The Beloved in the Palm

Chapter 238 Killing King Wei

Xue Qingyin cursed ten thousand swear words in her heart, but she had no choice but to get up stumblingly.

She walked deliberately slowly, as if her hands and feet were weak because of the changes in front of her.

He Songning was indeed injured.

If you wait a little longer, will the blood run out?

Xue Qingyin thought about this question seriously.

At this time, He Songning's fingers holding the handle of the knife were a little numb. He didn't know whether it was because he was bleeding too much or because he was holding on too hard.

A shallow blood mark was drawn on the neck of the Mon king.

The face of the king of the Meng clan became increasingly ugly: "...Kill me if you can."

He Songning sneered: "I dare, do they dare to watch?"

The Meng soldiers immediately fell to their knees and begged, "No! Please think again! Your body is precious!"

The king of the Meng clan closed his eyes and thought to himself: How could the Meng dynasty have such hindrances?

The more panicked they were, the more confident he became!

He Songning ignored the King of the Meng clan and looked at Xue Qingyin's cautious steps.

His brows suddenly furrowed, and impatient words came to his lips.

But when he saw her eyes were red and her face was pale... he swallowed the words.

Xue Qingyin walked and walked...

She couldn't help but secretly complain that this room was still too small. It was such a short walk, and no matter how slow she slowed down, she still quickly reached He Songning's side.

No wonder you lost...

She looked numbly at the Mon soldiers in front of her.

With so many people, I can't even use alms... The king of the Meng clan should hold back and trick people into the courtyard first, and then fire thousands of arrows from the roof. Wouldn't it be fragrant?

"I want to take her away." He Songning said solemnly.

The general of the Meng tribe outside the door looked like he was bearing the burden of humiliation: "...Please forgive me for my sins." As he spoke, his voice changed: "Take me away."

He Songning: "Where is King Wei?"

The Mon general's face looked a little ugly: "You can't just ask for one, but you also want another!"

Xue Qingyin also turned around and said angrily: "You are indeed here to save King Wei!"

He Songning: "..."

When the words of reprimand came to his lips, he swallowed them.

He said: "King Wei, I will use it for other purposes."

Xue Qingyin wrinkled her nose, wiped the corners of her eyes, and said nothing.

"I don't have time to chat with you. If you don't want to, I will have no choice but to kill you." He Songning threatened.

The king of the Meng clan shouted sternly: "Let him strike!"

The general was so angry that he banged the door: "Okay... okay. Your King Wei will give it back to you."

Fortunately, I still have Qiao Teng in my hand.

He Songning restrained the Meng clan king with one hand and walked out.

Xue Qingyin: "Wait."

He Songning frowned: "What? Can't walk?"

Xue Qingyin pointed at Qiao Xinyu: "I want to take her away too."

The Mon general's face was livid: "Don't bully others too much."

Xue Qingyin stated: "I am so delicate. If I don't take a maid with me on the road, I will die easily if there is no one to take care of me."

He Songning: "...let her take charge."

When the Meng general heard He Songning's voice, his teeth itched with hatred. He looked at the face of the King of the Meng Clan, and suddenly found that the King of the Meng Clan was strangely calmer.

The Mon general couldn't think of a solution for a while, but nothing could happen to the king.

He was afraid that if he continued to use up the sword, the king would hit his neck against the sword's edge.

So he forced out his voice: "I'll give you a slave."

Xue Qingyin thought for a moment: "One is not enough to take care of." She pointed at Yun Duo and A Zhuo: "Let them go with me."

The Mon general was so angry that he fell backwards.

Even the corners of He Songning's mouth twitched.

"Let her go." The Meng clan king's voice was hoarse, and his voice sounded like heartbreak.

"King..." The Meng general showed hesitation.

But the King of the Meng clan was finally willing to let go, which actually made him breathe a sigh of relief.

The Meng general showed hesitation, as if he was engaged in a struggle between heaven and man, and then he said bitterly: "Let's go, let's all go!"

Yun Duo and Azhuo followed him outside in confusion.

He Songning looked at the growing team and felt a little headache.

But there is no need to show timidity at this time, no matter how unreasonable the request is, you still have to show a tyrannical attitude.

Step by step, they slowly retreated to the gate of the mansion.

Soon, King Wei was also brought out.

King Wei was really surprised when he saw He Songning: "Are you here to save me?"

He Songning didn't look at him: "Bring the horses and get on them."

King Wei knew that he could escape and finally no longer had to suffer the humiliation of the Meng people and the pain of hanging on the city tower... How could he hold on? For a while, the pain in my body disappeared, and I got on the horse with my hands and feet on the ground.

Qiao Xinyu was also regarded as a general, and she quickly got on her horse and took Yun Duo and A Zhuo with her.

The King of the Meng Clan took note of her movements and his eyes flickered slightly.

I see……

I see!

At this time, Xue Qingyin is the only one left...

Xue Qingyin came to the horse, stepped on the stirrups with great effort, and crawled...

"...Who can help me?" She turned around and asked.

He Songning: "..."

Meng soldiers: "..."

He Songning whispered: "Wait for me."

Why did Xue Qingyin listen to him?

She looked left and right, and finally found the bearded man in the crowd who said he wanted to threaten King Xuan with her the day before.

"You...come here."

The bearded man stared angrily.

He Songning said coldly: "Come here."

The bearded man looked around and saw that no one else was willing to make a decision for him. He really couldn't take the responsibility...

The bearded man had no choice but to walk over and bow.

Xue Qingyin stepped on his back, stomped on him twice, and kicked his head, and finally climbed onto the horse.

The bearded man's teeth were clattering, but he dared not speak.

And He Songning pushed the King of the Meng tribe to the King of Wei: "Hold on tight, if he is gone, you and I can't run away."

The King of Wei swallowed his saliva and nodded repeatedly.

Then He Songning walked to Xue Qingyin's horse, stepped on the stirrup and climbed on the horse.

Xue Qingyin:?

"Go!"

The group galloped towards the city gate.

Seeing that their king was in the hands of the King of Wei, there was nothing to worry about...

"Chase!"

What ability does the King of Wei have?

Isn't it easy to snatch the person back!

Running in front, chasing behind.

After leaving the city gate, He Songning did not go to the main city of Yizhou, but ran in another direction.

The King of Wei felt something was wrong: "... Why don't we go directly to find the army?"

He Songning did not speak.

He held the reins tightly, and held Xue Qingyin with his other hand.

"What should we do? They are catching up." The King of Wei asked hurriedly, looking at the expression of the King of Meng. He also tried to imitate He Songning's way of threatening the King of Meng.

But the King of Meng looked a little panicked at this moment?

"Quickly open the distance and leave the King of Meng behind." He Songning's voice was blown away by the wind, but it still fell into the ears of the King of Wei.

"Open the distance? How to open it?" The King of Wei asked.

"If you can't open it, stay in the Meng tribe with him." He Songning's tone seemed completely different from the past.

The King of Wei frowned, feeling uncomfortable.

But at this time, he was on the road to escape... He didn't care about much.

The King of Wei could only hold his breath and yell, "Gee! Gee!"

With such force, he really pulled a little distance.

The King of Wei didn't know when was the best time. He looked at He Songning, but He Songning didn't mean to turn back.

The King of Wei had no choice but to push the King of Meng off his horse as if his butt was on fire.

The Meng soldiers behind caught up and dismounted to help the King of Meng.

"Is the King okay?"

"These damn Liang people should really be skinned and put on the altar!"

"Damn you, I didn't protect the King well..."

The King of Meng pushed them away, calmed down a little, stared at the direction where Xue Qingyin and his group left, frowned suspiciously and said, "It looks like King Xuan, but it doesn't look like King Xuan..."

"King?" They didn't understand what he meant.

And the people here ran wildly, and finally ran to an unknown place. Looking into the distance, the village could be vaguely seen.

He Songning pulled the reins and stopped the horse.

They all fell off their horses.

He Songning staggered, then grabbed Xue Qingyin's arm, almost knocking her down.

The King of Wei was horrified: "You...you are injured?"

He Songning looked down at the blood on his body, suddenly pointed at the King of Wei and asked Xue Qingyin: "You hate him to the extreme, right?"

The King of Wei's face turned green: "Why did you suddenly..."

He Songning pulled out the sword he had taken from the Meng soldiers from his waist, and before the King of Wei finished speaking, he suddenly walked up and grabbed the King of Wei's clothes.

"Puff"

"Puff"

"Puff"

Three consecutive sounds, the knife tore through the clothes and penetrated the flesh.

The King of Wei stared at him in disbelief: "You, you..."