Zhu Zan shook off Sifeng's hand and strode towards the soldiers who were blocking the crowd to maintain order.
"What happened?" he shouted.
The soldiers suddenly heard the voice of inquiry approaching and couldn't help but feel nervous. When they saw that the person coming was Zhu Zan, their expressions relaxed, but then they thought of Lu Yunqi's battle, and they suddenly became even more nervous.
We can't cause any more trouble at this time.
"Your Majesty, please stay." They shouted hurriedly.
Zhu Zan shrugged and stood still.
"I just wanted to see if I could help," he said.
Are you always helping me? Thank God if I don't cause any trouble, a general said in his heart, facing Zhu Zan and asking for help from the other side.
"No, no, it's okay." He whispered, "Thank you very much, Your Majesty."
Zhu Zan curled his lips.
"Is Mr. Huang injured?" he asked, "Do you really not need help?"
The general stepped forward and lowered his voice.
"Precisely because it is Mr. Huang who is injured, you should avoid it, Mr. Prince," he said in a low voice.
It is known to many people that Master Huang is dissatisfied with Duke Cheng.
"I'm not a thief, so why should I avoid it?" he said, but still walked towards the place where the horses were parked next to him.
Seeing him turn around and walk away, the general and Sifeng Zhang Baotang, who was chasing after him in the distance, breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhu Zan stood in front of a horse. The horse was strong and handsome, snorting and standing obediently.
"The horses these days are pretty good, not the thin, long-haired horses of the past," he said.
Although it is inappropriate to talk about horses at this time, it is more appropriate than talking about Mr. Huang.
The general smiled and nodded.
"Yes, the Department of Animal Husbandry and Supervision is finally willing to be generous to us..." he said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Zan raised his hand and stroked the horse's back.
Seeing this action, Sifeng, who was walking over, suddenly became alert.
not good!
He subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to shout, but he was still a step too late. He only heard a horse neighing, and saw the black horse that was standing quietly and docilely raised its hooves and jumped up, then fell down and jumped a few steps away, neighing.
He rushed straight towards Mr. Huang.
Suddenly there were screams on the street.
Miss Jun, who was walking towards Mr. Huang with some determination, subconsciously stopped. Before she could see clearly, Liu Er grabbed her and dragged her back.
"Danger!" Liu'er screamed.
With a scream, the black horse had already knocked away the soldiers surrounding the place and rushed in.
The Huang family members who were standing scattered fell down like rice in the wind.
Faced with a frightened horse, a person's first subconscious reaction is to run away.
Mr. Huang was supported by his servants and threw himself to the side. The black horse jumped dangerously past them, shaking its head, wagging its tail, and neighing as it lowered its hooves.
Because the Huang family's servants suddenly dispersed, Mr. Tang, who was originally standing at the back, became the one at the front. I don't know if he was frightened or shocked. He stood motionless and looked at the approaching dark horse.
The black horse leaps up, the black horse hoofs up, the black horse falls down.
His eyes followed the black horse up and down, and then he saw the black horse's hooves accidentally falling on Mr. Huang who was lying on the ground.
His vision froze for an instant, everything in front of him seemed to move in slow motion, and the noisy screams in his ears disappeared.
He saw the hoof fall on Mr. Huang, who was trampled like a shrimp, then rolled up on the ground, and then fell down. The dagger penetrated the palm of his hand and stabbed into his throat, leaving only his head.
Hit the ground.
There was a click.
The dagger finally went in a little further.
This one point determines life.
Mr. Huang's head shook once and then became motionless.
At the same time, there was a stabbing sound, and blood spattered over him. Master Tang was caught off guard and was sprayed all over his face again. He couldn't help but let out a different scream, and he fell to his knees on the ground.
There was a thud on the other side, and the black horse that had stepped over Mr. Huang fell to the ground, throwing up a cloud of dust.
A tall figure was covered with dust and blood. He turned his back to the crowd, holding a scimitar in his hand, and a severed horse head rolled down at his feet.
This scene is strange and terrifying.
Until he raised the knife in his hand and let out a scream like a frightened girl.
"The horse is frightened." He shouted loudly, "The horse is frightened. It's terrible. It's terrible."
It's terrible.
It's really terrible.
It all seems to happen in the blink of an eye.
It was so fast that no one realized what happened.
Miss Jun felt like her heart was beating like a drum, everything in front of her was a little blurry, and her ears were noisy. It seemed that she couldn't hear anything, but she heard crying and shouting again, and saw people running and rolling on the ground.
"master!"
"Someone come quickly!"
"Old man!"
"The master is dead!"
Miss Jun's eyes focused.
Dead.
Through the chaotic crowd, she saw Mr. Huang lying on the ground.
You don't need to go over to look at her to know that Mr. Huang just now can't be bumped at all, let alone roll over on the ground like this.
That dagger definitely killed him.
"Is he dead?"
Amidst the noise, a weak female voice came from the ground.
Miss Jun turned around and saw the girl looking over there with her head straining.
Her face was full of anticipation.
"Is he dead?" she said again, as if she wanted to crawl over and have a look.
"He is dead." Miss Jun said.
The girl raised her head and looked at her, fire igniting in her eyes.
"I said he was dead, so he was dead." Miss Jun whispered again, "I am Jun Jiuling, you believe me."
The girl looked at her and burst into laughter, but she no longer had the strength to laugh. Tears burst out from her eyes while she laughed, and she touched her head on the ground.
Miss Jun looked at her.
"Do you need my help?" she whispered.
The girl looked at her as if she didn't understand.
Miss Jun looked at her, hooked her foot, and stepped on a knife that a servant had dropped while avoiding the frightened horse.
She stepped on the knife handle hard, and the knife handle tilted up, shining brightly in the sunlight.
The girl looked at her, then at the raised knife in front of her, and suddenly smiled.
Mr. Huang is already dead, and the Huang family will definitely not spare her lightly, and will definitely make her life worse than death.
The great revenge has been avenged, the wish has been fulfilled, and it is a great blessing to die innocently and happily.
"Thank you." she said.
She seemed to want to say more, but moved her lips again and finally said nothing. She closed her eyes, stretched her neck and threw herself forward.
Miss Jun didn't speak any more. She raised her head and looked to the side, her feet seemed to be stumbling unsteadily.
With a pop, her skirt and shoes were splattered with blood.
The blood is hot, burning on the feet like fire. (To be continued)