The red ghost did not salute the Mad King, but said coldly to him: "Your Majesty, I won't take your things. My master, the Lord of Bei'an City, has invited me."
"Who is the city lord? I don't know him!"
The Mad King refused to submit, and several guards on horseback came immediately with swords.
The knife was held to his neck, and the Mad King had to leave.
"You are not allowed to bully me!"
The Mad King made feeble arguments like a child.
"If you don't leave, I can kidnap you and leave!"
The red ghost was impatient and didn't want to coax him.
The Mad King jumped to his feet: "You bully others and are unreasonable! I won't play with you anymore! I'll go play with the Queen Mother."
After saying this, the Mad King will run away.
Can such childish words fool these guards?
Gu Huaijiu is now as easy to deal with as a kindergarten kid.
With one arm held up and a knife on his neck, the Mad King was pushed towards the city lord's palace.
When the mighty team walked away, Mr. Zhao straightened up his back, exhaled a long breath of relief, pinched his waist and spat: "Bah! You can think of getting rid of this hot potato. I will offend both the Queen Mother and the Emperor. I can't afford it! I'm still afraid that you, Chu Ziyang, won't come and grab it!"
Mr. Zhao wiped his nose and smiled proudly at the government servant behind him: "How about it! Doesn't this grandson of mine pretend to be like you?"
The government officials were dumbfounded. They didn't know whether to say they were similar or not, and whether the lord was me or my grandson.
"You guys can't be governor! I'd love to pretend to be a grandson a few more times!"
Mr. Zhao happily sat back in the sedan and crossed his legs: "Listen carefully, no one should interfere with King Rui's business. If you see him or bump into him, just pretend you can't see him!"
The yamen officials looked at each other and agreed vaguely.
"Finish the work! Get up the sedan, go back and continue playing Pai Gow."
Mr. Zhao leaned in the sedan chair, feeling refreshed and bright.
But at this moment, Liang Yue felt foggy in her heart.
Liang Yue glanced at the gloomy sky and smacked her lips. She was hungry and wondered if the city lord would treat her to a drink later.
When a drop of rain hit Liang Yue's face, the city lord's mansion arrived.
Liang Yue shivered, not because of the rain, but because of the flowers made of plain white cloth hanging on the plaque on the gate of the mansion.
Looking at the guards and servants, they all took out a filial belt from their sleeves and tied it between their foreheads.
"Eaaah!"
There's a big hole ahead, run!
Liang Yue kicked her legs, but Crazy Dad was still scratching his head and looking around curiously.
He touched his forehead and said, "Why don't I?"
Crazy dad, do you know how much you deserve a beating now?
Liang Yue looked at the hatred shrouded in dozens of pairs of eyes that turned back to stare at the Mad King, and subconsciously touched her neck. She seemed to have guessed why the emperor wanted to exile the crazy father here.
With a knife held all the way, he bypassed the huge stone screen and came face to face with the huge word "Dian" in the hall.
The Mad King was pushed to the corridor, surrounded by guards. In the main hall, there was a figure, tall and tall, as strong as a yak. This man also wore a filial belt on his head, and his hands were behind his back and clenched into fists.
Liang Yue thought without exaggeration that this man's fist was bigger than her head!
"Yeah!"
Crazy dad, can’t you fly? Don't run yet!
In such a solemn atmosphere, how could God be so rare to cause trouble?
The pouring rain splashed white waves on the ground. Even though the crazy father used his arms to block it, Liang Yue still felt chilled.
"It's raining! Run!"
The Mad King quickly wanted to get into the corridor, but was blocked by a guard holding a knife.
"Run! Run!"
After charging once but failing, the Crazy King wanted to charge again when he suddenly heard a Tyrannosaurus roaring from behind him: "Gu Huaijiu! Go to hell!"
The Mad King turned around and was hit with a punch in the face. The Mad King was knocked away and fell heavily to the ground.
"ah!"
Liang Yue shouted. She lay on Crazy Dad and looked at the man who rushed towards Crazy Dad again. It was the man who was standing in the hall just now.
This man lifted the Mad King up from the ground with one hand. His face was ferocious, and his wheat-colored skin was washed by the rain and shined brightly, but it was not as conspicuous as the fierce light in his eyes.
"Gu Huaijiu!"
The man's upper lip twitched, he lifted the Mad King up, gritted his teeth and said: "Give back my sister's life, my Chu Ziyang's sister!"
Half of the Mad King's face was beaten into a round eggplant, but he did not forget to hold on to Liang Yue in his hand. He coughed twice, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and mixed with the rain on his face.
"Hey Hey!"
The Mad King looked silly at the man named Chu Ziyang.
"How dare you laugh!"
Chu Ziyang roared and threw the mad king to the ground, and kicked the mad king in the stomach. The mad king immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Liang Yue was frightened. Crazy father’s strength was average, so why couldn’t he fight back today?
Chu Ziyang kicked the Crazy King a few more times. The Crazy King curled up in pain, and Liang Yue was protected in his arms with both arms.
"You bastard! How dare you kill her!"
"My silly sister just believed what you said, you idiot! I risked my life on you!"
"If you are rebelling, you are rebelling. Why doesn't the emperor cut you to pieces with a thousand swords? Why are you still here? You deserve to die! Damn it!"
Chu Ziyang still didn't understand his hatred, so he grabbed the mad king's head and tried to hit it on the ground, but his movement suddenly stopped, and his eyes moved to the baby that the mad king had been protecting in his arms.
Chu Ziyang took a deep breath and hit Liang Yue on the head with a palm.
Liang Yue kicked off her legs, slipped out of Crazy King's arms, and landed on Crazy King's lap.
Liang Yue breathed out: Phew!
So many days of training in vain.
But the next moment, she was caught and fell into the enemy's hands.
Chu Ziyang grabbed Liang Yue's neck with his big hands and glared: "This is your daughter!"
Chu Ziyang used his strength and roared at the Mad King: "You beast! You deserve a daughter!"
"Betrayed my sister! And killed her! Okay! You can live a good life on your own, and you will have a daughter to take care of you until you die!"
Chu Ziyang kicked the mad king three feet away. He lifted Liang Yue up and shook it: "Gu Huaijiu, today I will use your daughter's blood to sacrifice my sister's spirit in heaven!"
Chu Ziyang grabbed Liang Yue and entered the house.
"Liangyue..."
The rain was so loud that Liang Yue seemed to hear her crazy father calling him in a trance.
Chu Ziyang looked at his sister's memorial tablet on the table, and the sword in his hand came out of its sheath with a swipe.
"Wow!"
Liang Yue couldn't bear it anymore and cried out. She was too afraid of death!
In the white rain curtain, the thin figure in tattered clothes stood up staggeringly, with a pair of burning eyes embedded in his bruised face. He vomited blood and shouted into the room: "Put her down! "
Chu Ziyang was stunned for a moment by the mad king's shout. The mad king ran towards the house. Chu Ziyang reacted immediately and shouted: "Beat me to death!"
