While Guan Yu was dodging, Liang Shicheng took the initiative to slash his head with a Yanyue Sword across his neck.

Liang Shicheng spitted blood and foam out of his mouth. He wanted to say something but couldn't speak. He just showed a proud smile on his face. He reached out and grabbed it in the void, and then fell to the ground.

"Zong Ze is dead, and the destruction of the New Song Dynasty is about to be destroyed. Do you want to be buried with Xin Song like him? If you want, a family will fulfill your name of loyalty and righteousness. If you don't want to... an opportunity to make meritorious deeds is right in front of you, tell me about Zhao Huan's whereabouts, and the credit is yours." Guan Yu said lightly.

An imperial guard stood up, "Sir, I know..."

A secret passage in a cellar in the palace.

Zhao Huan hid in the cellar with two close servants tremblingly.

Suddenly, the cellar was opened and a light came from above.

Also accompanied by Chen Mi's footsteps.

Zhao Huan's face was full of panic and asked carefully: "Is it guarding the way? Who is it?"

Accompanied by the sound of metal and iron collision with armor and stomach, a nine-foot-tall red-faced general strode and lifted Zhao Huan in a dragon robe with one hand.

"You are Zhao Huan?"

"You...who are you?" Zhao Huan said in horror.

"Chief Guan Yunchang, Zhao Huan, you have two choices now. One is to be a rich and idle prince, and the other is to be a headless last emperor. How to choose depends on you." Guan Yu said calmly.

Zhao Huan's face was gloomy and clear.

After a long time, Zhao Huan's voice became two weaker.
Chapter completed!