Chapter 127 127 Aggrieved and colluded with Southern Xinjiang

Xiao Jiu'an was indeed not in the house at this time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoBaidu search (飨) $ (cun) $ ( ) $ ( ) $ ( ) ( ) .> In the evening, he received news that his people had discovered Ye Cangqiong's traces, but Ye Cangqiong was superb, and his people did not dare to act rashly, for fear that they would not catch anyone but startle the snake.

Xiao Jiu'an had fought with Ye Cangqiong, so he naturally knew his ability, so he decided to take action in person without thinking about it.

According to the report of his subordinates, Ye Cangqiong took a sick and weak teenager and hid in a mass grave outside the city.

If it weren't for Ye Cangqiong bringing a burden, his people might not be able to find Ye Cangqiong's traces, but it was precisely because of this burden that Xiao Jiuan easily took down Ye Cangqiong.

"Tell me, who is the person behind you?" Xiao Jiu'an's sword rested on the neck of the sick and weak young man, but his eyes looked at Ye Cangqiong.

"If you want to know, you can let him go first. Ye Cangqiong was dirty, with several wounds on her body, blood and dirt mixed together, and she looked extremely embarrassed.

"The king shall count three times, and if you do not answer, the king will have his arm broken. Xiao Jiu'an's wrist moved, and the blade of the sword rested against the young man's arm.

At this time, Ye Cangqiong was still bargaining with him, which was really stupid.

"Senior brother, leave me alone, you go quickly. The young man looked up, his five views were delicate and fair, like a jade doll, and like a jade doll, there was no trace of blood.

Ye Cangqiong glanced at him, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes, she sighed lightly, and said to Xiao Jiu'an: "I'm going to tell you, can you let him go?"

"Do you have the right to bargain?" Ye Cangqiong took himself too seriously, was he really still the owner of the Cangqiong Villa?

"Then why should I tell you?" Ye Cangqiong gritted her teeth and looked at Xiao Jiu'an, no longer seeing the arrogance and calmness she saw at the beginning.

During this time, he hid in Tibet and was tired of fleeing for his life, although he did not wear out his sharpness, but it wore away his nobility.

"Say, you have a chance, don't say, you two die together. "If Ye Cangqiong is a smart person, he will know what to do.

"Xiao Jiu'an, you are ruthless!" Ye Cangqiong clenched her hands into fists in order to suppress the urge to kill.

"It's not as good as the owner of the Ye Village. "In the Jingming Tea Garden that day, Ye Cangqiong was not much better than him.

Xiao Jiu'an was too lazy to say more to Ye Cangqiong, and with a movement of his wrist, the blade of the sword stuck into the arm of the sick and weak young man, and immediately saw blood, Ye Cangqiong's face changed greatly: "Xiao Jiu'an, stop, I said, I can't do it?"

"Say it. Xiao Jiu'an only stopped and didn't let go.

Ye Cangqiong hated and feared, gritted her teeth and said: "The one who is looking for me is a person from southern Xinjiang, they handed over the Shiqing County Lord to me, and asked me to use the Shiqing County Lord to lure you and Princess Yanbei out and kill them together." ”

"People from Southern Xinjiang, when did Master Ye Zhuang become a lackey of Southern Xinjiang?" Xiao Jiu'an showed that he didn't believe it, and said with more force, the young man was in pain and snorted.

Ye Cangqiong's face changed greatly, and she shouted: "Xiao Jiu'an, don't hurt him, I'll tell you anything you want to know." ”

"Tell me everything you know!" Xiao Jiu'an stopped again, but didn't ask anything, but asked Ye Cangqiong to say.

Ye Cangqiong's face was pale, but no one was strong in the situation, so he could only endure it.

"My junior brother Shu Ning was congenitally deficient, and the doctor said that he could only live to be eighteen years old, and only the Nine Turns of Tianyi Dan of the Heavenly Medicine Valley and the Soul Returning Grass in Southern Xinjiang could save him. The people in southern Xinjiang came to me and asked me to help them kill you, and when the matter was done, they gave me the Soul Returning Grass. ”

"I didn't agree at first, but the people of Southern Xinjiang told me that they have the Lord of Shiqing in their hands, and there are still people in the Yanbei Army to cooperate, and the most important thing is that you have been poisoned by Southern Xinjiang, and your strength has dropped greatly.

I needed to return to the soul grass to save Shu Ning, so I decided to take a risk, and you know the rest of the story. Speaking of this, Ye Cangqiong was aggrieved.

He thought that this thing was very easy to do, but how did he know that Xiao Jiu'an's life was so hard, not only did he not die in his hands, but also sealed his Cangqiong Villa, causing him to be like a lost dog and had to flee for his life in all directions.

"Do you know what the people of Southern Xinjiang look like?" Xiao Jiu'an didn't believe that the people of Southern Xinjiang could reach into his Yanbei army.

If it is really the people of southern Xinjiang who find Ye Cangqiong, there is only one possibility: Shiqing colluded with southern Xinjiang.

Shiqing, his good sister, is really unscrupulous to achieve her goals.

How many men in Yanbei have died at the hands of people in southern Xinjiang, and she can still cooperate with southern Xinjiang and put the reputation of Yanbei Palace?

"I'll show you his appearance, you let go of my junior brother, and I'll let you slaughter. Ye Cangqiong looked at the crumbling sick young man, her eyes were red.

The junior brother who was holding his palm, he would die of distress when he bumped it every now and then, Xiao Jiuan actually hurt him, he was damned!

"Let him go, will he survive?" This boy is as weak as a chicken, and he looks so good, if there is no one to protect him, I am afraid that he will not even live to be eighteen years old.

"It's none of your business. Naturally, he arranged to protect his junior brother, at least to protect his junior brother until he was eighteen years old.

Xiao Jiuan snorted coldly, and did not give Ye Cangqiong an answer, but said, "Give you half an hour to draw the person." ”

When the words fell, a secret guard brought a pen and paper and asked Ye Cangqiong to do it, Ye Cangqiong didn't want to draw, but when she saw the junior brother with no blood on her face, she had to accept her fate.

It didn't take half an hour for Ye Cangqiong to draw the portrait, and the secret guard held the portrait in front of Xiao Jiu'an, and at a glance Xiao Jiu'an knew that Ye Cangqiong was not lying, and Shiqing was indeed colluding with Southern Xinjiang.

The person on the painting is the third prince of Southern Xinjiang, he loves Shiqing, but he suffers from the relationship between Southern Xinjiang and Yanbei, and the two cannot be together.

Maybe he shouldn't say that Shiqing colluded with southern Xinjiang, and he should say that Shiqing used the three princes of southern Xinjiang. He will be poisoned in southern Xinjiang, and I am afraid that he will not be able to do anything with Shiqing.

is worthy of being the sister he taught single-handedly, and her actions are really vicious.

"Lock people up. Xiao Jiu'an put away his sword, turned around and walked out.

The rest will be handled by the Secret Guard.

At the same moment, in a tea garden in the capital, Xiao Shiqing, who was dressed in black, heard the report of his subordinates, and his whole body trembled with anger, and his voice became sharp: "Idiot, let you kill Ye Cangqiong, what did you do?"

"If your subordinates are derelict in their duties, please punish them. The black-clad dead man was also trembling, but he was frightened.

"Punishment, I punished you, can I change the fact that Ye Cangqiong fell into the hands of King Yanbei?" Xiao Shiqing clenched the armrests tightly with both hands, and his nails were clamped into the wood.

The black-clothed dead man didn't dare to say a word, and after Xiao Shiqing was angry, he said: "What about the three princes of Southern Xinjiang?

"Not yet, the third prince wants to see the Lord before leaving. The black-clothed dead man buried his head extremely low, and he didn't dare to look at Xiao Shiqing at all.

"See me, okay, I'll let him see!" his fingertips slid across the wooden armrest, making a sharp friction sound, leaving several blood stains, but Xiao Shiqing didn't care, his cold eyes were full of murderous intent.

Useless people, damn it......