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Chapter 021: Assassin Biography (18)

"What did Yilou do? There would be no good friends in it, right?" The man looked at Nan Chengyun in a strange way.

A bunch of beauties suddenly flashed through my mind, and Nan Chengyun nodded embarrassedly.

"Then you should be sad," the man shook his head and said with regret: "Yesterday, the emperor disappeared in Yilou. The tutor suspected that it was done by Yilou people. Everyone in Yilou has been arrested and Yilou has been seized."

"What!"

**

"Oh my uncle, they were so in such a big situation when they left. I slept with beauty sleep. When I woke up, I found that I had fallen into prison. The charge was because I lost the emperor. Isn't this funny?"

"Don't talk, be careful that they will whip you with a whip in a while." Tai Wenxuan replied weakly.

They are just a group of brothel women, and they don’t have the ability to hide the emperor. Who may have done the emperor’s disappearance? Now it’s obvious that someone wants them to take the blame, but I don’t know whether Wu Nuannuan can stop it!

"Just twitch, I'm still afraid that they won't succeed!"

"Hmph, what if you whip your face?"

"I……"

Meng Hanliu finally closed her mouth reluctantly. When the rest of the people heard that their faces might be ruined, their messy wails disappeared immediately and they only began to sob in a low voice. Tai Wenxuan didn't say anything anymore, looked up at Yi Hanyan holding the straw aside in a daze.

Wu Nuannuan has been called out for a long time, why haven’t she come back yet? Did they be tortured? When the officers and soldiers surrounded Yilou, the lord was still in Yilou. So was he also arrested? Where were he locked up? Is there any possibility that they would be released?

**

"I... I want to save them!" The man of the Taifu is the most particular about law. He stayed in the brothel for so long yesterday, and the Taifu must be very angry, not to mention that the Taifu was already prejudiced against them. If they fell into the hands of the Taifu, can they still be fine!

"What are you going to save? Are you going to break into the palace or the sky prison? Save money... If you have that strength, you might as well take the path of a fake emperor. Although you are a puppet, you can still be a dragon throne," the man said lightly.

Although Nan Chengyun was a little impulsive and lustful, he was not a fool. The person in front of him had mentioned the fake emperor more than once, and his expression did not fluctuate significantly when he spoke in plain words, which proved that this word was very common to him, or that the word was mentioned before he came.

How could a commoner have such a bold idea?

"Where is this place?" Nan Chengyun's pupils expanded slightly, and even his voice shook a few times.

"You even forgot the assassin camp. Is this stimulation a little big?" The man looked at Nan Chengyun with confusion.

Assassin... camp!

What the hell!

**

"I'll ask you again last, where is Nan Yonghao!"

The neck was tightly clamped by a big hand, Wu Nuannuan's fair face instantly bluish and her limbs were tied to the pillars by iron chains. She couldn't break free and could only talk to the other party through the narrow glottis.

"guest"

There is no access control in the brothel. As long as it is a rich partner, any cat or dog can come in. Rong Bohan obviously knows it, but he just wants to make sure it again in the end.

He saw Nan Yonghao coming out of Yilou with his own eyes, but he just chased him halfway and lost. Regardless of whether the people in Yilou had anything to do with him, as long as they were involved, they would have to die.

When people are approaching death, they always say a word of truth. If they can get something out of it, it would be great. If they can't get it out, they can die more easily!

Rong Bohan let go of his hand, and the servants immediately handed over a clean veil. A large amount of air rushed into the lungs. Wu Nuannuan couldn't help but start coughing, tears burst out of her eyes, and with the blood stains all over her body, she looked very embarrassed.

"If you are really from the King of Southern, he will definitely dislike you when you see your appearance," Rong Bohan said suddenly.

King of the South?

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