Chapter 685: Heavenly Evil Sect
"Hmph, you still can't escape from the palm of the old man's hand after all, now that you are on the thief ship, it is up to the old man to decide whether you can get off or not, if it weren't for the fact that you still have some use, the old man would have killed you with one palm, and how could he have been here with you?"
The dealer looked humble and led the way in front, and he secretly slandered himself in his heart, and a touch of cold murder flashed in his eyes from time to time, but Fu Jie was silent along the way, as if he was thinking about something, so he didn't notice it.
The group turned around and turned around, away from the downtown area, to a rather secluded residence, although not very prosperous, but also very bright, not ordinary small families can have.
Looking up at the word "Song Mansion" on the lintel, Fu Jie raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Miss Song Wan is here?" What is your relationship with Miss Song Wan? β
The dealer explained with a smile: "Fu Gongzi, don't hide it, this mansion is owned by the old decay, as for Song Wan, she is the old niece, because her brother is newly mourned, so she came to the old decay!" It is said that Childe also saved the life of his niece, and she has been thinking about it these days, and if she sees Childe today, she will be very happy! β
"Your niece?" Fu Jie looked at the dealer with suspicion, and he really couldn't associate this obscene and ugly face with the beautiful and refined face that made him dream.
"Childe doesn't believe it? Go in and take a look. β
Fu Jie glanced at the dealer again, and after a moment of silence, he said: "I hope you don't lie to me, otherwise you will blame this son for being polite!" "In broad daylight, in Yongchang County, Fu Jie really can't think of any uneyed people who dare to plot against him.
"How dare you be old?" The dealer shook his head in panic and said respectfully: "Childe, please enter the house!" β
With a light hum, Fu Jie followed the dealer into the Song Mansion, without saying a word all the way to the flower hall. The Song Mansion is not very luxurious, but the decorations in the mansion are extremely exquisite, faintly revealing extravagance, showing everyone's demeanor, and it is by no means an ordinary family.
Although Fu Jie has always been idle and did not deliberately observe, he also saw that this Song Mansion was unusual, and his heart was even more confused.
He was not a stupid man, he had already guessed that the dealer had specially invited him to come over, and he must have a plan. Despite this, Fu Jie still came.
In any case, the 100,000 taels of IOUs he signed on the gambling table were written in black and white, and they could not be faked, if his family's gambling and this IOU were known to his father, he would be whipped down, and half of his life would be gone. Moreover, Fu Jie really misses Miss Song Wan's world-class face.
And this dealer knows that the Fu family has a very strict family education, and he also knows that Fu Jie likes to have fun, greedy and lustful habits, so he set up a trap in the money cabinet gambling house, so that he owes a huge amount of gambling debts, and then slowly lures him here.
"What about Miss Song Wan? Ask her to come out to me! As soon as he sat down, Fu Jie said impatiently.
"Childe, don't be impatient!" The dealer smiled indifferently, with a little less respect in his expression, but a little more playfulness: "Should we talk about business first?" β
"Business? What's the matter? Fu Jie pretended to be puzzled and looked at the dealer with a confused expression.
The dealer scolded secretly in his heart, knowing that this Fu Jie was deliberately pretending to be stupid, but his face was impassive, and he said gently: "Childe is really a noble person who forgets things, the old man has something to ask for, if the son is willing to help me, not only today's debt will be written off, but the old man will also be grateful!" I don't know what Childe thinks? β
Fu Jie's eyes narrowed, staring at the dealer coldly, but the latter was not afraid, but calmly tasted the tea. Fu Jie's heart sank, he was caught by others, and he completely lost the initiative.
Taking a deep breath, Fu Jie forcibly suppressed the anger and unwillingness in his heart, and said calmly: "What's the matter?" Let's hear it. β
The dealer smiled slightly and said: "Master Fu, I forgot to introduce, the old man Song Yu was born in the Heavenly Evil Sect." β
"Heavenly Evil Sect?" Fu Jie looked at Song Yu blankly, he really didn't know what this Heavenly Evil Sect was.
"It's the Heavenly Evil Sect." Before Song Yu could speak, his body suddenly turned into a wisp of green smoke and came to Fu Jie, and before the latter could exclaim, he retreated again, as if he had never moved, but there was an extra jade pendant with a round color in his hand.
"You?" Fu Jie looked at Song Yu not far away in shock, as if he had seen a ghost, dumbfounded, and stammered: "My jade, jade pendant, what, how is it in your hands?" β
"The old man loves jade ornaments, and he offended the son when he saw that he was happy, and I hope the son will forgive me." Having said that, Song Yu did not have the slightest apology on his face, and his originally cloudy eyes became extremely deep and bright at this time. As he spoke, Song Yu handed the jade ornament in his hand to Fu Jie.
"It's okay!" Fu Jie's face was a little pale and he took the jade ornament, his eyes were still a little stupid looking at Song Yu, the horror in his heart could not be calmed down for a long time, and his back was soaked with cold sweat. If Song Yu had an extra knife in his hand, could his little life exist?
At this moment, Song Yu said again: "Master Fu, it's really not a secret, the old man is just an ordinary disciple of the Heavenly Evil Sect, and the masters in the sect are like clouds, not only can he fly the eaves and walk the wall, but he can come and go without a trace," After a slight pause, Song Yu looked at Fu Jie with deep meaning, and said slowly: "You can kill people invisibly!" β
"What?" Fu Jie was shocked, looked at Song Yu in horror, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva uneasily.
At this moment, Fu Jie only felt that he was in an ice cave, cold and numb, and Song Yu in front of him was like a poisonous snake, making his hair stand on end, and he didn't dare to move a bit. Fu Jie knew very well that although Song Yu didn't say it, his meaning couldn't be more obvious, as long as he wanted to, taking his own life would not be much more troublesome than pinching an ant to death.
"Master Fu, let's get down to business, and the old man will lead you to see Song Wan after the talks." Song Yu smiled faintly, and the depressed feeling in the air suddenly dissipated a lot, which made Fu Jie's heart feel inexplicably relieved.
"Okay, Mr. Song, please speak." Even frightened, Fu Jie's courage and arrogance were gone, and he was finally completely controlled by Song Yu to take the initiative.
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Jinyang, Imperial Palace.
"Newspaperβ"
A long shout woke Gao Changgong from his contemplation, looked up at the window, and before he knew it, the sky had completely darkened. Rubbing his somewhat dry eyes, Gao Chang Gongcai said aloud: "What's the matter?" β
"Your Majesty, General Qin Qiong asks to see you!"
"Qin Qiong? Why did he come back all of a sudden? Gao Changgong frowned suspiciously, and after a moment of deep silence, he said, "Please let him in!" β
With a "squeak", the door of the imperial study opened, and heavy footsteps sounded, and then Qin Qiong walked in.
"Qin Qiong, see the emperor."
As soon as she entered the door, Qin Qiong's body staggered to her knees, and her voice was even more hoarse and harsh. The scene in front of him startled Gao Changgong, he hurriedly got up from his seat, walked quickly to Qin Qiong, and asked with a concerned face, "General Qin, what's wrong with you?" β
As he got closer, Gao Changgong suddenly felt a stench mixed with sweat and blood, and then looked at Qin Qiong, his face was pale, his eye sockets were deep, and the armor on his body was even more messy, and there were a lot of dried black and purple blood stains on it.
Gao Changgong's heart sank suddenly, he grabbed Qin Qiong's arm and asked eagerly, "General Qin, what's wrong?" What about Xing'er? β
After a few quick breaths, Qin Qiong reluctantly smiled and said: "Your Majesty, the traitor Gao Shaoyide's forces have been wiped out by the little prince, but the little prince has also been injured, and now he has arrived in Jinyang, just outside the palace." β
"Xing'er is injured? Can the injury be severe? Take me to him! Gao Changgong was even more worried in his heart, Qin Qiong's miserable appearance must not be clear about his happy injuries. For him, Gao Shaoyi is far from being comparable to his only son.
"Your Majesty, slow down!" Qin Qiong hurriedly stopped Gao Changgong, glanced at the room with a solemn face, and saw that there were no outsiders present, so he lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty, the little prince is not lightly injured, and he is still unconscious. β
"What?!" Gao Changgong's face turned immediately, only to hear Qin Qiong hurriedly say again: "Your Majesty, now that the great enemy is coming, the news of the little prince's injury must not be spread, otherwise it will cause turmoil in the world and be unfavorable to the war!" β
Gao Changgong suddenly calmed down and said in a deep voice: "What General Qin said is very true, you will send Xing'er back to the palace, and I will arrive later." β
"Yes!"
Qin Qiong agreed, and was about to get up, but felt a feeling of weakness coming, and his body shook, and he fell to the ground.
"General Qin, what's wrong with you?" Gao Changgong suddenly exclaimed.
"Huh!"
A gray shadow flashed, Shangguan Yunfeng appeared beside Qin Qiong like a ghost, and touched his body a few times, before he said softly: "The emperor doesn't have to worry, General Qin just hasn't slept for a long time, his physical strength is overdrawn, and he is too weak, as long as he recuperates for a few days, he will be fine." β
"That's good!"
Gao Changgong breathed a sigh of relief, this Qin Qiong is really a rare general, if something happens, it is really a great pity for Yu Daqi. After a pause, Gao Changgong ordered someone to help Qin Qiong down and ask the imperial doctor to take care of him, and then rushed to Shangguan Yunfeng and said, "Elder Shangguan, send Xing'er back to the palace with me." β
"Good!"
Shangguan Yunfeng did not hesitate, in the past few months, although Gao Changgong could not completely control the entire realm of the north, but now Jinyang City is impregnable, and the ill-intentioned people have already been cleaned up, and she doesn't have to worry too much about Gao Changgong's safety. And in this way, everyone's eyes will be focused on Gao Changgong and not think about him.
All the way out of the palace, when stepping on the ordinary carriage and seeing the happiness lying quietly in the car, Rao is tall and resolute heart, and his eyes couldn't help but be full of tears.
At this time, Xingxing's eyes were closed, his face was pale, and he almost didn't feel a trace of anger on his body, if it weren't for Shangguan Yunfeng's timely words to remind Xingxing that he was still alive, I am afraid he would have been unable to help crying bitterly.
Gao Changgong tightly held his happy and cold hand, lowered his voice and said, "Elder Shangguan, Xing'er is really alive, don't lie to me!" β
"Don't dare to deceive the emperor, although the little prince's heart is weak, there is no sign of exhaustion." Shangguan Yunfeng said solemnly: "Your Majesty, look at it, although the little prince is unconscious and his skin is cold, his skin is soft and firm, which is completely different from the deceased. β
"So much the best!"