Distress

Knowing that they would definitely not let her touch the wine. During the meal, Hua Yuqiong quietly bought several bottles of Yimeng drunk in the name of adding vegetables, and stuffed her brain into the space, and then satisfactorily ordered what dishes to add.

After finishing the meal, a few people walked into a teahouse, sat on the second floor with an excellent view, ate refreshments, and listened to the storyteller on the first floor.

I only heard that Mr. Storyteller opened his mouth and continued: "The emperor looked down and looked pale! It's just because what he is stepping on is a piece of blood-drenched human flesh! ”

There were also children in the audience, and as soon as they heard this, the timid ones immediately got into the arms of the adults around them, but their eyes looked at the storyteller again, looking forward to his next words.

The young man was heroic, stepping on human flesh, his face did not change, he stopped and looked at the pale emperor with cold eyes, and sneered wantonly! The emperor was terrified and hurriedly called the name of the strong man under his command, but who knew that the strong man turned a deaf ear......"

Hua Yuqiong raised her eyebrows slightly, and finally listened back to the book, but actually heard her head.

Zhai Zilan and Cheng Yuqi both witnessed it with their own eyes, so they naturally knew that what this storyteller was talking about was painting Yuqiong.

"I only heard the young man sneer, the long sword in his hand pointed directly at the emperor, and the name of the strong man was evoked in his mouth......"

"Bang!"

With a sudden loud bang and a crackling sound, an angry shout followed.

"Who?!"

"The one who wants your life!"

The crowd who was still listening attentively was shocked, and one by one they got up in a panic and rushed out of the door. The storyteller was also so frightened that he hid under the table.

The four of them immediately protected the city lord's wife and Xin Ying'er behind them, and wrinkled their eyebrows to look at the box that had been broken open from the inside.

Hua Yuqiong glanced at the door that had been blocked by the flow of people, and her eyes fell on the window next to the street.

"Ning Qiyun, Cheng Yuqi, you take your wife and Ying'er out of there through the window, and I will be the queen of Zilan!"

"Good!" The two nodded, "Be careful!" ”

After speaking, the two of them turned around and ran backwards with the city lord's wife and Xin Ying'er. Hua Yuqiong and Zhai Zilan kept up with them while being alert to danger.

Several people in the box have already hit the outside from the inside. Several black-clothed killers were haunted, and the two men in Tsing Yi dressed in uniform were wounded, and they had to be distracted to protect the women in Tsing Yi behind them, obviously about to be overwhelmed.

The woman's abdomen in Tsing Yi was red, and blood gushed out from her fingers covering her abdomen.

One of the men yelled at her, "Your Highness! Come on! ”

Hua Yuqiong looked at the woman in Tsing Yi who fled towards them, and frowned slightly.

"Bang!"

Ning Qiyun kicked open the window sash, and sent the city lord's wife and Xin Ying'er to the ground safely with Cheng Yuqi.

The woman in Tsing Yi covered her tearing and painful wounds, looked at the two people in front of her who were about to jump out of the window, and asked for help with all her might: "Childe! Please, both of you, help me! I'm the eldest princess of Beiqi, and I can give you whatever you want! Please, save me! ”

Zhai Zilan glanced at Hua Yuqiong, who shook her head, not wanting to get involved.

The woman in Tsing Yi was injured and couldn't run far at all, so she staggered and fell to the ground. She clutched her wounds in pain, a hint of despair passing through her eyes.

Is this going to be the end of her life??

Hua Yuqiong suddenly paused, sniffed slightly, and suddenly turned around and walked in front of the woman in Tsing Yi, squatting down to look at her blood flowing on the ground.