The foolish king's marriage to the ugly concubine

Chapter 221 The Princess Wants to Retire Her Husband (1)
Chu Xuanlu's heart shrank, what a strong aura!
The ministers who climbed up behind him all shrank their necks in fear, their guts were green with regret, the mantises were catching the cicadas, and the orioles were behind them. They never thought that there would be such a powerful person to help the emperor.Now that they have betrayed the emperor, they have become rebellious ministers, and they will definitely be executed by the whole family.

Why did you crawl over like that just now?Didn't you just get scared?If you make it through, you don't have to worry about being beheaded now.For a while, there were constant whimpers and groans caused by pain, and the whole space was noisy...

No matter what they thought, in Chu Xuanjin's heart, most of these officials had already been sentenced to death, and only when Chu Xuanlu was taken down was his death.

Hong Xia's attack on Qing Yao was stopped by Qing Hun, with one sword and one iron claw, the two fought evenly, and the weapons collided with each other, making a clanging sound.

The powerful internal forces collided to form a huge whirlwind, which caused the table to overturn and the cushions to fly.

"Are you Qinghun?" The two separated again, Hong Xia licked the blood on the corner of her lips, looked at the indifferent black mask opposite, and let out a low cry.

Qing Hun, the killer leader of Qian Xiaotang, rumored to be superb in swordsmanship, every time the sword is unsheathed, it will be stained with blood, and countless masters have died under his hands.

The reason why Hong Xia dared to make this judgment was because she was a top martial arts expert, and there were not many people who could fight against her, and even fewer were able to wield swords.His icy temperament, bloodthirsty murderous aura, and fierce sword moves all proved that the man in front of him was Qinghun.

Qing Hun pursed his lips tightly, said nothing, and stabbed with his sword.

"Heh, let the head of this sect meet for a while whether Qian Xiaotang's killer leader is as powerful as the rumors!" Just now she was just a child's play, but now she has to go all out with 12 points of energy.

The two fought together again.

On this side, Chu Xuanlu was cornered by Wen Renyu.

He frowned, and hurriedly shouted: "Hong Xia, where are the people from the Heavenly Demon Sect?"

"Tianmomen, are you talking about these messy things?" The green demon reappeared out of nowhere, dragging "things" all over the place behind him.

Those are the masters of Tianmomen, wearing colorful clothes, looking very strange, and their weapons are even more strange.The Heavenly Demon Sect, the gathered sect members are originally those big devils, different from ordinary people.

Of course, it is impossible for her to subdue these people alone, there are dozens of people in Tsing Yi outside, all of whom are first-class masters of Qianxiao Pavilion.However, being able to subdue those big devils without the knowledge of everyone in the hall has proved their strength.

"Have you never heard of mantis catching cicadas, and the oriole is behind? Tianmomen dared to go to the palace to do evil. Fortunately, we, Qianxiao Pavilion, acted on behalf of the sky and wiped out you evil people." Qing Yao said righteously Said.

Those who don't know the truth really regard her as a chivalrous woman, but those who know about Qianxiao Pavilion twitch their mouths, so Qianxiao Pavilion is still doing justice for the sky?Who doesn't know that Qianxiao Pavilion specializes in spying on people's privacy and sells the secrets to others?There is also a Qianxiaotang with the same name, Killer's Nest, who kills regardless of the target, as long as others can pay the price, they will kill.Such an organization is probably more hateful than a cult like Tianmomen.After all, people are crooked and crooked, and everyone knows it, but you kill without blood and do what you want, and others have to hold gold to ask you to do things. That is a holy cloak wrapped in a heart full of evil.

"Pavilion Master, they are all poisoned, do you want to cure them?" Qing Yao asked with her head tilted.

When everyone heard this, ecstatic expressions appeared on their faces.

Nodding sharply one by one, of course!Little girl, you are really a chivalrous woman, possessing righteousness, chivalry and courage, hurry up and save people!
"Ah."

Wen Renyu nodded slightly, but everyone was so moved that they were almost in tears. They just felt that this simple word "um" was no less than the sounds of nature, the Pavilion Master Wen is a very kind person!It is truly magnificent, unparalleled in the world!

After swallowing the antidote, the abdominal pain stopped immediately, and those who regained their strength got up from the ground.It was as if a group of corpses lying on the ground suddenly came to life, the scene was very strange.

Chu Xuanlu was under the care of Wen Renyu, and she couldn't stop Qing Yao from donating medicine, so she could only watch those people regain their vitality.His face was as black as the bottom of a pot, didn't it mean that the poison of Yinyue Snow Wolf has no solution?Why does that girl have an antidote?He put all his heart and soul into catching the Silver Moon Snow Wolf just to get the legendary poisonous blood, but in the end he was cracked so easily.

"The King of Mausoleum actually has something to do with Tianmomen. I wonder if you still remember what happened ten years ago?"

Wen Renyu looked at Chu Xuanlu, a cold light flashed in his eyes, his demeanor suddenly changed, he was extremely cold, and the powerful coercion made Chu Xuanlu's breathing stagnant.

He recovered from his anger, and there was a trace of tension in his heart.He didn't worry at all when he relied on poison before, but the poison was removed, and he no longer had anything to do with the other party.If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have listened to the ghost doctor's words, and asked for the poison of the silver moon snow wolf.

When he thought about it, he must have been deceived by the ghost doctor.If the poison of Yinyue Snow Wolf is really so powerful, why do so many people only suffer from abdominal pain?Why was it casually solved again?

Although Wen Renyu's martial arts is not as high as Chu Xuanyu's, but he often pretends to be Chu Xuanyu, and his momentum is [-]% like him.

None of the people who had been secretly watching him noticed anything unusual, and Mu Xinran couldn't tell the difference either.She and Wenren Yuben had only met once, and it was in the middle of the night when she couldn't see anyone, so she couldn't tell whether the silver-masked man in front of her was the man from that night.

If not, then who is he?

Or is this another Chu Xuanyu's conspiracy?
She turned her head to look at Chu Xuanyu, wanting to find out, but unfortunately the drunk Chu Xuanyu couldn't let her find the answer.

She frowned slightly, a struggle between heaven and man was going on in her mind.

What if Chu Xuanyu woke up and pretended to be stupid to bother her?But she really wanted an answer.If she doesn't know the truth, she will go crazy and be driven crazy by him!
Suddenly her Jiuling Tianxing Needle appeared in her hand, don't care about it, wake him up first, and then get him drunk again.

Chu Xuanyu felt a chill down her spine, it's dangerous!Before he could fight back, someone stabbed his body, and the excruciating pain spread to the pain-sensitive nerves. If it wasn't for his extraordinary perseverance, he would have jumped up to show his feet.

"It's time to wake up, even if you sleep like a pig, you have to wake up." He heard Mu Xinran whisper.

It was her.

He smiled wryly in his heart, she is really good at using needles, and she always sticks them on him, if he lives for the rest of his life, he will be "blessed".

He jumped up with a cry of pain as she wished, clutching his waist and crying pitifully: "Wow! Ma'am, someone hit me! Someone hit me! My waist hurts so much!"

The fair and handsome face was clearly marked with red marks, which were caused by pressing on the table for a long time.

(End of this chapter)