The concubine loves evil: the lazy emperor, you are miserable

Chapter 222 The Hero Saves the Beauty 1
Let's find a way to escape first.

He was thinking about the way to escape in his mind, when suddenly a black figure flashed in the air, and a figure in a black cloak and a black cloak appeared among the flying rockets.

Black veil hung from the edge of the cloak, completely blocking his appearance.

What can't be stopped is his wonderful figure and breathtaking spirit.

Gu Le'er's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

He almost blurted out, Mr. Snow Walker.

Yuan Fang and Yun Fei beside him had already called out.

"Look, it's Mr. Snow Walker."

"Great, Mr. Snow Treader is here, we are saved."

According to the legend, Young Master Treading Snow has always acted bravely in the face of righteousness, and is a chivalrous hero.

Today he must have encountered injustice.

All the guards were greatly encouraged, and danced the waist knives in their hands so that nothing could flow.

All the rockets fired at the first floor of the Pearl Tower were blocked by them.

Gu Le'er, however, looked up at Young Master Snowwalker who was in mid-air.

He stepped on a rocket and used his strength to climb up to the roof of Mingzhu Tower.

At that moment, Gu Le'er had an illusion, as if he was not alone, but an eagle soaring freely.

He looked down on the world and stood above everyone.

It also seems that he is not just one person, but countless him.

Countless him are guarding the Pearl Tower, and no one can do anything to him.

Mr. Snow Walker went up to the roof, but Gu Le'er stood under the eaves, unable to see him.

All she saw was the rockets shooting backwards rapidly, like fire snakes repelling back, with billowing thick smoke, shooting backwards into the crowd brought by Feng Taiwei.

Several of Feng Taiwei's men were hit by rockets, and they screamed in pain.

A few of his men's clothes caught fire, dropped their bows and arrows, and kept jumping.

Feng Taiwei opened his mouth wide and looked at the roof of the Pearl Tower as if he was stupid.

A few more arrows flew down from the roof, hitting the two carriages loaded with pyrotechnic materials.

The carriage was ignited and suddenly burst into flames.

The tails of the two horses pulling the cart were scorched by the flames, and they panicked and struggled desperately.

In a panic, unable to break free from the bridle, he had to drag the carriage around.

It doesn't matter whether there is anyone standing in front of them.

(End of this chapter)