The two disagreed and parted unhappily again. But Meng Fusheng's thoughts were far firmer than Su Ming's, just when he thought that the two of them were dissipating their anger and discussing it once, Meng Fusheng was already secretly preparing to start acting, and even decided to act alone in order not to be known by others.

Meng Fusheng easily sneaked in alone, it was already the dead of night, Ji Jingsheng's room was also turned off the light, he held his breath, the room could only hear the sound of breathing from the bed, and then the moonlight from the closed window, Meng Fusheng saw Ji Jingsheng sleeping soundly.

At this time, it was a good opportunity, Meng Fusheng was a little excited for a while, and even his breathing became a little short, but in order not to startle the snake, after all, the ears of people who practice martial arts are more sensitive than ordinary people, so he tried his best to slow down his pace, and walked for a few minutes before walking to the bed.

His face turned pale with excitement, he raised the long sword, and the moonlight reflected by the sharp blade just shone on Ji Jingsheng's eyelids, saying that it was too late and that was fast, between the lightning and flint, the sword was about to pierce Ji Jingsheng's forehead, Ji Jingsheng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were horrified, and his instinct played a role when he was dying, and he quickly moved his head away to avoid this fatal blow!

Seeing that this blow failed, Meng Fusheng didn't have any buffer time, and continued to plunge into Ji Jingsheng's head.

Ji Jingsheng also understood at this time, and restrained Meng Fusheng's hand with a white face, and both of them used all their strength, but the strength of the two was equal, and they were a little stalemate for a while.

Ji Jingsheng gritted his teeth and said, "Meng Fusheng! How did you end up here! ”

Meng Fusheng looked at him with hatred, his eyes were red, like a crazy beast in the night, just thinking about breaking the target into pieces, he said sharply: "Naturally, I want to kill you!" ”

Not to mention that Meng Fusheng hates Ji Jingsheng, why is the latter not like that for the former? So he sneered, "There is a way in heaven, you don't go there, there is no door in hell, you break in!" Then I'd like to see who's dead! ”

Ji Jingsheng gave up the idea of calling his subordinates, he wanted to kill Meng Fusheng with his own hands, and Meng Fusheng also made it clear that this was the idea, otherwise he would not have come to the door in person at this time.

"Roar!" Ji Jingsheng let out a low roar, tried his best to push Meng Fusheng away, then jumped off the bed and pulled out the sword hanging at the head of the bed, "Go die!" ”

The two of them went back and forth, not letting each other go, both of them adhered to the idea that they would rather lose 800 to themselves than injure 1,000 enemies, and finally kill each other directly, so soon the two of them added a lot of injuries.

At this time, Ji Jingsheng was kicked out by Meng Fusheng unexpectedly, slammed into the wall, and made a huge noise, even if Ji Jingsheng didn't want to, there was no way not to alarm others, because there were not only his people guarding here, but also the people of Zhou State, and he didn't have absolute prestige over them.

Sure enough, soon there was a noisy footstep from outside, Meng Fusheng glanced at Ji Jingsheng with red eyes, and still had no choice but to jump off the window and leave, otherwise when his people came in, not only would he not be able to touch Ji Jingsheng, but he might even not be able to run away. He wanted to kill Ji Jingsheng, but he never thought of putting himself in it, especially after he made a lifelong agreement with Yan'er.

Su Ming went back to the barracks, but found that the door of his room was not closed, the first thought was where did the thief come from so boldly, he dared to steal things in the barracks, but as soon as he opened the door, he was stunned, wasn't it Su Ming who was sitting next to the bed with a dark face and low air pressure?

Meng Fusheng's heart sank, the wounds on his body had not been bandaged, and there was still blood on his clothes, although it was difficult to see that the night clothes were black, but those of them who had experienced I don't know how many death scenes could really not be distinguished. He didn't regret his heartbeat tonight, but he was inevitably a little apprehensive, and he didn't know whether to change the past or leave, so he waited for Su Ming to dissipate his anger first.

The atmosphere was so awkward that Meng Fusheng didn't know what to do or what to say. It was Su Ming who opened his mouth first, "I couldn't sleep tonight, I wanted to see if you slept and discuss it with you, but I didn't expect you to act very quickly, I don't know what to do You have already done it, Lao Tzu is really ashamed of himself!" ”

Meng Fusheng scratched his head, "Su Ming, you, don't say that." ”

"I said that? Yes! Su Ming slapped the table angrily and stood up menacingly, pressing step by step, "Meng Fusheng, how old are you, you are still so impulsive, a person ran over recklessly, and was injured, will you come back directly with a corpse next time?" What about Ji Jingsheng? Dead? ”

“...... Not. ”

Su Ming mocked strangely: "Not yet, I thought you were so capable, as soon as you made a move, the damned person would die!" Do you know what the consequences of your impulsiveness tonight will be? The chances of Ji Jingsheng being willing to surrender are not much, you are doing that assassination again tonight, are you afraid that we will be too easy? If you talk about it first, it's okay if you don't succeed and dare to do this, you just turn it upside down, is it fun to be trick-or-treating! ”

Meng Fusheng listened to him silently, and he didn't plan to explain anything, after all, he just did it, even if he regretted it, it was useless, there was no regret medicine in the world, and he didn't feel that he had done something wrong, he just felt that Ji Jingsheng should die, if he promised to surrender, wouldn't he be able to kill him with his own hands? Such a wicked person, if he is allowed to live well for the rest of his life, Meng Fusheng will not be reconciled!

But he didn't say it in front of Su Ming, because he knew that if he said it, the two would definitely have a big quarrel, and neither of them would be able to convince anyone.

I don't know how long it took, so long that Meng Fusheng felt that the pain of the wound was a little numb, Su Ming finally lit the lamp at the bedside, and then threw a small porcelain bottle to him, and said coldly: "Hurry up, lest your senior brother blame me for losing too much blood." ”

Meng Fusheng sat on the bed with his head down, took off his blood-stained brown night clothes, cleaned up the wound, and then frowned and gave himself medicine, Su Ming looked at him coldly, and had no intention of helping at all. He suddenly smelled a stronger and stronger fragrance, he couldn't tell what it was, but it just made people drowsy.

Before he lost consciousness completely, he finally saw Su Ming move, and stood beside the bed with his head hanging to give him medicine. For the first time, Meng Fusheng realized before he woke up that he had been tricked again! Damn it! Meng Fusheng was angry and angry, he didn't know why Su Ming did this trick every time, the light in front of him was still flickering, but it was getting more and more blurred, the dim yellow became more and more faint, and finally there was no light at all.