During his questioning, Chen Long fainted due to excessive blood loss and collapsed into Wang Zhu's arms.

The consciousness of fainting was sober, and it turned out that the executioner who slaughtered the villagers of Chenjia Village turned out to be Turkic.

……

Capital.

The sky was slightly bright, and Jiang Zebei was aroused by Xuanwu.

Listening to the other party's anxious voice, he thought of Chenjiacun for the first time, and his premonition was very bad.

"Young master, Chenjia Village was slaughtered, and only a small number of villagers survived."

Xuanwu's throat was a little tight, and after speaking, he secretly looked at the young master's expression.

The more I saw his face calm, the more uneasy I became.

Jiang Zebei lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand and pulled the clothes on his body, because of Xuanwu's sudden warning, he only wore a coat in his middle coat.

"What else?"

The very calm and deep voice made Xuanwu sweat on his forehead.

The young master may not know the monstrous anger that swirls around him, and the killing intent of the powerful aura.

"And Chen Qishan's parents were all killed, and the Chen Long family next door to the Jiang family escaped, not only that, but he also saved some people with a few men in the village, otherwise all the villagers of Chenjia Village would be slaughtered by the Turks."

Jiang Zebei's expression changed suddenly, the corners of his lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were gloomy.

He stepped forward, "Say it again!" ”

After hearing that the village chief's family was dead, Jiang Zebei couldn't imagine that Chen Qishan knew about it.

Xuanwu had no choice but to lower his voice and repeat what he had just said.

"Bang...... Syllable! ”

Jiang Zebei didn't control it, stretched out his hand and waved, and the table and chair that he was competing with were knocked to the ground by a burst of internal force to release the wind blade, and the tea sets on the table were all thrown to the ground.

has always been handsome and bewitching, and this matter is full of gloomy wind and rain, "Can the Turks leave?" ”

"In another half an hour, the Turkic envoy will leave Beijing."

Xuanwu lowered his eyes respectfully and replied, and he had a conjecture in his heart.

"Kill! Don't let any of them leave Xiliang alive! ”

"Subordinates obey!"

"Passing Bai Yin to come, there will be Prime Minister Zhu Cheng, and Young Master Yu ......"

"Yes!"

……

Chen Baozhu has been dying in the dungeon of the General's Mansion, unable to see with both eyes, and covered with wounds of all sizes.

She couldn't even be unconscious in this great pain.

The dungeon was unclean, and occasionally rats, insects, and ants crawled on her, causing a second source of pain to the wound.

Just when Chen Baozhu was about to faint, the chain of the dungeon where she was opened, and someone walked in.

She listened to the footsteps and there was more than one person.

Those people walked in as quickly as they went, pulled up Chen Baozhu, who was paralyzed on the ground, and dragged him out directly.

Everything that followed was like a nightmare for Chen Baozhu, falling into hell.

I thought she had tasted the taste of being worse than death before.

But the next peeling and bone-pulling, a thousand cuts, made her understand what real hell is.

In the dungeon of the mansion, a miserable and crazy scream of pain sounded, until the sound slowly died down.

It's not that Chen Baozhu is dead, but that she has no strength to be tortured.

In the general's mansion, people stepped in one after another, and these people were all officials in the DPRK notified by Xuanwu.

Except for Taishi Yu, who is the head of the hundred officials, as long as the officials who have a foothold in the court are here, and they all belong to the Jiang family.

Jiang Zebei summoned everyone in the study, the door was kept closed, and the atmosphere in the room was very tense.

Especially when they first learned that Chen Qishan and a pair of parents died, Zhu Ziyue and Yu Shijie's faces sank immediately.