The sound of the tea cup falling to the ground came out, and Shen San hurriedly broke into the tent, "Lord? ”

In the faint candlelight, Meng Yong's cloak was half leaning on the back of the chair, slowing his breath, pinching his eyebrows and asking, "What time is it?" ”

"Just after the ugly time, you have only slept for less than half an hour." Shen San cleaned up the pieces, and stopped talking a little, "You are... Why don't you take a break? ”

Meng Yong shook his head, "What's the news?" ”

"I searched the mountains and nearby for hundreds of miles, but I didn't find anything, although according to the king of Yu, the man's skills were very good, but he was injured and kidnapped, and it was impossible not to leave a trace."

"Unless it's arranged." Shen San paused for a moment, "Peng Liu went to find the exit of the secret passage, maybe there will be clues... The portrait has been passed out, but—"

Meng Yongxiang hadn't woken up yet, and let out a slight "grace", and the end note was raised, which was an inquiry.

Shen San swallowed what he wanted to say, and said, "That person is likely to have fled far away, and the grassland is uniting to invade the realm, not to mention the complicated situation now, and the timing is too sensitive." ”

"We didn't take many people out of the customs in order to conceal it, and if we want to find a needle in a haystack here, I'm afraid that there will be not enough manpower, and besides, you have also read the secret letter in the palace."

"Yongliang's rebellion, the emperor is sorry for you... At this time, you use the secret agent of the Detective Factory, there is no guarantee that he will not-"

Meng Yong interrupted him and said, "Send a message to the family and let them go up to the Tanglu Mountains to meet... Call Xu An together, and send the five princes to the northwest camp for the time being..."

"As for those cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods in the capital, just continue to monitor them first, and wait for me to go back to talk about the rest."

"You..."Shen Sanzhi frowned, blurted out the words he had just swallowed, "Don't you think that the whole thing seems to be wrong?" What if it's a game—"

From the assassination outside Lanxian County, the strangeness of Yongliang's extermination, to the ambush outside the pass, the tomb of the Nalan King, and the secret road...

Meng Yong lowered his eyes slightly, unable to see any expression.

Even a person like Shen San, who is thick-limped, seemed to have noticed something, and he naturally thought of it earlier.

The Nalan clan has been extinct for nearly twelve years, and Canglie has been dormant in secret for so long, the plan must be not small, and kidnapping the king of Chongqing, in addition to slightly disturbing the border pass, seems to be the only thing left-

"It is indispensable to guard against others." Shen San Shen said, "My lord, you have a good relationship with Prince Wu... I don't know that much, do I? The overall situation is important, and there are some dangers that we can't commit. ”

The whole thing led them to Mobei step by step, and at the same time provoked the palace, and now they are almost about to move again.

If this is a game, it will be a killing game intended to uproot them.

Shen San landed on one knee, "My subordinates already have this mouth, not to mention a few more words, not to mention the details of Prince Wu, just to talk about these recently, is it to harm Prince Wu, or..."

Once the suspicion is opened, it is obviously difficult to stop.

Shen San said coldly: "Lan County assassination, let's find out that there are ghosts in our own people, and we will kill Prince Wu; found out that Yongliang and Prince Wu were missing, so you showed up as the commander of the investigation factory to cover up. ”

"The commander of the first army of the King of Chongqing, only to be ambushed when he went out of the customs without permission; The rebellion will be extinguished, and Prince Wu is uncertain about the prophet, so he ran to the northwest camp overnight; You help him save people, and he drugs us. ”

Shen San looked at Meng Yong, who was expressionless, "If you really don't want us to follow, why do you deliberately leave a mark for us later?" It is not so much that someone uses King Yu as bait, but that Prince Wu is the bait. ”

As for whether the bait was being used, or if it was voluntary, or if it was knowingly cooperating with a certain party—

"Get up!" Meng Yong patted him on the shoulder, "Go and pass the message, these things... I have my own plans. ”

Shen San said: "Lord! Jingzhong has clearly stopped too much, and you don't doubt it at all? Prime Minister, Emperor, if they really have murderous intentions and partner with Prince Wu—"

"Whoever taught you this, just listen to it." Meng Yong's eyes were dark, deep and cold, "Go!" ”

Shen San froze and collapsed his shoulders in frustration, "Your subordinates obey orders, you, you still have to rest more." ”

It wasn't until Shen San had been gone for a long time that Meng Yong's back was soaked from nightmares.

It seems like I haven't dreamed in years...

He poured himself another cup of tea, and after a long pause, his palm inadvertently fell on Zhao Chen's bloody clothes, and he paused, thinking about the ominous dream just now.

"The big picture is important, the big picture," he tugged at his thin lips, "I hope more than anyone else that this can be directed and acted by you." ”

But the palpitation in his heart at this time was becoming stronger and stronger from moment to moment-

………

Heaven and earth are terrifyingly red, as if they have been splashed with blood without gaps, revealing the grotesqueness that is different from the human world.

Zhao Chen was surrounded by a group, and he couldn't see the appearance of these people clearly, but he could only feel the piercing malice, and in all directions, as far as the eye could see, they were all people who were vying to kill her first.

Endless, tireless, she would not be allowed to pause for half a breath.

The blood in front of him and the disgusting fishy smell between his nose all became thicker and thicker, and Zhao Chen went from madness to numbness, and finally turned into a mechanical swing of the blade.

She vaguely felt that this should not be the case, but she couldn't remember the cause or who she was at the moment.

The only thought left in my head: kill all these people—

At this time, the murderous intent of the riot was already like substance, enveloping Zhao Chen's whole person, and even his face was covered tightly, only a small piece of his heart still existed.

It was throbbing faintly, gushing with a slight but familiar chill, in the last dying throes of the storm.

It wasn't until the familiarity made Zhao Chen slow down, revealing a moment of dazedness, that the coldness finally came to an end, and at the same time as it was shattered, it suddenly exploded several times.

This piece of heaven and earth shattered like a mirror, and the people around her who kept rushing to kill her dissipated at the same time, and there was not a trace left, and the blood-red fragments were annihilated, and she was also dragged into another place-

Silent, empty, clean and pure white snow.

Zhao Chen was half-kneeling on the ground, his eyes were red, the tip of his nose was still tingling with blood, and he was still holding the cold iron blade in his hand, and the entangled killing intent had not weakened.

But no one here could let her kill, and the killing intent had nowhere to vent, and began to torture her until someone suddenly appeared.

Black Qiu green silk, eyebrows and eyes are confusing, cold and beautiful, with a clean smell like the first snow.

He came up to her, listened to her beastly growl, and said, "Can't help it? Why don't you kill me? ”

Zhao Chen's hand holding the cold iron blade was raised, inch by inch close to his neck, but his hand trembled from weak to violently, and the tip of the knife stopped in his throat, unable to pierce it no matter what.

"What's wrong?" He whispered, "Don't you really want to kill?" ”

Zhao Chen gasped, feeling that his body was about to be torn apart by the killing intent, but the cold iron blade still stopped in his throat, not nearly half an inch.

He said, "I'm alone here, and if you want to kill someone, you can only kill me." ”

Zhao Chen looked at him unconsciously.

I clearly can't recognize him, I can't even remember who I am, and I clearly have killing intent like a knife, but I just can't move my hands.

I don't know how long the stalemate lasted.

Zhao Chen finally couldn't bear the tearing of the killing intent, and suddenly turned the cold iron blade upside down and stabbed it into his heart.