Chapter 737

She reached out and pulled out the scimitar she was wearing from Chu Anguo's body with lightning speed, and her hand rose and fell, and she cut off her left hand with a click, and blood splattered on the spot!

Everyone was stunned by the sudden and amazing move of the Empress Dowager Yaotian, and they all stayed on the spot like stone sculptures.

Chu Jinmo was the first to react, strode forward and tore off the clothes on his body to wrap the wrist of the Empress Dowager Yaotian who was spurting blood.

Empress Dowager Yaotian's face was pale, and she stared at Prince Donglin and said, "The person closest to the former king is me, and I should have gone underground to accompany the first king." But pity me, Prince Yuexi, is young and has no one to assist. I had to keep my body in order to go west, and this severed hand will accompany the first king instead of me! ”

The fat on Prince Donglin's face kept shaking, and he was speechless by the shock of the Empress Dowager Yaotian's broken wrist. Ban Bang stood up abruptly and walked out of the tent without saying a word, followed by several cronies around him.

Qin Nan lowered his head and stared silently at the severed hand of the Empress Dowager Yaotian on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

Chu Jinmo helped the Queen Mother up, walked to the back, and shouted, "Hurry up and invite the witch doctor!" ”

Everyone was in a hurry, but no one took care of me.

I saw this opportunity to move to the edge of the tent step by step, trying to escape without knowing it. Who knew that Chu Jinmo turned his head, looked at me and said, "Take this person down and take good care of it!" ”

Immediately two men came up and restrained me. I sighed to myself and let them escort me back to my previous hut.

After returning to the hut, the two of them were still guarding the door, I squatted in the corner and was secretly anxious, I am now in prison, Huo Quai's army has long since disappeared, how can I return to him?

The more sinister the situation, the more calm it is to be. I took a few deep breaths to force myself to calm down. In the dim light of the oil lamp, I began to take a closer look at the hut.

There were many objects in a mess, sheepskins, clay pots, and many unknown objects, and my eyes fell on a large chest.

Pregnant! I picked up a clay pot, and this thing should help me.

My hands were tied, but luckily they were tied in front, and it would have been a lot of trouble if I had tied them backwards.

I walked over to the big box with the clay pot in my arms and opened it with all my might, and it was wooden enough to hold me. I got into the box, slammed the pot the ground, and quickly closed the box.

With a crisp sound, the clay pot fell apart on the ground. The two men guarding outside the door heard the noise and ran in.

"Oh no, this kid ran away!"

"Go chase it now, you won't be able to run far!"

Then the footsteps of their hurried departure were heard.

I gently opened the lid a crack to make sure they were out, and immediately jumped out to pick up the pieces of the clay pot on the ground and began to cut the rope.

"Please, break it, break it!" At my behest of all, the rope was finally cut by me with sharp shards.

I rubbed my bloodied wrists, grabbed a sheepskin on the table, draped it over my head, and swaggered out.

In front of a campfire, several people were lying horizontally, all holding wine jars in their hands. I pretended to be drunk and staggered and staggered closer.

When I approached, a man suddenly stood up and said loudly: "The Hun envoy is coming, let's drink, drink!" With that, he fell down again.

I was so frightened by him that I couldn't take possession of my body. Seeing him fall again, he was relieved.