Chapter 233 Supporting the Jade Dragon to die for the king

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The expanded workhouse is only so big. Qiao Eleven started from the left, and Jiaojiao and Qiao Bo started from the right.

Finally, the comatose mother Rong and others were found, but Sheng Xiuran was nowhere to be seen!

Qiao Jiaojiao was worried.

Could it be that when Uncle Zhou escaped just now, he took Sheng Xiuran away with him?

"Uncle Qiao, let's go to the back door and take a look!"

Qiao Bo took the order and immediately led Qiao Jiaojiao out over the wall.

When I came to the back door, I saw that the place was in a mess, with several corpses lying on the ground!

Qiao Bo quickly covered Qiao Jiaojiao's eyes, took a closer look, and then said in a stern voice:

"Miss, it was the second prince's secret guard who died. He didn't see Uncle Zhou and Miss Sheng!"

Qiao Jiaojiao was extremely tired at this time. She suddenly smelled the faint smell of blood in the wind, and suddenly felt nauseated. She couldn't help but retched.

"Miss!"

Qiao Bo called out worriedly and hurriedly carried Qiao Jiaojiao to the front yard.

"Miss, maybe Uncle Zhou has been caught. Let's go ahead and ask the young master."

Qiao Jiaojiao leaned weakly on Qiao Bo's broad shoulders and nodded lightly.

Suddenly she thought of something again, raised her head suddenly, and whispered:

"Uncle Qiao, let's not show up, just stay in the dark."

Qiao Bo nodded quickly.

In addition to the secret guards of their Qiao family, there were also people from the prince. It was really inappropriate for the young lady to appear in front of others!

Following the sound of fighting, Qiao Bo carried Qiao Jiaojiao all the way to the left side of the almshouse.

This is where the firewood pile was set up, and the fire was still burning brightly, making the place bright and warm.

Qiao Jiaojiao raised her eyes and saw that all the secret guards who had stayed to guard Zhufeng were dead, but Zhufeng was still resisting desperately.

He was covered in blood, and his clothes were torn in several places. At this time, a hideous wound opened on his face, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

Even Qiao Jiaojiao could tell that Zhufeng was extremely tired.

His movements were slow, and every swing of his sword seemed to require all his strength.

When Qiao Bo saw this, he couldn't help but sigh: "This Zhufeng is also a person, with strong martial arts skills at a young age."

"Just now those secret guards were willing to stay with him to die, which shows that he is very popular and has the style of a leader."

"Although they are enemies, they are indeed respectable."

Qiao Bo gave his evaluation sincerely.

When Qiao Jiaojiao heard this, she nodded secretly.

Just now, the eldest brother invaded the almshouse. Zhufeng Ruo was so ruthless that he broke into the house and took the children as hostages. The eldest brother threw a rat trap, so Zhufeng might not be able to escape.

However, he did not choose to do this...

It can be seen from this that Zhufeng is willing to sacrifice everything for the second prince's great cause, but he also has his own perseverance.

"Chasing the Wind!"

Qiao Tianjing's voice suddenly rang out. He only shouted once and didn't say much.

Because he knew that Zhufeng knew everything.

How could he not know his own end at this desperate moment?

Zhufeng fought and retreated, and was forced all the way to the fire. There was really no way to retreat.

When he tried his best to block the blow to his chest, his hand finally lost strength and the sword was thrown away with a clang.

"Throwing away your helmet and armour, you become a king and you lose a bandit. Qiao Dalang, I lost!"

Zhufeng's voice was hoarse, and he shouted at the top of his lungs, like a broken piece of rotten wood, full of despair.

The next moment, he suddenly took out a knife from his waistband.

"This face of mine... Hey, Qiao Dalang, I know that you have every plan, and you want this face of mine to convict His Highness!"

The moment Zhufeng took out the knife, five Qiao family secret guards had already flown up.

Seeing this, Zhufeng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and suddenly used the knife as a hidden weapon and shot it straight at Qiao Nineteen in front of him!

Everyone thought that Zhufeng was trying to disfigure himself. When he threw away the knife, everyone had a look of astonishment on their faces.

At this time, Zhufeng turned around and took a step without hesitation!

When Qiao Jiaojiao saw this, she suddenly leaned out from Qiao Bo's arms. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly!

She...she knew Zhufeng's plan!

What he walked towards resolutely was the burning flame!

he wants--

Self-immolation!

"Qiao Dalang, you have won!"

"But I, Zhufeng, am loyal and loyal to His Highness, and I will do my best. Even if I die, I will never become a flaw for Your Highness! I will never become the sword you use to stab His Highness!"

Zhufeng shouted loudly, his voice full of determination and relief.

His Highness had the grace to save his life and the kindness of knowing him. He had already sworn in his heart that he would live for His Highness in this life!

When building this fire, he told himself:

Tonight's plan will live up to His Highness's trust if it succeeds, and it will not hinder His Highness if it fails!

And this ball of fire was the hero who attracted the Qiao family in its success, and it was Zhufeng who dug the grave for himself in its failure!

Even Qiao Tianjing did not expect that Zhufeng would choose such a cruel method to avoid future troubles for the second prince!

The secret guards rushed forward with all their strength, but they could not keep up with the footsteps of a man who was going to die.

The scorching heat of the flames rushed to my face, and the fire clung to my body, burning my flesh and blood, and it hurt my heart!

At this time, Zhufeng remembered a poem.

Miss Meng wrote so many poems to His Highness, but he loved that line the most.

At this moment, he stood in the fire, chanting with all his strength, and his voice resounded throughout the audience!

"Report your favor on the golden stage, support the Jade Dragon and die for you!"

Your Highness, Your Highness, Zhufeng has never seen you reach the top!

But Zhufeng firmly believes in his heart that you must be the true son of this world!

call--

The tongues of fire whizzed up and instantly engulfed Zhufeng's figure. The fire burned his body, and he didn't even let out a cry of pain.

The place was extremely silent, and this determination and bravery had already shocked everyone.

Qiao Jiaojiao stared at this scene in a daze. It wasn't until Zhufeng's figure collapsed in the fire that she suddenly jumped up and looked away in panic.

She understands this poem, so she understands Zhufeng's determination and lack of regrets.

She was so shocked that she was speechless for a long time.

The wilderness in the distance was a darkness that could not be illuminated by the firelight. The cool wind was entangled with the fierce flames. Qiao Jiaojiao was standing just on the edge. She felt that her whole body was cold and hot, and she had a splitting headache!

For the first time, she felt so intuitively that the Qiao family's cannon fodder battle, and the battle between them and the second prince, was an extremely brutal and bloody battle!

It should be over, right? Can we finish tonight?

She really couldn't hold it any longer.

In this deathly silence, a rapid "ding-ding" sound sounded in Qiao Jiaojiao's mind without warning, almost scaring her soul away!

"Miss!?"

Qiao Bo felt Qiao Jiaojiao trembling.

Qiao Jiaojiao covered her head in pain and quickly called out Gongde Mall.

When she endured the discomfort and looked up, she saw that in the upper right corner of the mall panel, the merit points were soaring!

Qiao Jiaojiao slowly opened her mouth wide, watching the numbers jump and change violently, and finally settled on - 835!

800 merit!

Oh my God! One night today, she actually got 800 merit points!

"Miss, are you okay?"

Qiao Bo felt Qiao Jiaojiao shaking more and more violently.

Qiao Jiaojiao suddenly raised her head, her eyes were firm, as if she had been injected with blood.

Hidden danger!

She must persist a little longer and sweep away all the little tails left tonight!

Thinking of this, Qiao Jiaojiao took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"Uncle Qiao, while everyone's attention is here, please take me back to the almshouse. I have to see that Sanyi again!"