Cui was walking in this mountain of corpse, and soon saw several people holding parts from Xun Qi to invite him to reward him.

These are all bloody pieces of meat.

Some are a head full of blood on the face, and the blood even immerses the hair, like blood clots.

Some have an arm with creepy knife marks on it, and the hot blood is dripping.

Some are a heart, and it is still beating faintly, but the blood has dried up.

............

In the eyes of these soldiers, Xun Qi's corpse on their hands seemed not a person's corpse, but like the internal organs of pigs and dogs.

Pork and dog meat can be sold for money, and the human meat they have in their hands can also be sold for money.

Cui's eyes flashed and he waved to the person behind him.

spread!

Da da da da da ~

On the spot, someone who looked like a housekeeper threw down gold one after another.

These are broken gold, not horseshoe gold.

The gold was on the ground, and these people didn't care about Cui in front of them. They hurriedly threw the corpse on their hands and hurriedly buried their heads to pick up the broken gold nuggets.

All these are money!

When these people threw the corpse, blood naturally splattered on Cui's face.

Cui's face was covered with blood, his eyes were extremely dark, and even a strange smile on his lips...

He doesn't look like a human, like a female Shura who came out of hell, and she is particularly creepy.

Marquis of Luoyang.

The General of the Central Army of the Five Characters.

No matter who you kills my husband, I want you to die anyway!

You all want to die!

Cui quickly disappeared in front of the Yashimen in Pingyuan County. At this time, she turned into a black widow and was crafting a huge net in the dark to destroy all the prey she wanted to kill.

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Two days later.

The city is gradually calming, and the setting sun is setting, and the afterglow of the evening gently calls on the tired creatures. The sunset is spreading with petals, and the cuckoo is crisp with willow branches. In such a charming evening, enjoying the sunset, moving towards tranquility from the rays that quietly flow into the sky.

The sunset, the holy beauty from beginning to end, shines on all things with delicate and tenderness, and plays the lullaby towards the evening with warm and magnificent beauty.

When the dusk falls quietly like ink, the colorful clouds fall into magnificence, treasure the light, and nurture new hope.

The tree of life changes day and night with the rise and fall of the sun.

Cao Chong stretched out his waist, sat on his frame a little sleepy, and slowly drove away from the Shangshu Deck.

Cao Chong was sleeping on the frame.

Although Cao Chong did nothing at Shangshutai all day long, he always felt a little tired.

Alas ~

It seems that I am not those hard-working people!

I should be good at running in the sunset and enjoying my beautiful youth, rather than burying my head all day long!

No trouble of silk and bamboo, no trouble of work...

Just as Cao Chong slowly closed his eyes, Cao Chong's royal car frame suddenly stopped, and it was an emergency stop.

This suddenly woke Cao Chong, who was about to be successful in slept, completely awakened from his slept.

What's going on?

Is there an assassin?

Cao Chong touched the sword beside him, and his heart also raised up, no longer as loose as before.

I still can't make a joke about my own life.

"Gao Yi, what happened before?"

Cao Chong waited for a long time, but he didn't hear any shouts of killing, and he knew that this was not an assassination operation.

After his mood calmed down, Cao Chong was still a little confused.

It's not assassination, who dares to stop my frame?

Cao Chong's frame has the mark of Luoyang Hou. Even if there are no such marking badges, ordinary people dare not stop the hundreds of guards surrounding the frame.

Could it be that those crazy men want to become famous, so they come to stop my frame?

There are such a group of people in every era, whose ambitions are hard to be fulfilled, and they think they are talented.

They hope to be appreciated by the ruling class and thus achieve their revenge.

In later generations, when Cao Chong read the poems that these people had a difficult to fulfill, he felt empathy in his heart, but after he reached Cao Chong's current position, Cao Chong did not feel much better about these so-called madmen.

Because these madmen are not likable.

And some are more crazy than talented.

This is what Cao Chong hates the most.

Two years ago, Cao Chong often encountered this so-called madman. When the previous few madmen attacked, Cao Chong treated him with courtesy, but after he discovered the nature of these madmen, the next time he met, he drove them away and turned a blind eye.

Of course, if the madman insisted on pestering him, Cao Chong would tell them why the flowers were so popular.

In Cao Chong's eyes, he felt that he had met this so-called madman again.

snort!

If you don’t beat you up, do you think this marquis is a mess?

So Cao Chong asked in displeasure: "But those madmen?"

Gao Yi soon appeared in front of Cao Chong, with some sweat stains on his forehead, and I don’t know why.

Huh ~

Gao Yi took a breath and then said to Cao Chong: "June, it's a beggar. He is blocked on the road and refuses to leave."

Beggar?

This is strange.

His formation is so huge that he is not afraid of a beggar and dares to block the road.

Um.

There must be a conspiracy among them, so Cao Chong asked again.

"Why didn't he leave?"

Gao Yi hesitated a little, but he still said it.

"He wants to see you, Lord."

See me?

Um!

Sure enough, there was a conspiracy. Maybe the beggar was a master of hidden weapons. If he met him, he would have been in a different position in every minute.

Well, that must be the case.

At this time, Cao Chong was very imaginative and was very boring.

"Call out and keep moving!"

Gao Yi looked at Cao Chong sideways, and immediately nodded and bowed: "No!"

Time passed for a while, but the car still had no trend.

If Cao Chong was a little confused before, then Cao Chong is a little curious now.

A little beggar blocked hundreds of his guards.

It should be noted that these guards are one in a hundred.

Can't beat a little beggar?

If this is spread, not to mention that he has no face, Gao Yi and the others have no face, so Cao Chong called Gao Yi in again.

At this time, Gao Yi not only had sweat stains on his forehead, but also had sweat beads on his nose.

Looking at Gao Yi's appearance, Cao Chong felt that things were not that simple.

"Why haven't you set out yet?" Cao Chong asked.

"That little beggar won't leave."
To be continued...