Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

"You can't lie to me, I can see that you can't refute my words, because..."

He is used to closing the distance when suppressing cornered prisoners with arrogance, but he seems to have forgotten who he is facing at the moment, and when he made a slight movement, he was roughly pulled back by the rope by the guard acting as a thug, without a breath He fell on the back of the chair without even breathing, and the sudden force was exerted on the most vulnerable neck, almost suffocating.

Jun Ziyou, whose neck was bound, had to press himself against the back of the chair in order to breathe.

Perhaps it was his reasoning that made Liu Rongan's attitude change slightly. She raised her knife and pointed at the violent guard, glaring at King Han: "Let him finish! I want to listen to what he has to say later."

"Rong An, are you really unable to recognize your identity? Have you dared to do such a thing, have you thought about the consequences?"

"The consequences are nothing more than death, years of grievances, I don't care about these anymore."

"Then what do you care about? The illusory past in the mirror."

"This child, he can see through my own mind better than me. After so many years, how I wish I could meet someone who can see into my inner misery and comfort my physical and mental wounds. Before I hear the answer I want, absolutely I won't let you kill him!"

The master and servant who are at odds with each other have been strangers for decades, and now they are facing each other, and the fuse is on the verge of ignition.

Jun Ziyou precisely grasped the weaknesses of this unnamed couple because of their different concepts, beliefs, personalities, etc., and the relationship has already seen irreparable cracks. Her guilt has long since exceeded her dependence on King Han.

This woman once chose love because of her youth and innocence. As time went by, she was gradually polished by reality, and her reliance on family affection far surpassed this illusory and difficult-to-touch emotion.

At this moment, in her heart, Liu Yuqing's status is much higher than King Han's. If the two are in conflict, she will choose her son without hesitation.

The gentleman who won the bet laughed out loud, stuck his fingers into the noose, and fought for a little breathing room for himself in a stalemate with the perpetrator.

He endured the burning pain in his throat, stretched out his bloody hand, and grabbed Liu Rongan as if dying.

"Mother..." he called softly, "...I don't have a mother either, so I can understand his feeling of being alone all these years. If I were him, I would definitely... definitely..."

He deliberately slowed down his tone, just to give people a chance to interrupt him. The more broken the words, the more curious they will be, and the more it will stimulate Liu Rongan's motherhood.

She was his only hope to get out of here. Even if he used all means, he had to find a way to survive and clear his stigma.

... That person is still waiting for him to explain all this. He wants to go back and tell him personally: I am innocent, and the prince's full of affection has never been wrongly paid.

"...Aunt Liu, stop being obsessed with obsession. It's still... still too late."

Junziyou gritted his teeth fiercely, pulled the rope and stood up suddenly, his forehead slammed into the guard's chin, making people caught off guard and lost his mind. The strength is enough to break several ribs of the opponent.

Such a fierce resistance not to mention the guards controlling him, even King Han was unexpected, immediately drew out his sword and wanted to slash at Junziyou, there was a loud bang between the lightning and flint, the swords collided, and both sides were hurt.

The gaps of the blades were tightly locked together, no one wanted to be the first to make concessions, so they froze in place, unable to advance or retreat.

King Han was not surprised by Liu Rongan's defection, he seemed to have already noticed her ulterior motives, but because there was no one around him to help him, he could only turn a blind eye to her, or maybe he had embraced Liu's mother and child in his heart. There is a debt, and he is unwilling to let go of his old lover just like this. He is always trying to please and make up for them unconsciously.

Holding back his anger, he squeezed out an angry curse from between his teeth: "If you want to treat him as a son, it depends on whether he likes you, an incompetent mother! He is not Liu Yuqing, don't treat you like this!" An Fang's maternal love was given to the wrong place!"

"I've been wrong all my life, even if I give Yu Qing some merit, I can't let you kill him! I don't want Yu Qing to have a pair of murderous parents!"

"Then the people you have killed, can they still be resurrected?"

"At least I can't let you kill the friend he cares about...Xiao Jinglan, open your eyes and see that this day has already changed, what are you still insisting on!!"

The quarrel between the husband and wife is purely bickering, venting out the anger that has been simmering in each other for the past few years, regardless of the time and occasion.

Jun Ziyou was blind, he could faintly feel that his life was in danger, he seemed to sense a gust of evil wind approaching, he immediately rolled on the spot to avoid it.

Sure enough, the guard's knife was emptied and hit the ground heavily. If he hadn't avoided it, his head would probably be rolling all over the ground now.

"Wait! The husband and wife have not yet reached a conclusion in their dispute. If King Han loses, you killed me by mistake. It will be too late to regret it. Before the position is settled, why bother to kill me? Wait for them to fight for a fight." Isn't it a good result!"

"What a fart!!"

This yell made the gentleman's eardrum hurt, and he felt a little familiar for some reason, but he couldn't think of anything for a while, he could only guess which criminal he had offended before, thinking that this is the end, and fell on his old enemy In his hands, how could he survive.

He was seriously injured, and he reached the limit after struggling a few times. The loss of blood made his body stiff and cold, and he gradually became weak. The severe dizziness made him unable to hold on to it, and he was quickly defeated.

"Brother, if I offended you somewhere before, I'm here to make amends...Killing a life is a serious crime, and it's not worth adding karma to myself for someone like me. Anyway, I'm going to die sooner or later... Maybe it won't be too late When the time comes, you come to my grave and stomp on it to vent your hatred. If it doesn’t work, you can just drag me out and flog the corpse. Anyway, I’m already dead, and if I don’t see blood, I won’t kill you. It won’t affect the rest of your life. Reward."

He said what was on this person's mind in a single word, and he had guessed that this person cared about these mysterious and unrealistic things, and the other party's silent and hesitant reaction made him more sure of his guess—this group of people really had a more powerful personality than ordinary people. Sensitive beliefs and outlook on life and death.

"I knew that Emperor Yuan alone would not be able to support the entire Miaofa Cult. If he was the chief culprit, all of this would be too unreasonable, including how he bewitched the congregation to believe in him, and in the past few years, They are indifferent to Si Ye who supports everything behind the scenes."

Jun Ziyou squeezed the blood vessels in his upper arm, suppressing the speed of blood loss, leaned to the side, and continued: "If he knew that Si Ye was the tool that secretly helped him win people's hearts, it would be absolutely impossible for him to be left out in the cold and let him be killed by others." Poisoned for many years, thrown in the wilderness without regard for life or death."

He supported the ground and sat up with difficulty. The angle of his head lowered made the drooping forehead hair cover his eyes, making it impossible for others to see his expression clearly. He could only feel his ease through the slightly upturned corners of his mouth when he spoke.

Even in this embarrassing situation, he still remained calm and calm, and would never reveal his weakness before the opponent conquered him.

"So Emperor Yuan is not the real ruler of the Miaofa Sect, but a suffering master who has been deceived by others. I never understood. At that time, I had already obtained the hunting list left by my father, and I knew that Emperor Yuan was the one who would be wiped out in the end. Si Ye, who knew this, kept his mouth shut. He gritted his teeth in the end and never revealed the truth to me. He has no relatives and no reason, and he should have no scruples when he dies, so he is not worried about himself, but maybe me This is the son of an old man, and I came back from the dead to do it again. Emperor Yuan didn't mean to hurt me in King Jin's face. It can be seen that the person who threatened me was not him, so I realized at that time, really The murderer is someone else."

He heard the sound of swords falling to the ground, guessing that King Han and Liu Rongan stopped and looked at him.

He breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the cold and damp wall, and sighed weakly.

"I admit that the reasoning above and the threat just now are all I have to say in order to delay time. In fact, no one knows that I was taken away by someone. I am afraid that even King Jin himself will feel it. It was my suspicion that I was exposed, and my accomplices took me out of the palace because I was worried that I would not be able to get along with myself. Even if I die here, I am afraid no one will find out that... I am in the underground palace under the Ming Palace."

As soon as the words fell, there was the sound of hurried footsteps approaching. He could guess that it was King Han who rushed to him in a hurry and was stopped by Liu Rongan, and later realized that his words were very important. details—no one knew he was here at the moment.

However, before the heart that blocked his throat had time to let go, the man's words made him tense up again.

"You are indeed very smart. You hide in a place that no one dares to think, so that you have not been noticed for so many years. It is not as good as Lin Xici, which you can't forget. You are still not smart enough, because he was aware of what you did before he was alive. Because, even if you are weak and unable to stop your actions, he still left a way for me to survive."

At that moment, King Han seemed to see a sly gleam flashing in his dull eyes, but before he could stop it, the man had already pulled the mechanism behind him, and then there was a heavy loud noise trembling around him, behind the man The stone wall suddenly bounced up, pulled him in while flipping, and then closed it tightly.

If everyone hadn't witnessed this scene with their own eyes, it would be impossible to believe that a living person just disappeared in front of his eyes.

King Han was stunned for a long time, unable to calm down under the shock of Jun Ziyou's escape and the truth for a long time, or the eerie silence before the storm, the heavy atmosphere of the stone room, only his rough panting could be heard for a moment.

"What are you still doing?"

If he can still maintain his rationality in the first half of the sentence, then the second half of the sentence will be a rage of impotent rage, "Get him back quickly! Digging three feet into the ground, you will see people alive and dead!!"

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