In the evening, Zhao Chen took Cheng Julu and others straight to Zhenbei City.

The daytime execution platform was even more deserted under the bleak moonlight.

It's the busiest place during the day and the most deserted place at night.

A place where people die every day, think about it, big night, who will come here?

But at this moment, someone is coming, and there is more than one.

The person who came was the chief beheader of Yang Jimo during the day, and there was also a black-robed man, who was the master of the Temple of Death, and there was a carriage parked not far from the two.

The chief slasher looked at the god of death and said with some flattery: "Who is this lord ......?"

The Grim Reaper said lightly: "You just need to know that I am the prince's person, as for the rest, knowing too much will not be good for you." ”

The chief beheader immediately smiled and said: "My lord is right, I don't look at it, I don't know anything, after all, this imperial grandson is the heart of the emperor and the prince, how can he say that he will be beheaded!"

Death said in a deep voice: "Let your group of subordinates keep their mouths shut, if this matter leaks out, you won't be able to get out of it." ”

As soon as the Lord slashed the palace, he immediately patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, my lord, they are all my henchmen, and they will not reveal the slightest news." ”

The Grim Reaper walked to the north of the torture table and knocked lightly, and a small door opened under the torture table.

A daytime servant walked out with a prisoner in his arms.

The chief beheader smiled: "My lord, according to your orders, before the grandson approached, we exchanged a death row prisoner for the imperial grandson, and it was the death row prisoner who was beheaded, and the imperial grandson is fine." ”

The god of death looked down, it was Yang Jimo, the mastermind of the beheading during the day, but his face was pale at this time, and it seemed that he was frightened before.

"Who are you, and why did you save me?"

Yang Jimo's voice was still a little trembling, obviously the rest of his life after this catastrophe was not a good experience. But with an afternoon of buffering, I won't even be able to speak clearly.

The Grim Reaper glanced at the chief beheader, and the chief beheader immediately took the official and left, and the rest was not something he could mix.

The Grim Reaper smiled slightly, "I am General Zhao's person, and it was General Zhao who asked me to save you." ”

"General Zhao?

"Generalissimo Vahan, Zhao Chen!"

Yang Jimo sighed, and said with some doubts: "Didn't Zhao Chen want to kill me, why did he save me?"

Seeing that there was no one around, the Grim Reaper lowered his voice and said: "How dare Lord Zhao kill you, you are the future prince, he is just doing this to hide people's eyes and ears and stabilize the morale of the army! ”

"One step closer?"

Yang Jimo's eyes lit up, and Taisun went further, what is that?

Prince!

Yang Jimo's body leaned forward unconsciously.

The Grim Reaper stretched out his hand and pointed to the carriage and said with a smile: "Taisun is talking there?"

"No, no, I'm still too grandson! It's too early to say this. ”

Yang Jimo hurriedly waved his hand, but his body was still very honest and walked to the carriage.

...

...

A carriage sped out of Daye City.

On the carriage, Yang Jimo, who was frightened, leaned on the window of the carriage, feeling the bumps of the carriage, and recalled the conversation of the strange man before him.

"That's not right! Even if my father really wants to usurp the throne, it doesn't have much to do with this Zhao Chen! This Zhao Chen was going to kill himself, but how did he save himself again! Could there be a conspiracy in this? And is that person really Zhao Chen's person?"

Yang Jimo turned his head to look at the strange man on the other side of the carriage, and the doubt in his eyes was even worse?

The Grim Reaper smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "It seems that Taisun still doesn't understand the current situation!"

"What situation?"

"The battle between Yang and Han, familiar victory and mature defeat?"

Yang Jimo thought about it, does it still need to be said that familiarity is better than proficiency?

Yang has a million-strong army, even if there was some turmoil before, but after his "fake death", the morale of the million-strong army must be high.

As for the Han Kingdom, it is only more than 200,000 when it is fully counted.

Let's talk about the leader of the army, Yang Guo is the world's famous general Zhao Chen, and Han Guo is a little-known little person, a hairy boy, why did Han Guo win?

In addition, this time it was not only the Yang State that used force against the Han State, but also the Jiang Yue two countries that were not weaker than the Yang State, and the Lingyunzong and Wu families who were stronger than the Yang State, what did the Han State win?

Yang Jimo said confidently: "The victory or defeat of the battle between Yang and Han, does this need to be said? ”

The god of death said lightly: "Then Taisun, you said that there is a war that must be won, why did the prince go to the front line? Supervise the army? Fun? Or what? Also, Taisun, think about it again, who is Zhao Chen? When did I defeat the military god of Yang Kingdom? Do you think that a hairy boy can stop Zhao Junshen with 200,000 horses and an old city in his hands? What can he do to stop Zhao Junshen?"

The Grim Reaper looked at Yang Jimo and smiled slightly.

Yang Jimo's expression moved slightly, "You mean, my father has other plans to go to the front line, and Zhao Chen's refusal to attack Zhenbei City is also another intention?"

Death smiled slightly, but did not explain.

"What's going on, what's going on? You tell me?" Yang Jimo still couldn't figure it out.

The Grim Reaper didn't answer, just looked at Fang Qian in Daye City, and sighed slightly, "The emperor has been sitting in that position for too long, too long." ”

Yang Jimo seemed to have a thunderbolt in his mind, it was true, it was true.

Father really wants to ......

Yang Jimo was full of excitement and blurted out, "You mean, my father really wants to usurp the throne?"

The Grim Reaper smiled, "I didn't say anything. ”

Yang Jimo's eyes lit up and slapped his thigh, "I understand, my father came to this million-strong army to control the million-strong army." Collecting the Han Kingdom is just a convenient thing for Zhao Chen, but he hasn't done it for a long time, just to buy time, is his father going to make any big moves recently?"

The Grim Reaper looked at Yang Jimo, and felt funny in his heart, he just made a start, and he could make up for it, and sure enough, this person with a dark heart was quite ...... Many.

The Grim Reaper thought about this way to the north of the town

The city is stumbling and boring anyway, so it's better to talk to these two fools.

The Grim Reaper smiled: "The one who knows the affairs is a handsome, Zhao Shuai is a handsome, of course, I am too." I am Zhao Shuai's people, but in the final analysis, we are all princes' people. ”

Yang Jimo frowned, "Since that's the case, then why did Zhao Chen come back today to force me to kill!"

The Grim Reaper leaned against the car window and stretched, "Taisun, do you think Zhao Shuai wants to kill you, are you still alive now?"

Yang Jimo roared in his mind, yes! Zhao Chen wants to kill himself, can he still live now? What's more, isn't he alive and well now? Not dead yet!

As long as I am not in Daye City, when my father and Zhao Chen triumph, I can treat Daye City as Zhenbei City or Chang'an City without any scruples?"

The Grim Reaper looked at Yang Jimo and didn't speak, this person with a dark heart!

Yang Jimo asked again: "Uh! This lord, I want you, Cheng Julu and the others!"

Death sneered and said, "Do you think that the crown prince and Zhao Shuai will let them come back alive?"

Yang Jimo said excitedly: "Zhao Shuai is very capable. ”

"Imperial grandson, you are 'dead' now, and you will definitely not be able to go back to Daye City. Even the news that you are alive cannot be revealed. ”

"I know that, but where can I go now!"

"The most dangerous place is the safest place, now I will send you to Zhao Shuai's camp, by the prince's side, with the protection of the prince, your safety will definitely not be a problem, but I don't know if you want to be grandson?"

Yang Jimo said excitedly: "I listen to you." ”

The god of death smiled, "Taisun, you said that in the future, this great Yang and Han countries will be handed over to you, what a magnificent and grand scene it should be!"

Yang Jimo rubbed his hands, thinking beautifully, he was wearing a flat sky crown, wearing a rolling dragon robe, sitting on the dragon chair, Yang Guoshan went up and down the mountain, he waved his hand, and he could make a decision.

Death smiled, closed his eyes, and didn't disturb anyone else's dreams.

Ever since he embarked on the path of spiritual practice, he has had fewer dreams and even fewer sweet dreams.

Wouldn't it be too cruel if you didn't even let people have dreams?

......

......

On the outskirts of Daye City, in the manor where Winter Fall is located.

Most of the people of the Temple of Death have already been evacuated.

Dongluo and Wang Xifeng each lay on a recliner, looking at the moon in a foreign land, each thinking about their own thoughts.

Wang Xifeng said: "Yang Jimo, the last straw, will also let you send it to Zhenbei City, and there will be a good show in Zhenbei City soon." It's just that I don't know, your childhood sweetheart, phew, small hair, can block Zhao Chen's blow and set up this stage. ”

Dongluo smiled, "I can beat you to doubt your life, and he can beat you to doubt that you are still not alone, do you say that he can block Zhao Chen's blow?"

Dongluo's reality to Jang Baekyu

Force, that is deeply understood, both of them are martial artists, and only the two of them can fight together, whether it is the sense of battle, or the martial arts, they are all beaten out by Zhang Tuling and Dugu Yunyu with one punch, one sword and one sword, if he can't even deal with one Zhao Chen, then I'm sorry for the beatings he suffered.

Wang Xifeng's eyes widened, looking at Dongluo, obviously not believing that the little black face who had no shape all day long and shouted every day to be a gentleman could have so much experience.

Dongluo is an alternative, and the one named Xiaohan is an alternative among others.

Could it be that this Zhang Bai Gui is also an alternative.

It seems that I will have to pay attention to this person in the future.

Wang Xifeng didn't know what to think, and suddenly said: "Wen Youxue Nianci, Wu Youzhang Baigui, the starting point of your Han Kingdom is a bit high! Maybe staying in your Great Han Kingdom will give me a big surprise. ”

Dongluo smiled, and he didn't promise anything about whether Wang Xifeng would return to the field.

If Wang Xifeng stayed, he couldn't ask for it.

If Wang Xifeng wants to leave, he has nothing to do.

Anyway, he kept Wang Xifeng by his side, the purpose was to contain the four major families of Jinling County, and now the four major families of Jinling County have to come forward to discuss business with him, whether Wang Xifeng stays or not, now it is no longer meaningful.

Dongluo, who was thinking about things, suddenly stood up, stared at somewhere in the manor, and grinned.

Wang Xifeng asked, "What's wrong?"

Dongluo said quietly: "Someone is coming." ”

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Extinction" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~