Chapter 301

Before Zhao Jiu finished speaking, Wusheng Laomu had already understood clearly: she had fallen into a trap! The person in front of her was not the Hu man who escaped from prison. It could even be boldly speculated that no one had escaped from prison at all, or he had been killed before he ran out.

This matter was a trap from beginning to end, a trap carefully set up for them.

At this time, facing the eyes of Wuji Laomu and the masked man, she could only sigh helplessly. She tilted her head slightly and did not look into their eyes.

Curiously asked Zhao Jiu, "Are you... someone from the palace?"

Looking back on the whole thing, she could only come up with the idea that "the old monster in the palace wanted to cut the grass and wipe out the roots", after all, apart from him, they had not offended anyone else.

But what Wusheng Laomu could not figure out was how did the old eunuch dog discover the traces of her group far away in the deep palace of the capital? Could it be that the old eunuch dog suppressed Lu Wenyu and controlled the Jinyiwei?

If that was the case, then it would be over! Lu Wenyu was fine, as he had no personal grudges, but that old eunuch, his only nephew, died in his hands.

It was a great grudge that would be a shame to our ancestors if we didn't take revenge!

Thinking of that peaceful and sinister smile, Wusheng's mother shuddered and got goose bumps all over her body.

Zhao Jue responded to her with an extremely polite greeting: "You are the eunuch in my palace, and you are the eunuch. Your whole family is eunuchs!"

She was not the old eunuch's! A light of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she slowly breathed a sigh of relief. There was actually a hint of smile on her wrinkled face.

Zhao Jue, who was holding his hands and pretending to be cool, was shocked. He was cursing! Why was this old woman still happy? Was it because his attack power was not high, or...

Was she playing perverted?

"Since you are not from the palace, why bother to carefully design a trap? There should be no grudges between you and us, right?"

"No grudges?" Zhao Jue was happy to hear it. He laughed mockingly, put down his arms, and said angrily: "Damn it, you burned nine government warehouses, nine! If I hadn't had a strong relationship and sent hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, I would be the first to be executed!"

"Tell me, do we have a grudge?"

The three were stunned. What nonsense is this person talking about? The government admitted that the government warehouses were burned by the Hu people, and now they are shamelessly blaming them.

The problem is that they only burned one, and now it has been increased to nine. Who can accept it?

The masked man immediately retorted: "Little kid, don't talk nonsense! What nine? Obviously we only burned..."

"Hey, hey, hey! Admit it!" Hearing the word burned, Zhao interrupted decisively without thinking.

His purpose is to pin the whole thing on them. Otherwise, why would he go to so much trouble to set up such a trap? He is not a person who likes to torture himself.

Everyone in the temple, whether standing or the six confused people, had their eyes wide open, their faces full of disbelief.

But Zhao Jue was a person who had been trained on the Internet, and had studied hard the three magic weapons of accusing, arresting, and confusing the reasonable and unreasonable.

Seeing that the other party did not react, he decisively stepped back two steps and shouted: "You are really bold to burn nine official warehouses and assist the Hu people to escape from prison! This is not taking the emperor, the court, and the people of the world seriously! It can be said that the crime is extremely heinous and unforgivable!"

"Why don't you admit your guilt and surrender!"

After these words, no matter how stupid they are, they can see that the person in front of them is determined to put the shit pot on their heads. Moreover, looking at the way he carefully controlled his words, he is likely to have an official position.

With an official position, good martial arts skills, and doing dirty work, the answer is obvious: Jinyiwei.

Wusheng's mother frowned and asked, "Are you from the Jinyiwei?"

"That's right, I guessed it right! Unfortunately, there is no reward." Zhao Jue clapped his hands and said seriously, "Are you going back to Zhaoyu with me? Or do I have to catch you back?"

"Hahaha."

The three looked at each other and laughed, and even the six people on the ground smiled and laughed out loud on their knees.

The masked man slowly stretched out his hands, bent his fingers into claws, stared at Zhao Jue and mocked, "Little kid, didn't Lu Wenyu teach you the simple truth that you should do as much as you can?"

"You are a small first-class person, and you want to catch a small master, but you want to catch three! Should I say you are brave or stupid?"

"I really gave you too much face!"

The other two also rose up with true energy, looking at Zhao Jue half mockingly and half jokingly. With a smile on his face, he looked like a wolf seeing a lamb.

Fuck! It really is! I was so busy pretending that I forgot to call for help! Zhao laughed and retreated to the outside of the temple.

Wuji Mother, who was leaning on a bamboo stick, took a small step forward and said with a smile: "Are you scared? It's too late! How about this, you stand still, I will move quickly, I guarantee that there will be no pain. I haven't killed Jinyiwei for a long time, you kid got it."

With the terrifying and majestic true energy in front of him, Zhao couldn't help but take two more steps back, pretending to be calm and raised his voice: "It's just a small master, there are Jinyiwei. Where are Baihu, Zhuque, and Xuanwu?"

In response to him, there was an empty echo, without any sound of a second person. The only change around him might be that the sound of insects became a little louder.

Damn, my passionate horse! Where are my teammates?

Swallowing his saliva, Zhao raised his head and looked at the three small masters who laughed cruelly. In the dark, he seemed to see the front of the big truck that sent him to this world, the dazzling headlights.

There is no other way. It is better to rely on oneself than to rely on others. He took a deep breath, took a stance and started to circulate his true energy. The desire to run away overwhelmed the desire to fight.

As soon as he changed his posture, the masked man disappeared in an instant, and reappeared on the low wall behind him, "Want to run? No! Die here!"

His figure was blurred, but the compelling true energy was truly sensed by Zhao Jue.

Behind the left side! Zhao Jue was keenly aware, but his body was completely unable to react. He could only watch the hand with black air continue to enlarge in his sight.

The terrifying breath rushed towards him, and the sound of ghosts and wolves howling in the black air echoed in his ears. The mockery in the masked man's eyes could almost be clearly perceived.

Is it over?

No! No! There is still a chance! Zhao Jue shouted wildly in his heart, pressed the toe of his right foot hard, and forcibly changed his posture. The black air of the masked man's fingertips passed in front of his eyes, and a few strands of hair fell, but Zhao Jue narrowly avoided the claw.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when the masked man attacked back, he stepped lightly to open up a few steps, and threw out the hidden weapon as if it was free, hoping to buy some time.

At this time, a gentle voice sounded behind him, "Little kid, it's not good to take care of your head and not your butt."

Not good! He was only concerned about the masked man in front of him, and forgot that the other party had three junior masters! Zhao Ju's pupils trembled violently, and he turned his head with difficulty. It was the face of the old mother of Wuji.

The trend of retreating continued. He had no place to gain leverage without his feet on the ground. He couldn't avoid this move!

"Boil the sea!"