I'm falling!
He lowered his head and looked at the rapidly approaching earth, feeling the wind that could blow his mouth crookedly:
What's going on with this grandpa?! Where's my bed?! Where's my house?!
I struggled a few times and seemed to fall faster. I tried to spread my limbs, but due to the uneven force, I turned somersaults in the air and managed to maintain my balance, although the falling speed seemed to be slower.
So a little bit, but it’s completely useless, okay?
Seeing a group of Chinese-style buildings quickly rushing into the field of vision, I opened my coat and thought about gliding like a flying squirrel. Unfortunately, my imagination was too full and my reality was too skinny. I wanted to call for help, but I was choked by the wind and found it difficult to even breathe, let alone speak.
After speaking, he just watched a golden roof occupying the entire field of vision.
She fell "big" into an ancient Chinese building, but miraculously survived! But the collision with the roof and floor still caused her to gasp in pain.
I glanced around, feeling as if I had entered the Forbidden City, and then I saw rows of bookshelves in the room that were as big as the walls.
He breathed a sigh of relief, tried his best to turn over, and lay down in a pile of rubble. He looked at the human figure on the roof and fell into the hole in the rubble from time to time:
"It's a good thing to survive. I don't want to give it up."
After taking a breath and reluctantly climbing up, I suddenly heard the sound of people outside the door, mixed with the sound of the collision of armor:
"Assassin! Assassin!"
"In the imperial study room!"
"Surround! Surround!"
He listened to the noise outside with a blank look on his face.
Soon the door was opened, and a bunch of people rushed in with knives and guns, and quickly gathered around. The bright blades filled all the space in front of him. He looked at the knife that was almost close to the tip of his nose, and his mind was full of questions.
A cold and biting voice came from my ears:
"Who?! How dare you break into the palace! Break into the royal study!"
She raised her eyes to look at the voice, but the people surrounding her blocked the light. Adding to her fear, she couldn't see anything clearly except the outline of a human figure highlighted by the light.
The cold voice came to my ears again:
"explain!"
At the same time, a gun tip was stretched out in front of her eyes, almost piercing her eyes.
He stared at the gun tip and swallowed:
What is going on? It seems like this is not a joke. Fainting is the best option now, right? But I can’t pretend to be dizzy. I can just fall down, right?
Thinking like this, she fell back as soon as she closed her eyes. However, there was a piece of gravel that had just fallen behind her head, and she really fainted when she hit it.
When he woke up again, he found that he was on a pile of hay. He moved his head slightly and felt a little dizzy. He touched his head and felt the cloth. At the same time, he noticed the shackles on his wrists. He suddenly became more awake. He looked around again.
It seemed like he was in a prison, and the pungent stench made him feel like he was going to faint again.
He climbed up with difficulty, and the clanking of the shackles attracted the guard. The guard came over and looked at him, with an uneasy and kind smile on his face. He looked outside, opened the door and walked in, looking at him with a smile.
His high-pitched voice betrayed his identity:
"Although she doesn't look very good and has a bit of material on her body, she is still a woman. No matter what happens, any assassin who dares to break into the palace will die in the end. Don't you plan to play a little role in the end?" He said.
He touched his face and said, "It's really smooth."
He had not yet fully recovered, his body was weak, his mind was in turmoil, he felt uncomfortable and hurt everywhere, and he could only stare at him fiercely. He did not hate eunuchs, but he hated bad eunuchs, such as this one.
The lower part is gone, but it’s still so red. If it weren’t for the injury, I would definitely let him know why the flowers are so red.
The guard looked at the look in his eyes and said with a smile:
"Rebellious women are the most interesting. Let's not waste time. Soon you will no longer be able to see the sun."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up.
He gritted his teeth, mustered up his strength, quickly raised his hand, and struck the guard with the shackles. Before the guard could react, he was knocked unconscious.
This almost made him faint. He held on to the wall to push down the darkness in front of his eyes. Holding on to the cold wall, he walked out. This was not a prison as he had imagined. It seemed more like a private prison.
After walking out, there was an alleyway that could accommodate three people walking parallel to each other outside the wooden fence gate. It was very long, and you couldn't see the end or the end. I wanted to run away, but the breath just now made my whole body hurt even more, and all the blood seemed to rush into my brain.
It was dull inside. As soon as I walked to the door, I felt like the world was spinning. I raised my hand with difficulty to grab the lock on the door. I guess the key was with the guard, but I really didn’t have the energy to go back and look for the key, let alone find it.
Other ways.
Do you want to explain it in this inexplicable place?
I feel colder and colder, and my eyelids are getting heavier and heavier. I know I can never sleep. I slide along the door and sit on the ground, looking at the free air and sunshine outside through the gap. I have always been pursuing freedom, and I have always wanted to break free from confinement.
But it was not like today, when freedom and imprisonment were so vividly and concretely presented before our eyes.
The place where Tiao is located is a small country called Kunyu Country, and the country's surname is "Ning". As for whether Tiao has traveled through time, it's really hard to say. Has he? Has he not? Uh, has he? I'll go! In the end
Have you worn it?!
Ning Sheng is the emperor of Kunyu Kingdom. He has always felt that this so-called assassin is suspicious. Since he can sneak into the palace and reach the roof of the imperial study without being noticed by anyone, it shows that he has great skills. But how could such a powerful person be possible?
He threw himself into the royal study room, and he fell so badly that it felt strange to think about it, so he was not transferred to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, but was imprisoned in Yongxiang.
He had been in a coma, but when he woke up one day, a guard ran to report to the emperor, and another guard went in to see what was going on, so the scene just happened.
Ning Sheng got the report and felt the need to interrogate this strange person in person. When he came, he saw a disheveled man leaning against the door (actually wearing short sleeves and shorts). Although he couldn't see his face clearly, there were only two people here.
The guard was the strange person, so he judged with certainty that this was the strange person that made him puzzled.
The guard was very discerning and took a few steps forward to open the door. When Ning Sheng and others stepped forward, they opened the door just in time.
With no support, he fell directly to the ground. He looked up and saw many feet. Knowing that someone was coming, he pushed himself up and stood up staggeringly with the cell door open. He couldn't see clearly how many people there were and couldn't see.
Find out what they look like.
Pushing the hair out of his eyes, he was a little weak but said in a strong tone:
"I have no intention of assassinating the emperor. If you don't believe it, you can kill me, beat me, or even frame me for trouble, but I will never allow you to bully me!"
After all this, I understood a little bit. It seemed that I was probably wearing something. Even though a thousand or ten thousand people didn't believe it, I had to force myself to accept it in the face of the facts, so I had to clarify myself first.
We can't just lose our heads. Saving our lives is more important than anything else.
Ning Sheng looked at her outfit and listened to her words, and he could imagine what happened. The guard who ran in to check came out, walked up to Ning Sheng with a low eyebrow, and said softly:
"Fainted."
Ning Sheng squinted his eyes and once again set his sights on Liao: He could only continue to stand by relying entirely on the cell door. His eyes could no longer focus, his face was bloodless, his lips were pale, and his breathing was weak but rapid. Even so, he still stood stiffly. Looking at him, the determination in his eyes made it impossible for anyone to feel contempt.
Ning Sheng looked at Eunuch Jing behind him. Eunuch Jing hurriedly came over. Ning Sheng whispered something in his ear and turned to leave.
Watching the group of people leave, Zhao couldn't hold on any longer, his eyes darkened and he lost consciousness. (To be continued)
This chapter has been completed!