I saw two flying horses galloping on the streets of Beijing. It was already curfew time and there was no one on the street, so the sound of horse hooves was particularly clear.

The two groups of soldiers from the rear rushed in in an orderly manner.

The two of them rushed straight to the direction of Jingzhao Mansion. On the way, they encountered a group of forbidden troops in front of them, escorting a fairy-looking woman in white clothes.

Sitting on the horse in front was the deputy commander Cheng Wenbao.

The soldier shouted: "It's the prince, why is he here?"

"He must be here to have a drink with the deputy commander!"

Cheng Wenbao saw his adoptive father Tong Dingzhuo coming on Pegasus and hurriedly dismounted to greet him.

He hadn't seen his adoptive father for a while, and he was quite happy.

However, it seems that the adoptive father has no intention of stopping the horse...

Cheng Wenbao noticed something was wrong, but it was too late, his vision went dark, bang!

A loud whip struck him directly in the heart, with such force that it knocked him to the ground.

"ah……"

"Vice Commander..."

Seeing this scene, the people in the imperial army were frightened.

Why did the prince treat his most cherished adopted son so harshly?

Cheng Wenbao looked at the wound carefully and was frightened. If it weren't for this black scale armor, he would have broken at least three ribs.

"Father, what did the child do wrong?"

Cheng Wenbao, a nine-foot-tall man in his thirties, felt a little aggrieved at this time and even spoke with a cry.

Tong Dingzhuo held the reins with one hand, and the famous horse "Gu Hong Si", one of the six horses in Changling, turned around and came back.

The prince's bull's eye first searched eagerly among the crowd.

All the officers and soldiers of the Forbidden Army were trembling.

Only the woman in white was arrested, not Mu Bai.

Liu Chengyi didn't know who this general was, but it could be seen from his previous skills that this man's martial arts cultivation was several levels higher than that of Cheng Wenbao. It was really terrifying!

Although Liu Chengyi is a prostitute, she is extremely knowledgeable.

Looking at the Daliang Chaotang, the only people with such strength, except the Empress and Wei Qingfeng, are the kings with one word.

Such domineering power is worthy of being the Dinghai Divine Needle of Daliang Kingdom.

Zhou Pu was also very surprised. Wasn't he going to be arrested and taken to Jingzhao Mansion?

Where are people?

Tong Dingzhuo then scolded Cheng Wenbao:

"Nizi, I ask you, where is Mu Bai?"

A big question mark above Cheng Wenbao's head: "Who is Mu Bai?"

Tong Dingzhuo was ready to lash out with his whip, but Cheng Wenbao hurriedly covered his head.

"That's the man you arrested."

Only then did Cheng Wenbao realize: "Isn't his surname Xiao? He was... taken away by Cao Heng."

"Who the hell is Cao Heng?"

Zhou Pu explained on the side: "He is the son of Cao Jianren, the censor of Zuodu."

When he mentioned Cao Jianren, Tong Dingzhuo was so angry that his teeth itched.

"It's Cao Jianren again, he's everywhere!" He pointed at Cheng Wenbao and shouted, "You haven't taken me to find someone yet. If anything goes wrong, I..."

"Father, don't fight, just go."

Cheng Wenbao was so frightened that he dodged repeatedly and quickly mounted his horse and turned around.

After just a few steps, Tong Dingzhuo stopped him: "Wait a minute."

"..."

"Who is this woman?"

"They are with Mu Bai."

Tong Dingzhuo glanced at him and shook his arms: "Hurry up and let me go."

"yes!"

Immediately, the three of them rode away, and the imperial army and the government soldiers caught up with them.

On the street, Liu Chengyi was standing there. At this time, a child flew down from the roof, holding two bunches of candied haws in his hand, and handed a bunch to Liu Chengyi, with a cute expression:

"Sister, that grandpa has a very high level of cultivation. Xiunian can't beat him."

Liu Chengyi gently touched his head and raised the corners of his mouth: "Let's go!"

"Um!"

…

Over at the City God's Temple, Cao Heng's servants slowly came back carrying a pile of firewood.

Cao Heng went up and kicked him: "You useless snack, pick up some firewood and wait for a long time, hurry up and burn it."

"Yes, Master!"

House slaves placed firewood around the sarcophagus and set it on fire.

Seeing the fire gradually rising, the corners of Cao Heng's mouth turned up more and more obviously.

"This is what happens when you go against me!"

The fire had just started, and the sarcophagus was thick. Mu Bai didn't feel any discomfort yet, but if it continued to burn, it would become a stone pot of meat.

"Burn, pile up more firewood, and burn to death, hahahahaha..." Cao Heng jumped up and down, as if he was in a daze.

The blazing flames had surrounded the sarcophagus. Mu Bai felt that the stone wall was starting to get hot, and it became difficult to breathe.

Sudden……

Woo~woo~woo~

In the City God's Temple, a white shadow floated over the heads of Cao Heng and the others.

It didn't matter what it was, the main reason was the gusty wind, which made several people's scalps numb with fear and their faces turned like pig liver.

"What...thing flew past?"

The domestic slaves also looked like they had eaten maggots: "It seems like... Ah Piao."

Several people held torches, and the darkness around them seemed to be opaque.

It was quiet for a moment, and red liquid dripped from the top of the head.

Cao Heng reached out and touched it. It was red.

He took a deep breath, slowly raised his head with a stiff neck, and raised the flame high:

Ah Piao had black hair and a fair face, and was not making any noise. She just squatted quietly on the beam, holding the beam with both hands, and smiled at him with an extremely exaggerated evil smile.

"ah……"

Cao Heng was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground and his pants were wet.

Several domestic slaves quickly protected him and rushed out of the Chenghuang Temple.

Sun Qianjun and Song Wanma quickly took off their hoods:

"Quickly, rescue the adults."

The two kicked the fire away and pushed the coffin lid open. Mu Bai was so smoked that he almost walked out.

"Sir, how are you?"

Mu Bai was too weak to speak.

"Leave first and then talk."

Sun Qianjun carried Mu Bai on his back, and the two of them followed him out of the City God's Temple.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he was blocked by Cao Heng with an angry look on his face. He shouted angrily:

"Okay, I knew someone was up to something and chopped them up."

Sun Qianjun pushed Song Wanma, a civil servant, away, carrying Mu Bai in one hand, and faced the offensive of several domestic slaves at the same time.

I could hold on for a while at first, but after a few moves I was obviously at a disadvantage.

Song Wanma was worried at the side.

Seeing this, Cao Heng rolled up his sleeves and shouted: "He is dying, cut off his legs first."
To be continued...