"You know everything?"

Zhao Mengfu's face turned pale, and he only felt that his heart was like ashes.

Jebal laughed, "Of course. Otherwise, why do you think I'd keep you?"

Naaria also stepped forward directly and persuaded: "Then the king of Jin does not care much about you, so why should you pursue it? It is better to join my Mongol command, I think the khan will be overjoyed to see your arrival." ”

"Impossible!"

blurted out, Zhao Mengfu only felt ridiculous, and how could he allow what he had worked so hard to pursue was now treated like this.

Jebal stomped his foot and shouted, "Impossible? Do you think you have a choice?" The guards on both sides shouted in unison, and the armor on their bodies clanged, which was the saber in their hands, and it shot out sharp and cold rays.

Being so frightened by everyone, Zhao Mengfu could not suppress the trembling in his body, but he still supported his body and gritted his teeth and replied: "Gentleman Shangjie, how can you be greedy for life and afraid of death, afraid of power?"

Zhebal frowned, already angry, and the guards on his side also stared at him, like a pack of wolves, looking at Zhao Mengfu with fierce eyes.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Aliya was afraid that her uncle would really be ruthless and kill Zhao Mengfu.

So she hurriedly ran to Zhao Mengfu, like a hen protecting her chicks, blocking it behind her, and persuaded Zhebal: "Uncle." Mr. Zhao is new to the city and is not familiar with us, which is why he is so resistant. Why don't you let me have a good discussion with him, and wait until he calms down and thinks about the current situation, and then we can talk about it, okay?"

"Really?"

"Uncle, you also know that he is the Prince of the Great Song Dynasty, if he is rashly persecuted, I am afraid that the jade will be burned. When the time comes, there will be such a person missing, and it will be difficult for you to explain to the Khan, uncle. ”

"Since you said so, then I will not pursue it for the time being. ”

"Then the niece thanked her uncle. ”

When Alia saw that the crisis was resolved, she let go of her worries.

And behind her, Zhao Mengfu's expression was gloomy, and he thought in his heart: "I didn't expect that I would be reduced to the point where I need to rely on a girl to be able to save my life?"

Naaria also turned her head, and in half-baked Chinese, she said, "I'm sorry. But you're safe. ”

Zhao Mengfu tugged at the corners of his mouth, forced himself to smile, and replied, "Thank you then." ”

The words of the two were in Arabic, so Zhao Mengfu couldn't hear it clearly, but when he saw Zhebal's expression relaxed, he also knew that the reason why he was able to survive was because of Alia's intercession.

It's just that when I think about my current situation, it's also because of what the other party did.

So Zhao Mengfu was not interested in continuing to entangle with Aliya, he just wanted to leave here and be alone!

On the seat, Jebal saw that the two of them looked more strange, and saw that Alia couldn't hide the admiration in her eyes, and opened her mouth to ask, "Aria." Do you like him?"

"Hmm!"

Alia nodded, a little sad: "After all, he saved my life." ”

"Oh!" Jebal replied, "But don't be confused. After all, this person is the husband of the Prince of the Great Song Dynasty and the King of Jin, and if you want him to marry you, it will be difficult. ”

Alia leaned over and replied, "Don't worry, uncle, I'll take care of it." Seeing that Zhao Mengfu's eyes were blank and full of rejuvenation, his heart was full of chagrin and remorse.

If you hadn't met it at the beginning, how could you be in today's situation?

Jebal looked at this scene and replied with a long sigh: "Alas, my niece, I hope you will be well, and you will not fall into it. Seeing that Zhao Mengfu's eyes were blank, he shouted again: "Also, tomorrow I will send you to Hara and Lin." You go back and prepare first, don't delay tomorrow's hour!"

Zhao Mengfu's face was dead and unresponsive.

"Uncle, I will persuade him. Alia answered, and looked at Zhao Mengfu with concern.

If he is taken to Hara and Lin, what will happen to Zhao Mengfu at that time?

But she didn't dare to think about it!

The three of them had their own thoughts and retreated.

In the middle of the night, the stars are sparse, the moon shadow is hazy, and the mountain wind is whistling, just like Zhao Mengfu's heart full of remorse, restless.

"Do I really want to be bound and taken to Harat and Horim, as they say?"

The noon conversation was vivid, and Zhao Mengfu was uneasy in his heart.

In the past, he was obsessed with calligraphy and painting, and Zhao Mengfu was not clear about the current situation, but he also knew that if he was taken to Hara and Lin, his marriage contract with King Jin would come to an end.

No matter how reasonable Ren Chifengjun is, they will definitely not accept a person who defects to the enemy and becomes a prince!

At this moment, the door slammed, turned into countless fragments, and a black shadow rushed into the room.

Zhao Mengfu was frightened, and was about to call, but saw the black shadow shouting: "Don't be nervous, it's me!"

"Cao Fu, why are you here?"

Hearing a familiar voice, Zhao Mengfu stared at it through the starlight, and the person in front of him was clearly his childhood friend.

Cao Fu's face was angry, and he opened his mouth to reprimand: "It's not that you go here alone, otherwise how would I come here?"

"Yes, I have to get out or it's over!"

Zhao Mengfu hurriedly got up and followed Cao Fu towards the bottom of the mountain.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he saw that the lights were bright in the distance, Nazhebal was holding a big knife, and the guards on both sides were holding guns, looking menacing.

"Hmph, do you want to escape? But can you escape?"

Raising the long knife in his hand, Zhebal exuded a domineering aura.

Cao Fu's eyebrows furrowed, feeling bad: "Good guy, this reaction is quite fast." Then he tore off the black cloth on his face, arched his hand, and complained: "Cao Fu, the guard on duty in the Imperial Dragon Class of the Lower Song Dynasty, but I don't know how Your Excellency found out my whereabouts!"

"I am Apdul Zhebal, a thousand Mongolian households, and I am ordered to garrison this place. ”

Jerbal laughed loudly, "Do you think you're well hidden? ”

Cao Fu's eyes froze, but he shouted: "Although this is the case, if you think that these people alone want to trap me?"

With a "sonorous", the sword on the waist was unsheathed and incorporated into his hand.

All the true elements in Cao Fu's body were transported, and the sword flashed with a cold and murderous aura.

"Kill!"

The body moved, the sword was like lightning, and the opponent's head was taken.

"Your strength is indeed amazing, but it's a pity that you may not be able to escape from here with these tricks. ”

Zhebal let out a long snort, and a strong suction force was born in his hands, and the long knife in the distance rose and fell into his palms.

The long knife pointed at the sky, and the power startled the birds and beasts in the mountains, and they all bowed down.

"Today, you are destined to hold a grudge against this!"