Ye Zhiqiu saw Cao Xiwen escape from the snow house, and glanced at Zheng Lun at the entrance of the house.

Zheng Lun understood, waved his hand, and immediately led people to chase.

Where was Lao Cao willing, he grabbed a soldier next to him and threw it at Zheng Lun, forcing him back three feet. Lao Cao took advantage of the situation, grabbed the knife, aimed it at a pillar at the entrance of the house, and slashed it.

Lao Cao is not good at fighting, but the more people who are not good at it, the more they will delve into ways to escape. He saw that the snow house was different from other halls, it was very transparent on all sides, and it was supported by six thin pillars.

Lao Cao was in a hurry, if he could cut off this pillar and let the eaves of Lukou collapse a corner, he would be able to stop the soldiers who were chasing and killing his son.

But he didn't expect that although Xuelu's style was small and elegant, and the pillars were not too thick, they would not be able to be cut off with a single knife. Rao is no matter how sharp the blade is, no matter how hard Lao Cao tries, this knife will only cut half of it at most and get stuck in it.

Lao Cao kept chopping the pillar, but he couldn't pull out the knife, and suddenly the strong wind behind him hit him and he couldn't dodge, and he was already slashed in the shoulder, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

He turned his head and saw that it was Chen Qi, and couldn't help but reprimand angrily:

"Chen Qi! I have no grievances with you, even if you look down on me, why should you ruin my life? ”

"You ask me, who am I going to ask?" Chen Qi sneered: "I don't know why I want to ruin your life, I only know that if you don't die, there will be nowhere to put the charge of killing the prince!" ”

As he spoke, he slashed the knife, and it was another killing move.

Lao Cao hurriedly hid behind the pillar and walked left and right with Chen Qi.

However, there are siegers everywhere, and no matter how you look at it, they are outnumbered.

Lao Cao lost his blade and was besieged again, so he had no choice but to touch his waist and touch a small wine gourd hanging in Su Ri.

He didn't know where he got the idea, so he picked up the flask and smashed it at the pillar, and the gourd was smashed in half, and the wine splashed everywhere. Lao Cao pulled out the fire with his left hand and threw it towards the pillar with a flick of the wind, and immediately the fire was everywhere, and the pillar turned into a pillar of fire.

In winter, the weather is dry, and there are drapery hanging by the pillars, and with the wine, it is really a little bit.

Lao Cao saw that he lit the pillar, so he concentrated on fighting, and threw the precious famous flowers and plants that Ye Zhiqiu put aside under the corridor in a basin, and Chen Qi and Zheng Lun were so eager that they couldn't get close. However, the flower pot was large and heavy, but after a while, Lao Cao's strength was exhausted, and his gestures gradually slowed down.

He gasped and sighed.

It seems that this person's wealth still has to be earned by his hands, and he gets what he doesn't deserve, and the result is that he puts his life into it. regretted that he shouldn't have sunset by Ying Lake, listened to Ye Zhiqiu's words, and thought that he would be able to rise to prominence overnight, but he unexpectedly became a chess piece in the hands of others.

In the desolation, Lao Cao laughed loudly.

Chen Qi saw that he was delirious, and was about to step forward to take out the knife, when he suddenly saw Lao Cao turn around and jump up, slamming into the pillar of fire with his burly body, wanting to break the pillar with his own strength. Listening to a dull sound, Lao Cao clearly heard the sound of bones shattering from his entire left shoulder, followed by a sharp pain like a piercing heart, but the pillar was not broken.

Son, Dad has nothing more to give you, only this life......

Lao Cao got up and let out a loud shout, turned around and changed to his right shoulder, and used all his strength to fly towards the pillar again.

The pillar was burned by fire for a while, the core was already brittle, and it was hit twice by Lao Cao's life

Finally, Shengsheng was knocked out of a corner, but it was still unbroken.

Everyone heard the sound of the overhead and the dust falling, and when they looked up, they saw that the roof of the snow house was out of balance, and it was slowly sliding to one side, and it was about to be pressed down.

Chen Qi and Zheng Lun saw that the situation was not good, and they couldn't care about Lao Cao for a while, so they withdrew and retreated to the house.

At this time, the pillar could not support the unbalanced hanging fish eaves, and was completely crushed into two, which shocked the soldiers at the entrance of the Lukou to rush towards the Lukou.

However, the entrance of the Lukou was only three or four people wide, and there was no time to squeeze in in a hurry, and more than ten soldiers were pressed under the eaves together with Lao Cao.

For a time, the dust was flying, and the walls were crumbling.

When the dust cleared and the north wind whistled, everyone found that a snow house had collapsed to only half of it.

Lao Cao was lying on his back on the cold ground, covered with the half-broken eaves top, and he didn't know how many broken bones he had broken all over his body. Maybe it was because he was unconscious, Lao Cao felt that it was not as painful as Fang Cai, but he felt that only his eyelids could barely move slightly.

The snow was swept by the north wind, and it blew down to the broken stones, and in the puddles of blood that flowed everywhere, it covered the mess of the ground.

Everything around was silent, and Lao Cao could even hear the remaining half of the Faula sheep still sizzling on the fire.

Oh, son, if you want to eat meat in the future, you can only roast it yourself......

A figure approached slowly, and the familiar and bookish voice sounded in his ears.

"Lord Cao, I'm sorry."

Lao Cao could barely see Ye Zhiqiu's face, only a faint breath remained, and he struggled to squeeze into three words:

"Why ......"

Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said, "There are only three kinds of people in this world, good people, bad people, and people who can't be good and can't be bad. As he spoke, he leaned close to Lao Cao's ear and asked, "Do you know what kind of person has the shortest life?" ”

Ye Zhiqiu said very gently, like a private school teacher patiently teaching students.

However, he wasn't sure if Lao Cao really heard his answer, because Lao Cao's gaze was so stagnant, and even the occasional snowflakes falling on that scarred face no longer melted.

Ye Zhiqiu stood up, pointed to Zheng Lun and said, "Go and chase it, it shouldn't be far." Remember, don't live. ”

Zheng Lun led people to go in response, and in the blink of an eye, only Ye Zhiqiu and Chen Qi were left standing there in half of the snow house, and Mrs. Ye was trembling on the ground.

Ye Zhiqiu looked around, and seemed to be heartless in the face of half of the ruins, and he also turned a blind eye to the corpses of Li Chongyan and Wang Gonggong on the ground.

He walked up to Mrs. Ye, helped her to the side and sat down, and asked gently, "Madame is really tired today, do you want to go back to the room to rest first?" I'll let you take care of everything here. ”

Mrs. Ye looked at her husband with tears in her eyes, and the anger and hatred in her eyes had suffocated her graceful face.

She suddenly pulled out a golden hairpin from the back of her head and stabbed it fiercely at her throat with a sharp point, but her husband grabbed it in her hand and couldn't move.

Ye Zhiqiu frowned and said, "Madam, what are you doing?" ”

"You...... You've been lying to me! ”

"Hehehe," Ye Zhiqiu smiled helplessly: "

Madame said that there is no need, hasn't Madame been lying to me all the time? ”

Ye Zhiqiu said as he threw Mrs. Ye's hairpin aside.

"Madame went to rummage through my study, and found in the charcoal basin the manuscript that had not been burned, but pretended not to have found it. Madame...... If you want to hide it from me, you shouldn't clean up those scraps, it's a miscalculation. ”

"You ......"

"Tonight's incident, I asked Uncle Kang to tell Madame that she didn't have to attend, and I also understood Madame's distress. But Madame kept an eye on me, wary of me, and insisted on being in the midst of it. I was also forced by my wife to have no choice, so I had this impromptu response. ”

Ye Zhiqiu pointed to the fresh mutton left on the table and said, "Originally, I arranged for Lord Chen and Lord Zheng to do it when they gave the ink, and this matter is almost the same." But Madame was so anxious before she attended, and I was always worried that Madame would say something to Cao Feihu or the prince in private, or that she wanted to tell the truth. So I thought about it, it was better to simply fulfill Madame's wish, and let Madame tell them that this meat was poisonous, and it seemed more natural to point this lead in Cao Feihu's heart with her own hands. ”

"What kind of poison did you put in that plate of brains?"

When Ye Zhiqiu heard this, he picked up a pair of chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of shabu from the remaining half of the plate of brain meat on Cao Xiwen's table, raised his head and ate it, nodding and praising while eating:

"Sure enough, it's the best Huluo mutton, and it's delicious. How can I be willing to poison such good meat? Don't you understand, ma'am? No matter how good the poison is, it can't be as useful as the one you scream, and at the last moment, Cao Feihu was already a little suspicious of me, and wanted to exchange meat with me for food, but he still didn't have any guard against you. ”

"You...... You're taking advantage of me! ”

"Madame, I said I was going to the kitchen to see the brain, and you followed me every step of the way. Do you think I really want to poison it? I'm just tempting you. On the way to the kitchen, I thought to myself, if you go and get the hexagonal rue pepper as you say, I will definitely find a way to let you go back to your room quietly and rest, and save yourself the bloody scene in front of you. It's a pity that I understand you...... But you won't. Ye Zhiqiu seemed to be extremely sorry.

He looked out the window at the snow and asked softly, "Does Madame know how many eyes are on that wooden board by the kitchen that you can peep at?" ”

Mrs. Ye did not speak.

"Seventeen, ma'am. Any eye on that board can clearly see the kitchen. You're familiar with this home, and so am I. ”

"But why did you kill them...... "Mrs. Ye finally asked aloud.

"Why?" Ye Zhiqiu turned his head in surprise, "Madam, everyone in this world can ask me why, but you shouldn't ask!" Don't you really know what it's for? ”

"I know that you don't forget my father's entrustment back then, and you want to kill the Muyun clan to avenge the annihilation of the clan. But who among the people lying here has a blood enmity with us? Which one has anything to do with the Mu Yun clan back then? There is a debtor and a master, but the poor princess is the princess of the blue sea, and she is married thousands of miles away, why don't you let it go? The sword pointed at the child in the womb, you are so red-eyed, are you not afraid of retribution?! Mrs. Ye almost couldn't cry, and her whole face was full of tears and sweat.