Li Shier couldn't wait.

He simply put Jin Chengming's body in a pose, placed it on a chair, and then untied the belt of the body on the ground and tied it up.

Pretend to kidnap.

In fact, the votes have been torn.

Tearing up votes is not very righteous.

But he just failed.

The left face of the picture was already shocked and sweating.

He only has this son!

Neptune also stood up, walked quickly to the left prince, and picked up his phone.

Jin Chengming is a Beihai money bag!

It takes money to build such a luxurious palace and tens of thousands of troops in the North Sea!

Once Kim Sung-ming encounters an accident, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Zuo Xiang, you are waiting here, I will arrange for someone to go to rescue immediately!"

King Beihai helped the left prime minister up, hesitated a little, and pointed at a general: "Cen Zhan, you must protect Jin Chengming's safety! If necessary, you can agree to all requests from the other party!"

"Here!"

The general wearing a python robe clasped his fists with his hands, bowed deeply, and turned around and left.

"Thank you, your husband!" Zuo Xiang's lips were pale, and cold sweat broke out on his head.

When Kim Sung-ming left, he was with three masters and a total of eight guards!

Why were he kidnapped?

Who is the kidnapped?

"Cen Zhan is a great master and has a strong ability. Even Nangong Ruyan is difficult to hold on for three seconds under his hands." King Beihai patted Zuoying's shoulder and comforted him: "Let's relax."

"Here!"

The left prime minister had no choice but to wait.

"General Cen, you need to live!"

He shouted.

If you dare to kidnap your son, you will have to pay the price of life worse than death!

"clear!"

Cen Zhan, carrying a bow and carrying a quiver, disappeared from the Beihai Imperial Court.

Mo Chan also left with him.

...

"Is there any truth?"

Inside the villa.

Nangong Ruyan came to the courtyard with fruits and gifts carefully selected for Yan Rushuang.

Didn't see anyone.

Did you come too early?

She glanced at her phone and it was just right.

But where is Zhou Youdao?

The courtyard is very spacious.

This is the first time Nangong Ruyan has come to the villa and has no idea where to go.

So she called Zhou Youdao directly.

Dingling!

A faint sound reached Nangong Ruyan's ears.

The saint of Qingling Mountain, who is different from ordinary people.

Even sounds that ordinary people cannot hear can still be noticed.

No one answered.

Nangong Ruyan walked step by step in the direction of the sound.

The Gusu family is very rich, so they bought a mountain and built a luxurious manor of thousands of square meters here.

There are a lot of forests around, and the air is fresh and very suitable for people to live in.

Walking along a cobblestone road, the phone ringing became clearer and clearer.

But no one answered.

Very strange.

Is it busy?

Nangong Ruyan put away the phone, carried the things, and walked quickly.

finally.

When she arrived at the top of the mountain, she saw a table.

On the table, there are cakes and candles.

Even red wine.

On the ground, there is a scattered rose.

There seemed to be a person lying on the chair next to the table.

"Ruoshuang?"

Nangong Ruyan walked to the chair and her eyes narrowed!

Yan Ruoshuang, dead!

Throat was cut off by someone!

The blood has long been solidified!

"Zhou Youdao!"

Nangong Ruyan shouted subconsciously!

No matter what, Zhou Youdao is Gusu Yan's favorite nephew.

Now that Yan Ruoshuang is killed, Zhou Youdao is missing, and he doesn’t know if something is wrong!

She threw the thing on the ground and drew her sword directly!

"Zhou Youdao!"

Nangong Ruyan shouted.

Still no response.

Just as she was about to look for it, a chill suddenly came from behind her!

clang!

Nangong Ruyan turned around and had a sword!

Fire is everywhere!

In front of her, an old man stood.

"Nangong Ruyan?"

The old man asked out loud.

"Not bad! Who are you?" Nangong Ruyan narrowed her eyes and looked at the old man.

Yan Ruoshuang's death is likely to have something to do with the person in front of him!

But she is not sure.

"You killed the man?"

Nangong Ruyan asked, "Where is Zhou Youdao!"

"Aren't you killed?" Before the old man finished speaking, he stabbed a sword in the air!

clang!

Nangong Ruyan's long sword swept across, splashing a fire.

"Who are you!"
To be continued...