Chapter 379: The Ghost of the Secret Room (1)

"King! If you are unwilling, why not give it a try! "The 'Wine Lady' comforted. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoFrom the moment when the King of Shu did not plan to escape, the 'Wine Lady' already knew that the King of Shu Du Yu was unwilling, and the reason why he had no choice may be because he did not have much confidence in his heart and still needed the support of others.

Although there is an old saying that 'the fish in the abyss is ominous', it is definitely not a thing to be happy to be able to peek into the inner world of others. At present, the 'wine lady' has no such concerns, and Du Yu, the king of Shu, is even more eager for the guidance of others, so with the support of the 'wine lady', the whole person suddenly regained his confidence.

Du Yu, the king of Shu, re-examined the 'wine lady', and the woman in front of him existed like a mystery to him. This person has had countless times with himself, and he has also skinned the 'Flying Feather Guard' alive in front of countless samurai. Just yesterday, this person also sent his Taiwei into the Netherworld, but at this moment, this person resolutely stood by his side.

Although Du Yu, the king of Shu, knows a lot about women's bodies, how can he know what a woman's heart is like. A woman's heart, a needle under the sea' Du Yu, the king of Shu, sighed, but at this time, with the support of the 'wine lady', he gave himself the courage to fight.

"If you leave Chengdu now, it will naturally be a betrayal of your relatives! If the widows fight on the front line, the people in the city will naturally be grateful to Dade! "Du Yu, the king of Shu, finally figured out where he was and what he had to do. The fighting outside the city is still going on, and the fighting in the city has quietly kicked off, seeing many ministers, clan nobles are very much in favor of Chen Zhuang's plan.

Chen Zhuang and his henchmen glanced at each other, and the henchmen naturally understood the truth and hurried down to prepare.

"In that case, now I have to have Master Lao wait with me!" Chen Zhuang said on the side. Seeing this, the aristocratic leaders knew that everyone was a grasshopper on a rope at this moment, and they could only rely on each other for blessings and misfortunes, and life and death followed.

"That's it!" Saying that he led the way, everyone understood in their hearts that this time they were not going to eat, drink and have fun, let alone to exchange courtesies, but to kill Du Yu, the king of Shu. However, there are still some timid and afraid people, and when the matter comes, they suddenly turn back, I don't know if there is a problem with their brains, or if they have drunk too much blood and wine, some people are unwilling to go.

"This time, but to kill the king? Killing the monarch is a great sin to exterminate the Nine Clans! But whoever kills the king will not end well. I'm not going. I'm not going! After saying that, he ran out like crazy.

Seeing this, Chen Zhuang did not panic, let alone go to stop him, with a smile on his face, and a trace of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth. Everyone was also overwhelmed by such a scene, don't look at the time when they drank one by one, they were angry, but if it really came, when they went into battle to fight, everyone had no bottom in their hearts.

The most important thing is still in the palace of the King of Shu, but there are many warriors, and only the King of Shu can lead these warriors, and at the same time, all of them are strong in martial arts, which is not something that these people can resist at all.

As for the miscellaneous servants in his own family, they are like a group of miscellaneous fish, although the number is not a minority, but no matter what, they are not people who can go to the battlefield, and it is okay to scare and scare the thieves who burglary, but if they really go into battle, it is estimated that they will have to lie down one by one.

This person's flustered behavior is, to some extent, representative of the true thoughts of a large part of them. Just when everyone watched this person run out of the room, they heard a miserable wail outside the room.

'Ahh Then came a stream of blood sprayed on the window paper, perhaps because the knife was too fast, and the blood actually cut through the window paper and rushed in.

Everyone looked at each other in fright, and several people who were close to the door left blood marks on their faces, and then a more terrifying scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and at a moment the bloody head was thrown in from outside the door.

The human head rolled over on the ground, and the expression on the person's face was still so real, lifelike, and the most terrifying thing was to count the person's eyes, which could still flicker and flicker, and his mouth was open one by one.

As if he wanted to say something, Fang was still a lively person, but at this time there was only one head left, and it was such a strange head, the Manchu Dynasty civil and military in the secret room, and the people of the clan and nobles. A few people have seen such a scene, some people were so frightened that they peed their pants, and many more people were stunned and at a loss.

Chen Zhuang picked up the head on the ground, held it with one hand, and prepared to put the eyes of the deceased on the other hand. When Chen Zhuang's hand approached the deceased's mouth, he saw the dead man's mouth open quickly, and he bit Chen Zhuang's little finger at once.

Such a strange behavior also made Chen Zhuang a little unexpected, he planned to let this person live in peace after death, but he didn't expect it, but it was actually such a result, a bloody human head, biting his fingers and not letting go. Ten fingers are connected to the heart, such pain, naturally only you can experience.

"It's really self-conscious, when you are alive, you have no backbone, but when you die, you are a hero." As he spoke, the hand that was originally holding his head was quickly withdrawn, and it was a heavy blow to this head.

Everyone was stunned, they really didn't expect it to be like this, everyone couldn't believe that a severed head would actually bite someone, and when they looked at Chen Zhuang again, Chen Zhuang's little finger. Half of it had already been bitten in his mouth, Chen Zhuang's painful face had changed, and when everyone looked at the head on the ground again, it had already been flattened by Chen Zhuang.

The bloody head was still holding half a finger in his mouth, but everyone could clearly see the smile on this person's face, and all of them didn't want to believe it, and the head they saw in front of them smiled at everyone.

The wind swept in through the open door, wandering back and forth in the secret room, and the red candle, which had been flickering in the first place, became more and more ghostly. The shadow of the lamp swayed, and the figures kept shaking, and the shadows of all the people swayed in the secret room with the swaying of the lamp shadows. As if dancing, Chen Zhuang, who was still calm and relaxed, had been disturbed by the pain in his heart, and he really didn't expect that this dead human head would be able to bite off half of his finger.

Right now, in front of the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty, if you shout and scream, you will not be ridiculed, but the pain is real. The existence was uncontrollable, and Chen Zhuang had to use his hand to clench his bleeding little finger.

"Ahh There are ghosts! "A disciple of the clan was obviously frightened by the scene in front of him, and he really didn't expect this to be the case. Maybe it was because he was too frightened, so he was so frightened that he ran out desperately, and the people around him didn't have time to drag him, so he ran outside. Maybe it was because he was too nervous, but he tripped over Fang Cai's head, and the head rolled forward with him, just touching his face.

Chen Zhuang's half of his finger was presented in front of him, and the frightened sect of the clan roared and passed out. At the same time, the henchman led the samurai and appeared in front of the door with a sharp blade in his hand, and the Wu hook in the henchman's hand was still dripping blood.

(To be continued.) )