Raiders of the Empress: My Empress is Too Small

Chapter 345 Trap 3
At this time, the real Liu Shan was tied up and stuffed in a room where he couldn't see his fingers.Guessing that the masked man had almost left, Liu Shan, who was lying next to the fire, got up and tore off the mask from his face. Chang Feng smiled calmly, "This grandson is really aggrieved."

He doesn't understand His Majesty anymore, he is not like that useless weak Liu Shan, so he has to pretend to be a grandson.He felt that His Majesty was maliciously retaliating, and he had so many brothers under him, so he was chosen to come.

Put out the fire and hide in the night.

The masked man drove for a day and a half. It was already evening when he arrived, and he entered a remote village. There were no more than ten families in the village.Thinking about what Liu Shan said just now, he lost the respect he used to have. Even people like Liu Shan can tell that it's not a poison, a charlatan or a lifelong life.

"Damn old man, get out!" The masked man kicked the door open and grabbed the man who was drinking and eating roast chicken.

"What are you doing here? Isn't the medicine given to you?"

"Do you dare to lie to me? Are you impatient?" The masked man regarded him as a trickster who cheated on food and drink, and his tone became less polite.

Puzzled, he even spit at him, "Bah, I'm still the king of poison, old man, do you still want some face?"

"." The Poison King pushed his hand. It's a pity that the masked man has excellent martial arts, he is tall and tall, and he is good at making poison, but he has no martial arts.

"When did the old man lie to you? This Huang Quandan is the only one in the world that the old man has. If the old man didn't lack money, how could he sell it to you?"

The masked man threw out the hawthorn pill in his arms, "How dare you sell the hawthorn pill for 1000 taels of silver."

The Poison King frowned, picked it up, sniffed it, tasted it, his face sank, and said, "No, it's a trick."

Throwing down the hawthorn pill and running outside, the masked man thought he wanted to escape, so he drew his knife and chased him out, but before he could step out of the door, the poison king retreated in again.

Chang Sheng raised his sword and approached the Poison King, and said, "The old man is really old and his legs and feet are bad. Where are you going, this junior will send you there."

When the masked man saw Chang Sheng coming in, he immediately broke out through the window with a knife.

"Changfeng!" Chang Sheng yelled, and the people waiting outside the door chased him out.

The Poison King didn't dare to move, he looked like a master at first glance, he still had to think of a way.Chang Sheng seemed to see what he was thinking, and said, "This junior advises you not to make a wrong decision, otherwise this junior's sword will not show mercy. There are more than a dozen people like me waiting for seniors outside this door, unless seniors can compare with the ones just now." People run away fast."

Hearing what he said, the poisonous king knew that he couldn't escape for the time being. He pulled up his shirt, sat down, and continued to drink his wine, "Hmph, what can I do to escape? I'm in business, don't ask where it comes from. Don't ask about the origin, you can do whatever you want if you give me the money." The Poison King calculated that chasing the masked man should be their mortal enemy, and they bought Huang Quandan, so they dare not touch him now.

Changsheng smiled lightly, did he really think he was a brat who had never seen the world?If you really are so calm and not afraid of death, why did you escape in such a hurry just now.

"Don't worry, senior, it's just that someone wants to talk to senior about the past. But in order to prevent senior from being unkind on the way, junior will not be polite!" Changsheng's sword pierced into the poisonous king's right hand mercilessly, and pulled it out. , "Give senior a stick of incense time to stop the bleeding." Changsheng was afraid that he would get a moth on the road, so temporarily let his right hand be seriously injured for a while, lest ghosts and ghosts on the road poison them and escape.

(End of this chapter)