Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Damned Man

Chen Ziyuan finally waited for the person he wanted to wait for, and at this time, the snow had become a little heavier, and the wind had begun to be rough. The street www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion is not as lively as just now, if it weren't for Chen Ziyuan's sufficient foundation, I'm afraid it would be difficult to stand in this cold wind for a long time.

The young man who sold paintings was taken away under Chen Ziyuan's explanation and request, and he became Chen Ziyuan's doorman, a doorman who could not escape from Chen Ziyuan's hands in his life.

He knew about Chen Ziyuan.

After the cold wind and snow blew for a while, the man came, and Chen Ziyuan followed the man to a carriage. The horse was visibly a little uncomfortable with the sudden addition of another person, and let out a low howl of anger.

The groom drove the horse, and Chen Ziyuan and the man in the carriage were silent. The man's face was covered with a black cloth, and Chen Ziyuan couldn't see his face clearly.

The carriage drove for a while, and through the car, Chen Ziyuan only felt that the wind outside was getting stronger and stronger. This winter will not be too easy, it has just arrived so ferocious.

After a long time, the car finally stopped in a small mountain village. Chen Ziyuan got out of the car, and the people in the car saluted Chen Ziyuan, and then rushed back with the groom.

Chen Ziyuan walked a few steps inside, this mountain village was extremely secluded, and when Chen Ziyuan found it, there were only a dozen households. After being invited away by Chen Ziyuan, there was only one house left here, and there was a person living in it.

Pushing the door in, Chen Ziyuan saw the person lying on the bed.

That person has a height about the same height as Duan He, and even the difference between his appearance and Duan He is not big. If Duan He was here, he would definitely be able to see at a glance that this was the person who had always wanted to protect Duan He.

"Lord Wang."

That person didn't even open his eyes to know who was coming, and there were only a few people who could enter his house without knocking, and there were only a few people who could come to him, and only Chen Ziyuan was there.

He was covered in bandages and looked badly injured.

"You've suffered." Chen Ziyuan said.

"It's okay, but I can't do anything good for the prince, and I'm responsible." The man replied.

Chen Ziyuan looked at him with extremely cold eyes. The person in front of him was seriously injured in order to help him, but there was no gratitude in Chen Ziyuan's eyes.

"How is Duan He, is he dead?" Chen Ziyuan asked.

"I don't know, he was hit by my sword, and he should have been seriously injured. But I don't know who robbed it, and where is his whereabouts at this time. ”

"Oh?" Chen Ziyuan was full of doubts about this answer.

This room is not simple but not gorgeous, Chen Ziyuan just paced back and forth in the room, and the dust on the ground that had not been cleaned for a long time was brought up and a little smoke was raised.

"However, what I know now is that Duan He is dead." Chen Ziyuan walked back and forth for a long time, and finally said.

The man's expression proved that if it weren't for the cloth wrapped around his head, I am afraid that he would have been able to see the huge beads of sweat he had fallen.

"I don't know, although the last general said that he was injured, but the injury was not a critical point, and there will definitely be no accident. Duan He died, I am afraid that he was killed by others. The man was stunned for a long time and said.

After hearing the answer, Chen Ziyuan began to cough, an extremely subtle and rhythmic cough.

"Then, what about Duan He's sword?"

"I was snatched away, too."

"Huh?"

In addition to the coldness in Chen Ziyuan's eyes, a burst of killing intent suddenly appeared.

"You know, you're just a creep. If I hadn't promoted you, you wouldn't have been where you are in this life. I just made you do such a little thing, but you can't do it well, what use do you have? ”

The man's eyes were full of fear, his throat was tight, and he said in an extremely strange voice: "Lord Wang, my subordinates really tried their best and spared no effort." ”

Chen Ziyuan finally stopped, found a dirty stool and sat down, and said, "I don't know if you are doing your best for me or for others." You are just a dog I raised, but I didn't expect that this dog I raised actually ate other people's food, and wanted to bite me at any time! ”

"Lord Wang, you are..."

"Liu Dong! Stop it! Chen Ziyuan waved his hand and said, "It's a pity that the person looked at it too simply, thinking that such a bitter trick would make me believe in you more." I didn't expect that even someone like you, whom I thought was loyal, could do such a thing. ”

"Lord, I didn't..."

Chen Ziyuan did not listen to the answer, but walked straight out of the house.

The snow outside is getting heavier and heavier, standing in the wind and snow, Chen Ziyuan's cold eyes are like an arrogant wolf, unscrupulous in order to achieve his goal.

"I'm disappointed." Chen Ziyuan sighed.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded with difficulty in the wind and snow, and the carriage that had just picked up Chen Ziyuan ran back again. The car stopped next to Chen Ziyuan, and the man with his face covered took a jar of wine from the car, as well as a lot of food.

"You can stay here for now, and when this food is not enough, I will send someone to give it to you." Chen Ziyuan said.

The man was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted again. Although he didn't say a word, he knelt down and kowtowed to Chen Ziyuan.

Chen Ziyuan nodded, which was a promise, and then, turning around and getting into the carriage, the groom shouted a few words, and the horse drove back with difficulty in the wind and snow.

The prince left, and the man who stayed stood there for a long time before reluctantly entering the house.

"You are?"

As soon as the man walked into the house, Liu Dong noticed that something was wrong. Not many people can enter this room, but this face is very unfamiliar.

"Chen Wangye's young general."

"What is the prince asking you to be here for?" Liu Dong asked.

"The prince is afraid that you are too cold here, and the injuries on your body need to be taken care of, so let me be here." The man replied.

"I didn't expect it... It seems that what the prince just said was just angry words." Liu Dong sighed.

At this moment, the door of the house, which was not closed, was blown open by the manic wind. With a bang, the door slammed against the wall, and with this sound, the person who came raised a knife and rushed towards Liu Dong.

"Poof!"

With a crisp sound, Liu Dong's head was cut off cleanly, leaving only a very neat knife edge. Blood gushed out of Liu Dong's neck and splattered everywhere.

Liu Dong had no last words, nor did he wail.

From the time he knew he was going to die and when he died, there was only a second between it.

The person who came looked at Liu Dong's corpse quietly, and his eyes were very cold, several times colder than Chen Ziyuan's eyes just now.

"The prince said, from now on this house for me to live in. In the future, I will do the prince's affairs. Killing you is the prince's acquiescence, if you have a grievance, it is better to go to your Chen Wangye to take revenge. ”

There was another gust of wind, and the door was blown back again, and with a heavy slam, the room returned to the scene it had just been.

Except for the bloody knife.

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