Chapter 111: Drag it down!

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Wei Yun finally realized at this moment, what kind of calligraphy competition, it was all a lie, it was just that Chu Feng wanted to choose a satisfactory little finger from a talent in Wan'an City.

Wei Yun didn't dare to be angry with Chu Feng, seeing Shui Lingyue coming over with a knife, and saying such cool words, he was so angry that he smoked, and said angrily: "Shui Lingyue, I am your fiancΓ©, you dare to harm me like this, you ......"

Shui Lingyue snorted coldly, and before she could speak, she heard Xiao Yichen's cold warning voice beside her: "The surname is Wei, my girl doesn't want you for a long time, what are you still thinking about here?" If you are entangled like this again, don't blame Ben Gongzi for being unkind to you. ”

Wei Yun was already a little crazy at this time, and said, "Where did you come from, do you think I will be afraid of you?" Oh! I understand, you must have instigated her, I killed you. ”

As he spoke, Wei Yun struggled to break free of Chu Feng's grasp of his hand, and was about to pounce on Xiao Yichen.

Who knows, before he met Xiao Yichen, a cold shout from Nanwang Chufeng suddenly came from behind him: "Come on, take down Wei Yun!" ”

As soon as Chu Feng's words fell, the gate was pushed open with a bang, and Hong Qing quickly surrounded Wei Yun with five or six guards.

With Chu Feng here, Wei Yun didn't dare to mess around after all, and was soon subdued by Hong Qing and others.

Chu Feng looked at Wei Yun without cutting down, and said, "Wei Yun, you are bold and reckless, trying to assassinate this king, come here, drag it down, and punish you with five hundred rods." ”

Five hundred, even if it is copper and iron, I am afraid that the meridians will be destroyed.

Shui Lingyue sneered in her heart, is this Chu Feng's usual trick? She still remembered that a few days ago, Chu Feng also forced herself like this.

said Wei Yun, his face turned pale with fright, and the big beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down, seeing that Hong Qing was about to pull him down.

In a panic, he hurriedly grabbed Chu Feng's trouser legs, knelt down at his feet like a dead dog, and said, "His Royal Highness the King of the South, the grass people are wronged, and the grass people dare not assassinate His Royal Highness the King of the South." ”

Chu Feng didn't even look at him again, stretched out his foot and kicked him out, and said angrily: "Drag it down!" ”

Wei Yun wanted to struggle and escape, but from the moment he entered the Yunlai Inn, it was already too late.

The two guards dragged Wei Yun's arm out one on the left and one on the right, and Hong Qing followed coldly and walked towards the door.

Chu Feng slowly sat back in his chair and watched coldly as the guards dragged Wei Yun out of the door.

When he arrived at the door, Wei Yun's heart suddenly became clear, and he instantly figured it out, instead of offending Chu Feng, the king of the south, and being beaten to death by him, it was better to dedicate his little finger to him, and maybe he could exchange it for a good future.

Thinking of this, Wei Yun used all his strength and shouted loudly: "Your Royal Highness the King of the South, the grass people are willing to dedicate their little finger to His Royal Highness, hoping that His Royal Highness can condescend to the dignity and receive the little finger of the grass people." ”

Hearing him say this, Hong Qing raised his right hand slightly, and the two guards who were holding Wei Yun immediately stopped the movements in their hands.

Hong Qing looked back at Chu Feng, only to see Chu Feng nodding slightly.

With a move of Hong Qing's right hand, the two guards put Wei Yun back in front of Chu Feng.

Chu Feng just looked at him casually and didn't speak.

Wei Yun looked sideways at Hong Qing, who was so cold that he stood there like a piece of wood.

Wei Yun looked at Shui Lingyue again, only to see her hands clasped in front of her chest, her eyes were cold, without a trace of emotion, and Xiao Yichen behind her had thin lips slightly curved, and the corners of her mouth were smiling, that smile was even more dazzling than the fiercest sun at noon, which made Wei Yun angry.

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