After rebirth, the regent thought about the following crimes every day

"You do it."

Qiao Rongrong looked up at him, with a fearless smile on her lips, "Still, you have fallen in love with me and are reluctant to do anything."

Dong Chao's expression changed, and he suddenly grabbed her neck and lifted her up: "What is love? I am not a lowly woman like you who only understands love and love."

Qiao Rongrong's fair face turned red and purple due to suffocation, her red lips also faded, but her eyes still looked at him mockingly.

I'm sorry, Your Highness, I didn't protect my life.

However, the final dignity was preserved.

This was fine, it made him think that the roster was hidden by him, and he could let His Highness take the complete roster back.

Dong Chao looked at her face, frowned fiercely, and relaxed his hand a little.

"You don't have the roster, do you?"

Seeing that she was a little surprised, Dong Chao continued, "When you wanted to follow me into my room earlier, someone had already taken the roster away."

"No matter who that person is, since he didn't tell you this, he probably didn't really want to save you. He even wanted you to delay."

"He wants you to die, are you still willing to cover up for him?"

"Rong Niang, if you admit your mistake, I will let you go. Let's catch that man together and chop him to death. How about that?"

Qiao Rongrong's lips moved. He came closer and heard her say: "Aren't you... also... trying to... take... my... life?"

"I'm just angry. We've been together for so long, can we still be inferior to others?"

Dong Chao rubbed her cheek with his fingers, "Rong Niang, we can't afford to offend the people behind the roster, not even the person who asked you to help steal the roster."

He had known who entered Wushan before, and what he said to Rong Niang in the house was also a lie to make His Highness the Third Prince who was hiding in the dark impulsively reveal his lies. However, he did not expect that he could hold back his temper. of.

Who is the regent, and who can he mess with?

He is very self-aware.

What's more, it makes people think that the roster is better in her hands.

"Rong Niang, do you really want to die?"

Unexpectedly, after talking for a long time, she became more determined. Dong Chao gritted his teeth: "If you don't say yes, then go to hell."

He squeezed his fingers tightly again, determined to kill Qiao Rongrong.

"call out--"

The sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air fell behind his ears. Dong Chao quickly pulled Qiao Rongrong back and looked at a few more people in the room.

He laughed: "You guys really think highly of me, there are actually so many people coming to arrest me."

"Let's capture him without mercy."

The most taboo thing on the battlefield was being distracted. Jun Changque didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so he directly took the sword and attacked. The sharp sword energy passed by his ear and swept away a strand of hair.

Dong Chao suppressed his smile: "I still have something to do, so I won't play with you anymore. Goodbye."

As he finished speaking, a smoke bomb spread rapidly along with the poisonous gas. Before Jun Changque raised his hand, there was already a trace of white clothes in front of him, covering the poisonous gas in front of him.

"Run away." Mo Yanzhuo looked at the broken window and said quietly.

Jun Changque did not look at him immediately, but looked at his shining clothes and was stunned for a moment. He came back to his senses when he heard his voice: "It's okay, I can't run away, it's just..."

But Qiao Rongrong didn't know if there would be danger.

A person like Dong Chao wouldn't save someone for the sake of a trace of humanity in his heart. He most likely couldn't stand betrayal and would seek revenge even in dangerous situations.

Mo Yanzhuo naturally retracted his hand: "I will give orders to dispatch inns and government offices at all levels along the way to cooperate. We will also catch up. Jun Changxiao can stay and handle the rest of the affairs."

Jun Changque nodded and looked at Gui Ying: "You can stay and help."

There are so many innocent women and children here, as well as this ragtag group of people in Wushan, who have to be escorted back to Beijing.

Qiao Rongrong didn't want to leave with him, so she struggled hard and was knocked unconscious by Dong Chao. When she woke up, the two of them had already left Wushan.

Her hands and feet were tied up, and she made no movement. She looked around carefully and found that she was in the tent.

Where is she?

Was he rescued by His Highness?

"Are you awake?" Dong Chao suddenly said, "Do you know where we are going?"

Still haven't escaped from this devil's hand?

Qiao Rongrong was a little desperate.

He didn't care whether Qiao Rongrong answered or not, and said to himself: "We are going to the capital, and we should do it openly. How would they know that I did not run away, but lurked beside them."

"So what if someone checks out along the way? Can they still find me, hahaha."

Dong Chao came closer and kissed her carefully on the face: "Rong Niang, when I return to Beijing, I will love you so much, and you will never leave me."

Qiao Rongrong endured the nausea and closed her eyes, guessing where the two of them were now.

This should be the army sent by the imperial court to clear Wushan.

Your Highness, will they guess it?

Two figures, one black and one white, stood on the hillside, looking at the dense forest in front of them.

Jun Changque sneered: "He ran pretty fast."

"Your Highness," Mo Yanzhuo called him, "let's go in and look for another hour. If we can't find it, we'll go back."

He felt something was wrong, and these marks were somewhat obvious.

"Yes." Jun Changque nodded. No matter how eager he was to find someone, he couldn't look for him like this.

Seeing him obeying her will, Mo Yanzhuo looked gentle: "Don't worry, Your Highness, we are chasing closely. He won't have time to do anything. Miss Qiao is a lucky person and everything will be fine."

"I hope so."

Jun Changque said, his eyebrows raised, and he said coldly, "Get out."

Mo Yanzhuo turned his back to him and looked at the man in black rushing out in front of him.

It's a dead soldier.

There looked to be about thirty people.

Mo Yanzhuo whispered and handed him the sword in his hand: "Be careful, don't stay too far away from me."

Jun Changque didn't make a sound, he rushed forward in a flash, and with a move of his sword, he wiped one person's neck.

The killing moves trained on the battlefield are decisive and sharp, without any unnecessary movements.

Jun Changque watched Mo Yanzhuo's movements while fighting. It seemed that he didn't like using the sword. Wherever the wind passed by his palm, there was a sound of bones breaking.

The snow-white brocade robe was not stained with a trace of blood, and his movements were as elegant as if he were not killing anyone.

He is obviously more ruthless than me.

Those dead soldiers whose internal organs or brains were shattered by him couldn't even hum and fell to the ground dead.

Jun Changque raised his eyebrows, threw his sword, and passed through the necks of two people. He ducked in front of the sword, held the hilt with his backhand, and stabbed the third person.

With the sword technique of sealing the throat with one sword, the opponent died before he even had time to react.

Not even a drop of blood was spilled on him.

To be honest, I have never fought side by side with someone like him, it was really enjoyable.

If the two of them went to the battlefield together, I don't know what the outcome would be.

The indifferent light in his eyes was gradually dissipated by the warmth, and a trace of the morning sun rose.