God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Come to the tall courtyard wall in the backyard.

Lu Bu also followed, but he didn't dare to approach.

The old man asked: "Du He, what do you have that you need to give to this old man?"

With a smile on Du He's face, he took off his coat, took down a huge bag from his back, and handed it to the old man: "This is the thing, and it's what your young master needs, you'll know when you take it over and show it to him , don't worry, I won't run, and I can't run, Lu Bu is still outside the crowd, if I dare to play tricks, you can let these crossbowmen shoot me."

The old man took the bag and felt that it was heavy, so he nodded: "Okay, if you dare to lie to me, I will kill you."

As soon as the old man turned around, a dozen men in black with Zhuge crossbows surrounded Du He layer by layer.

The old man rushed towards the eldest grandson with the heavy bag.

"Quick, Uncle Jiu, bring it here quickly, it must be movable type printing, it must be..."

The smile on Chang Sun Chong's face suddenly froze.

Because, he saw the bag the old man was holding was emitting green smoke.

He is too familiar with this smoke.

There is also a pungent smell in the air.

Chang Sun Chong's face changed drastically, "Ah, explosives, run!"

After finishing speaking, Chang Sun Chong turned around and ran away.

Everyone was stunned.

Just as he was stunned, Lv Bu behind the crowd suddenly ran away like a bull like a bull, grabbed Du He's shoulder, jumped out of the high wall with Du He.

Only then did the old man react.

"A dynamite pack? What's a dynamite pack?"

The voice did not fall.

boom.

A flash of light flashed.

boom.

boom.

boom.

Everywhere in Cuiwei Building exploded one after another.

The towering Cuiwei Building was instantly covered by huge smoke and dust. When I looked again, the Cuiwei Building was gone.

Zhang Jian stood there, stunned for a while.

He grabbed Zhang Wei's shoulder and shouted loudly: "Young master is out?"

Zhang Wei shook his head: "Brother, I don't know."

Zhang Jian squatted down on the ground, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have planted so many explosives, if the young master hasn't come out, it must be bad luck, it's all my fault, it's all my fault... "

Zhang Jian cried with his head in his arms.

Zhang Wei said blankly: "Brother, what should we do? Could it be that we killed the young master?"

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault..." Zhang Jian said.

Zhang Wei stood up suddenly and walked in the direction of Cuiwei Building.

"I'm going to kill the eldest Sun Chong to avenge the young master!" Zhang Wei roared.

Someone nearby shouted: "But, the eldest Sun Chong and the young master must have died too."

Zhang Jian stood up suddenly, picked up the long knife in his hand, and shouted: "Then go and kill Changsun Wuji, and kill the whole Changsun family!"

None of Fang Fang's brothers flinched, and they all rushed forward with Zhang Jian and Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei laughed and said, "If Yiyue sees me like this, she won't think I'm a coward!"

They ran into Lu Bu and Du He head-on not long after they ran out.

Du He asked: "You idiots, if you don't run away, why run back?"

Zhang Jian was taken aback: "Master, are you still alive?"

Du He was a little speechless: "Get lost, this young master will not die if you die, quickly withdraw all the brothers with Fang Fang from Chang'an City, and return them all to the furniture factory."

"Yes!" Zhang Jian said happily.

A group of people hurried out of the east gate and returned to the furniture factory in a short time.

……

Sikong House.

While Changsun Wuji was reading a book in the study, the butler suddenly opened the door and barged in without knocking.

Before Changsun Wuji reprimanded him, the steward said in a hurry: "Master, it's not good, it's not good!"

"What's the panic?"

"Master, something happened to the young master. The Cuiwei Building... No, today the young master entertained Du He in the Cuiwei Building, laid an ambush, and wanted to kill Du He, but Du He was cunning and escaped. It exploded, the young master was injured!" The butler hurriedly explained the matter.

Changsun Wuji was shocked, and hurriedly dropped the book: "Where is Chong'er now?"

"just in front!"

Changsun Wuji hurried outside, only to see that Changsun Chong had been carried back, and his whole body was covered in blood.

"Hurry up, call the imperial doctor, and send someone to the palace to ask for the imperial doctor..."

……

Furniture Factory.

dang dang dang.

The ringing became more and more urgent, and there seemed to be no intention of stopping.

This is the collection of ringtones.