Song State Barracks.

Yun Ting was dressed in a white robe, standing on a high platform, facing the various sacrifices in front of him, and the smoke rising from the clouds made the night a little blurry and hazy.

Song Yuan was wearing black armor, holding the hilt of his sword, and walked to Yun Ting's side: "Mage, has the time come?"

Yun Ting rolled his cold eyes, stretched out his hand and pointed to the basin of clear water in front of him and said, "Please leave a drop of blood in this water." ”

Song Yuan did not question it, waved his sword, clenched his palm, and with a stroke, a touch of red flowed from his palm, dripping into the clear water, and it spread.

Yun Ting's eyes saw this clear bloodshot, and suddenly appeared in his mind, that year, his father was hit by an arrow, and the blood flowed out uncontrollably, and he couldn't stop it, and finally, his father's open eyes revealed the determination and unwillingness, so that Yun Ting could not forget it in his life.

"Mage, what else do you need?"

Song Yuan's words pulled Yun Ting back from his thoughts, he turned to look at Song Yuan and said coldly: "I don't know the general, but do you remember Yun Zhi, the general of Pyongyang in the south?"

Song Yuan's eyes dimmed, revealing doubts: "What, this festival is still related to Yun Zhi? Unfortunately, he is already dead." ”

"How did he die?" asked Yun Ting in an unhurried tone.

Song Yuan was a little impatient, looked up and down at the cloud like a piece of ice, and said, "Master, how did this Yun Zhi die, it has nothing to do with the execution of the festival, right?"

The corners of Yun Ting's mouth showed a wry smile: "Really?"

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound between the heavens and the earth, and the earth shook, and the fire rose from the southeast corner of the barracks, and instantly dyed half of the night sky red.

In that direction, it is the place where military rations are stored.

The soldiers were in a commotion, and the barracks were in chaos all of a sudden, Song Yuan stood on the high platform, his mouth was half open, he turned his eyes to look at the cold clouds, and pointed: "Who are you? Who are you?"

Yun Ting pulled out the soft sword at his waist, and two cold rays shot out of his eyes at this moment: "I am Yun Zhi's son, Yun Ting." ”

Song Yuan took two steps back in a row, his face was full of astonishment, he didn't have time to react to all this, and then, a soldier came to report that the gate of the royal capital had been opened by the army of the southern country!

After Song Yuan heard this, he only felt that his vision was blurred for a while, he stretched out his hand to support his head, he was angry, his throat was warm, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

He half-knelt on the ground, looked at the soldiers fleeing from the stage, and the discarded armor and weapons all over the ground, shook his head and sighed, "It's over, it's all over." ”

Yun Ting stood in place, staring at the lament of an old general in his twilight, but he had no pity at all, he clenched the sword in his hand, approached Song Yuan step by step, and put the blade on Song Yuan's neck effortlessly.

Now, Song Yuan sneered a few times, raised his eyes and looked at Yun Ting and said: "Since ancient times, the king has been defeated, it was your father who lost back then, he deserved to die, and now I am losing, you can kill me." ”

With that, Song Yuan closed his eyes and waited for a sword to seal his throat.

But Yun Ting didn't make a move, at this time, the army of the southern country had already attacked the barracks, and the black eagle knelt in front of Yun Ting: "Son, the palace of the royal capital has fallen, the emperor of the Song Kingdom committed suicide on the dragon chair, and all the princes and nobles in the royal capital have been caught, but it is just ......"

"Just what?"

"It's just that in Song Yuan's general's mansion, I didn't find Song Song or ......" Black Eagle raised his eyes slightly, and then replied: "There is also Miss Ai Zi, and I haven't found it either." ”

Yun Ting's eyebrows loosened, the blade in his hand slipped down, and he turned around and said in disbelief: "Ai Zi didn't find it?"

"Yes, my subordinates have already sent more people, and I think they will be found as soon as possible. ”

Song Yuan, who was half-kneeling on the ground, suddenly laughed, reached out to wipe the blood stains hanging from the corners of his mouth, and said sharply: "Yunting, you can't find my son and that girl." ”

Yun Ting grabbed Song Yuan's collar violently, his eyes seemed to be spewing fire, and asked, "Song Yuan, I only gave you three chances, do you want to say it?"

Song Yuan looked like he was at home, Yun Ting's eyes dimmed, and as soon as the sword shadow fell, his bloody arm rolled to the ground.

"You've wasted a chance, and next time it's not just a broken arm. ”

Song Yuan gritted his teeth, but he didn't speak.

Yun Ting raised his sword and fell, Song Yuan's left ear was cut off in an instant, Song Yuan finally didn't hold back, and screamed loudly.

"Good, at least now you've finally spoken, one last chance. ”

Song Yuan's wrinkled old face was already covered with fishy blood, and his gaze became a little dull: "Kill me, kill me quickly!"

Yun Ting suddenly sneered: "I'm sorry, you've wasted the last chance." ”

With that, Yun Ting threw Song Yuan to the black eagle on the side, got up and ordered: "From now on, every moment that passes, cut off a piece of meat from his leg until all his legs are cut off." ”

Black Hawk lowered his eyes and said, "Yes." ”

Yun Ting pointed to the ground on his toes, and flew towards the general's mansion of Song and Yuan, the night was thick, the king was in a mess everywhere, the fire was soaring, Yun Ting's eyes became heavier, and countless pictures of Ai Zi flew in his mind, frowning between his eyebrows, and speeding up.

Ai Zi, wait for me, don't be fine.

Song Song was originally ready to have fun with Ai Zi in the room, but the soldiers of the southern country suddenly attacked the general's mansion, and Song Song asked his minions to stun Ai Zi and took them to the underground secret room.

Ai Zi half leaned on the stone wall, and after a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, only to feel a throbbing pain in the back of his head, and his vision gradually changed from blurry to clear, and it was Song Song who was sitting on the opposite chair with obesity.

Ai Zi's hands and feet were tied with ropes, and he couldn't move at all, let alone run away, and besides, what kind of place was this, how was it dark, before he fell unconscious, he could only hear someone shouting that the army of the southern country had come in, was the plan successful?

"Little girl, you're finally awake. Song Song glared at Ai Zi and said viciously.

Ai Zi moved back, leaned against the stone wall, and shouted: "Song Song, your Song Kingdom is over, if you don't let me go quickly, maybe I can save your life!"

When Song Song heard this, he suddenly stood up from his chair, glared at him and said sharply: "It turns out that it's really you! It seems that I really underestimate you, you are not only a snitch but also a fine work of the southern country!"

Ai Zi was so frightened by Song Song's roar that he subconsciously wanted to touch the short knife on his waist, but his wrist was tightly tied and he couldn't hold it at all.

Song Song stepped forward, grabbed Ai Zi's neck, lifted her up from the ground, and approached Ai Zi viciously: "Now that the family you have harmed is ruined, I also have to let you taste the taste of not being able to live and die!"

Ai Zi twisted his body and suddenly opened his eyes wide: "What are you going to do?" Let me tell you, if you dare to touch one of my fingers, Brother Yunting will definitely kill you!"