"Your Majesty, Xue Huaiyi led the group of monks from Baima Temple and the women who came to the village to rob them. Please save the women."
"Your Almighty Majesty, Xue Huayi and those monks, please save us sisters who were kidnapped on the streets."
"My kind majesty, the common woman is still pregnant. Xue Badi, they, they... are worse than animals."
"..."
One voice after another, piercing accusations and beggings from the depths of the soul broke through the thick night and resounded over the metropolitan city.
The dark clouds rolled more violently, and the thunder and lightning were so dense that it seemed as if no one was given even a moment to breathe.
The rain has yet to come.
Instead, there were tears like rain from those women.
The old emperor covered his heart, listening to the roar between heaven and earth, and watching the lightning with unparalleled power dancing like a golden snake between heaven and earth.
Her feet couldn't help but take a half step back.
She had an intuition: If she could not return justice to heaven and earth, heaven and earth would destroy her at this moment without hesitation.
Under the might of God, he is so small.
"Your Majesty, the White Horse Temple has been burned down. Master Xue burned it himself. If Master Di hadn't arrived in time to rescue these women..."
Su Hong spoke at the right time to relieve His Majesty.
The old emperor took a deep breath.
He stroked his chest, holding back the emotion he didn't know whether it was sadness or anger.
As it is, so be it.
She took a big step forward and declared loudly: "Xue Huaiyi: wantonly perverting the law and harming the people! I, the Emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty, sentence him to death with a thousand swords and execute it immediately!"
Under the city tower, hundreds of women burst into tears...
Cry, kowtow, and give thanks.
The old emperor regressed.
Back again and again.
In the past, she had enjoyed the scenery of thousands of people worshiping her. But now, such sights and sounds only made her feel ashamed and scared.
It was her willfulness that brought them suffering.
And when she paid for her actions, what she received was their most sincere gratitude.
she……
Not worthy.
With this thought, the old emperor immediately turned around and ran down the city wall, almost escaping in panic.
And she didn't notice: behind the women, Xue Huaiyi, who was being escorted and kneeling there, looked at her with despair.
Naturally, I didn't even see how miserable the death of Xue Huaiyi and that bunch of fake monks was.
In order to completely untie the knot of the murdered women, the veterans stuffed long and short kitchen knives, axes, boning knives, etc. into the hands of the women after the old emperor left.
They need to personally take action and see with their own eyes the fate of Xue Badren and others in order to live a new future.
And Xue Huayi struggled, rolled, and screamed in pain in the fierceness. There was only one thought left in my mind: If I could stick to the bottom line, even if I couldn't be rich, I could at least be alive.
…
And the other side. Somewhere on the outskirts of Dongcheng District, in a forest, under a large open space.
Di Miao felt like she could go out soon.
When she discovered that the tip of the dagger felt like it was piercing the air, she became a little happy.
But seeing hope right in front of him, the sound of the lock being opened came from the other end of the passage.
What followed was the sound of wooden boards being pulled apart.
Di Miao held her breath and was so nervous that her toes curled up.
She didn't know what to do now.
In addition to calling my second brother Di Ying in my mind, I could only quickly slide down the earth and stone steps, hide in the darkness, and return to the corner of the passage to the dark room lightly and flexibly.
Attach it to the corner on the right side where people are coming down.
He raised the boot dagger in his hand.
The only solution now was for her to fight.
"Huh? Why are all the oil lamps destroyed?"
The people who were preparing to come down couldn't help but utter surprise when they saw the darkness below after lifting the wooden board.
When another person heard that his companion wanted to go down to avoid the thunder, he also followed him.
Seeing this, he said indifferently: "What's all the fuss about? The broken wooden boards at this end are exposed to wind, the ventilation holes at the other end are right next to the blocked wooden boards, and the passage is straight. The draft blew them out."
Okay, just blow on the fire, go down and light it again. Don't water us again if it rains soon. "
The person who lifted up the wooden plank in front heard it and raised his hand in sudden enlightenment, wanting to touch the fire folding piece in his arms.
Suddenly I heard a muffled groan behind me.
The raised palm was hit by something.
It also feels a bit wet and warm.
Just as he was about to rub his fingers together, he felt a sharp pain in his neck...
Peng Liang raised his foot, kicked the two men's heads away, and then swept down the underground passage.
He spent a lot of time on the outskirts of Dongcheng District.
Until I heard someone's exclamation in the thunder and lightning.
It was like a sign pointing the way, which made Peng Liang rush here immediately.
In the dark passage.
Di Miao, who also heard the groaning sound, was so nervous that she couldn't breathe.
Suddenly seeing a dark shadow in front of her, she stabbed it with her boot dagger without thinking.
Peng Liang, who originally thought there was a bad guy in the passage and was on full alert, struck out with his sword and then used the momentum to stab his own man's neck with his backhand.
Between the electric light and flint.
There is a sudden smell of medicinal fragrance in the nose.
Peng Liang's momentum was too late.
Turn your wrist sharply and withdraw your force. Let the back of the knife scrape across Di Miao's neck from top to bottom.
Di Miao didn't know yet that the person coming was Peng Liang, so she endured the pain without saying a word.
Biting her lower lip, the hairpin on her left hand was about to be pierced.
"it's me."
Peng Liang fell back and hurriedly spoke out.
Di Miao: "..."
He rolled his eyes and fainted with relief.
…
The old emperor stumbled back to the palace, closed the door, sat on the dragon bed and hugged the silk quilt. After a long time, he finally came to his senses.
"Su Hong, was it Di Ying who came up with the idea of using those women to force me to kill Xue Huaiyi? Were you also involved?!"
Affirmative tone.
Su Hong shook his head.
He took out a letter from his arms, presented it with both hands, and bowed to reply: "The old slave only received the letter delivered by Master Di."
The old emperor snatched it with his hand, pulled it out and opened it.
The content of the letter was similar to what Su Hong suggested when she went to the city gate tower to see the strange objects.
Dudu added one more sentence: Give His Majesty a surprise.
The old emperor: "..."
She tore up the letter with gritted teeth and pointed at Su Hong with trembling fingers, but could not say a word.
Was Su Hong wrong?
He was also kept in the dark, he was also thinking about his own knot, and he also wanted to give himself a...surprise!
Who is at fault?
There is only one person: Di Ying!
The audacious Di Ying!
Lawless Di Ying!
For decades, how long has it been since you felt like you were being blocked, tortured, and calculated to this extent?
The old emperor could hardly remember it.
She thought that after becoming an emperor, she would no longer be choked by others and would be free and indulgent, but in the end...
Su Hong, who was on the side, saw His Majesty's depressed look and quickly stepped forward to help him.
Su Hong wanted to protect Lord Di, but he really didn't know what to say to calm his angry Majesty.
