Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 90
The crossbowmen on the roofs on both sides immediately took aim.

"Old Seven!" He came prepared, and Duanmu roared angrily, "You are too conceited, talking like I am in your pocket. Don't forget, now I am the Patriarch of the Duanmu Clan , if you want to touch me, how can you not ask the elders of the clan first if they agree?"

"Do you think I'm you?" Duanmuqi snorted and snorted, "Those old things, food and clothing, none of them were taken from Duanmu's family. I raised them, so why should I enshrine them? You still Do you really believe that they will show loyalty to you? But it doesn’t matter, if they are affectionate and righteous, then I will send them to accompany you on the road as companions. It’s just a few decorations for idle food, and I worry that I can’t find someone to replace them ?”

The joint elders of each family have the power to punish or even change the head of the family.

From Duanmuqi's point of view, those people were like old porcelain placed in a cabinet.

Duanmu Yang was so angry with him.

Duanmuqi really ran out of patience, and he didn't want to spend any more time with him, so he pulled a cold smile on the corner of his lips and said: "The Great Wall!"

"Yes!" Great Wall nodded and gestured decisively.

The ready-to-go bows and arrows of the crossbowmen swished off the strings and shot towards Duanmu Yang and others on the street.

It was impossible for them to fight here in the middle of the night without disturbing the officials and the people in the city, but the heavens are good, this torrential rain covered everything up.

Duanmu Yang's guards frantically waved their swords to resist.

Jia Yuan said in a loud voice: "Master, they are going to get serious. A hero doesn't suffer from immediate losses. Let's retreat from the back and go back to the mansion first and then find another way?"

In a large family, the prestige and reputation of the head of the family are very important, so Duanmu Yang wanted to hoe Duanmuqi, so he made such a tortuous design, with the idea of ​​killing people with a knife.

He never thought that Duanmuqi was going to move him, but he did it so grandiosely, his heart was burning with anger, he thought for a while, and just about to nod and order to retreat, he didn't want to hear another movement from the rain behind him, a group of people rushed over.

Embarrassed on all sides, all escape routes were blocked, if Duanmu Yang wanted to get out of the predicament now, he might have no choice but to escape.

Duanmuqi actually arranged such a watertight arrangement?

Duanmuyang gritted his teeth to deal with the Great Wall and the rushing guards, but he heard Jia Yuan whispered like he saw a ghost, "Master, that's—is that Mr. Tang?"

Duanmu was shocked and turned his head hastily during the fight.

The reinforcements who surrounded him from behind had arrived, and the leader who rode his horse——

But it was Tang Ao who was killed by him in Cuixi Tower half an hour ago.

Tang Ao's face was cold and serious, without any emotional warmth on his face.

At that moment, Duanmu Yang seemed to have an illusion——

Those who came were not Duanmuqi's reinforcements at all, but Yin soldiers that Tang Ao brought back from the underworld to demand his life.

This person should have died obviously. He led people to surround the Cuixi Tower and fought fiercely with the members of the Tang family. In the end, Tang Ao was hacked down the building and fell to his death on the spot. He also confirmed the body.

Are there really ghosts?
Duanmu Yang is not a timid person, but everyone will be in awe of ghosts and gods, not to mention the person who appeared in front of him was the one he personally killed.

Duanmuyang's heart suddenly flustered for a moment, and he couldn't dodge in time, but Duanmuqi's hidden guard opened a deep bone wound on his right arm.

Duanmu groaned, the blood splashed and fell on the ground, and was washed away by the rain immediately.

"It's raining really well, otherwise, wouldn't I have to bring a water truck to wash the street afterwards?" Duanmu Qi never joined the battle circle, and stood a little far away from Zhuma, sincerely admiring him.

Duanmu Yang poured out the old blood on his chest, and turned to look at him angrily.

Duanmuqi ignored him, but looked out of the crowd, and said to the man who came across: "Master Tang, this time is a life-saving grace, you owe me one more time, now I will give you another chance to kill your enemy, Remember to thank me tomorrow!"

What does it mean?Is this person really Tang Ao?

So who was the person who fell to his death from Cuixi Tower?

Duanmu Yang's mind was in a mess.

Tang Ao's face was gloomy and cold. Because he narrowly escaped death tonight, he was obviously in a bad mood, and he didn't answer Duanmuqi's words. He just waved to the guards he brought, "Do it! Make it quick!"

"Tang Ningzhi!" Duanmu Yang was trapped in the prison, and he had completely lost his composure. With a sword, he forced away a sword from a hidden guard, and looked at Tang Ao angrily, "You and Lao Qili Yingwai? Xilou—”

"There are so many similar people in the world? Can you really be sure that the person who died in Cuixi Tower was me?" Tang Ao said, sneered, and then rushed into the battle circle with his sword involuntarily.

Duanmu Yang hastily responded, and it was only at this time that he woke up from a dream.

He said that since Duanmuqi knew that he was going to take advantage of the court to get rid of him, how could he let things happen? Indeed, the person he bumped into in Cuixi Tower was exactly the same as Tang Ao in terms of body shape and posture.

Under the circumstances at that time, he naturally believed that that person was Tang Ao who was tricked out by him.

Later, when the body was examined, the street was already dark, and it was raining heavily. The appearance of that person might be similar to Tang Ao, so he was blinded in this way, so that on the way back Taking it lightly, he just fell into the trap set by Duanmuqi.

Damn!

The relationship between Tang Ao and Duanmu Yang is now bitter and bitter, and they brought all the guards of the Tang family to spare no effort to kill them.

Duanmu Yang's heart was disturbed, but it was extremely difficult to deal with it.

Tang Ao swung his sword and slashed over.

Duanmu blocked it with his horizontal sword, his jaws were numb from the shock of his strength, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead together with the rain.

"Tang Ningzhi, he asked you to come here just to use you, don't you understand? Once you help him kill me today, you will always be in his hands from now on. Do you want to be controlled by others for the rest of your life? , do you want to be his running dog?" Duanmu said angrily.

(End of this chapter)