He pointed at Lu Wen, who was kneeling, and sat on the chair next to him.

I heard Li Chengfeng say this.

Wang Dabao nodded, picked up a letter at hand and handed it over.

"This is the secret letter from Kunsa religion he sent to his door yesterday. Please check it out."

Li Chengfeng took the letter and glanced briefly.

The content in the letter is very simple: Three days later, the Wang family will be washed away by blood

"Since that's the case, I wonder what Mr. Wang is thinking?"

"No matter when and where, the idea of ​​the court is the idea of ​​the Wang family!"

"That's enough, the court will naturally come to help you in three days!"

After saying that, Li Chengfeng picked up Lu Wen, who was unconscious, and walked out of the Wang family.

After he left, Wang Er came to the hall again.

...

"Father, the court is about to fall, why should I hang myself from a tree?"

As soon as this said, Wang Dabao, who was nearly fifty years old, had big eyes.

"That's the end of this."

"There is such a heroic boy in the Tang Dynasty, and my Wang family should know how to advance and retreat!"

Wang Dabao pointed his finger in the direction where Li Chengfeng left, his eyes full of loneliness.

When he was young, he was the same as Wang Er, and he thought that the emperor would take turns to sit and come to my house this year.

But now that this year is over fifty years old, I have already seen the cause and effect clearly.

Wang Er looked at the way Li Chengfeng left, and his eyes were filled with a little disappointment.

"Born at the wrong time..."
Chapter completed!