Chapter 1394: Jailbreak (2)

Chapter 1394 Prison Break (2)
Murong Xuetou turned to one side, looking at the darkness of the darkness, as if to say: "Don't ask me, I am not a locust in the belly of the night, I don't know what he is thinking..."
The night wind blew, the smell lingered around the nose, and Murong Xue’s cold eyes slammed fiercely: the gas was mixed with... the carrion and the fire oil and gas...
Fearing that he made a mistake, Murong Xue pulled down some of his face towel, revealing his nose, taking a deep breath, damp, bloody, rancid, greasy full of the entire nose...
The gas is mixed with it, it is indeed rancid breath and fire oil and gas! But the corpses in this prison are just dead, not rotted, the torch used for lighting in the prison, the light is oil, not the fire oil, how can there be carrion and fire oil in the prison? Could it be...
Murong Xue glanced at it, quietly sneaked into the body of a prisoner's body, bowed his head and sniffed, and saw that the jailer wearing the prisoner's suit was clear and refreshing, the jailer's hair, and the rancid smell on his arm. , the smell of fire and oil, faint, as well as the smoke and dust after the fire...
Murong Xue flashed a touch of dignity in the lacquer-like eyelids, carefully sniffed the bodies of more than a dozen jailers nearby, and laughed mockingly: Oh... more than a dozen prisoners, all with decay, fire oil , smoke and breath, how familiar is the breath, and she, Murong Yu is exactly the same in Yizhuang...
Yizhuang caught fire. After the body was burnt down, the living black people were withdrawn. She thought that they had withdrawn the secret old nest. I did not expect that they had changed their clothes and ran to the Dali Temple prison to be a jailer...
There are many corpses in Yizhuang. With the burning of the corpse, the carrion, the oil and gas, and the smoke and smoke of the fire are all in the presence of everyone. The black people change their clothes and only breathe a breath. Seven or eight, the remaining two or three points, they are close to their hair, skin, do not smell, can not smell, so they did not clean up, but with these two three-point carrion , fire oil, smoke and breath came to Dali Temple...
She knows why the night is jailbreaking.
A large group of black-handed jailers rushed to kill him in prison. He could only escape from prison for self-protection...
"This...this..." This is the truth of the night jailbreak!
Murong Yu was stunned by the conclusion of Murong Xue. It was only after a long while that he reacted: "In addition to the jailbreak, the night scorpion did not think about other ways..."
"Can there be any other way?" The Dali Temple prison is the world of the jailers. Even though the night is a prince, he is already in jail when his identity as the suspect is poisoned. In the world, here, he is isolated and helpless, the jailers want to kill him, he is called every day, not to call the ground, but in order to save his life, he can only kill the Dali Temple prison...
Murong Yu: "..."
Ok, things are not wrong, but: "The black-style jailer should have only the small part of the front. The jailers behind should be just ordinary jailers. They are smart like nights. You should think of this. At one point, why did he kill all the jailers who were blocking the road, instead of choosing to dismantle the identity of those in front?"
"Demolition? How to dismantle? Run into his cell, want to kill his black-style jailer, is also the same jailer of ordinary jailer." Murong Xue said helplessly.
"Ah." The black man jailer and the ordinary jailer are the same, but: "Would those jailers not pretend to be black?" Murong stunned.
"No." Murong Xue shook his head and patiently explained: "The jailers have two identities, black men and jailers, dressed in black clothes, they are black people, put on jailer clothes, they are jailers. Their names are recorded in the Dali Temple prison..."
Murong Yu looked down at Murong Xue’s gaze. He saw several guards carrying four or five black-style jailers. In front of the clerk, the clerk carefully looked at the faces of the death jailers and wrote down the books. Their names, the whole process is natural, obviously it is true to know those dead black-style prisoners...
Murong Yu: "..."
The black-style jailer is really the jailer of Dali Temple!
They are the secrets of the mastermind behind the scenes, obeying the orders of the mastermind behind the scenes, burning the body of Li Xin who can prove the innocence of the night, and killing the night sky in the prison...
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The screaming of the black man’s jailer attracted a large number of ordinary jailers. They listened to the words of ‘the same’ and the black jailer’s jailer, and they all ignored the night’s excuse and joined the team that blocked the night’s jailbreak...
The black-clothed jailer, using the ordinary jailer, uses the ‘jailbreak’ of the night, and sees the killer of the night...
The night scorpion also knows that in the larger and larger teams, there are many ordinary jailers, and the black people who really want to kill him are few jailers, but he does not know who is the ordinary jailer, who is the black jailer, and faces in all directions. The knives of the knives, he only killed the knives of the knives for self-protection...
In the end, the night scorpion saved his life and fled the Dali Temple, but he also became a sinner of jailbreaking, indirectly sitting on the crime of poisoning...
That mastermind behind the scenes is really a good calculation!
Just pity the night! The Tang Dynasty, the king of the Qingyan Kingdom, was so miserable...
Murong sighed and sighed, watching the night run away, the direction of the Dali Temple door, the scorpion flashed a thick sympathy...
"The emperor drove!" The unique voice of the came suddenly.
Murong stunned: "I have come to the emperor, have I not heard it wrong?"
Murong Xue looked out of the prison and saw a bright yellow figure far away: "You have not heard the mistake, it is indeed the emperor."
"In the middle of the night, what does the emperor come here to do?" Murong's incomprehensible frown.
Murong Xue’s gaze is faint:
What else can be done, naturally, it’s for the night.

Murong Yu is a glimpse: "Is the jailbreak in the night, has it been passed into the palace?"
"Yeah." It was only two quarters of an hour before the jailbreak, and the matter was passed to the palace. Oh, it was really fast.
Murong Xue smiled and smiled with ridicule. He looked up at the prison and saw the emperor in the crowd of dozens of guards and eunuchs. He came over and looked at the blood of the land, and was about to The body of the mountain was piled up, and the face was blue and green. "How is this going?"
(End of this chapter)