Probably because the hatred in her eyes was too strong, Xiao Jingchen's hand holding her loosened slightly, and the other party got a chance.

The next moment, Zhao Huangge suddenly pushed him away, pulled a half-burned branch with his backhand, straightened up from the ground, and hit him!

The night was thick, the firelight was flickering, and as the two of them fought, the dead branches and leaves and dust on the ground were swept up, and the shadows were stretched and twisted, as if the ghosts had broken through the ground.

Xiao Jingchen dodged the branch in her hand, and the depression in her eyes became thicker and thicker.

Now she overlaps with that night, this person, really wants him to die!

Whatever the reason, the conclusion is the same.

The facts are irrefutable and irrevocable, such an uncontrollable factor......

Xiao Jingchen avoided her killing move, shook a little, and with the action of retreating, raised his hand to hit the small stone at her wrist!

"Hmm......"

Zhao Huangge was in pain, and the branch in his hand fell to the ground instantly, and Xiao Jingchen also seized the opportunity at this time, clamped her arm, and after cutting it back, pressed her to the tree.

Zhao Huangge had a wound on his shoulder, hitting the rough bark, and immediately sweated in pain.

Xiao Jingchen now had no intention of pity for Xiangxiang and cherished the jade, so he casually tore off the strip of cloth that wrapped his wound, and raised his hand to tie her wrists.

After that, he grabbed her by the back of the neck and carried her back to the campfire and sat down.

Zhao Huangge struggled all the way, but unfortunately the back of his neck was choked, his hand was extremely strong, she felt that her neck hurt when she resisted, such a fragile neck was covered by the man's palm, as if it could be easily broken.

The situation is stronger than people.

She gritted her teeth and was pushed back, staring at him with eyes like a beast.

If eyes can kill, Xiao Jingchen is afraid that he has been delayed by her eight hundred times.

It's a pity that the eyes can't.

The man sat next to her, her hands were tied behind her back, and she was suppressed by him at this time, but her expression was not cowardly: "Xiao Jingchen, you are guilty of the following crimes!" ”

These words, she gritted her teeth, and she ended up in such a situation, and the deterrence in her expression was half a lot.

It's a pity that Xiao Jingchen just glanced at her coldly and said, "So what?" ”

In this sweeping wilderness, except for the two of them, they have never even met birds and beasts, whether he dies or she dies, he just throws himself into the river, and then he acts unconscious, he can clearly clear his guilt.

Realizing this, Zhao Huangge's heart suddenly sank.

As she thought, he wanted to kill her, too!

Zhao Huangge looked vigilant, and Sen Ran looked at him: "What do you want?" ”

Xiao Jingchen stared at her coldly, his eyes without any emotion, as if he was looking at a dead thing.

Zhao Huangge finally realized the danger and couldn't kill him, she might also explain it here!

Thinking of this, she regretted it for a while, knowing that she couldn't kill him today, she should have disguised it at that time.

Hatred had clouded her mind, and it was too late to regret it now.

Zhao Huangge was annoyed in his heart, and he quickly turned his thoughts, trying to find a solution.

Who knows, but he heard Xiao Jingchen open his mouth first.

"Let's talk."

At this point, Xiao Jingchen calmed down a lot, looking at the person in front of him indifferently, his voice was full of coolness.

Hearing his words, Zhao Huangge was slightly surprised.

What does this man say, that he wants to talk to her?

Seeing her look at herself in surprise, Xiao Jingchen leaned back, and his back was against a tree.

His body was already exhausted at the end of the crossbow, and his face was not visible at all.

The same is true for Zhao Huangge.

Her hands were tied, and although she was not suppressed by Xiao Jingchen at this time, she actually knew that she had reached her limit.

The two of them competed with each other, one with a calm face and the other with a vigilant expression, and neither of them would expose their weaknesses.

In the end, it was Zhao Huangge who opened his mouth first and asked in a dumb voice, "What are you talking about?" ”

As long as he didn't kill her right away, then she still had a chance.

The Buddha's robe was a fine fabric, and it didn't hurt to bind her hands, but unfortunately he didn't know what knot to tie, so she couldn't struggle.

Zhao Huangge tried to unbuckle his hands behind his back, but Xiao Jingchen suddenly spoke: "The princess already knew that Murong Zhong raised private soldiers. ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Huangge's hand paused slightly, suddenly raised his head, and stared at him vigilantly: "What did you say?" ”

Xiao Jingchen clenched his fingers, he wanted to turn the Buddha beads, but he realized that the Buddha beads had been lost a long time ago.

So the man's hand let go again, and his voice returned to its previous coldness: "Murong Zhong raised private soldiers, and the princess knew the news, so she used the poor monk as a game to lure the enemy to reveal his flaws." ”

As one of the four great families, the Murong family, and the current old Taijun is the emperor's aunt, such a family mixed with huge interests, even if it is found out that he has raised private soldiers, under the emperor's anger, it may not make the Murong family hurt his bones.

However, if one of oneself dies, it is different.

He is the national teacher of North Vietnam, born Buddha, and admired by all the people of North Vietnam.

If he died under the sword of the Murong family, the ministers and the people would not agree.

Not to mention......

He is still a member of the Xiao family.

Even if he has cut off the red dust, he still has the blood of the Xiao family in his bones.

If he died, how could the Xiao family give up?

He thought about it for a long time, and only this one reason made sense.

Zhao Huangge might as well say such a remark, but the vigilance in his expression gradually dissipated.

Now that she can't kill him, she is controlled by others, and in such a situation, she naturally can't be tough anymore.

Her chance was gone, if she had a knife in her hand at the time......

But there is no if, she is now under the control of Xiao Jingchen, and she can only deal with him.

What's more, he also gave her a perfect answer.

Even if it was a mistake, it did not prevent Zhao Huangge from taking advantage of the trend.

She lowered her eyes, suppressed the anger in her heart, and asked with a chuckle: "The national teacher has already guessed, but he wants to complete this palace?" After all, this is the well-being of all peoples. ”

When she said this, she raised her eyes to look at Xiao Jingchen.

clearly gave birth to a calculating heart, but a pair of extremely clear eyes.

Rao is Xiao Jingchen has seen this person's sweet-mouthed sword and ruthlessness, but when he bumps into such a look, he has to admit that his vigilance will still be reduced.

He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, looking at her with a smile: "Does the princess think that the poor monk is a three-year-old child?" ”

Zhao Huangge wanted to clean up Murong Zhong, who was raising private soldiers, indeed for the people of North Vietnam;

Yu Gong, she did this, Xiao Jingchen didn't feel wrong.

But he knew that the truth of the matter was more than that.

She is still selfish.

The assassination of that night and today's game, the undisguised hatred and murderous intent in her eyes, definitely have a deeper reason.

She hated him, so hated that she had to kill him, which made Xiao Jingchen a little confused.

In fact, he doesn't really care about people's opinions of himself, but Zhao Huangge's identity, if he doesn't handle it well, it will be a little tricky for him in the future.

Today, the saint is in weak health, and he had a deep conversation with himself more than a month ago.

If the mountain collapses one day, Guozuo can only rely on the young son, but the fourth prince is only seven years old......

Xiao Jingchen looked at the person in front of her, could it be that she knew about her conversation with the emperor, for fear that he would become an obstacle to her in the future, so she made the first move?

Zhao Huangge didn't know what he was thinking, but when he saw the precaution and vigilance in his expression, he chuckled in his heart.

"What are you doing looking at Hongu like this?"

Hearing Zhao Huangge's words, Xiao Jingchen retracted his gaze and said lightly: "The poor monk has something unclear, can the princess help the poor monk solve his doubts?" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Huangge sneered and asked disdainfully: "The national teacher has no last resort, and this palace is afraid that it will not be able to solve the confusion in your heart." ”

"That knot is a vajra knot, and it can't be untied by a poor monk."

When he said this, he added indifferently: "The night is dark, and the search will only be more difficult, and if the rescue goes well, it will be about dawn." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Huangge was stunned at first, and even gritted his teeth a little.

In other words, if she didn't tell the truth, he planned to tie her up all night!

This person is threatening her?!

For the first time in two lifetimes, she found that Xiao Jingchen's shamelessness was above her own cognition.

She took a deep breath and sneered: "You say, what questions do you want this palace to answer and solve any doubts." ”

The coldness in Zhao Huangge's words was undisguised, Xiao Jingchen didn't care, he straightened his sleeves, even if he was leaning against the tree, his body was sitting upright.

When he looked at Zhao Huangge, his eyes were even clearer: "Poor monk, but you are in the way of the princess?" ”