klisemfg Chapter 494 Hurry, send a message saying the right person has arrived
Chapter 494 Hurry, send a message saying the right person has arrived
The secret guards were afraid of Shen Jinmo's vicious methods that aroused great hatred among both gods and humans, but when they thought about who Shen Jinmo was, they felt that his actions were a sign of his treacherous nature.
They couldn't defeat Shen Jinmo, so the only option they had was to accept their fate and die.
The imperial guards took Sui Yi down from the execution pillar, put him on a stretcher, and had him dragged towards the Dali Temple on a cart.
Holding Xie Nanxing, he walked on the stone path stained red by Sui Yi's blood, and stopped beside the secret guard who had just asked the question.
In this gloomy Dark Guard Division, Shen Jinmo announced in an extremely calm voice the inevitable fate of these Dark Guards.
Ants are not worthy of the powerful officials of this land to have any unnecessary emotions.
"The world is like this. You are born into this world, so you can't blame anyone."
Xie Nanxing looked up and asked, "Can they go against the order of the world?"
"How can a tiny ant, relying on others for its life force, shake the world?"
"What if there are thousands and thousands of ants, all working together?"
Shen Jinmo didn't answer, so Xie Nanxing asked again: "If I am still the owner of the Qing Pavilion, am I the same as them, just a piece of grass that everyone in this God City can step on?"
The question was asked somewhat urgently, but not on behalf of myself, but on behalf of the millions of ants in this world who were trying their best to survive.
"You are mine, and I won't let anyone hurt you."
He jumped right into the conversation: "Are you still feeling depressed?"
Nodding, holding one's heart, one sentence can take eighteen turns.
"My Lord, I feel so uncomfortable. Please touch my chest. My heartbeat has slowed down..."
Shen Jinmo's heart softened like a pool of warm water: "Mo Ping, I will take him back to the mansion to bathe and change clothes first, and then go out of the city to get some fresh air later. Let them arrange someone to guard the door in advance."
The city gate will not open after the time has passed.
But who would dare not open the city gate that Shen Jinmo had opened?
The kneeling secret guard felt uneasy because of the conversation that was gradually fading away.
They are not as lucky as Ji Yue, who can gain the protection of a strong man like Shen Jinmo by relying on her figure and appearance.
Even if these insignificant ants worked together, they might not be able to topple the towering tree.
But if they use their bodies as a bridge and try their best to climb to another tree, will they be lucky enough to be blessed by the sunshine and rain?
Even if that tree was Shen Jinmo, wouldn't they be living better than they are now?
At least, Shen Jinmo is always protective of his people.
At least, since Shen Jinmo took charge of the Imperial Guards, no imperial guards have been poisoned by him, except for those who were accidentally affected while serving Xia Hong.
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Four imperial guards carried Sui Yi, whose face was still covered in silver mask and whose body was covered in blood, into the Dali Temple. The warden, who arrived upon hearing the news, led all the jailers on duty and ran towards the prison gate.
If the blood had not been still dripping from the drooping fingertips, based on the warden's years of experience, the man should have died long ago.
After bowing respectfully, the warden smiled and asked, "Hello, gentlemen. I wonder who this man is and why you four are willing to come and see him off in person?"
"If you offend your superiors, you will lose your status and become a dead man."
Sui Yi was handed over to the jailer, and the imperial guards summoned the warden to their side.
"The superiors have instructed us to prepare plenty of snakes, insects, rats, ants and other dirty things, so that he can watch himself being bitten to death before being executed in the autumn."
"Don't let him die too easily."
The warden nodded repeatedly and said, "Excuse me, is this man Lord Shen's old enemy?"
From the moment he saw the seriously injured man, the first thing the warden thought of was the huge pile of silver.
But if you want to survive in this city of gods, offending the emperor may not be a big deal, but if you make Shen Jinmo unhappy, that would be the end of your life.
No matter how good money is, it is not as important as life.
"Humph." Someone sneered, "Who the hell is he? How can he be our Lord Shen's mortal enemy?"
The four imperial guards escorted him out of the prison with flattering smiles, and the warden ran madly back to the cell.
With trembling hands he peeled off the silver mask, and the jailer's eyes gleamed with excitement and greed.
"Send a message to the black boss, the man has arrived."
The warden pushed his confidant beside him and urged him: "Hurry up, hurry up, people who die in prison are worthless."
As long as the nobleman takes a fancy to him before he has his last breath, even if he dies right after being carried out of the prison, he will still be worth eight thousand taels of silver.
Less than half an hour after the words were spoken, Yang Huai, wearing a hooded cloak, appeared in the prison in a wheelchair.
Behind him were four strong men carrying a stretcher, and beside him stood a doctor with a medicine box on his back but his face was hidden.
The warden felt mixed emotions when he saw this scene. This nobleman was a cautious man. He was generous with money and gave rewards, but he would definitely not pick someone who could not be saved.
If the doctor said after the examination that the man would be unable to work in the future and would not be able to serve the mistress of the house well, the man in front of him would not spend money on this seriously injured death row prisoner.
Yang Huaifu entered the cell, found the rope that tied the silver mask quite skillfully, and took off the silver mask.
His gaze rested on Sui Yi's face, which was not stained with blood, and he only dared to rest on Sui Yi's face.
The pair of eyes hidden under the brim of the hat were already red.
He raised his hand slightly, and the servant behind him handed him the pill, and Yang Huai personally fed it to Sui Yi.
The doctor led the four men to cut Sui Yi's clothes, put a layer of clean white cloth on the mud bed, and quickly sutured and bandaged the wounds on Sui Yi's body.
It's not that we can't bring Sui Yi out of the Divine Capital and then concentrate on treating him, but these martial artists have sensitive noses, and the strong smell of blood will cause unnecessary trouble.
There is always a medicinal scent on Xie Nanxing's body. Using the medicinal scent to suppress the smell of blood is the best choice Yang Huai can make.
The warden looked at this usually cheerful man and saw that he had not changed his mind yet, so he couldn't help but start praising him.
"Look at this face, my lord. He looks so young that people would believe he is a boy of seventeen or eighteen."
"The lady of your mansion must like this kind of handsome but not aggressive concubine."
"Look at this Adam's apple, this big hand, and the blue veins on the back of this hand..."
He raised his hand and pointed at the area three inches below Sui Yi's abdomen: "Even if he is unconscious, this area is still bulging. With this ability, I will definitely make your ladyship feel like she is in heaven."
Yang Huai raised his head and glared at the prison warden: "Don't look at my things, or you'll be careful with your eyes."
mine?
Ha ha ha ha…
The warden was grinning in his heart, and his eyes moved quickly.
The words he spoke became more frequent: "Besides, his injuries are indeed serious. Doesn't this just meet your original request? If he is saved, he will definitely obey your orders."
"Look, isn't this person perfect in every way?"