Chapter 256: Those who take Yan’s life in the late Qing Dynasty will be granted the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households

Author: ten lights

Chapter 256: Those who take Yan’s life in the late Qing Dynasty will be granted the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households

In a dark dungeon.

Xiao Hongshen looked at the small window above his head, with a slight smile on his pale face.

The string of red rising in the sky made the smile on his lips get bigger and bigger.

Yan Wanqing...Xiao Pingfeng, the two of you combined have eight hundred tricks, who in the world doesn't know?

Do you really think that Xiao Hongshen is a loser?

The traces of the Light God Religion were just a gimmick deliberately put out to attract their attention.

If not, how was he going to go out tonight?

Unexpected screams sounded outside the dungeon.

Xiao Hongshen was so fascinated by it that he even started playing time.

The sound of human life at the last moment is really beautiful.

Scream, scream...scream a little louder.

All the humiliation he suffered in Xiliang City needs blood to wash away.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound finally stopped.

Xiao Pingfeng slowly opened her eyes.

The dungeon door was kicked open.

Mo Shan appeared at the door covered in blood.

She raised her sword and split the shackles on Xiao Hongshen's body.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for being late."

Xiao Hongshen rubbed the blood marks on his wrist, raised his pale hand to look at the moonlight cast by the window, and then slammed it on Mo Shan's face.

He said without audible emotion: "I know I'm late, but I'll be faster next time."

Mo Shan's face was twisted and blood spilled from the corners of her lips. She lowered her head and said, "This subordinate will keep this in mind."

Xiao Hongshen straightened his dirty robe and walked outside with straight steps.

"Get up, let's go see what the outside world has become."

There was a river of blood outside.

When Xiao Hongshen came out of the dungeon, a head happened to roll to his feet.

The head turned upward, revealing a young face.

It's the maid who took care of Yan Wanqing's yard before.

Xiao Hong took a deep look and frowned slightly.

Mo Shan behind him immediately stepped forward, raised his foot and kicked his head to the side, then half-knelt on the ground and used his sleeve to wipe off the blood on Xiao Hongshen's shoes, but a blood droplet had penetrated into the cloth shoe and could not be wiped away no matter how hard he wiped it. It was clean, Mo Shan wiped it for a while.

Xiao Hongshen said impatiently: "Okay."

He prolonged his tone, and a look of fear flashed in Mo Shan's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

She stood up and stood next to Xiao Hongshen respectfully.

At this time, there were already countless casualties in the city lord's palace. There were corpses and seriously injured servants everywhere. They were crowded together and dared not speak out in anger.

And the killers in black in Xiao Hongshen's hands were like ruthless puppets.

With their hands raised and swords dropped, each of them was a ruthless executioner, sending the few remaining survivors to the road to hell.

Xiao Hongshen felt much relieved.

"Where's that bitch Ji Yuntai?"

Thinking of Ji Yuntai helping Yan Wanqing attack him, he felt like all the blood in his body was flowing backwards.

The deaths of these people were insignificant at the moment, and he wanted to see Ji Yuntai kneel in front of him and beg for mercy.

"Reporting to the master, he is currently evacuating towards the north of the city."

Hearing that a cripple from Ji Yuntai could evacuate, Xiao Hongshen felt incredible: "Who is helping him?"

"A mysterious and unknowable force." Mo Shan said cautiously.

"Is there a mysterious power you don't know about?" Xiao Hongshen sneered at this.

Mo Shan buried his head lower.

She's just not sure.

"Tell me your guess. I forgive you for being wrong."

"...It seems they are people from Penglai Immortal Island." Mo Shan said slowly: "It's just that they have always been isolated from the world. This time they suddenly rescued Ji Yuntai. The reason is unknown."

"Penglai Immortal Island..." Xiao Hongshen had never heard of it, but the world was so big and full of wonders, there were people outside the people, and there were mountains outside the mountains, so he soon felt relieved.

"Don't let him escape easily. This palace wants his blood to pay tribute to the souls of the heroes who died in this battle." Xiao Hongshen said slowly with a malicious smile.

This is an order that does not matter life or death.

Mo Shan immediately waved his hand, and the group of men in black rushed out of the city lord's mansion like black bats.

At this time, footsteps could be heard outside the city lord's palace.

After hearing this, Xiao Hongshen's eyes became even colder.

"It didn't come too late, it was just right."

The door of the city lord's mansion was knocked open with brute force from outside.

Chang Qianhu stepped on the threshold and was about to put his foot down when he was grabbed by his brother.

"Blood!"

Isn’t it all blood?

The maids and boys who were struggling to survive fell one after another in the direction of the gate. Blood spread all over the bluestone along their young bodies. At this time, there was no one left on the road in front of the city lord's mansion.

It's a clean place to put your feet.

Too cruel.

Chang Qianhu tightened his grip on the long sword in his hand.

Anger made his eyes scarlet: "Brothers, fight in, we will avenge the city lord's mansion!"

"Kill--" the soldiers shouted angrily while holding their weapons.

But the words just fell out.

Then I heard three "Pah——, Pah——, Pah——" palm sounds coming from the left side of the door.

Xiao Hongshen had a robe draped over his shoulders and was standing under a jujube tree stroking his palms.

"Who do you want to avenge?"

he asked.

Chang Qianhu's eyes were red. He naturally knew that the seventh prince should be imprisoned at this moment, but his demeanor and the servants around him were covered in blood.

Even if the person who committed the crime was not the Seventh Prince Xiao Hongshen, it still had something to do with him.

"How did the seventh prince come out of the dungeon?" Chang Qianhu stepped in the muddy blood and walked to Xiao Hongshen step by step.

The voice came out word by word from the back molars.

After Xiao Hongshen heard this, he sneered and slowly lowered his hands.

"Chang Qianhu is asking this palace to blame?" He raised his eyebrows: "After following Yan Wanqing for a few days, you don't know that the sky is too high, right? Come and ask this palace to blame, you are worthy!"

He was speechless, and Mo Shan beside him slowly drew his sword.

Listen to the sound of the scabbard.

Chang Qianhu was unmoved and continued: "The Seventh Prince should stay in the dungeon at this moment, waiting for Commander Yan to return."

"Why should I wait for Yan Wanqing to come back?" What a joke!

Xiao Hongshen almost laughed out loud at the elm-headed man in front of him.

After finally getting Yan Wanqing and Xiao Pingfeng out of Xiliang City, he felt that the air in the whole city was refreshing.

Now Chang Kuan actually wants him to go back to the dungeon and wait for Yan Wanqing to come back and punish him.

He tilted his head and looked at Chang Qianhu in front of him.

"I am in a good mood right now, Chang Kuan. I will give you one last chance." He squinted his eyes: "Kneel down in front of me and shout that Yan Late Qing has collaborated with the enemy and treason, and I will spare your life."

Shouted Yan Shuai for collaborating with the enemy and treason?
To be continued...