Chapter 1190 (2/2)

The master sat on the steps under the corridor, the knife was still hanging around his waist, and said, ”don't worry, Mammy. If the people of Yongsheng temple can kill us, there will be few living people left in the palace.”

Mother Wang turned to Xiaowei and said, ”no, just Xiaozhuang and XIAOLINZI. They protect the young master. I don't trust you. Wei, go and find the young master.”

The Taoist priest then yawned and said, ”how can the young master be all right if Xiaowei is alone? If something happens, it's life. No matter how many people follow. ”

Mammy Wang glared at the old Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest was staring silently by mammy Wang.

Xiao Wei jumped onto the wall of the courtyard, and then he saw the people tearing together in the main hall. Xiaowei suddenly figured out one thing at this time. There were no people in Yongsheng temple. From beginning to end, Jingmo never thought that the people in Yongsheng temple would come. This is a play compiled and directed by Jingmo, which ruined mowen's reputation. Then, eradicate the dissidents? Xiao Wei suddenly felt a little cold.

”It's snowing again,” two dogs shouted in the yard.

A snowflake fell on Xiao Wei's face. It was just a blue sky, and now it was snowing again.

In the main hall, blood flowed to Jingmo's feet. Jingmo raised his toes and stepped on the small stream of blood, looking silent.

”Let's go,” Su Zhao stepped on the bloody water, stretched out his hand and pulled up the sitting Jingmo. He said, ”do you want to tell others that you are not afraid of death, or do you want to tell others that you are not worried about being killed?”

A minister screamed and fell not far from Jingmo and Su Zhao.

Jing Mo glanced at the minister who was almost cut into two sections by a sharp blade and whispered to Su Zhao, ”he is my military minister. He is a very capable man, but he can't stay.”

Su Zhao took Jing Mo and went to the inner hall. He didn't care who he was. As long as he could catch all the remaining sins of the previous dynasty this time, they wouldn't be in vain.

The knife in Jiang Zhuojun's hand pierced an old minister's chest.

The old minister of the rosefinch looked at Jiang Zhuojun in amazement. In the confusion, a masked ”thief” rushed over and cut another knife behind the old minister.

Jiang Zhuojun looked at the emperor teacher who had taught Li Luo and put a sneer on his mouth.

The old minister fell to the ground, and the expression on his face gradually became clear from amazement. It turned out that this big marriage was the cemetery of them in the former dynasty, ”hurry...”

The old minister wanted to shout and let those who were still in the dark escape quickly. Jiang Zhuojun kicked the old minister in the throat and trampled the man of the former dynasty to death on the ground. Zuo you was also killing in the crowd. He cut several ministers standing beside him to the ground in an instant. Jingmo and Su Zhao sat in the inner hall and listened to the fighting and howling of the outer hall. The two emperors were silent for a long time. When Su Zhao heard that his ministers were shouting at him in the outer hall, he suddenly rushed to Jingmo and said, ”when you were in Fengtian, you had planned to do this?” Let your soldiers and horses pretend to be the people of Yongsheng temple to kill like this. Jingmo said, ”if the people in Yongsi don't come, I can only do it myself.” So the man was making preparations at the beginning. Su Zhao turned his head and looked at the inner palace door with the bead curtain hanging. He whispered, ”you can't let the princess know about it.” The killing was not only in the Imperial Palace, but the whole Jiuyan city was caught in the killing at the moment. How can people believe that Yongsheng temple is actually a ghost that takes people's lives? The bodyguard rushed into the inner hall and whispered to Jingmo, ”Your Majesty, the inner palace door has been opened.” Jingmo nodded. Su Zhao was also silent. The bodyguard said, ”Princess Zhuang, they have been sent to the imperial temple, but the Empress Dowager doesn't want to leave the Imperial Palace, your majesty?”“ Tied up and carried away, ”Jing Mo said,” can't I do it myself? ” Think of the Empress Dowager holding a pair of scissors to her throat. The head guard felt numb and said to Jingmo, ”Your Majesty, if the Empress Dowager is hurt...” she was hurt by the evil monk of Yongsheng temple, ”Jingmo said simply. The captain of the bodyguard led the order and ran out.