This poison will not be released, but now your heart is a little bad, so it broke out, what do you think we should do?"
A sweet smile can't resist the coldness deep in those words.
When the Prince of Later Qin heard this, a mouthful of old blood choked his throat and he couldn't spit it out.
It turns out that he had been designed so early. It was simply that God was going to destroy him, and God was going to destroy his Later Qin State.
"Ahh..." Screams like trapped animals kept coming from the mouth of the Prince of Hou Qin. His hands and feet were stiff and unable to move, but the skin of his body kept rising and falling, as if there were thousands of ants wandering inside. However,
In just such a moment, the Prince of Later Qin felt as if he had died thousands of times.
It was itchy and painful, as if all the internal organs were being eaten and bitten, but the hands and feet could not move. Not only could he not relieve the itching, but he could not even pray for death. That kind of feeling almost drove the prince of the Later Qin Dynasty crazy.
"Kill...kill me...kill me..."
No one answered him.
"Kill...please...please...kill...kill...ah..." Blood streaks appeared from the facial features of the Prince of Hou Qin, looking extremely ferocious in the dim night.
Beiming Changfeng watched the Hou Qin Prince rolling and hissing on the ground with cold eyes. When he finally asked for permission, Beiming Changfeng slowly stepped forward, leaned down and looked at the Queen coldly.
Prince Qin: "I can give you a pleasure, but I want something."
"What...what..." Prince Hou Qin gasped heavily on the ground. The severe pain had made his mind less flexible, and he had no idea what Beiming Changfeng and the others needed.
"Such a sheepskin scroll." He took out the sheepskin scroll from his arms and placed it in front of the Prince of Later Qin.
The Prince of Hou Qin glanced at the parchment with bleeding eyes. His distorted expression made it impossible to see his current expression, but from his eyes you could still see the complete clarity of Fu Zhi's soul: "It turns out...it turns out that what you want...is
this……"
"Yes." Beiming Changfeng looked at the Prince of Hou Qin: "If you give it, I will give you a happy life. If you don't give it, I will eventually find you by destroying the palace. However, do you think I hung you on the city gate?
, When will I find it, when will I give you relief? How about I give you a stick of incense and choose the time." After that, he stood up, turned around and walked back.
"Ahem." The prince of Hou Qin coughed up blood.
"I give."
Come on, as a prince, even if he loses, he must not live an ignoble existence and undermine his prestige. He would rather kill himself with a knife than hang on the city gate and lose his face, ruining his reputation and die in embarrassment.
"Very good." Beiming Changfeng turned around and picked up Prince Hou Qin: "I will give you a pleasure."
With a sad laugh, the Prince of Later Qin closed his eyes: "Imperial Study Room."
Imperial Study Room? Ziyu and Beiming Changfeng looked at each other. They really didn't expect that this map was actually placed in the Imperial Study Room. It was truly hidden away from the city.
Carrying the Prince of Later Qin, Beiming Changfeng immediately took the lead and walked out of the palace.
Ziyu, Yuanyi, Orange, Azi and others followed quickly, leaving only Xiaobing behind to protect Bei Mingyou. The most dangerous place was the safest, and the palace of the Prince of Later Qin was the safest at this moment.
At this moment, the night is already deep, but the lights in Hou Qin's palace are brightly lit today, and there are people everywhere. The chaos of screaming and killing has turned the palace into a mess like porridge.