Cui Qinghe shook his head.

How can this be blamed on Steward Yan? Everyone is looking for a truth and a clear name for a person. Everything else, in fact, doesn't matter.

What's more, as early as the day before they came, Cui Qinghe and others had already put life and death out of the way, and it was very likely that they would die when they came here, no one could say for sure. But no one cared.

Cui Qinghe shook his drowsy head, only to feel that the scene in front of him was shaking. If you want to blame, you can only blame it, they don't know people clearly, and mistakenly think that this Wang Sheng is Lord Yan who treats them sincerely.

When the adult was falsely imprisoned, how desolate should he be when he knew that his friend had abandoned him? As soon as he thought of this, Cui Qinghe felt a burst of pain in his heart.

It's just that now is not a good time to think about this, he glanced out the window at the Praetorian Guards who were lighting arrows, gritted his teeth, struck first, kicked the door open, and threw the table out.

"Whoosh!"

Countless arrows shot at him, and in just a split second, the table had been shot into a hedgehog. Cui Qinghe had already fled with Steward Yan at this time, but it was a pity that he was poisoned, and his skills were not as vigorous as before, so it was a little difficult to act at this time. After a while, it was surrounded.

At this time, he glanced back at the room, those Praetorian Guards really didn't take Wang Sheng in their eyes, but in a moment, they had already lit that room into a fireball. Wang Sheng had already ignited a fire on his body, but he didn't struggle, maybe he knew that he couldn't live. With Emperor Beiming's person, not only himself, but even his own family members will be executed. How could he have forgotten? Even a person like Yan Ruoting would be executed by Emperor Beiming, who was originally amazed, for a reason, let alone a useless oneself?

He stood on the window frame, embarrassed, but for the first time in his life, he felt so sober. The previously dazed mind is now easily probing the facts that he could not see clearly.

It turned out that everything was his own doing, if it weren't for Brother Yan, he would have died a long time ago, where would there be these things now? It's just a pity that he can't see it clearly and can't find it......

"Brother Yan! In this life, I can't stand you, you go slower, and I will make amends to you when I am gone! ”

shouted, jumped off the stairs without hesitation, and fell heavily to the ground. Originally, with the height of the third floor, he would not fall to death on the spot, but Wang Sheng found the right angle, hit his head on the ground first, struggled a few times, and died on the spot.

It's just that his death didn't make any waves, and those Praetorian Guards didn't even look at it, just stared intently at Cui Qinghe, who could still move so quickly with an old man. I have long gotten the news that Yan Ruoting has a strong martial arts guard by his side, and now looking at this skill, he is also ranked among the best in the world. It's just a pity that if you do something wrong, you will be executed by the imperial court.

"Traitor Cui Qinghe, why don't you catch him soon?"

"Phew!"

Cui Qinghe, who was fighting among tens of millions of people, spat out a mouthful of bloody spit, his eyes were as cruel as wolves, and the Praetorian Guards who were targeted only felt that his scalp was numb for a while, and he immediately had the urge to drop his weapon and escape.

But it was impossible, and they couldn't do that if they ran away and brought disaster to the whole family.

Cui Qinghe glanced at these Praetorian Guards with armor wrapped in armor, and only felt that he had a surge of blood in his chest at this time. If only he could be a little stronger. Why is he so weak? If you are a little stronger, you can leave here safely with the skulls of Steward Yan and the adults. If you ...... yourself

At this moment, Steward Yan suddenly struggled. He had always been quiet, even if he was poked and scratched and bleeding by the weapons of those Praetorian Guards, he did not say a word, but at this time, he struggled several times. Cui Qinghe immediately looked back, but only saw Steward Yan's distressed but slightly relieved expression.

"Qinghe, let me down."

"Uncle Yan?"

How could Cui Qinghe be willing?!

But Steward Yan had already made up his mind, and he only felt desolate when he looked at the ghostly Praetorian Guards in the dim sky. The purpose of his coming to the imperial capital has been achieved, and he originally just wanted to see the bones of his little master. Now I see it. Then his wish has been fulfilled. How can Cui Qinghe be implicated because of his useless old bones? With his own drag, Cui Qinghe couldn't go at all.

Thinking of this, Steward Yan pushed Cui Qinghe hard, and he met the swords, guns, swords, halberds of those Praetorian Guards, and the burning arrows.

Blood splashed everywhere, and the flames soared into the sky! Cui Qinghe's bloody eyes saw the last words that Steward Yan said.

"Young Master......"

This old man, who has worked hard all his life, still can't control his thoughts after all, and goes to find his young master. For himself, the young master is his life.

He has taken care of the young master's daily life for more than 20 years, and no matter where the young master goes, he will take him with him, and he is also very happy. Only the last journey, because his uncompetitive body happened to be sick, so he didn't follow, Steward Yan regretted it more than once, if only he could keep up that time, even if he couldn't change anything, he could die with the young master. At least, at least the last period of the young master's life will not be lonely......

Cui Qinghe gasped fiercely, but he didn't hesitate at this time, and immediately pulled out his legs and ran towards the city gate. He wasn't sure if he would be able to run back, but at the very least, he had to try one last time!

Being chased and killed by a group of people, it is impossible for Cui Qinghe not to be injured at all, he is covered in blood at this moment, but those lone wolf-like eyes can't be removed from the skull at the city gate.

"Cui Qinghe! The people you brought with you have been arrested, are you going to abandon them and go on your own? ”

“……”

"If you arrest them, do they still have a way to live?"

“…… You'd better be caught with your hands tied! ”

"Before we came, we had agreed with each other that once we were caught, we would never rescue each other, this city, this city that devoured adults, did not have the slightest kindness to us. Whoever makes it back alive will erect a monument for the others. ”

"Those brothers of mine, they have already put life and death out of the way, even if they die because of this, we will not regret it!"

At this time, because most of the pursuers were following him, there was no one stationed on the side of the castle tower. Cui Qinghe had already rushed to the city tower, he had been accumulating strength for a long time, and at this time he flew up and swung his knife fiercely. The dagger shot out of his hand, slicing through the half-broken rope that hung the skull.

However, he had been poisoned before, and at this point he lost strength in his wrist, and the dagger only cut half of the rope before it could not fall. Cui Qinghe was exhausted at this time, and while he fell, his eyes were extremely desperate.