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Chapter 258 The only chance to survive (2)

Qiao Yuxuan looked at the pill in his hand and sat up straight.

His gaze passed over Yun Yun, who was sitting on the ground weeping decadently, and landed on Qiao Jiahe's face.

"Jiahe, I'm sorry!"

Taking a breath, he stood up abruptly, swayed to Shangguan Cheng's side, and put the pill in front of him, "Your Majesty, I can give you this medicine, but if you promise to me, you must give Yun Yun the freedom." !"

"Qiao Yuxuan, don't!" Qiao Jiahe yelled.

Shangguan Cheng only wanted to survive now, so of course he immediately agreed, grabbed the pill in his hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it directly.

Yun Yun watched the pill disappear into Shangguan Cheng's mouth, and when his eyes went dark, he passed out.

"Cloud!" Qiao Jiahe hurriedly called her name and rushed towards her, slowly supporting her body.

Glancing at Shangguancheng and Qiao Yuxuan, he straightened up unsteadily, and hugged the unconscious Yun, "Qiao Yuxuan, you don't deserve her!"

After all, he straightened up with difficulty.

"Go, Yunyun, let's go, even if I die, I don't want to die in this filthy palace!"

Kicking open the door, he jumped up, hugged the cloud and disappeared into the night.

After taking the antidote, Shangguancheng felt a lot more relaxed. He stood up and held Qiao Yuxuan's arm, "Yuxuan, you have done a good job in protecting the car, I will go find someone to rescue you!"

Qiao Yuxuan shook his head lightly, "Your Majesty, I have already been poisoned into my blood and cannot be cured. Please forgive me for not being able to do my best for you...loyal..."

As soon as Zhongzi's voice fell, he closed his eyes tightly, and he froze on the ground.

Shangguan Cheng reached out to test his breath, but he didn't even have a breath.

Sighing, Shangguan Cheng slowly stood up.

"Come on!"

He hurriedly called several times, but no guards came.

Just when he was wondering, he heard a rush of footsteps, and a group of people rushed in.

The leader, a commoner clothed in a scarf, shakes a folding fan in his hand, but he seems to be a scholar.

Behind him, a black-faced man was holding a huge axe, a tall man was holding a sword, and a delicate-looking woman was holding a dagger in her hand.

All three of their weapons were gleaming with blood.

It was none other than Shang Yizhi, the military advisor of Rakshamen, and Gu Teng, Sun Nannan and Wu Yue.

(End of this chapter)