Before Rong Huang could react, he was pushed hard by the woman next to him, and his arm hit the pillar, making him feel a little painful.

Rong Huang hissed softly and turned to see who dared to push her.

Cen Liangxi quickly reached out to support Rong Huang, with cold eyes in her eyes, "Stand steady."

Then sharp eyes shot at the woman beside Rong Huang.

"What do you look at?" The woman who stretched out her hand to push Rong Huang glared at herself, and smiled happily.

As if he didn't see Cen Liangxi's murderous eyes, he continued, "Everyone has a crush on you, and you will be able to enjoy delicious food and drink in the stockade."

An excited look projected onto Rong Huang.

Although it was vague enough, it was enough for Rong Huang to perceive it.

Rong Huang turned his eyes to look over, and ran into Lu Wanshu's gentle eyes.

Rong Huang sighed, is he unable to sit still? Do you want to deal with this king?

Come on, fight!

Don't pity the king just because he is a delicate flower.

Anyway, Lu Wanshu is now a member of the Grand Marshal's mansion, and colluding with the horse bandit. Is this collusion between officials and bandits?

Rong Huang rubbed his hands, as if he hadn't heard the urging of the horse bandit, he slowly raised his hands.

The thin white fingers moved lightly, and there was a soft snap.

Everything around him stopped.

Cen Liangxi maintained the posture of supporting Ronghuang.

The horse bandit maintained his gun-raising posture, pointing in the direction where Rong Huang was.

The others also stood still.

Even the breeze in the ears has stagnated.

Rong Huang shook his body and appeared in front of the horse bandit's head. With a movement of his wrist, the small axe in his hand chopped off both front legs of the horse.

Although the king likes to fight, it is unforgivable to dare to covet the beauty of the king.

There was no sound, the horse fell heavily, and even the head of the horse bandit fell to the ground.

Rong Huang snapped his fingers again, raised his foot before the horse bandit's head slowed down, and stepped on his head.

"Ah! What happened to you? What the **** are you doing?" The horse bandit tilted his head, and was unable to move when Rong Huang stepped on the ground. Can only dare to question Rong Huang.

He found that the people around him were not moving anymore, and he only needed to use his brain to know that it was the woman in front of him.

"Do you know who I am? How dare you treat me this way!"

Rong Huang smiled and rolled up his sleeves, his white and tender face was full of harmless and gentle smiles, "Who are you...what does it matter to me? I only know that you are going to die."

Rong Huang looked at the head of the horse bandit lying in a pool of blood, and the soft smile at the corners of his mouth suddenly became a bit nasty.

"Do you know who I am? You hit me on the head?"

"You're just an actor, don't think it's great if you climb high branches!" The horse bandit's head was run over by the soles of Rong Huang's shoes, and he shouted in pain, "This Ancheng is still the biggest mansion, I'm not what you can do. People who can afford it!"

"Come, tell me who made you come today."

Rong Huang ignored the horse bandit's bluffing, squeezing the small axe in his hand, and the sharp axe blade pressed against the back of the horse bandit's neck, with a faint laziness between his eyebrows and eyes.

Seeing that Rong Huang was really moving, the horse bandit was a little flustered, swallowed, and his eyes rolled wildly, "I...I just made a temporary motive. No one wants me to come."

Rong Huang suppressed his smile, his expression suddenly became serious, "Do you know who I am?"

The head of the horse bandit was bewitched, "Who are you?"