Chapter 64 Assassination of the King[2]

After saying this paragraph with such a ferocious face, the man did not dare to speak again the next moment, because he already had a bright dagger across his neck.

Moreover, the blade is very sharp, which has cut the skin on his neck and oozed blood.

Bubble stood behind him and said in a cold voice, "If you want to die, follow my instructions."

The man can't see who is behind him and responds calmly, "I'll give you whatever you want."

Is that right? Are you really going to give me everything I want?" Paopao sneered that this man always looked high when his life was in danger, but when he was really being held hostage, he became so greedy and afraid of death.

"As long as you say it, I will definitely give it to you, heroine." The man was stunned to hear that the person behind him was a girl, and the palace was heavy, but she could quietly touch her study, and just now he didn't find anyone coming into the room. Everything seems to have been lurking here for a long time.

Bubble joked, "What about I want your throne?"

"This..." The man suddenly didn't know how to answer.

He hesitated, but Bubble did not give him a chance to think too much. The sword in his hand had rudely penetrated a little deeper into his neck.

"Women, heroine, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, you want the throne, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you." The man quickly opened his mouth to stop, regardless of the more and more blood on his neck. He was afraid that if he spoke more slowly, the woman behind him would definitely end him with a sword.

Bubble held him and asked him to sit on the chair. "The summons of the throne are written on white paper."

"Who is that passed on?" The man asked hypocritically.

"Zheng Haiyang."

"Is it him?" The man was shocked. How could it be him? When did he return to China?

Bubble could hear his frightened voice and did not explain. Instead, he urged him, "Write it."

"Wait."

"What's the matter?"

"Did I write it? You will let me die."

Bubble raised an arc at the corners of his mouth and smiled, "As long as you write it down, I will let you go."

"Never break your word?"

"Never break your promise!"

"Then I want you to swear!"

The man seems to believe in these things. Without saying a word, he vowed to heaven, "As long as I get a summons today, I promise not to kill you." If I kill you with my own hands, five thunderbolts will blow you to death! My vow has been made, and it's time for you to write a call.

She has swore happily, and the man finally relieved his heart and just wrote a call. As long as he is not dead, his cronies will never support Zheng Haiyang.

The man grabbed the brush on the table with a hundred times of confidence and wrote the call quickly.

After he wrote it, he handed the summons to the girl who was still across his neck with a sword. "Woman, I have given you everything you want. Can you move your sword now?"

Bubble put away the call book with a cat-and-mouse smile on his face, "Wang Shang, Wang Shang, do you really believe what I said?"

"What, do you want to go back on your word?" The man stared at her!

Bubble shook his head and smiled, "I won't kill you, but it doesn't mean I'll let you go."

As soon as the bubble's words fell, the king's heart had been penetrated by the sharp objects. The blood flowed, and the pain had not yet surged up. His throat knot had been flashed by a shadow, and a knife was cut. When the man fell to the ground, he did not close his eyes.

Bubble looked at Jing Qian, who wiped her dagger indifferently, and praised, "Little guy, you did a good job!"

Jing Qian just nodded and did not raise her eyebrows because of Bubble's praise.

"This place should not stay for a long time. We are going to leave."

"Master, wait."

Jing Qian opened her mouth to stop Paopao from leaving. Paopao looked back at her and said, "What's wrong?"

"This man's head should be taken out." Jing Qian pointed to the man who had lost his breath on the ground.

"He is dead, why do you still take his head?"

"He is the king of this country. When the next king succeeds, the ministers have to see that the previous king is indeed dead before they can follow the current king."

Bubble squeezed his lips and smiled, "These are not things we should consider. Be obedient. We should leave."

Jing Qian took a deep look at the king on the ground, and finally did nothing. She followed Paopao and left.

The poor king died at the hands of someone and went on his way without knowing it. The only thing he knew was that he passed the throne to Zheng Haiyang.

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Outside the city, the order is still good, and there is no ** abnormality.

Nangong Bingyu and Qiu Yang have stood outside the door of the princess's house, looking at the golden gate and telling the truth, she really doesn't like this place very much. It's too gorgeous. She is not a person who likes to show off, but Princess Jie is different. It seems that only by making her house super gorgeous can she show her dignity.

Qiu Yang looked up at the gate and saw her stop at the door, but did not walk in. Looking at her willow eyebrows gently raised by her, he knew that she did not like it and smiled softly.

Maybe it was because she was aware of the sound of laughter. She turned her head and looked at him, "What are you laughing at?"

"Laugh at you."

"What's funny about me?" Nangong Bingyu is puzzled.

"Because of what you don't like, you don't just say you don't like it, but like to frown."

"Uh..." Nangong Bingyu's face was slightly embarrassed. "Yes, I don't like such a gorgeous pattern, but this is a person's taste. I don't like it, which doesn't mean that others don't like it. So I can't impose my own likes and dislikes on others.

Qiu Yang nodded, "That makes sense."

"Go in. I think the princess will definitely wait for us to be anxious."

The two walked in side by side and saw a figure wandering back and forth in the hall from afar, which was very uneasy.

As soon as she saw Nangong Bingyu coming, Zheng Jie couldn't help welcoming her out. She asked, "How's the son-in-law?"

"Don't worry, the son-in-law will be fine. At most, he will be whipped. After being rescued, he will need a period of rest." Qiu Yang replied.

"Really? Is the son-in-law really all right? So where is he now?

"If there is no accident, the son-in-law should be on the boat now." Nangong Bingyu answered with a light smile.

"On the ship?" Zheng Jie was stunned.

Nangong Bingyu nodded and whispered, "The princess won't forget the deal between us, will she?" Now I need you to enter the palace to stabilize those civil and military officials, and then declare that Zheng Haiyang is the new king of the sea.

"Where's the king brother?"

Qiu Yang took out a piece of paper from his arms, "This is the summons written by the king before his death, which is enough for you to deal with everything."