After waiting for a long time, two huge bamboo baskets were finally hung down from the city wall.

It's so big that you can put it in one person at a time.

"You go to the bamboo basket and hang you up."

Zuo Ke returned to the carriage and carefully helped the old king Kang Yuanliang down.

At this moment, in the distance, there was a sound of horse hooves, followed by a cluster of light moving towards this side.

"Oh no, someone is here."

Fu Chang couldn't help but shout.

Fu Ju turned his face and looked at Zuo Ke.

"Brother, let Your Majesty the King give it to you, let us brothers stop them."

Zuo Ke waved his hand.
Chapter completed!