Becoming the Empress: Golden Finger Set Under My Bed

He was angry, but he didn't want the general to say directly: "Only this sentence today, what you say is fair, would you like to talk to King Yan?"

Du Yong was discouraged in a split second, smirked, and dared not speak again.

The bald boss laughed loudly, apparently making fun of what had just been said.

"You can't drink here anymore."

Meng Li slowly said: "Then let's talk about the business. Although the strong man said a lot, he didn't mention who the first name is."

With that said, he turned to look at the boss.

The bald head also laughed, holding a jar of wine in his arms-this was the only bottle that had just been kept under the claws of the cat, and now he was held in his hands, like a baby.

"A striker, my name is Yan Tie. Shengdu came here-the fugitive."

He squinted at Du Yong, and then his playful eyes turned to Meng Li again.

The hearts of several people were so tense that they looked at Yan Tie, and somehow he said so.

Since the eldest brother was robbed, they entered a dart board incognito, and the days have been smooth, but when they met the official family, they hid, and died at sunrise, at sunset, and days.

It was smooth.

But now about the general, the elder brother is just confused!

"Brother! What did you say? It must have been drunk ..."

Yan Tie waved a smile: "Labour has never been drunk in my life. What about a fugitive? Does the general want to catch me and send it to the court?"

Meng Li said faintly: "Your identity really does not differ much from what I think."

As he said, he looked at Yan Tie, and Guangguang said coldly, "How do you say I should deal with a fugitive now?"

Yan Tie froze for a moment, but had not spoken yet, but Du Yong stood up and said loudly, "Come!"

The general should not have been allowed to drink with these people for a long time. Now how can the same fugitive be left out?

Footsteps rang out from the outside instantly, gradually, the footsteps became more and more loud, and the sound of the friction of the armor also sounded, neat and tidy.

"General, what happened?"

A teenager rushed in, watching the endgame on the ground, and immediately looked at the five brothers with vigilance.

"Give them all ..."

As soon as Du Yong was about to open his mouth, he was scratched by a claw, and he looked down and saw the blood on the back of his hands. This little thing has only scratched the fugitive like this!

"General, this gadget is ... oh!"

An Rushuang dropped his claws again, and a pair of cat eyes looked at him coldly.

This little cub, who is it?

Meng Li looked at the lively scene, but he laughed, and waved at the teenager who came in: "Du Yong is drinking so much that he just shouted. You just have to ignore it."

The teenager bowed and quit.

Du Yong just confronted a white cat, and now he quickly said, "General! They are fugitives! Now that we have this fugitive, just hand it over, and the court may believe us

What a point! "

He was still thinking about how to restore the court's trust, and he was exhausted.

Meng Li looked up at him, but whispered, "Give them them out, do you think the court will believe us?"

He still remembers that after the military power was handed over, Yandi was still slaughtered.

This time, he could bear it, and he wouldn't bear it.

His eyes were cold and dark, as if with a slight glow.

Du Yong was watched by him, and the drunkenness in his head almost disappeared in a moment. He froze slightly, and then stuttered, "Always, there will always be some faith."

An Rushuang looked at him dismissively.

Du Yong's battle to kill the enemy is feasible, but the thought here is not enough to defeat the enemy.

"No, now you are thinking that someone can be our substitute for the dead, and if you surrender them, the court will think so."

Meng Li said this, then turned to look at the five brothers, and whispered: "And you, even if I don't hand you over here, you should be able to think that the previous thing is to punch

For you, since someone wants you to resist this sin, you can't get better. "

Yan Tie hesitated for a moment, he already knew about it, and when he stood in the courtyard of the Meng family and looked at the dead bodies, he was already aware of something bad.

But it was not just against them.

"The general said this was bad. At that time we were with the general. We were guilty or not guilty. The general should be very clear."

Yan Tie whispered deeply at Meng Li and whispered, "General Wanwang can let our brother go."

An Rushuang's heart sighed, and at this time she couldn't let it go. This happened in Yandi, and the Yan Wang family couldn't guarantee it.

Meng Li looked up at them, with no expression on his face, but just sighed: "As long as you step out of this mansion, your life is not in my hands, but in another person's hands

in. "

Anxious in his heart, Yan Tie quickly asked, "Who?"

"The people behind this."

Meng Li said indifferently: "In his eyes, you are just pawns arbitrarily supported. I am not blocking you, but your lifeline is now connected to Yan Di, inseparable.

Cannot be separated. "

Several people listened to him and looked at each other.

It was Du Yong, who knew the general's meaning at this moment, and looked at the five people's expressions clearly dignified.

"Can we have our brothers talk alone?"

Meng Li nodded: "Du Yong, come with me."

Yan Tie quickly said, "When we go to the yard, we don't work for generals."

With that said, with a big wave of his hand, the four people behind him hurriedly left here.

Seeing them leave, Du Yong stood up quickly, anxious in his heart: "General ... let them go out like this, if they run away ..."

Meng Li snorted softly: "I ran away and ran away, what I said just now is very clear. However, if they are going to run, the first person to kill is probably you."

This stink boy really doesn't have a mouth to talk about. He is so careless in talking, it should be in the military camp!

Du Yong was ashamed, remembering what he had just said to himself, and to hand over the five brothers to the court.

"I'm also ... also anxious."

With that said, he looked at the little guy in Meng Li's arms with a grin, with an unformed look: "I want to speak again next time, and the general will let her scratch me."

If it weren't for the cat's body, An Rushuang would roll his eyes.

Scratch him? She was too tired to panic!

The two were sitting in the room, and the five were talking outside. Soon after, the crowd heard footsteps, and Yan Tie strode into the room in front of me.

He looked dignified, and the first few did not see how relaxed, even with An Rushuang couldn't help getting nervous.

"General! Our brothers have already negotiated ..."