuous and angry glance at Wu Hongxian, and continued:

"Besides, I'm not like some people who are brazen and eat their master's food in the open, and in turn bite their master like a mad dog."

When did a master like Wu Hongxian ever receive such insults.

As soon as he clenched his fists, his whole body was full of energy, and he was about to step forward and kill Situ Wuwu.

"Huh!"

Nangong Ding stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Gonggong Wu, he is already a trapped beast in a cage, what are you doing with him?"

He turned his head and continued to stare at Situ Wuwu, walked from the right side of his body to the left, and continued to ask:

"You are a master of the Heavenly Rank, and you are one in ten thousand in Shenzhou, this king loves Cai, I ask you one last time, are you willing to vote for me?"

"Lord Wang, you still kill me, right?"

After speaking, Situ Wuwu closed his eyes.

"You're really not afraid of death?"

Nangong Ding narrowed his eyes and asked.

With a disdainful smile, Situ Wuwu simply closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Nangong Ding raised his palm and said angrily in his mouth: "You want to be a hero, and this king will fulfill you."

The right hand slammed down, with the momentum of thunder.

Situ Wuwu was still smiling, and his face did not change at all.

Seeing that he was about to die at the hands of Nangong Ding, the latter paused his palm and stopped at the place where he touched Situ Wuwu's eyebrows.

"Good!" Nangong Ding closed his palm: "This king appreciates you."

Then he said to Xiao Wuji and Sun Qirui, "Take him back to the Tsing Yi Si Prison and keep him under strict guard."

"Yes!"

The two left with Situ Wuwu.

Nangong Qing on the bed, looking at all this, his heart was like ashes, and he never spoke.

The plan he had been thinking about was burned down under Wu Hongxian's betrayal.

"Where's the jade seal?"

Nangong Ding didn't want to say more useless words to him, so he asked directly.

"If I say it, will I still live?" Nangong Qing sneered.