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Ying Wubian sent people to tie those people up with a rope, and finally handed the rope to Ye Wuqing.
Ye Qingqing held the rope like a chicken behind him, humming a little tune all the way, and walked towards the place where they were playing chess.
Many palace maids along the way were so frightened that their hair stood on end and they screamed again and again after seeing it.
They had never seen a frail woman holding a rope in her hand. There were dozens of men in black tied to the rope. These men in black were all unconscious and did not know whether to live or die. Only the leader was bleeding profusely. The sapphire floor was dyed red.
Those palace maids who have always been pampered and used to seeing the beauty of the world, when they first saw this scene, it was enough to scream and so on. Some of them were timid and fainted.
When the guards in Qingfeng Palace saw her, they immediately stepped forward to stop her, but they were all stopped by Ying Wubian.
The guards had no choice but to ask Zhang Qianjue for instructions.
But he was dragged along by Ying Wubian all the way, so that when Ye Qingwu walked to the palace where the two of them were playing chess, the guard had not had time to report the situation to Zhang Qianjue.
Zhang Qianjue joined Jun Jiuyu to drink tea at this time. The so-called endgame just now was just to delay Jun Jiuyu. Drinking tea now is the time to talk about business.
"God of Death, did you do what happened to Xu Hui?" Zhang Qianjue thought that Ye Wuqing should have been caught by now, and he had a little more confidence when he spoke, so he asked directly.
Jun Jiuyu glanced at the tea on the side and saw that the tea leaves had not yet spread out and the color of the tea was not bright. He had no intention of drinking tea and just said coldly, "Yes, it's me. How can you, the God Lord, tolerate such a person?" The moth is in the God Realm, I don¡¯t think you need to assume the position of God Lord anymore.¡±
Zhang Qianjue was shocked. He had never expected Jun Jiuyu to speak so directly. The meaning of his words was already obvious!
"God of Killing, I respect you and call you God of Killing. If I don't respect you, you are nothing. What qualifications do you have to say whether I should be the Lord of God?" Zhang Qianjue gritted his teeth and felt sorry for Jun Jiuyu in his heart. The hatred gained another layer.
"Of course he is qualified!" A clear voice came from outside the hall, and it sounded a bit smiling.
Zhang Qianjue was shocked, "Who is it? Come out quickly!"
"It's me." Ye Qingqing walked lightly into the hall on delicate colorful cloud shoes. Behind her, there were a series of unconscious people.
Zhang Qianjue took a closer look, and the tea in his hand fell to the ground with a "pop" sound. The tea splashed everywhere and wet his shoes and socks.
Jun Jiuyu avoided it with disgust, and specially used his Yuan Power to block the tea.
With warm tea dripping on the instep, Zhang Qianjue realized what had happened. When he looked at Ye Wuqing, he stammered, "Youyouwhy are you here?"
"Shouldn't you know this question better than me?" Ye Qingqing threw the group of people behind her on the hall with a very relaxed expression, as if what she threw up was not dozens of people, but just a group of grasshoppers.
Looking at the unconscious people on the ground, especially the dead Eighth Guard Captain, Zhang Qianjue's face flashed with deep shock. He looked at Ye Wuqing and then looked at the ground where there was no one left. The breathless captain took a while and then said in a deep voice, "Did you kill him?"
"That's right, he wants to arrest me, how can I just surrender? I'm not stupid." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com