"Severely punish Yuan Yintang—"

"Severely punish Yuan Yintang, severely punish Yuan Guifei, can't let Miss General's Mansion die miserably in vain-"

"Collaboration with the enemy and betrayal of the country must not be forgiven, and it must be severely punished."

I don't know who started in the crowd, which instantly drove the anger of everyone, and the voice was loud, and the murderer was severely punished.

The sound in the ears of the aunts made them cry even more fiercely, such a lovely child, in a blink of an eye, there was no sound, and they couldn't wait to cramp and peel the murderer.

Sang Zhi stood at the front and held a piece of paper in his hand, white and black, which was extremely dazzling.

Lord Song was carried back, and when he heard the voice of indignation, his head was big, and the emperor knew everything, but he didn't seem to have the heart to deal with Yuan Guifei.

The voice of the people is very loud, and if you don't deal with it, it won't be enough for the people to be angry, even if you kill him, you can't suppress the current situation.

"My lord, you're back, what did the emperor say?" The master stepped forward.

"Go and invite the eight princes and the general's mansion into the palace, and the others will wait for the emperor to speak." Lord Song was weak, and his head was smashed by a teapot and he didn't dare to faint.

"Yes, yes." The master nodded, turned around and trotted towards Sang Zhi.

"Your Highness, you see that it is so late, you go to the yamen and wait for the results."

"Collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country, plotting to kill the prince, the woman of the general's minister, the evidence is conclusive, if you don't dispose of it for one day, the prince will stay here for one day, and if you don't dispose of it for two days, the prince will stay here for two days, and the prince will see if the national law of Beili is a decoration." Sang Zhi's voice was bright, and the onlookers listened to it called a hot blood.

"We are waiting here with the Eighth Prince, and there is no room for traitors in Northern Li."

"He Yuan Yin parish sect, killed the daughter of our general's mansion, it is really hateful, if you don't deal with it, what is the reason of heaven."

"Eighth Prince, we will wait with you, waiting for justice."

"If the royal family deliberately covers up, it seems that collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country, and murdering the prince is not a big deal, and we will not accept it if we use this charge to kill people again in the future."

"Yes, if you don't deal with the enemy and traitor, where is the prestige of the country."

Even though there were only a few onlookers in the middle of the night, the voices were louder than the others.

Seeing this, the master hurriedly ran back to return, unable to suppress it, unable to suppress it at all.

At the same time, the street where the immortal drunk was the most lively place, but it was silent at this time.

Yuan Yintang had several swords in his body, covering his wounds and looking at the left and right, front and back, above the roof, none of the people asking for help had arrived, and the emperor really didn't care about him?

Chop Chi and Gu Shuo stood on the left. Qian Fan Lin and Rowan stood on the right.

Yingge and Du Yi stood on the roof, dripping blood between the swords.

Not far away, in the darkness, the people of the alchemy family were killed by the guards of the Academy Palace, and the small alley was full of blood.

In the back street, the hidden guards of the palace were stopped by the people of Helian Wangfu and Changyang Wangfu, and the two sides drew their swords, and a fight was about to break out.

"When you are ordered by the emperor to protect Yuan Gongzi, I advise you not to worry about this matter." The hidden guard said coldly.

"We seal the order of the prince, if anyone stops the move, even if he comes." None of the palace guards were afraid, and the long sword ordered.

The hidden guard didn't care so much, and raised his hand to draw his long sword.

Seeing this, the palace guards also rushed up to fight together.

Yuan Yintang's aura was weak, and he was besieged by so many people, and he had long been physically exhausted, and his eyes swept over a group of people with a grim look.

As a martial artist, he could clearly feel that the murderous aura in their bodies was crazy, but a child had died, and this group of people didn't even pay attention to the emperor's holy decree.

This group of people is terrible!