Changjiang can accurately tell the family location of the man in Tsing Yi, so can his family still escape for their lives? I thought I was hiding deeply, but I didn't expect that I had never escaped the eyes of others.

Changjiang's finger fell on the last row, pointed to the penultimate person, and continued in his mouth: "Ru Niang, twenty-six years old, lives in Shili Town, Huaihua City, her parents died in the war, her in-laws and husband fled to settle in Danghua City, and have a son and a daughter. ”

The first woman who was pointed at by the Yangtze River instantly widened her eyes, and the tip of her tongue had already touched the poisonous Xiang, but she couldn't bite it, because she knew that this bite would follow in her footsteps.

Ru Niang thought that her family died in the war, but she didn't expect them to be alive, her pair of babies were still alive, tears flowed down Ru Niang's cheeks, and she regretted it.

"Ping An Lang, forty-nine years old, was separated from his family in the war, originally from Wulipu outside Fengtian City, his family was exiled for two years, and returned to Wulipu in August last year."

Speaking of this, Changjiang's tone changed, and his face became serious, "If you want to die, hurry up and bite the poisonous Xiang, or give me an honest explanation, dare to hide the slightest bit, and the head will fall to the ground!" ”

"The Lord spares his life, the villain knows, please be merciful to the Lord!" Ru Niang and Ping An Lang finally couldn't bear to let their family be in trouble, and took the initiative to deduct the poison and began to beg for hunger and mercy, for fear that they would accidentally bite the poison Xiang.

Hmph, Changjiang sneered, Jiang Qinglian stared at the Yangtze River sideways, her face was full of admiration, she didn't expect the case to be so broken, so that others would not dare to die, Xianggong was too powerful.

Enjoying Jiang Qinglian's admiration, the Yangtze River was quite proud, but this pride did not last long, with the explanation, Ru Niang and Ping An Lang confessed the forces behind them, but did not admit that they did it.

Yikes! Could it be that it was Ergan? Changjiang set his eyes on Yu Er's corpse, this person is dead, it is not easy for him to speak, the most headache for Changjiang is that he is not sure if these three people are a force.

Of course, whether they are a force or not, the forces behind Ru Niang and Ping An Lang are on the list, they are all weeds to be cleaned up.

Changjiang was about to give an order, and his henchmen came close and whispered a few words, Changjiang raised his eyebrows, and his father actually sent the latest news, and the hands of these weeds reached out again.

Don't they think that their father is more ruthless than their own means? The Yangtze River really can't figure it out, can't the example of the King of Freedom still scare away the forces in the dark?

Waved away, Changjiang turned around and let Jiang Qinglian have a good rest, he was going to deal with some things, Jiang Qinglian nodded in response, looked at Changjiang with reluctance, and before he sat down to chat for a while, Xianggong was going to be busy again.

Soon after the Yangtze River left, Jiang Qinglian said to the maid beside her: "Go to Jiang's house and ask them if they can let me have a baby quietly and happily?" Can't you just give some effort to get rid of all those weeds? ”

Yes, Jiang Qinglian felt sorry for the Yangtze River, so she took the Jiang family under the knife, as if the Jiang family was those villains, and Jiang Qinglian's mother's family was enough.

Changjiang returned to the study and sat down, Li Mo stepped forward to report the information, holding a fold in his hand, and a corner was burned on the fold, and it could be seen that the fold almost entered the crematorium.

"Lord, this is a piece of music that the secret guard rescued from the incinerator, please take a look." Saying that, Li Mo sent a fold, and the Yangtze River took it in his hand and slowly opened it.

This fold was sent by Huang Tianluo, and Huang Tianluo explained his identity very clearly, this is a plea for guilt, Huang Tianluo claims to be a criminal minister, and the crime is rebellion.

The force behind him is the arsenic prince Zhong Zongli, and the purpose of the arsenic prince Zhong Zongli is to find an opportunity to capture Qin Zixuan, strike hard at the reputation of the Yangtze River, and ignite the hatred of the common people in the Western Continent.

They want to resist the rule of the Yangtze River by all means, they want to turn over and be the masters, they want to oppose all aggression, and they want to drive the reincarnation religion out of the western continent, and the reincarnation religion is a cult.

Seeing that Huang Tianluo said that there were a million male soldiers under the command of Zhong Zongli, the prince of arsenic, the Yangtze River was directly happy, how much water does this million male soldiers have, and there are a group of people under the hands of the prince of arsenic, Zhong Zongli, who believes it, but if you want to say that the million male soldiers Changjiang really doesn't believe it.

"They actually want to attack their father, and they don't weigh their own strength." Changjiang snorted twice and said with a smile: "If they were secretly fighting with me, maybe my loss would be greater, but if they attacked my father, it would really be an egg hitting a stone." ”

"What the Lord said is that the Emperor Taishang is not a soft persimmon." Li Mo flattered, very much in favor of the Yangtze River's view, the Emperor Taishang is an invincible god, and the Lord has not seen the Emperor Taishang suffer until now.

Behind them is the emperor standing a general, the general is a short guard, there was only one general who never suffered a loss before, and now there are a few more powerful masters, that is really more capable than the other.

Li Mo really thinks that Huang Tianluo is a smart person, but he is not very smart, if he is really smart, he will not take the bright road and pass the fold, thinking of this and asking: "Is Huang Tianluo really anti-water?" ”

"He's sincere, but his brain isn't very good." Changjiang took the fold and continued: "That's okay, this piece of music has crossed the Ming Road, and it appeared in the incinerator, which means that the people of Zhong Zongli, the prince of arsenic, will definitely move, which just plays the role of scaring the grass and snakes." ”

The enemy who does not move in the dark is terrifying, but the swimming snake is not terrible, because the snake is frightened as long as you look for it carefully, you will definitely be able to find clues, and if you grasp the clues to break the surface, the power of Zhong Zongli, the prince of arsenic, will slowly emerge.

Li Mo nodded when he heard the analysis of the Yangtze River, and asked, "This piece was sent to the incinerator by the hands of the adult, do you want to take down this person?" ”

"Take it." Changjiang curled the corners of his mouth, since he was exposed, of course he was convicted, so he would not let go of these people.

Li Mo led the order to go down, and the sky above Fengtian City was once again filled with murderous aura, and the officials of all parties were careful to watch the wind, they felt that this time the turmoil was not lower than the last time.

It's just that it was Wei Fuzi who was sent out to stir up the storm last time, and it ended with Wei Fuzi's death, so what about this time, who is the Lord pushing out this time? A Wei Fuzi let the hidden forces of all parties enter the eyes of the Lord, who does he want to destroy this time?

Changjiang took out a list and put a cross on Zhong Zongli's name, when Zhong Zongli's forces entered the death total, they didn't clean them up so quickly, who made them dance.

The Yangtze River's means of betraying the betrayer is to pull out a group to kill a group, and then leave a group to let them stir the water, and the Yangtze River understands the truth that when the water is clear, there will be no fish, so this water has to be mixed, someone has to stir up the wind and clouds, and now the person who stirs the storm has appeared, but it depends on how they perform.

(End of chapter)