Three quarters.

When the man woke up, he saw a dark and fishy closed space, the walls were black and lightless, only the iron chains in his hands reflected the last trace of vitality left in his chaotic eyes.

The sharp pain struck him the moment he was awake, pouring through the cold and smooth ground into his whole body in an instant, penetrating his limbs and bones, and tearing out his heart and lungs.

Blood stained his black clothes, sticking to the man's skin, sticky and greasy.

The man gritted his teeth and looked around quietly, but he only knocked on the darkness, so he had to give up, he tried to use the qi of the dantian, but he couldn't feel his internal strength.

The last moment in my mind before fainting was the man with a smile on his face stuffing a pill into his mouth.

He thought it was poison.

It turned out that it wasn't.

The man was puzzled, he understood that his internal strength martial arts were invalid, and the knuckles of his right hand that had been stepped on had turned purple, which was also invalid.

But......

He looked down and saw that the deepest wound on his right arm had been hastily bandaged.

Just as his mind was filled with countless thoughts, the iron door facing him was suddenly pushed open, and the heavy voice was particularly clear in this small space.

Squeak –

Breaking the dead silence of this room full of people before dying, in this small space, it is like an elegy played to him in advance.

The pair of black boots stood still in front of the man, the man was frightened, and he raised his head strongly, only to see that the person who came was dressed in a dark robe, and he couldn't see his face clearly under the light, but the anger of the whole body was a familiar trembling.

Meng ...... General Meng. ”

The man's pupils shook, his chapped lips opened and closed, and he muttered.

"The foundation of the body is good, and I woke up in only two hours."

Meng Jinghuai reflected the cold pool, his tone was very light, his face was not happy or angry, he lowered his eyes, staring at the kneeling man on the ground who was chained to his limbs:

"Name."

The man was stunned for a moment, he lowered his eyes, and countless thoughts flashed at the bottom of his eyes, and finally turned into frozen waves:

"Punishment nine."

Meng Jinghuai smiled and looked at him: "The name your master took?" ”

“…… I'm waiting for the nine Dark Guards, and I'm ranked ninth. ”

Xing Jiu held his breath and concentrated, for fear that as soon as the person in front of him finished speaking, Meng Jinghuai would end himself with a luck, and the anger of the person standing in front of him would rush straight to the door in front of him.

He is accustomed to advancing and retreating, and his more than ten years of skills not only can't hurt Meng Jinghuai in the slightest, but Meng Jinghuai doesn't use the blade, and he scraps his martial arts with a snap of his fingers.

Xing Jiu removed the dark color at the bottom of his eyes.

He is now a fish on someone's chopping board, Meng Jinghuai is a knife and a sword, and he is not a fool.

Meng Jing's arms were full of sarcasm, his face remained unchanged, his knuckles moved slightly, and in the next second, all the iron chains bound on Xing Jiu's body broke, and they fell on the smooth masonry slab with a dull and muffled sound, which was extremely heavy.

The voice fell into Xingjiu's ears, and he trembled.

Without the restraint of the iron chain, his body collapsed on the ground as soon as he became weak, and after a half-sound, Xing Jiu gritted his teeth and forced himself to prop up his upper body, looking at the person standing:

"General Meng...... What does this mean? ”

Meng Jing rolled up his sleeves, and swept away all the disgust and irony at the bottom of his eyes, Ling Bo Qingyi, his amber pupils were dark and flowing, and the pool fell in late autumn:

"Where is that corpse and bone hidden by Xue Hewei."

Xing Jiu lowered his eyebrows, and the palm of his left hand shrunk into a fist.

There was no response in the middle of the ring, Meng Jinghuai snorted, the surrounding temperament precipitated, and the chill swelled, he closed the smile on his lips, and Zhang Yuan's eyes were dark:

"Xue Hewei is the person behind him, he is the eldest prince of Nanyue."

Xing Jiu's heart trembled, he raised his head, pursed his lips into a line, and his face was terrified: "We are just secret guards, and we can't contact the superior people on weekdays, and I don't know about them." ”

"Really?"

Meng Jinghuai sighed, the end of the note rose slightly, he lowered his eyelashes, and looked at Xing Jiu's expression completely.

Since ancient times, the secret guards have been dead soldiers, Meng Jinghuai is the first time to encounter this kind of greedy and afraid of death, if he has this kind of secret guard in the Meng family's army, I am afraid that he has died thousands of times under his hands.

Meng Jinghuai was silent, carefully holding Xing Jiu's bloodstained foreign face, and his gaze like a blade and a cold pool saw Xing Jiu's hairs stand on end.

Xing Jiu secretly swallowed the bloody foam in his mouth, and his heart turned a thousand times, and finally condensed into one sentence:

“…… I only know that on the night of Yun Xicheng's rebellion, they talked in the backyard of Xue Mansion until dawn, vaguely...... There was also the sound of earthmoving. ”

As soon as the words fell, he turned his heart sideways, bent down and kowtowed on the ground, and added: "I really don't know the rest, I only know so much, the general spares his life!" ”

He bit his lower lip and pressed his head against the cold brick surface, preparing for death.

For a long time, only a laugh came from his head.

Meng Jinghuai flicked his sleeves and brought shallow fog marks, and his eyes returned to the calm and waveless of an ancient well, hiding all the scorn under the pool:

"You're a very smart one."

Xingjiu's heart fell into place.

He won the bet.

A defeated general, Meng Jinghuai does not kill him, naturally it is useful to keep him, if he gives everything out and has no value, then the next second will be his death.

The sound of Xingjiu's extra-strings, Meng Jinghuai naturally knew.

There are still many things hidden in his mouth.

Meng Jinghuai turned around, his shirt blew across Xingjiu's face, as sharp as a blade, he went out steadily, and when the last touch of his figure was about to melt into the darkness, he said in a cold voice:

"Let's just stay there."

The iron door slowly closed, the dead silence returned to the surroundings, the glimmer of light at the bottom of his eyes faded, Xing Jiu collapsed on the ground as soon as he was weak, he gasped for several breaths before he forced the tremor in his heart down.

Major General Meng of the Yan Dynasty, who moved the Five Kingdoms, really deserves his name.

If he was a person who was close to Emperor Wei and wanted to fight for the city and land, then the other four dynasties would have no power to resist at all.

It's a pity that Meng Jinghuai is not.

Xing Jiu coughed heavily.

Among the things he heard, Meng Jinghuai was a hidden big man.

It is also a shame that Meng Jinghuai is not close to Emperor Wei.

There was silence in Yunxi City, and every house closed its door, only the figures under the moon halo added a bit of fireworks.

Chongshan stretched into a line, counted the money in his hand, and burned the remaining two ingots of paper money on the spot, he stood, watching the fire suddenly rise.

"General, it's almost dawn."

The deputy general not far away looked at the sky and hesitated for a while before he dared to whisper.

Meng Jinghuai stood solemnly, lowered his eyes and looked at the coffin in front of the fire, and after a while, he bent down slightly and exhaled gently.

This is the corpse and bone of Shen Zhihe's biological mother Wei.

The thin figure of blue smoke appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help the light ripple of the moonlight, and the red eyes of the person, and finally he was taken into his arms.

The paper money burned to the ashes, the last bit of fire was extinguished, and the wind blew and rolled up the ashes for a few swirls.

Meng Jinghuai turned around, walked to the deputy general, and said in a deep voice: "Send someone to transport the horse back quickly, don't be lazy, this ...... It is Shen Xiang's side room. ”

His last two sentences were extremely soft and very low.

The adjutant general was at ease, but he didn't show half a point on his face, he understood, and leaned over and saluted: "My subordinates understand." ”

Meng Jinghuai snorted, turned sideways, and after taking a few steps, he slammed suddenly, his eyes flashing in the dark:

"Where's Xie Wuyu?"

The general's heart jumped, and the scene of Xie Wuxuan slamming the door of the house was still vivid.

He lowered his eyes, and the tips of his ears suddenly climbed two reds, but they were hidden by the dark night, and only after half a ring, the deputy general hesitated to open his mouth:

"He said there was something, and then he ...... Went to the Qinglou. ”