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390. The four-year period 10

A black wooden carriage was parked in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Luo Yi Caiyi, go in and hold a few people hostage, I want to ask questions."

"Yes, Lord." Luo Yi Caiyi responded without a doubt. The Lord's question was naturally to threaten some people who had status in the Dongfang family. Dongfang Lie and Dongfang Jingao were not something they could hold.

Then the rest will be held hostage by them.

The guard at the door saw that the driver was in a very good appearance and was about to go in and report.

Luo Yi Caiyi waved her hand without saying a word, and all the guards fell to the ground. Then, they flashed and entered the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion and headed to the east and west sides.

Qingjun looked at her in confusion. What did she do when she came to the Prime Minister's Mansion? Even if she did things, she didn't have to take action herself.

Qiong Ying got off the carriage and leisurely entered the prime minister's house gate, with Ye Chen and Wuxin following behind.

A group of guards rushed out and saw that all the guards guarding the gate fell to the ground. They immediately stepped forward to block the way of the visitor.

"Who are you?" The leading guard held the sword at his waist with one hand and pointed at the person who came with the other, looking angry and raised his toes.

"Wuxin." Qiongying frowned and said.

Wuxin nodded, then looked at the guard who led the lead, murderous intent flashed in his beautiful eyes, and with lightning speed, he grabbed a sword from someone.

"Ah!" The leading guard let out a pig-killing scream and fell to the ground and rolled. His hand that had just pointed at the person was separated from his wrist. A bloody palm lay on the ground, dyeing the snow red.

The sword in Wuxin's hand was still dripping with blood. She was wearing white clothes, like a white-clothed Rakshasa, with a cold face and murderous eyes.

The guards were shocked and were so scared that they didn't dare to move. The legs became weak. The girl in white cut off the guard's hand as soon as she made a move. They didn't even know how the girl took action.

"Ah! My hands, my hands..." The guard rolled on the ground and shouted.

"Shut up!" Wu Xin said coldly, taking out a pill from his cloak bag and throwing it into the mouth of the guard.

The guard suddenly disappeared, his whole body was convulsed, and he only had one hand left to pinch his neck, opened his mouth wide and sobbed, but he couldn't make a sound.

"You, you, who are you?" The guards took a few steps back in panic, fearing that the next person to be chopped off would be him.

"Let the people from the Dongfang family come out." Wuxin said coldly.

Before he finished speaking, a thick voice came.

"Who is here? How dare you make trouble in my Dongfang family!"

"Prince." The guards immediately gave way and felt a secret relief.

Dongfang Lie had a fierce look on his face, his eyes were full of majesty, and his aura was imposing. His sharp eyes swept across the three uninvited guests. He was so brave, but only three newborn calves.

At this time, Luo Yi held the man hostage, and the sword was placed on the neck of the Qin mother and daughter.

Caiyi also caught a man and came with Dongfang Ziying.

Li and Dongfang Ziling stood behind Dongfang Lie in panic.

"Prince, help, help..." Qin Shi was stunned and her face was pale. She also had some cultivation, but she was caught in a few moves.

"Dad, save my mother and I, wuwu, dad..." Zi Yan's face was lost and she cried in fear. The sword seemed to wipe her neck at any time.

"Who are you?" Dongfang Lie said sternly, blatantly breaking into the Prime Minister's Mansion to hold the person hostage, either stupid and ignorant, or there is enough capital to clamor.

There were just a few young girls, and he couldn't see whether it belonged to the former or the latter for a while.


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