Quick time travel guide male supporting role

Chapter 57

"How is it possible? I watched you drink the poisoned wine with my own eyes." Halfway through speaking, Nangong Shang came to his senses. He gritted his teeth and looked at Shen Yao, "You actually drank that cup?"

"My lord, let's go quickly." Shen Yao interrupted Nangong Shang.

Feng Zheng stood in front of Shen Yao, turned over lightly, and grabbed Nangong Shang who was holding him in front of him.He raised a sharp dagger in his hand, with a faint smile on his lips, "This king's sword has no eyes, everyone should be careful. Be careful, don't accidentally scratch this fine line." The tender-skinned emperor. At that time, everyone will not be able to bear it anymore."

The guards with knives all stared at Feng Zheng, but they didn't dare to take a step forward.

Feng Zheng gently slid across Nangong Shang's neck, and a bloodstain immediately appeared.

"Sure enough, it's a good knife for cutting iron like mud." He smiled charmingly "hehe", exhaled like blue to Shen Yao and said, "Yao'er, how did you find such a good knife?"

"My lord, don't play anymore." Shen Yao couldn't help stroking her eyebrows and said helplessly, she still had the heart to make a joke in such a scene.Why didn't she know that this prince was so unscrupulous, no, this was an unscrupulous character.

"Get out of the way." Nangong Shang said with a frown.

The guards who were still shoving and shoving immediately showed a way when they heard this.

"Yao'er, follow up." Feng Zheng naturally took Shen Yao's hand, Shen Yao couldn't help being taken aback, wanted to observe Feng Zheng carefully, and found that Feng Zheng's expression was normal.

After walking for a while, the two of them walked out of the prison, um, plus the embarrassing Emperor who was held hostage by Feng Zheng.

As expected, all the guards outside pointed their long knives at him and Feng Zheng.

"You guys can't escape, and you can catch them soon." Nangong Shang's voice was very calm, his lowered eyes were quietly watching Feng Zheng, and he offered a tempting condition, "If you catch him without a fight, the lonely king will spare your life."

"What should we do?" Feng Zheng asked Shen Yao distressedly, "Yaoer, what do you think we should do?" But he cut Nangong Shang's neck without hesitation, "I Well, I like to gamble. The two of us will compare whose life is tougher, to see if I survive or you survive."

"kill!"

"My lord!"

"My lord!"

A smile appeared on Feng Zheng's lips, and he saw a group of people dressed as scholars rushing in with weapons. "It seems that this king's life is more difficult."

A black-faced burly man beheaded the advancing soldiers one after another, and quickly came to Feng Zheng. "My lord is suffering, and my subordinates are late."

(End of this chapter)