As far as the eye could see, Gu Yunping's body was hanging in the air.

Luo Shuihua's good-looking eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a dangerous aura. He hadn't seen the corpse when he had just gone upstairs, and in a short moment's time, someone had hung the corpse in front of the Snow Shadow Building.

"Chase!" Luo Shuihua concluded that this person had not gone far, and immediately ordered someone to track him down, but he did not expect that the person hanging the corpse might take the opportunity to sneak out of the pavilion.

When Ruoxi and the others arrived, they saw such a scene.

"Your Majesty, the situation in Yuzhou City is unclear now, and my subordinates implore you to return to the palace first and then make plans." In the living room of the Snow Shadow Building, Ruoxi suggested.

said earlier that Nangong Chen came to Yuzhou for two things. One is that he has doubts about Luo Shuihua's life experience and wants to find out; The second is to find out the traitors to the DPRK and China. At the moment, neither of these two things has been completed, how can Nangong Chen be willing to return to Kyoto easily.

"Your Majesty, what General Ling said is extremely true, and please take the overall situation first." Luo Shuihua saw Nangong Chen's hesitation, and he could probably guess Nangong Chen's suspicions about himself, especially today, the swordsmanship he used in a hurry. It's better to let Nangong Chen return to the palace as soon as possible, so as not to reveal more flaws.

Nangong Chen, who was still bowing his head and pondering, heard this and looked up at Luo Shuihua. After a long time, Fang Buddha thought of some clever plan, and suddenly smiled.

"Lord Luo Pavilion, I wonder if it is convenient for me to sponsor in Luoxue Pavilion?"

"Your Majesty, this, I'm afraid this is inappropriate, right?" Luo Shuihua was shocked, he didn't expect Nangong Chen to make such a request.

"Why not, that's it. I temporarily reside in the Falling Snow Pavilion. Lord Luoge, go down and prepare. "Since Nangong Chen has moved out of the shelf of the king of a country, Luo Shuihua is a hundred unwilling in his heart, and he can't say anything more, so he can only reluctantly retire.

"Ruoxi, what clues do you have?"

Ruoxi recounted the experience of fighting the man at the top of the mountain, "This person is not very old, but his martial arts are extremely high, and he may not be below me." ”

"Maybe you can see if it's a dead soldier from which house to raise?"

Ruoxi shook his head, "Its martial arts moves are changeable, and it doesn't seem to come from one sect, so I can't tell where it came from." However, the person who rescued him, his subordinates can conclude that he must be a dead man raised in a certain house. ”

"That man in black can stop a sword with all my strength with a short blade, which shows that his martial arts are good, and he is a dagger with a reverse grip," Ruoxi further explained, "This is the most common sword technique used by dead soldiers. ”

Nangong Chen pondered for a while, "Eight hundred miles to urgently notify Xiao Yin to exclude all the registered dead soldiers. "In order to protect the safety of his subordinates, and also to reduce the pressure on the imperial court, Liguo allowed the ministers to raise the dead on their own, which was used to guard the palace and protect the safety of the master. However, in order to prevent the vassal rank from taking the opportunity to cultivate its own power and endanger the imperial power, not only did there be a strict limit on the number of dead soldiers, but it was also necessary to register in the secret group. If it is found that any of them are raising the dead on their own and do not register, they will be punished as a grave crime of rebellion.

If Xi understands that Nangong Chen wants to start from here and find out the director behind it, he can do it.

"Is there any change in Beijing?"

"The prime minister came to write, and everything in the capital is as usual." Before Nangong Chen left, he handed over the power of supervising the country to Prime Minister Situ Ao, handling daily routines and matters to ensure the effective operation of state institutions.

Situ Ao, the right minister of the court, was the biggest help for Nangong Chen to sit on the throne back then, and now he is the minister of the imperial court, and he is deeply relied on by Nangong Chen. Nangong Chen has no children under his knees, and every time he visits privately, he will always hand over the responsibility of supervising the country to Situ Ao.

This time, it is still the case.

Ruoxi's side of the eight hundred miles urgently sent the secret order to the hands of Xiao Yin of the dark group. At the same time, Lihan, who was rescued, also returned to Kyoto and quietly entered a house through the back door.

But from the back door of this house, you know that his identity as the owner must be good, and it is the home of Zhong Ming Dingshi. A glimpse of the corner of the house through the crack in the door was already beyond the reach of ordinary people. Carved railings and painted buildings, rockeries, pavilions and pavilions, like a condensed version of the Jiangnan split. However, for Lihan, no matter how beautiful the scenery in this house is, it has nothing to do with him.

As soon as he returned home, he was brought here to kneel and wait, two hours passed, and Lihan's vision had begun to blur.

The wound on the body that was pierced by Ruoxi's sword, close to the heart, and the method of simply relying on the acupoints to stop bleeding no longer works. In order not to delay the speed of rushing back, I didn't know where to find a soldering iron halfway from Lihan, and I was ruthless and used a soldering iron to stop the bleeding. Fortunately, the weather is not too hot now, otherwise the wound would have become infected. Lihan can only rely on constant cranky thoughts to distract himself and ensure his sobriety.

Sometimes, though, the will doesn't quite have complete control over one's body.

The serious injury did not heal, the blood loss was excessive, coupled with the lack of sleep, and the physical strength dropped sharply, and Lihan finally couldn't hold on. Before the thin body had time to fall, he heard a "zila" sound, the door of the study opened, and then he flew up with a kick, and his thin body flew out like a kite with a broken string.

The blood in the body rushed out, as if to escape from the master's body, Lihan lay on the ground and vomited for a while before he recovered, forced himself to get up, and sent his body to a place where the person could touch it with one foot.

"The subordinates know their mistakes, please punish the Lord." There was no undulating sound, and it popped out of Lihan's mouth. Every word is spoken, accompanied by blood foaming out.

"Get out of the way!" The person who was called the Lord by Lihan seemed to be extremely disgusted with this person who knelt in front of him, bowed his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, and even felt that his hands were dirty when he was taught a lesson. Regardless of the reason, the injury, or the explanation, he directly convicted Lihan with a sentence and sent him to the torture hall.

The criminal law of the torture hall is no stranger to Lihan, and he is even fortunate to have tasted the taste of every torture instrument. However, after all, it is a physical mortal, and it is raised by his father and mother, and in the face of the whip covered with barbs against his back, Lihan still can't help but tremble his hands.

He held the chain tightly in his hand, trying to use it against the impending pain.

Despite being mentally prepared and smashing down the empty whip, Lihan still felt that his soul was going to be pulled out. In fact, what he was most afraid of was the sharp pain of the whip, and the fear caused by the sound of breaking the air every time he swung the whip. But the Lord seems to really like to use whips, and every time he orders it, it is a whipping.

I used all the strength of my body to support myself. Keep comforting yourself, endure it again, it will soon pass, you can't hide, it's a reward from the Lord, you must not hide, you will get angry if you hide from the Lord.

With such a belief, even if the muscles trembled all over his body and he fainted, and a basin of salt water was deducted, Lihan never moved for half a minute.