Chapter 149 The Most Frustrated Traveler

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Fan Xian, who was originally eating roast chicken, was suddenly stunned.

The Last Supper?

What do you mean?
Is this the last meal for execution?

Fan Xian immediately asked: "Hey, what did you just say?"

"What is the Last Supper?"

However, the guard did not answer Fan Xian, but turned and left.

"Hey, hey, hey, please make your words clear."

"Don't go, I'm talking to you!"

Fan Xian shouted several times, but the guard still ignored him, which made him feel a little panicked.

Aren’t you going out soon?

Why does he have to be executed?

The other party just said that this is the last supper, and the meaning is self-evident, he will die tomorrow.

Could it be that his cheap father, after returning, did not find any evidence to clear him of suspicion?

If that's the case, then we're doomed.

Thinking of this, Fan Xian no longer had the heart to continue eating. He sat on the bed and began to think with his head down.

After a while.

Fan Xian gritted his teeth and growled.

Grass!

He is a time traveler. Logically speaking, he should have the aura of a protagonist, and everything should go smoothly no matter what he does.

Why was he inexplicably hunted down by others from the very beginning? After he finally became an adult, he was falsely accused of murdering the prince.

It had been more than ten years since he came into this world, but it was still unclear who wanted to kill him.

Wrong!

It’s so frustrating!

Maybe, he would be the worst and most aggrieved among all the time travelers!

Now that no one else can be relied upon, he can only rely on himself if he wants to survive.

But now he is locked up in death row and can’t get out.

"Someone come and save me!"

"I don't want to die yet!"

Fan Xian scratched his hair, then sat on the bed and started yelling.

At the same time, in a room at the entrance of the death row, Emperor Qing was wearing black clothes and a cloak, standing with his hands behind his back.

Soon, the guard who had just helped Fan Xian deliver the meal walked into the room.

"His Majesty."

Emperor Qing turned his back to the visitor and asked coldly, "Did you deliver the message?"

The guard nodded immediately and said, "Your Majesty, I have already told that kid that he was eating the meal before execution."

Emperor Qing asked: "Then how does he behave?"

The guard said, "When the boy heard this, he immediately became anxious and wanted to ask me questions, but I did not answer."

"He's in the room right now, yelling and screaming."

Emperor Qing nodded and said, "Very good, you did a very good job."

The guard was delighted and nodded quickly, saying, "Thank you for your praise, Your Majesty. I am willing to go through fire and water, and will do whatever it takes..."

Before the guard could finish his words, he felt a big hand grabbing his throat tightly.

When he looked up, he found that the person who had made the move was actually His Majesty.

“Your Majesty, you…”

Emperor Qing stretched out his hand and grabbed the guard by the neck, easily lifting him up into the air, sneering:

"Didn't you just say that you were willing to go through fire and water for me?"

"Then I will satisfy you!"

"I...I..." The guard's face flushed and he wanted to say something but couldn't open his mouth.

Soon, his red face gradually turned purple, and even his eyes began to roll back.

With a "crack", the guard's neck was broken and he stopped breathing.

The guard never thought until his death why His Majesty would kill him.

Emperor Qing snorted coldly and threw the guard's body to the ground.

He now had no other choice but to force Fan Xian to tell him the whereabouts of the weapon.

Originally, Emperor Qing was thinking of waiting for Fan Jian and Chen Pingping to find evidence to clear Fan Xian's name, and then find an opportunity to get the whereabouts of the weapons from him.

However, there is no time to wait now, so we can only move our plans forward.

Not only that, he will have to re-plan the plans he made before.

Tomorrow, whether Fan Xian is dead or alive, it will be useless to him.

It is normal for a useless chess piece to be discarded.

Moreover, Emperor Qing got so angry that his stomach ached whenever he thought about this matter.

He really couldn't understand why things turned out like this!

The plan that I had painstakingly planned for many years was abruptly interrupted, and I had to start all over again.

After this matter is over, he will definitely send people to investigate thoroughly and will not let anyone off easily.

Immediately afterwards, Emperor Qing clapped his hands.

Outside the room, a middle-aged guard immediately walked over.

"His Majesty."

Emperor Qing said: "Go, and do as I say."

"Yes." The middle-aged guard nodded in agreement, and immediately waved his hand behind him, saying, "Come here, carry the body in."

"Everyone else, go in and guard immediately."

As soon as the middle-aged guard finished speaking, several guards in armor, with long swords on their waists, walked in with great momentum.

After a while.

Originally, Fan Xian was sitting on the bed in deep thought when he saw several guards in armor walking quickly in the aisle next to him.

They walked to the door of Fan Xian's room and lined up on both sides, even drawing the swords from their waists.

Judging from the situation, it seems like they are facing some enemy.

After seeing the scene before him, Fan Xian felt even more incredible.

What's the situation?
At the same time, two guards threw a corpse directly in front of the door of Fan Xian's room.

"His Majesty has said that from now on, no one is allowed to speak a word to the criminal."

"Otherwise, this is what will happen!"

"Before noon tomorrow, anyone who dares to approach the room will be killed without mercy!"

"Understood!" The guards lined up on both sides shouted in unison.

It was not until now that Fan Xian realized what had happened.

He had just recognized who the body on the ground belonged to.

Isn’t that the guard who brought him food just now?

Just because he said one more thing, that it was the last supper, he was killed?
This shows how dangerous his current situation is.

I guess these guards outside the door are not only there to protect him, but also to prevent others from breaking into the prison.

Fan Xian thought of this and immediately opened his eyes wide.

Could it be that he is now completely hopeless, and if he wants to get out of here, he can only break out of prison?

What a joke!
Wouldn't that mean you die faster?

No, he absolutely cannot just sit there and wait for death, there must be a way to solve it.

Where are Uncle Wu Zhu, that cheap old man, and Master Fei Jie?

What are they doing? Why don’t they come to rescue us?

If I had come a little later.

I can't even see you for the last time.

……

At the same time, in the main hall of the East Palace.

Li Chengze and his two brothers had just finished dinner and then knelt in front of the coffin to keep vigil.

With gusts of breeze blowing.

The white Ling and white lanterns in the entire hall began to dance gracefully, looking particularly strange.

(End of this chapter)