Chapter Seventy-Three: I'll Kill You, Is It Wronged?

The Imperial Dynasty's Zhao Prison was heavily guarded, and the jailer pressed an extremely tall alien with a sack wrapped around his head, and he turned around the road several times before daring to take it to the lower level.

Mobei people are like wolves, with very smart noses, and they can find out by themselves if they don't get dizzy for a while.

The jailer looked at this person cautiously, and said in his heart: There must have been an accident above, and several big characters have come in a row.

They have lived at the bottom of Zhao Prison all their lives, and they have never seen the sky outside, and the more insects live underground, the more they know when it will rain.

Most of the prisoners at the bottom don't know where this is, some die before they can figure it out, and of course a small number of lucky ones will be released.

The jailer sighed, none of this could be understood by a little person like them.

The man he was holding moved his fingers, as if sensing something, and looked through the sackcloth hood to a cell. The jailer's heart tightened, and he hurriedly grabbed the rope, thinking that he was going to kill himself by hitting the wall.

In that cell lived a noble son, with sharp and good-looking facial features, gentle and gentle when speaking, most of the time just sitting quietly with his eyes closed, and a very special existence in the wailing Zhao Prison.

Long as jade, beautiful scenery and moonlight, probably such a person.

It's a pity that such people may not be able to go out again.

Thinking so, the jailer heard a very small noise coming from the cell, and he pulled the prisoner inside with curiosity.

"Linghe Chi Xuan." The voice was soft, coming through the thick stone walls of the cell.

The man who was being led suddenly tensed, and he turned in that direction and stood still. His throat moved, and suddenly a burst of laughter broke out, "His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Even if the jailer lives underground all year round, he knows the meaning of these four words. The gentle man sitting inside was Su Jiuli, the crown prince of the dynasty.

The meeting between the royal family and nobles took place in Zhao Prison, which was really funny.

It seems that in the confrontation between the two, no one got a little cheap. Ling He Chi Xuan had a different heart, when he brought the portrait of Princess Mobei into the imperial city, he should have expected that there would be today.

He wants too much, food and grass, harmony, and the preservation of his own life, and people who are rigid and conceited often end up like this.

It's just that it shouldn't be here, or it shouldn't die in the Central Plains.

But it doesn't matter, Emperor Chengwen didn't dare to kill him. Mobei is begging for no chance to send troops, and Emperor Chengwen only wants to calm things down now. As long as Emperor Chengwen didn't want to go to war for a moment, Ling He Chi Xuan would be able to stay comfortably in Zhao Prison.

It was probably the safest place he could have imagined.

"I thought you were a bloody man. Loser. The voice was soft, as if it was spilling down from the top of his head, and fell on Ling He Chi Xuan.

The black shadow stood under the flickering candle flame, and the firelight fell under Jiuli's eyes, dimming the south.

The instinct of the head wolf made Ling He Chi Xuan immediately provoke and pounce on Jiu Li, and the person in front of him suddenly disappeared, he threw his fists and feet into the air, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Huh." The voice came from behind him, still loud.

Ling He Chi Xuan's gaze swept around, and there was nothing in the darkness, "You are a human or a ghost." ”

This tall and slender Central Plains man suddenly erupted with a strong killing intent around him, and rushed straight towards Linghe Chi Xuan without reservation.

In an instant, the cold air swept in, and Ling He Chi Xuan had no way to retreat, and was pinched by Jiu Li's throat.

The hard stone wall didn't make a sound at all, and he leaned against the wall, his claws increasing until he couldn't breathe.

All beliefs collapsed at this moment, and Su Jiuli wanted to kill him, and there was not even any language exchange between you and me, and he was straightforward and indifferent.

"You can't kill me, kill me and you'll be finished. Once Mobei goes to war with the dynasty, how long can you live here with such an identity? Su Jiuli, you can't kill me. ”

Jiuli tilted his head to look at him with interest, and said jokingly, "Then what are you going to do?" ”

"Let me go, I'll keep you out, Mobei will let you out."

"You have long been sold by Mobei, and since you came here, they have no intention of letting you go back. No matter who killed you. ”

"You can't kill me, I'm your uncle. Son, I'm your uncle. ”

"Linghe Chi Xuan." Jiuli let go of him, blew on his fingertips, and said in disgust, "I have a question for you." ”

Ling He Chi Xuan sat down on the ground and breathed heavily, "You ask, you ask." ”

"The hot spring palace is located in the mountain behind Lingming Mountain, a step away from the temple. The queen's mother gave Lin Wanqi a post to pray for blessings in the mountains, and Emperor Chengwen issued an order to allow you to recuperate in the hot spring palace, don't you really know what you want to do? ”

No one thought that Jiuli would ask like this, and Ling He Chi Xuan couldn't have imagined that he had played such a big game of chess, it was actually because the queen designed Chaoling in the Hot Spring Palace.

He involuntarily retreated to the wall, and the impermeable haven was now a prison to kill him.

If Linghe Chi Xuan is the cunning head wolf of Mobei, then Jiuli is a tiger lurking between the mountains and forests. At this moment he had opened his eyes, ready to deliver the final blow to him.

"I'll kill you, right?"

Ling He Chi Xuan roared angrily, "Su Jiuli, you don't even want your life for a woman? You lunatic, lunatic. “

His waving fist was clenched, and Jiu Li's smile became the last thing he saw in his eyes, "Kill you, and I will live." ”

Jiuli never wanted to let Ling He Chi Xuan go, he had to die in prison, in what Emperor Chengwen thought was the safest place, under the iron wall.

irrefutably announced to the world that the final important figure of the Mobei Mission died in the royal prison.

Then Jiuli must not die, no matter what crime he is charged, he must keep it. After all, Emperor Chengwen couldn't afford to fight this battle.

He looked coldly at Ling He Chi Xuan's body on the ground, passed through the wall and left the cell. After all, who would have thought that it was the "cellmate" next door who killed Ling He Chi Xuan.

Because of the sudden death of Linghe Chixuan, Emperor Chengwen was forced to order Su Jiuli to take Lingming Mountain to recuperate, which is called recuperation, but in fact, it is a captivity, until he dies of old age.

The Pleiades Star Monarch emerged from the wall, "Your Excellency, the concubines are tired of saying the words "will be punished by heaven." ”

Jiuli was arranging the pastry-making utensils in a row to admire, and his slender fingers touched them one by one but he couldn't know where to start. "Concubine?"

Pleiades smacked his head, he must have been working overtime to change his life book recently.

The great priest of their family, with his mana and handsome face, has made countless goddesses dream of the iceberg beautiful man, but he has a love brain. Whenever he gets involved with the little young gentleman in Fengdu, he immediately awakens the crazy criticism attribute.

It's good now, the Lord of the Netherworld. Imprison yourself here, wash your hands and make soup and wait for your little lover to come.

"Your Excellency, don't you want to return to the Heavenly Realm at all?" Pleiades asked what he had been wondering about.

"What do you think?"

"I'm definitely going back, it's destiny. However, it will take a while to be able to drag it out. I just ......." he pinched the dough and tried to make it into the sugar cake that Chaoling liked in the past, "I want to see more of how she loves me." ”

Once he returned to the Heavenly Realm, he was the Lord of the Netherworld, and she was the eternal sinner who stole Nuwa Stone and fell into the Demon Path.

It's just that he is a mortal now, but he is trapped here, and he really hopes to die here with Chaochao.

The heavenly realm thought that it was a coincidence, and the day before Chaoling fell into the demon, the great priest ordered Jiuli to go down to the mortal world.

The truth is that he calculated a hexagram early and knew that she would have this catastrophe and wait for her here early.

His love roots have been planted for more than 30,000 years, and they have long been unable to be pulled out. That's it, he's happy.

Jiuli was wrapped in the quilt and looked at the twilight Sihe, the hamster hid in the cave and couldn't feel the wind and snow around him, and he fell asleep warmly. In the dream, there was a girl who gently hugged him and kissed him on the side of his face.

"Chaochao."

"Your Highness, Your Highness, wake up. Something went wrong. ”

Jiuli opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Cheng Yu standing beside the bed, a chill in his heart, he wouldn't have made a spring dream to Cheng Yu just now.

"Get out." Jiuli said evilly.

"Your Highness, Your Highness." Cheng Yu didn't care about anything else, and helped Jiuli up from the bed, "Just now, the secret guard came with news from Ouchi and said, ......."

Jiu Li suddenly sensed that something was wrong, and a chill surged into his chest, "What do you say?" ”

"Say..... General Lin died. Cheng Yu's shoulder was pinched by Jiu Li, and he gasped, "Send the secret guard to pick up General Lin...... I saw a coffin in front of the gate of the Taihe Temple. ”

"Is it Lin Chaochao when you see the coffin? Are you crazy? ”

The secret guard secretly opened it, and it was General Lin who was lying inside..... No more breathing. ”

For a while, the world was spinning, and everything around him became very strange to Jiuli.

Chaoling is here to cross the catastrophe in the mortal world, she wants to finish Lin Wanqi's life, assist Su Jiuli to ascend to the throne, and then kill the monarch and rebel, she will not give up Lin Wanqi's body as a last resort.

The demon bones have not yet been completed, she only has a soul, where can she go?

Jiuli forced himself to calm down, but the thunder and blizzard outside the house could not fool anyone.

Pleiades thought about whether to show up, and he tried all kinds of ways to enter Chaoling's divine consciousness, but he couldn't get in touch with her. The entire altar was empty.

Impossible, impossible.

That's Fengdu Xiaojun.