A group of men, seeing this scene, also followed silently, and saw that the relationship between Mr. Sima and them was very unusual. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as Su Ming looked, the surrounding neighbors heard a noise, and a few of them poked their heads out of the window and looked here, Su Ming knew that if this continued, they would have to report to the official, which even no one could afford to sit on.

Su Ming walked up to them and shook the sword in his hand. In these years, people who can carry a sword with them are ordinary people, and when they see this scene, those people put their heads back again, and no one wants to cause trouble.

"Let's go in first."

In order not to attract the attention of the people around him, the men lifted Sima Fengfeng's body, went directly to the backyard, and spread the body on top of a long case.

At this time, the Rongnu also came back to his senses slightly, and did not ask Su Ming anything, but quietly uncovered Mr. Sima's clothes, and it could be seen that there were traces of Mr. Sima's treatment, and even the smell of herbs on his body did not dissipate, thinking of this, the Rongnu glanced at Su Ming.

"Bring the water!"

Su Ming knew what he was going to do.

Soon, the water came, and the molten slave wiped it carefully with a cloth dipped in water on Sima Hurricane's chest, and suddenly the molten slave was surprised, as if it was a little incredible, and then threw away the cloth in his hand, and rubbed the wound with his hand.

Seeing this expression, Su Ming felt that something was wrong.

Rongnu should have found out that Mr. Sima was injured by Wu Hook, but why was he so surprised, Su Ming felt that he had unusual thoughts about this Wu Hook. From Su Ming's point of view, since the person died, he should be guessing how the person died, rather than focusing on the murder weapon, at least this first reaction is not right.

"Is it Wu Hook?"

"Hmm. You seem to know this thing? ”

Su Ming replied and asked his doubts, very directly, and he didn't intend to procrastinate.

"Where did Mr. Sima come from?"

The Molten Slave did not return directly to Su Ming.

Su Ming saw that the other party's eyes were a little worried, knowing that they were guarding against themselves, yes, the timing of their appearance was unacceptable.

"Mr. Sima, I don't know what his name is?"

Su Ming seemed to be angry, he hadn't answered my question yet, no matter what, I asked it first.

"Ugh!"

Obviously, the molten slave didn't expect Su Ming to ask this.

"Sima Hurricane."

Sima Swift Wind, good name, Su Ming set his eyes on the sword, his sword was indeed as fast as the wind, how the hell was this practiced.

"When I met him on the road, he was still alive, and I took him back to the house for treatment, but unfortunately he was not treated. What else did you tell me on your deathbed? ”

"What?"

The end of Su Ming's last sentence has not been put away, and the words of the molten slave have already been connected.

"Why don't you ask where you saw him?"

Place, yes, very important, Mr. Sima wouldn't have seen that person last night, Rongnu didn't answer, because he knew that Su Ming would tell him, about Su Ming, he knew his details very well.

"Zuo Chief's Mansion."

To be precise, it should be near Zuo Shuchang's mansion, but Su Ming deliberately said such a thing. Sure enough, after the molten slave heard this, at that time, his face turned iron blue and he gritted his teeth.

"Dogs don't eat!"

Sure enough, there was really something hidden in this, from the time when the molten slave checked Sima Fengfeng's wound just now, Su Ming found that this was not the consciousness that ordinary blacksmiths should have, because they were more like an organization, an organization with a purpose. According to Su Ming's guess, in this organization, the status of this Sima Hurry is not low.

"Thank you, sir, for sending Mr. Sima back, it's about to be curfew, sir, please go back." In order to thank Mr., we don't want the stone, and in the future, if Mr. uses a sword, we will have something to rely on! ”

After being immersed for a long time, Su Ming has been waiting for the Rongnu to give him an answer, but after half a day, it is an eviction order.

Based on the current situation, Su Ming knew that these people must be coming for Yingji, and their purpose may be very important in this matter, if they ask anything more, then the mystery will not be easy to uncover.

"You haven't asked me what he said on his deathbed?"

At this moment, Rongnu was stunned, yes, why did he think that what Mr. Sima said in the end would not be important, didn't it have an impact on the result?

"What did Mr. Sima say?"

"Huh!"

Su Ming smiled, smiling very kindly.

"He said, Gongziji, just these three words!"

As soon as these words came out, the Rongnu was full of disbelief, and his expression seemed to be saying, such a lie, a three-year-old child doesn't believe it, how can I believe it.

"If you don't believe it, forget it, the sword will be given to you!"

Su Ming threw the sword to the molten slave, turned around and left directly, very decisively.

Leaving the molten slave and a few men to look at each other, what does this mean.

Su Ming walked, counting the steps in his heart, step by step, because he was also a little unsure, whether this molten slave would be interested in these.

"Sir, please slow!"

The Molten Nu spoke up.

Su Ming didn't turn around, but carried the molten slave on his back, took a deep breath, and calmed down.

"What's the matter, believe it again?"

The Molten Slave didn't answer, but his face began to look a little embarrassed.

"Hehe, you all know that I, Su Ming, am Gongzi Yingji's person, then you don't want to think about it, if Sima Jifeng didn't say these three words when he was dying, why would I take such a person who ran rampant with a sword and was injured by a sword back to Gongzi's mansion for treatment!"

The molten slave was shocked, thought about it, and felt that there was some truth, not to mention that Mr. Sima had mentioned Gongzi Yingji once the day before he died, so the molten slave had to believe it.

"Rongnu, your affairs are very troublesome, but my son-in-law can help you!"

Su Ming said this very firmly.

These men began to look at each other again, their expressions changed, but they were different, Su Ming knew that he had hit the right one.

The field suddenly became quiet, and the big guys didn't speak, only the sound of rapid breathing kept coming, which was from the molten slaves.

Su Ming knew that the leader was dead, and it was difficult for the Rongnu to change his strategy as the second-in-command, so he had to think about it.

Finally, the molten slave raised his head, if this person had figured it out a little, his face would have become softened, and he saw that the tension just now had disappeared on the face of the molten slave.

The molten slave arched towards Su Ming, very heavy.

"Mr. Sue!"

Su Ming knew that since it was a frank meeting, it was necessary to get acquainted with each other again, and it was also a polite return salute. Only then did the slave's heart relax.

"Mr. Su, have you guessed who we are?"

He felt that Su Ming must have known something, so he asked this, maybe his identity had already been exposed.

Su Ming really couldn't figure it out, and he was afraid that he was already talking to others, if he didn't answer well, what would happen if this molten slave changed his hexagram.

Hey, suddenly, Su Ming thought of the strangeness of today's eight sons, and guessed that it must have something to do with it.

"It has something to do with the sword!"

The molten slave's face tightened, his eyes rolled up, and he looked at Su Ming.

"That's right, Yue Guo Sword Furnace."

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