Crossing the Passenger Sacrifice

Chapter 545

Things started to go wrong.

Coach Zuo drank tea and felt the breeze in the air.

According to the previous few times, on the fourth night of the New Year, Li Huoyue should have appeared outside the Prince of Liang's Mansion and snatched Xue Rourou away from the emperor.

But no.

Li Huoyue didn't know what was wrong with her all of a sudden. She asked Li Youyou, who talked as much as five hundred ducks, to come over, but she herself ran to Madam Jin's house.

The next day, as if it had a rabies attack and was deliberately trying to kill all the time travelers, it directly posted the gun map on the most prosperous Shengyu Street in Kyoto.

The team members didn't know what was going on and were all confused. They didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

At that time, someone came to ask him what Li Huoyue meant.

He shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

never seen it.

He found it unbelievable that he had broken into the Liangwang Bathhouse with the prop card on the third night of the Lunar New Year, not to mention the series of actions on the fourth and fifth days.

Maybe this time it really is different?

He felt a little relieved at the time, but after experiencing so many disappointments, he had become numb to change.

The result is the same anyway.

But he couldn't say anything, so he could only shake his head and remain silent, looking like a classic helpless loser.

He didn't give a plan, so the renovation team sent people to inquire. Not only the team, but it was said that the alliance was also confused. They were all bewildered and a little uneasy.

I thought about asking, but Li Huoyue didn't see anyone. I don't know what he was doing in his yard. It was really confusing.

Amidst the panic and anxiety, a psychopath took advantage of the chaos to send out the booklet "Time Traveler's Guide".

OK OK.

It’s better to be chaotic.

At worst, we can die together and start over again.

Coach Zuo has always adhered to his own beliefs - live casually and then watch everyone go to their deaths.

He didn't have the idea of requiring either side to win. Whether it was between the renovation team and the recovery alliance, or between the time travelers and the local residents, in his eyes, there was not much difference. It didn't matter who won, and he would help anyone.

You have to die in the end anyway.

"What then?" asked the King of Liang.

Coach Zuo calmly looked at the open space below. The person hanging there was used to being manipulated and did not say a word even when he was dragged into the air.

"Beat him and send him back to Li Mansion." Coach Zuo replied to King Liang.

"What the hell?!" King Liang was incredulous. Did he hear it right?

King Liang almost laughed at this order.

"No, you're neither stupid nor crazy today, are you?" Prince Liang frowned and laughed out loud, "Ha, you went through so much trouble to capture him from the Li Mansion, just to let him go back to the Li Mansion?"

Coach Zuo couldn't make sense with King Liang, and he didn't bother explaining it to him, so he just said, "It's a mission."

"A mission? That's not the mission I received." Prince Liang tutted. He didn't like Coach Zuo's behavior. They were the same age, but he was pretending to be so serious. "If there really was such a mission, he could just say he wanted to beat him up. Why did he have to bring him to Prince Liang's palace to fight?"

Prince Liang was very upset about bringing people to his palace.

After saying this, King Liang sat down to rest again, with no intention of taking over.

Coach Zuo knew that King Liang was angry, so he waved his hand and a masked man appeared below, swinging a whip hard.

The hanging person immediately cried out in pain.

"Go back to the Li Mansion, you are Li Mengjin." Coach Zuo said without any emotion, as mechanically as if hypnosis.

The man who was beaten took a while to recover and said, "Oh, why don't you go? I'm not Li Mengjin."

King Liang stood up suddenly, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

"This, this, this..." King Liang was so surprised that he couldn't express his words completely.

Coach Zuo nodded, he knew what King Liang was thinking.

"Yes, twins."

When King Liang got a positive answer, he was even more shocked. He paced back and forth in panic again, but this time he was more panicked, making him so anxious that he refused to sit down.

"This, this... Li Mengjin is a twin, so are Li Youyou and Li Qingshuang..."

Prince Liang kept repeating the same thing over and over again. Finally, he couldn't help himself and asked cautiously, "...all of them?"

Things started to go wrong.

Coach Zuo drank tea and felt the breeze in the air.

According to the previous few times, on the fourth night of the New Year, Li Huoyue should have appeared outside the Prince of Liang's Mansion and snatched Xue Rourou away from the emperor.

But no.

Li Huoyue didn't know what was wrong with her all of a sudden. She asked Li Youyou, who talked as much as five hundred ducks, to come over, but she herself ran to Madam Jin's house.

The next day, as if it had a rabies attack and was deliberately trying to kill all the time travelers, it directly posted the gun map on the most prosperous Shengyu Street in Kyoto.

The team members didn't know what was going on and were all confused. They didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

At that time, someone came to ask him what Li Huoyue meant.

He shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

never seen it.

He found it unbelievable that he had broken into the Liangwang Bathhouse with the prop card on the third night of the Lunar New Year, not to mention the series of actions on the fourth and fifth days.

Maybe this time it really is different?

He felt a little relieved at the time, but after experiencing so many disappointments, he had become numb to change.

The result is the same anyway.

But he couldn't say anything, so he could only shake his head and remain silent, looking like a classic helpless loser.

He didn't give a plan, so the renovation team sent people to inquire. Not only the team, but it was said that the alliance was also confused. They were all bewildered and a little uneasy.

I thought about asking, but Li Huoyue didn't see anyone. I don't know what he was doing in his yard. It was really confusing.

Amidst the panic and anxiety, a psychopath took advantage of the chaos to send out the booklet "Time Traveler's Guide".

OK OK.

It’s better to be chaotic.

At worst, we can die together and start over again.

Coach Zuo has always adhered to his own beliefs - live casually and then watch everyone go to their deaths.

He didn't have the idea of requiring either side to win. Whether it was between the renovation team and the recovery alliance, or between the time travelers and the local residents, in his eyes, there was not much difference. It didn't matter who won, and he would help anyone.

You have to die in the end anyway.

"What then?" asked the King of Liang.

Coach Zuo calmly looked at the open space below. The person hanging there was used to being manipulated and did not say a word even when he was dragged into the air.

"Beat him and send him back to Li Mansion." Coach Zuo replied to King Liang.

"What the hell?!" King Liang was incredulous. Did he hear it right?

King Liang almost laughed at this order.

"No, you're neither stupid nor crazy today, are you?" Prince Liang frowned and laughed out loud, "Ha, you went through so much trouble to capture him from the Li Mansion, just to let him go back to the Li Mansion?"

Coach Zuo couldn't make sense with King Liang, and he didn't bother explaining it to him, so he just said, "It's a mission."

"A mission? That's not the mission I received." Prince Liang tutted. He didn't like Coach Zuo's behavior. They were the same age, but he was pretending to be so serious. "If there really was such a mission, he could just say he wanted to beat him up. Why did he have to bring him to Prince Liang's palace to fight?"

Prince Liang was very upset about bringing people to his palace.

After saying this, King Liang sat down to rest again, with no intention of taking over.