Lu Lingchun suppressed his eyes full of sourness, raised his hand and wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

Ning Yu turned around the corners and corners of the main tent.

By the time the general came with the man, Ning Yu was already sitting in front of the desk.

The man was a young man, and he was wearing a ginger costume.

After being escorted in, his hands and feet were still restless. But he's just a guy, no matter how restless he is, can he still earn the general's defense?

The man was forced to fall to the ground and kneel in front of Ning Yu.

Ning Yu condescended to him: "Is it the poison you gave to General Zhao?" ”

Even if she is sick and weak, the momentum on the woman's body is not comparable to ordinary people.

Being able to catch him means that they already have the evidence.

The man didn't struggle anymore.

His fingers grasped the felt carpet on the ground, and his expression was depressed and frightened: "Didn't Wang Ji already know?" ”

Ning Yu fell silent.

She clutched the corner of the table with her hands, and the back of her hands was full of green tendons.

The three words "why" are almost uttered through gritted teeth.

Why......

The man bit his lip.

As a big Jiang soldier, if he had a choice, he naturally wouldn't want to do such a thing!

He was killed.

But he can't say it!

He didn't know it was poison.

After the news of General Zhao's death came, he didn't think too much about it at first, only lamenting the general's untimely death. Later, he heard someone say that General Zhao had been poisoned, and then he remembered the soup he had served to General Zhao that night.

The soup was given to him by a guy from Dajing's side.

There was a war before, and the enemy was killed in the rear, and he was saved by the man, and since then, they have made friends, and they have talked about everything.

Because of an accident, he spilled the soup served to the general, and was annoyed, and had to boil the soup again.

The man said very generously, "That's right, I boiled a lot there, and I gave you a bowl!" ”

He accepted it.

The two armies are now working together, and he doesn't think too much about it.

The general drank the soup in the first morning, and left the camp in the next morning. Then wait for the news to come back, that is, the news that the general died in Shituling.

It is said that the general was bruised and obviously poisoned.

At first, he didn't think much of it, but then somehow he thought about the bowl of soup. He went to the fellow, and the fellow smiled at him, and his smile was very contemptuous and cold, and there was no half of the warmth of the past.

The man dusted off his new robe and said, "You'd better grit your teeth and don't talk nonsense, otherwise, you and your wife, children, and relatives will go to the underworld to reunite." ”

His eyes were torn and he regretted it.

It turned out that from the very beginning, this man was using him, he was a fish on a chopping board, a bird falling into a net.

All the care, all the talk, is just for the sake of clichés, clichés.

And he was fooled.

He sent his weakness to this man, and let him point a knife at his weakness, forcing him, threatening his family, and killing his master.

This man is just a man, and the mutilation of the general must have been ordered by the people above him.

But now, the Lord is dead.

There is no resurrection from the dead.

He could no longer put his wife, children and relatives in danger.

The guy closed his eyes and kowtowed to Ning Yu, "With my skills, I shouldn't just be a guy!" ”

"So, you're going to kill the general?!"

The general standing with his sword beside him was furious and kicked this person's heart.

The man was kicked a foot away.

The body hit the counter by the tent before it could stop. Let's read the book

The heavy bow and feathered arrows on the counter fell and smashed into the man, along with a short knife.

The man grabbed the dagger as soon as he grabbed it.

"Not good! He's going to kill himself!! Lu Lingchun shouted.

Several generals in the tent suddenly pulled their legs and pounced on the man!

However, it was too late.

The man had drawn his knife and slid it down his neck.

When several generals pounced, they were splashed with blood that shot straight out.

The short knife in the man's hand fell to the ground, leaning against the counter, his hand pressed against his neck.

Blood trickled from his fingers like a river.

It's obviously unsavable.

"Commit suicide in front of Hongu." Ning Yu left the case a few times, and her voice was faint, without a trace of emotion: "Are you afraid of revealing something?" ”

"Or, what do you want to protect?"

"Relatives?"

As soon as the word "relative" came out, the person's gradually faint breathing became a little heavier.

Ning Yu smiled, she raised her finger, and said, "Check, after checking out, there is not a single one left in his nine clans." ”

The man was clutching his neck, his eyes were round and staring at Ning Yu, blood was dripping, he was speechless, and his eyes had used all his strength.

Ning Yu stood still in front of him, like an immortal. His plain gaze was lowered, like a god or Buddha in the sky, with compassion from above.

She stared at him, but her words were not cruel.

She said, "If you want to protect it, this palace will kill it." ”

"This palace not only wants to kill them, but also chops them alive and beheads them in half, so that they will die without all their bodies."

"You, you ......"

The man stared at him and fell straight down.

The woman's voice echoed in her ears, "Rip off your clothes and hang the corpse at the camp gate, and let the Sixth Army see who killed General Zhao." ”

The tone is flat, and the expression is flat.

There is not the slightest fluctuation.

What an immortal, that's the devil, it's Shura!

Whether it is stripping clothes or hanging corpses, he deserves it.

But, but, his nine clans are also the people of Da Jiang—

Wang Ji, Wang Ji......

Don't kill them......

The man stretched out his hand, and a bloody hand grabbed the hem of Ning Yu's snow-white skirt.

Ning Yu seemed to understand his thoughts, she looked down at him, looked at the hand that grabbed the hem of her skirt, and said, "You betrayed Da Jiang, you are Da Jiang's sinner, your parents, wife and children, and you are guilty of the same crime." Originally, if you confessed honestly, this palace might be able to protect their lives, but it's a pity that you killed yourself and didn't cooperate with this palace. ”

The bloody hands on the skirt were loosening and drooping......

The man's eyes were not closed. His round eyes looked straight at Ning Yu.

Ning Yu glanced at the corpse lightly, turned around, and a calm voice came: "Drag it down." ”

The general clenched his fists in response and called someone to come in and give orders.

The body was quickly dragged out.

Several soldiers came in with tools to clean the felt carpet and the floor stained with blood.

The general who kicked the person strode up to Ning Yu, pounced, knelt on one knee, hugged his fists and said, "I'm sorry Wang Ji, the last general is guilty!" ”

Ning Yu was puzzled: "What are you guilty of?" ”

"If it hadn't been for the Admiral kicking him, that man wouldn't have hit the counter and wouldn't have killed himself!" The general said, "What he said before is obviously a pretext!" ”

Ning Yu looked at him, "You know it's an excuse, why do you kick him again?" ”

"The last general is not angry for a while! Also...... I didn't expect to kick him there. The general pursed his lips and slammed his forehead to the ground.

Ning Yu's current body does not support her to make such a big move as squatting.

She bent down and patted the general's head, "It's okay. ”