My Empress is My Bad Girl

Shui Yijun is worthy of being the person who knows children the best in the world. Seeing her frown, he understood her thoughts, and he immediately laughed and said, "Master, if you don't let go, Long Bo will really die."

No matter how high Xiaozhuang's martial arts is, he can't stand being strangled for so long.

He really couldn't hold on anymore.

Before Xiao Er could speak, a person suddenly squeezed into the crowd, staring at Xiao Zhuang who was dying in surprise, and shouted in horror: "Master Longbo!"

Xiao Er followed the sound and found that it was Zhaohui who had brought him in.

Zhaohui also immediately recognized that the person holding the rope was the prince who had kept her mind rippling all day.

She was shocked and frightened, and tremblingly said: "So it was you...you, why did you do this?"

As soon as this was said, the high priest understood.

The "traitor" of the Uzbek, the one who brought Prince Lian into the stockade, is Zhaohui.

All the Uzu people, including the high priest, glared at Zhaohui.

Zhaohui has suffered a lot of blindfold these days, but it is the first time in her life to be stared at by so many people with hatred.

She shivered a little, tears fell, and people slowly knelt down on the ground, "Why, why is it like this... Lord, why are you doing this?"

Xiao Zhuang's struggle gradually weakened.

Xiao Er was indifferent and looked cold.

Even Shui Yijun couldn't help frowning: "Lord..."

The high priest suddenly shouted: "Please let my son go, I will give you everything you want, and I will swear in the name of God!"

The Uzbeks were in an uproar.

The Uzbek believes in the Houtu Empress and swears in the name of god, which is the heaviest oath and curse of their tribe.

If it were not between life and death, ordinary people would never say that.

Xiao Er looked at Shui Yijun.

Shui Yijun nodded slightly.

"Okay." Xiao Er pulled out the saber around his waist casually.

Put it away, the knife falls.

The rope was cut.

Xiaozhuang plopped to the ground.

The high priest was excited to rush over, but was stopped by several imperial soldiers.

Xiao Er looked at him with a smile.

The high priest shouted, "I just want to know if he is good!"

"Then you don't have to worry, we have a doctor here."

The doctor that Xiao Er said was his second brother-in-law.

Shui Yijun stepped forward and checked slightly. He felt bad, and hurriedly reached out and pressed Xiaozhuang's chest.

Seeing him doing this, everyone changed their faces.

The child turned his head to look at her sister subconsciously, and found that her face was pale in the moonlight, and her eyes were full of tears.

But she sat motionless, with no expression of excitement.

The two sisters grew up together and get along day and night. The children know that this is the behavior when the sister is extremely sad and painful.

The child twisted his eyebrows and looked down.

The pressing continues.

Xiao Zhuang was lying on the ground, his eyes closed, and he didn't feel anything.

The high priest trembled, couldn't support himself, and almost collapsed to the ground.

When he discovered that Long Bo was missing many years ago, the feeling of powerlessness and extinction swept through his body again.

He would never feel the feeling of gaining and losing.

He knelt on the ground, staring at the figure lying on the ground without blinking.

Zhaohui also knelt on the ground, covering her face, crying bitterly.

She is so regretful and hateful.

She hated herself, why should she be bewitched by that dangerous man and led him into the town.

All the consequences were caused by her.

She killed Master Long Bo!

If Master Long Bo dies, then she will have to die with him.

Zhaohui made up her mind, but calmed down instead.