Chapter 489: Killing one to warn the rest, the controlled people

"If you know what's good for you, please release our Lord Song immediately, or don't blame us for not leaving you with a complete body."

The people outside the mansion shouted at Shen Zhao.

Shen Zhao curled his lips into a smile.

With a flip of his wrist, he slashed Song Zhou's fat face directly.

All that could be heard from Song Zhou was a pig-slaughtering scream.

"My face... my face..."

A wound that went through his cheek was bleeding profusely.

The faces of the people outside the palace suddenly changed, and they said angrily:

"Let our master go quickly. If you dare to hurt our master again, don't blame me..."

But before he could finish his harsh words, Shen Zhao swiftly stabbed Song Zhou's little finger with a sword.

"Ah... my hand... madman... madman..."

Song Zhou's little finger was cut off at the base, and the white and plump little finger was stained with bright red blood and fell to the ground.

Everyone looked at Shen Zhao dumbfounded.

Shen Zhao looked normal, and his tone showed no emotion.

"I have injured one of your masters' fingers. How will you deal with me?"

"Huh? Why are you silent?"

"I will give you this little finger of yours as a gift."

As he spoke, Shen Zhao kicked with his toes, kicking the bloody little finger into the crowd.

The crowd immediately dispersed, but gathered again after a moment, still blocking the entrance to the Song Mansion.

Shen Zhao frowned and said coldly:

"Get out of the way now! If you dare to stop me again, I won't be chopping off your Lord Song's fingers, but his head."

The reason why Shen Zhao dared to threaten these people outside the mansion with Song Zhou's life was because the moment she arrived at the mansion gate, she heard Song Zhou's triumphant voice.

[Does Prince Zhong really think they can leave the Song Mansion?]

[The people of Yangcheng are no ordinary people. They have all been poisoned by my Xuanyuan clan. Only by coming to my mansion on the first day of every month to receive the antidote can they survive.]

[If one does not eat for a month, his intestines will rupture and he will die in agony.]

These people are not only fighting for their own lives, but also for the lives of their wives and children at home. The poison controls their lives, and their wives and children control everything they have, forcing them to unconditionally obey us, the Xuanyuan clan.

[Even if they want to die, they should think about the torture their wives and children will suffer after they die.]

She finally understood why the people of Yangcheng were so protective of Song Zhou, the fake prefect.

What they are protecting is not only Song Zhou's life, but also their own lives.

No wonder they hardly saw any young women and children since they entered the city. It turned out that they were all controlled by the beasts of the Xuanyuan family.

These people are truly beasts, using women and children as weapons!

Thinking of the real Yangcheng prefect, Shen Zhao understood why he went to Kyoto to pay homage every year but never asked the emperor for help.

The skinny old man was probably poisoned by these beasts, and his wife and children at home were probably controlled by Xuanyuan's people just like these common people.

Shen Zhao glanced at the faces of the people present one by one. They were all anxious.

Chen Zhao knew clearly that as long as Song Zhou didn't ask them to leave, these people would never give in even a little bit.

Shen Zhao didn't want to hurt them.

The only way to start is with Song Zhou.

"Very good, you guys really want Song Zhou's head, I will grant your wish and cut off Mr. Song's head and use it as a kickball for your entertainment."

As he spoke, the sword in Shen Zhao's hand slashed straight towards Song Zhou's head.

Song Zhou's pupils suddenly constricted.

He never imagined that Prince Zhong would actually kill him.

In the blink of an eye, Song Zhou looked at the sword that was getting closer and closer and shouted anxiously:

"Back off, everyone back off!"

"ah……"

As Song Zhou shouted, Shen Zhao did not stop what he was doing.

If we want to teach Song Zhou a lesson, we must give him a profound lesson to prevent him from causing any more trouble.

Shen Zhao's sword slashed past Song Zhou's scalp, cutting off the bun that Song Zhou had tied with a white jade crown.

Song Zhou screamed in pain.

His whole body went limp and he almost fell to the ground.

Shen Zhao looked coldly at Song Zhou who was limp on the ground.

No one is not afraid of death. Even if someone has taken someone else's life with a smile, he will still show a timid and cowardly side when faced with the threat of death.

Shen Zhao lifted Song Zhou's chin high with his sword, forcing him to look into his eyes.

"Master Song, have you learned your lesson now? Are you willing to lead the way up the mountain?"

Everyone was obviously terrified when they heard Shen Zhao talk about going up the mountain.

Shen Zhao did not miss this subtle movement.

These people are afraid of Xuanyuan from the bottom of their hearts.

"Yes... I am willing to lead the way for the prince."

After physical torture and mental devastation, Song Zhou now faces Shen Zhao with only hatred and cowardice in his heart.

"Since you are willing, why don't you get up and lead the way?"

Shen Zhao wiped the blood off the soft sword and threw the blood-stained handkerchief directly on Song Zhou's face.

Song Zhou suddenly shuddered and immediately struggled to get up from the ground, rolling and crawling.

At this time, an old man dressed in coarse cloth, with a thin and dark figure, walked out of the crowd.

Xie Yuheng exclaimed:

"The real prefect of Yangcheng, Brother Chu, is Prefect Song of Yangcheng."

The old man stepped forward respectfully, saluted Shen Zhao and said:

"Your humble servant Song Zhou pays his respects to His Majesty."

"Your Highness, listen to my humble advice and leave this troubled place immediately. Don't get too deeply involved. Yunlong Villa is not a place for you and General Xie."

"Even if this shameless man superficially agrees to lead the way for Your Highness and General Xie, Your Highness must not trust him."

"The journey to Yunlong Villa is extremely dangerous. This fellow is well aware of the schemes within. I'm afraid he'll take advantage of this opportunity to plot against the prince and General Xie."

Shen Zhao took a deep look at the real Yangcheng prefect Song Zhou.

He was able to stand up and say such words with the determination to die.

It was not difficult to hear from his words that he did not think they could reach Yunlong Villa alive, but even so, this old man would stand up to stop them.

If all of them died in Yunlong Villa, the old man would surely suffer a terrible end.

Looking at the skinny old man, Shen Zhao said with a firm look in his eyes:

"Don't worry, old man. When we return victorious, Yang City will be at peace."

She must go to Yunlong Villa.

Lord Song said nothing more, but looked at the direction where Shen Zhao and others left with compassion.

He turned around and walked into the crowd, disappearing in the sea of ​​people.

He wanted to go home and explain to his wife that he had gotten into trouble today, and the couple might have to go reunite with their children early.

Arriving at the foot of the mountain, Shen Zhao finally saw the legendary Yunshan Mountain, which was full of dangers.

Before entering the forest, you can see the hazy fog in the distance. The fact that it is already late at night makes people feel as if they are in a spooky fog.

At this time, the leader of the men in black walked towards Shen Zhao, spread out his hands and said expressionlessly:

"There's a lot of miasma in the forest. This miasma isn't just any ordinary miasma; it's a product created by the Xuanyuan clan. Once poisoned, you'll lose your mind and become incredibly itchy, wanting to scratch until your skin ulcers. I have the antidote in my hand. Take one first to avoid inhaling the poison."

Shen Zhao looked at the pill in the black-clothed man's hand thoughtfully, then turned and walked towards Song Zhou and the Song mother and daughter.