Rong Qing followed without saying a word.

He has experienced the ups and downs of the past few days, and has experienced all the stormy waves that have not been passed by in the past twenty years. His mood has gone from panic as before to almost calm and numbness now.

However, his concentration has improved a lot, and he no longer acts impulsively and passionately. Xiao Liu's death has made him learn to think about how to deal with the enemy in a roundabout way.

At this moment, he was willing to give up the decision to Cui Bulu, allowing Cui Bulu to give orders - of course, even if he shouted now, no one would listen to him.

The sound of the door pounding continues.

There is a tendency to break into the door at any time.

Yang Yun rode a horse high above. He raised his hand, and the shouts and knocks on the door quickly became quiet.

"Choi doesn't go, I know you're inside. As long as you come out and surrender, everyone else inside will be safe."

Yang Yun didn't have to yell. It was quiet at night, and he didn't believe that Cui wouldn't hear it if he didn't go.

The reason why he didn't rush in now was because he didn't know whether Cui Bulu had any mechanism traps in it.

He had heard of this cunning and insidious Zuo Yue Envoy, but after all, he had never dealt with the other party head-on. Many of them were heard from, many of them came from the Thirteenth Floor of Yunhai.

Thinking of the Thirteenth Floor of Yunhai, Yang Yun felt a little more irritable.

As Cui Buqu expected, there was no affiliation between him and the Thirteenth Floor, and the two parties were just working together.

To put it bluntly, it is to use each other.

When the 13th Floor of Yunhai first came to him, he was attracted by his restless ambition and proposed a larger plan for him. However, Yang Yun was unwilling to be dragged down by them, nor was he willing to listen to them, and became a puppet of line lifting. Therefore, he carefully placed the relationship between the two parties in the position of cooperation, using the power of the 13th Floor of Yunhai to pave the way for himself, without having to get too deeply involved with them.

But the other party was not a fool. They obviously felt that Yang Yun was disobedient by himself, so from the day before yesterday, he refused to disclose any news. Yang Yun didn't know whether they would deal with Cui Buqu and Rong Qing. In order to be foolproof, he had to take action personally and keep them here forever.

Following Yang Yun was Wu Yi.

Li Yan didn't come. He was afraid of things and was worried, but Wu Yi was even more courageous. Since he got on the Yang Yun's boat, he knew that he could never get off again. After Huang Lue's death, Wu Yi knew even more that he wanted to survive and live a better life, so he had to pray that Yang Yun's boat would ride the wind and waves and not run into the reefs.

"Eunuch, otherwise you can shoot a few rockets first and try it." Wu Yi suggested.

Yang Yun nodded slightly.

Wu Yi waved to his subordinates, and was about to let them do it, but he saw the door of Guanyi slowly opening and the lights inside were brightly lit.

The main owner they were looking for, Cui Wu, sat upright in the yard, with a table in front of him, with a complete set of tea sets on the table and a heat in the cup.

Cui Bu went to raise the teacup and greeted Yang Yun from afar.

"There is no wind or rain. I believe the flood will be able to recede in the next two days. Is the envoy Yang interested in coming in and drinking tea with me to celebrate God's eyes finally opened?"

Wu Yi hurriedly whispered: "Your Majesty must not be trapped, he is a provocation!"

Of course Yang Yun would not go in. He sneered: "Cui doesn't go, Zuo Yue envoy, I have long admired Daming. Unfortunately, tonight is your death. Even if you put in ten empty city plans tonight, it will be useless."

He had no intention of talking nonsense with Cui Bu. With a wave of his hand, he asked the left and right archers to climb up the wall.

In an instant, dozens of arrows were all aimed at Cui Bulu in the yard. Just when Yang Yun's hand fell, the arrows were fired at the same time. Cui Bulu would turn into a dead sieve.

The door of the house is closed.

Rong Qing, Pei Jingzhe and others sat in the room, looking at each other.

They didn't go out, it was Cui Bu's order.

In this case, there is no difference between a few more people outside and a few less people. Unless they all have martial arts like Feng Xiao, they can naturally go anywhere, and there is no need to worry about the arrow rain and gun forest outside, but there is only one Feng Xiao in the world.

When Rong Qing heard the movement outside, his heart almost raised to his throat.

He was thinking, if he was Cui Bud, what would he do in this situation to get out of danger.

After thinking about it, I couldn't even think of it.

Cui Bugui can only say a few words at most. If he uses it to make the archers understand the righteousness and turn the darkness to the light, he may die before he can finish his words.

But if you don't say that, what else can you do?

Pei Jingzhe was also thinking.

Could it be that if Fengxiao and Guan Shanhai turn back and kill each other?

It's impossible. Even if Feng Xiao comes here now, it's impossible to snatch Cui Bulu out of the Rain of Arrows in the blink of an eye.

What kind of reliance does Cui Buqu have to abandon his desperate way to keep them from staying in there and not coming out?

I would never think that he could really protect others if he sacrificed himself.

Since Yang Yun even dared to kill Zuo Yue Envoy, the others were just small fish and shrimps.

Pei Jingzhe's forehead was sweating, his palms were smooth, and his expression was even more nervous and frivolous.

He opened his eyes and looked at Qiao Xian and Rong Qing.

The two men turned pale, Qiao Xian clenched her teeth, and she looked like she was ready to rush out at any time, but she was touched by Pei Jingzhe and ordered Cui Bugui, so she didn't say anything.

The three of them looked even more embarrassed than Cui Buqu’s outside, but no one cared about laughing at anyone. They wanted to stare out of the doors and windows.
Chapter completed!