Chapter 291 Capture the thief first capture the king (5)
The country can be changed, but the nature is difficult to change. Although Wei Zhongxian was once powerful, he was still a rogue in his heart!
A gangster who is still able to make up his mind to cast his own way in his thirties, and still can see through people's hearts without knowing big words!
Luo Yuan's behavior at this time not only failed to make this guy surrender, but instead inspired the dead pig in his bones to be stubborn!
He is just a piece of hob meat!
It is no different from the Mouse City Fox that Luo Yuan met outside the city before!
Such people can be used to lure them for profit and move them with emotion, but they cannot threaten them with force and force. Simply put, it means being soft but not hard!
Luo Yuan's behavior at this time can only push this guy further and further!
But Luo Yuan knew this, but he still did it!
"Eunuch Wei, thank you very much for your choice!" Luo Yuan suddenly smiled fiercely and then slashed with a knife!
"Third brother, no!" Chen Lian was shocked when he saw Luo Yuan's indomitable aura. It was too late to stop him!
A flash of blood!
I screamed in pain!
Chen Lian's surprise suddenly eased. If Luo Yuan really took action to kill him, Wei Zhongxian would not have the chance to scream. I was afraid that he would not even make a sound, and he would die, and how could he scream?
On the floor, a palm with dry skin and broken wrist flew out far away with blood!
When it landed, the thin fingers were still twitching slightly!
Wei Zhongxian grabbed the place where he cut his arm tightly, trying his best to stop the blood from spurting out, and a hint of fierceness suddenly appeared on his face, "Continue! Kill me! Do you think I will give in?!"
Luo Yuan's eyes were like a hungry wolf quietly peeking at a fat reindeer in the grass. There was no mercy! There was no slight warmth!
Some are just **naked murderous intent!
He stepped on Wei Zhongxian's cut-off arm. The thin-soled fast boots slowly crushed the old eunuch's wounds. In the other party's scream of exhaustion, he smiled loudly: "I know you won't give in, but then again, if you give in easily."
He suddenly exerted force under his feet, almost slapped Wei Zhongxian's cut-off wrist, and the floor under his wrist made an overwhelming squeak!
A stream of blood suddenly burst out from the crack like a mirror!
"Wouldn't that be a lot of fun missing!"
Luo Yuan said viciously!
Wei Zhongxian could not speak any more. His old body was as hunched as a cooked shrimp. Chen Lian, who was beside him, made a sound and stopped him: "Last three, he can't die yet."
Luo Yuan shrugged and said without looking back: "Eunuch Wei, you want to die quickly, but I won't let you die. You think you are old and weak, and the pain of cutting off your wrist is enough to make you run out of blood, but this world is so big that there are all kinds of wonders. I will definitely save you!"
After saying that, he took back the blood-stained boots little by little with unsatisfactory desire, then took out a small metal bottle from his arms (to conceal the existence of the storage space), shook it a few times, and sprayed it on the distorted and deformed wound.
Then Wei Zhongxian was stunned to see that the blood flowed continuously and his wrists began to heal quickly. After a few breaths, he became scarred directly!
He finally understood what Luo Yuan said, "I will definitely save you." What a terrifying meaning it contains, it is really worse than death!
Wei Zhongxian said in shock, "You actually have such a magical thing. Why are you still just a small flag official?"
In addition to the miserable Chongzhen Emperor, the emperors of the late Ming Dynasty, were mostly unemployed people. Their favorite was their clever and lustful skills. Not to mention the magic of Luo Yuan's potion, just this small metal bottle was enough to make the emperor study it for a long time.
If Luo Yuan offered to the emperor, it would be no problem to get promoted and make money. Moreover, this potion is really magical. Even if Zhu Youjian is diligent, he will never be uninterested in him.
This is a wealth that is so stormy!
Could this little flag official have a lot of brainstorm?
Wei Zhongxian could not have thought that Luo Yuan was actually a time traveler. Although his identity was so real that he could not be true at this time, his memory had nothing to do with the world.
Luo Yuan was too lazy to talk, so he grabbed Wei Zhongxian's blood-stained collar and walked out of the door to capture the thief and king. With Wei Zhongxian, the guards outside would throw themselves into the arms of the rat, let alone fight. Shen Lian followed him tightly.
The weak little book boy was naturally ignored by two evil men. At this moment, the seemingly weak little book boy suddenly had a fierce light in his eyes, and he raised his left hand flat!
The target was carried by Luo Yuan, like a strong man holding a chicken in his hand!
With a sniffle, a little cold light shot out from his cuffs!
Shen Lian was walking behind Luo Yuan at this time, and when he heard the sound of breaking through the air behind him, he subconsciously turned around to block it. Shen Lian's martial arts were naturally extremely high, otherwise he would not have entered the guest room alone as a van among his brothers.
But he miscalculated the form, thinking that the little Shutong suddenly attacked to save Wei Zhongxian who was picked up by Luo Yuan. Unexpectedly, the guy actually wanted to kill Wei Zhongxian!
The embroidered spring sword in his hand was so hard that water could not be poured in, but he didn't even block a single hair!
I could only watch the sleeve arrow pierced towards Wei Zhongxian's back!
At this time, there were already corpses everywhere in the inn yard. The heavy rain was getting harder and faster, washing away the red blood on the ground, and ruthlessly plundering the last temperature of the corpse that was still twitching slightly!
Lu Jianxing and Jin Yichuan were already panting, sweat, rain, and blood were mixed together, and they could no longer tell the difference. The hot breath drifted in the rainy night and turned into a white mist!
A gap appeared on Lu Jianxing's Mo's sword. Jin Yichuan's hands were trembling violently, and he could hardly hold the Yanling sword in his hand!
The handsome young man's face turned pale and coughed a few times from time to time. Even the corners of his lips were slightly bleeding, but it was quickly wiped off by him.
The two of them are already at the end of their lives!
At their feet, dense corpses were lying, almost stacked up!
The woman in white dress had already been bandaged at this time. She pointed at the crumbling brothers with resentment and shouted shrillly: "Kill them for me!"
Those many guards came in a row!
It's almost time to submerge these two people! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!