In the last two steps, he drew out his saber and inserted it into his lower abdomen. It was a bit like the Japanese spirit of abdominal dissection.

When Wang Zhu saw it, he thought he was a ghost who was afraid of death. He didn't expect that he was a strong man. It was a pity to kill him. However, when such a big thing happened, there must be an explanation to the people in the world. Handing over someone who takes the blame is

It's inevitable.

The other two cried bitterly: "I deserve death for my crime."

Wang Ben pointed at the heads of the two men and shouted: "Not only are you guilty of deserving death, I think you should be cut into pieces with a thousand swords. His Majesty's Holy Majesty arrived here, and there were assassins blocking the way. This is simply ridiculous. Our Daqin Gangji has been so corrupted."

To the point of death?" Cen Ping, the county counselor, was a civil servant. He crawled forward and knelt down, bleeding: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, we deserve death, and we just want to see the assassin before we die."

"Okay, let's go see her then." Wang Zhu said weakly, leaning on the mountain root with Yu Ji in his arms.

Cen Ping, wearing a wide robe and long sleeves, trotted awkwardly and came to Cang Haijun. He only took one look and said in surprise: "This - this - this - is - impossible, impossible."

Wang Zhu heard what he said was strange and asked quickly: "How is it impossible? Damn it, I was assassinated while alive. How is it impossible?"

Wang Ao, who had been holding the line at the rear, heard the news and ran over. He happened to see this scene and asked sternly: "Commander Lieutenant, do you recognize the assassin?"

"No - I don't recognize - I don't recognize -" Cen Pingping was ashen, his eyes revealed a dead and unmistakable look. He suddenly turned around and pulled out his saber, wiping it off like a neck. The blood rushed far away, and the body fell.

Come down.

Wang Zhu was so stupid that he almost committed suicide these days.

I didn't say I wanted to kill anyone.

Wang Ao suddenly shouted: "Yu Shijian, hurry up, tie up Yu Shijian."

"Yes, tie up the imperial censor for me." Wang Zhupin felt something else and hurriedly asked someone to tie up the censor Zhang Cang.

Although Zhang Cang didn't see the assassin, he had already guessed something after watching the governor and Cen Ping commit suicide. However, he still had to confess this matter to the emperor.

If you don't say it, you may die. If you say it, the nine tribes may not be protected.
Chapter completed!