"I'm dead? How did I not know?! ——”

Han Yinchu, who finally turned back, held a sharp short sword in his hand, and was pushing the two of them forward without pity.

The people who stumbled and were forced to walk forward, who were they not Luo Linglong and Luo Yuanyuan?

Han Yin was still dressed as a retinue at the beginning, but he no longer concealed his figure and bearing, and the abyss and mountains made people feel that they were more than a thousand pounds step by step, as if they were stepping on people's hearts.

And as he marched, everyone present was intimidated by his momentum, and their heartbeats involuntarily accelerated.

When Han Yin first passed by the "his corpse" on the ground, he didn't give half a look, and tore off the disguised mask on his face lightly and threw it on top of the body.

Among the people on the stage, the only ones who were really happy were Guan Youjun and Zuo Bu's political envoy, who quickly trotted to Han Yinchu and made a big salute: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" ——”

His heartfelt joy made him happy, and he casually looked back, and the colleagues and gentry behind him were expressionless, like funeral figurines made of clay, and there was even a trace of distorted struggle on their faces.

Zuo Bu's political envoy was stunned, maybe he was wrong?

He rubbed his eyes and looked back, only to see that the people were against the light, and he couldn't see their expressions clearly.

"Lord Jing, Lord Hu, Mrs. Luo...... The Holy One is here, why don't you come to bow down?! ——”

Lord Jing first looked around, and then his face was embarrassed, but his feet did not move: "Ah, this...... There are two 'emperors' here, we don't know which one is real......"

Zuo Buzheng blinked, still a little puzzled: what did he mean? Isn't the emperor standing here in a dignified manner? Did he want the dead man lying on the ground to be the emperor? ……

Even Han Yinchu couldn't look at it a little, twisted his eyebrows and said, "Aiqing, haven't you seen what this is all about?" You're the only audience for the show they want to sing! ——”

At the same time, he secretly shook his head in his heart, at that time, he chose this person as the feudal official of Huguang, firstly, out of the consideration of "pulling out the general in the house", and secondly, because he was quite "kind-hearted", thinking that he was an official for one term, and he may not be able to benefit one party.

Now it seems that Huguang needs an iron fist more! ——

The political envoy Zuo Bu hadn't figured it out yet, or he didn't want to believe it, so he knelt in place dumbfounded, but Luo Linglong and Luo Yaoyuan in front of him shouted a heart-rending cry: "Mother, brother, save us!" ——”

"It's noisy, shut up! - "Han Yinchu slammed his short sword forward, looked at Luo Yuanyuan and Luo Linglong in front of him, and pointed his sword at the latter without hesitation, leaving a shallow line of blood on the latter's tender tofu-like neck.

The cry of the two people was immediately snuffed out in their throats.

The communiqué's personal vendetta was a little more relaxed in the bottom of his heart, and he had already seen that this dead girl was not pleasing to the eye, and he also liked to have some tongues......

Luo Wanyi was stunned, she didn't even think about it, she was going to drag Guan Youjun on the side, and let Han Yinchu try the same taste......

But Guan Youjun, who was still well-behaved and quiet just now, and wanted to show the guests how to smelt mercury on the spot with a clay pot, a funnel-shaped pot lid made of wood, and cinnabar powder, suddenly jumped three feet high like a fried cat, desperately avoiding her and going to control her hand.

"Sora, catch her! ——”

Luo Yaokong also knew that Guan Youjun was a good bargaining chip at the moment, and he was about to grab it with his long arms, and Guan Youjun suddenly lifted the funnel-shaped pot lid.

Originally, the firewood under the clay pot burned vigorously, and as soon as she lifted the pot, a large amount of steam was like a demonic wind with spiritual power, and they all took a heat wave and slapped it on people's faces;

But this is mercury, not water, and under the reflection of the sun, it looks completely silvery white. The people who were close seemed to be painted with a mask made of silver, and round silver beads were hung on their eyelashes and eyebrows, and when they looked at it from a distance, it was like the rime of the north in the cold and snowy winter.

But Han Fude, the king of Xiang, didn't know why Guan Youjun did this, did he want to choke people? Observe how other people react...... There was no response at all! ——

Scalding them? It seems to have some effect, but Luo Yaokong quickly dodged it, and it didn't burn at all! ——

Not only that, but he also took advantage of the situation to move, wanting to get past the silver steam and go directly to catch Guan Youjun!

Han Fude and Yue Qi's hearts directly raised their throats, and Han Yinchu had already rushed directly to the stands with a light tap on his toes! ——

No, no, it's still too far, too slow! ——

When Han Yin first looked at Luo Yaokong, who was only three steps away from Guan Hejun, the regret and anxiety in his heart were almost at the top! ……

At that time, Guan Hejun turned back while running: "Don't come here!" Mercury vapor is toxic! If you go straight through, you'll die! ——”

Mercury vapor?! Everyone present was distracted by this strange concept? What is it? ……

But the body subconsciously stayed away from the furnace of refining mercury like Naguan and Jun, and retreated if he could.

"Come back empty! ——" Luo Wanyi shouted heartbreakingly, and she understood that Guan Youjun was not lying!

Why did she go to great lengths to make a show of "vase girl", isn't it just to show this glass mirror in front of people, so that her real killer move, mercury, will not shy away from showing it in front of people! ……

Han Fu pulled Yue Qi back desperately, and muttered on the side of his mouth: "It's okay, it's okay, let's stand far away from the beginning...... But wait, Yue Zhixian, do you think this will be Xiaoguan's father-in-law deceiving them? ”

Yue Qi glanced at it and directly concluded: "No, His Royal Highness the King of Xiang, you see that Grandpa Xiaoguan is masked from beginning to end, it should be just for this moment......"

Han Fude suddenly realized.

Guan Youjun, who fled in a panic, was directly hit by someone again because he didn't look ahead, "Oops! - "Guan Youjun was knocked to the ground and grinned in pain, did she have the life of intimate contact with Mother Earth!" ——

Before she could get up, suddenly a black shadow in front of her came straight towards her, and picked herself up on the ground and hugged her in her arms, "Xiao Guanzi!" ——”

"Xiao Guanzi! - "Guan Youjun's ears sounded that familiar call, no matter how cold the timbre was, now he heard the luck and joy that had been lost and regained, Guan Youjun was in Han Yinchu's arms, feeling the disproportionate cold embrace and trembling body, and gently put his hand on Han Yinchu's waist.

She can finally take a break, and she doesn't have to worry about leaving! ……

(End of chapter)