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The Desert Rose was a strong poison of the mouth they had ever come into contact with, and the most important thing was that it was not good to die, and the toxin in the air alone was even more terrible than the most powerful poison they could imagine.

The group of soldiers was already colorless, and the Nine Kings were sitting in the tent at the moment, but they didn't look like a highly poisonous person in their bodies, he used a fan against the fortress point of the defense map, and slowly asked, "Who is going?" ”

Before, it was only a hundred dead soldiers, and no one was willing to send them to death, but now they are dead or not, but we have to see if there are any people in this group who retreat.

Someone lifted his face with blood sores that had not recovered just now and said, "...... I'll go. ”

The Nine Kings smiled: "Who else?" ”

A voice trembled: "We went to the fortress passage, what if we leave the range of the toxin, and we are dissolved?" ”

Speaking of being transformed, there was a dead silence in the tent.

The Nine Kings looked at them slowly and said, "It's not outside the ten-mile boundary, and even if there is, you have to go." Because this task is carried out by the dead soldiers. ”

To be honest, it is better to fight and die with the enemy than to be melted into a puddle of rotten flesh by the bones and water, and it is not merciful to die a happy death.

The people laughed worse than they cried: "We know that we will die like a human being." ”

The Nine Kings smiled and looked at them: "The general died in a hundred battles, this should have been your best destination. ”

It's better to start from what army in the first place, if you want to eat together, you must have the consciousness of paying the price, there is no place in this world where you can eat and wait for death.

The red-waisted and white-faced coachman walked outside, and she said, "That middle-aged Confucian didn't show up last night. ”

In all fairness, she felt a little surprised, and even thought that the military advisor should have appeared among the people who had escaped last night, which was in line with his greed for life and fear of death.

The white-faced coachman's voice was cold and hard: "You can't look at the surface when you look at people, it's easy to disguise." ”

Redwaist looked at him, she didn't know if the man was disguised, but, "I'll know when I see what his letter says." ”

The white-faced coachman discussed with the red-waisted waist, and asked the white-faced coachman to "let go" for the red-waisted this time, with this help, it is much easier to do things. At least no matter how "deaf and clear" the red waist is, it can't compare to the ears and ears of the white-faced coachman.

So the two agreed, and began to walk towards the tent where the middle-aged Confucian was.

The tent was pale blue, which was even more strange at first glance, as if it had not moved since they had been alarmed by deserters in the middle of the night. It's just that at that time, the excessive noise covered it up, and no one distracted themselves from their extra energy to look at it.

Redwaist thought for a moment and said, "This person doesn't seem to have shown up since yesterday. ”

So is he still in the tent all the time, the two glanced at each other, and the white-faced coachman said coldly: "There is no one in the tent." ”

Because it is very quiet, even if the "military division" is inside, it makes people can't figure out the reason. According to Redwaist's description, there are too many abnormalities in this person. And yesterday when it was time to appear, this man didn't come out.

Red Waist said, "You go and seduce it." ”

The white-faced coachman looked unkind, but he still reached out and buckled his waist, and for a moment he saw that there was something more in his fingernails.

Before the red waist could take a closer look, the white-faced coachman threw the thing out with internal force and struck it on the periphery of the tent.

This method is the same as before the red waist.

But after a few moments, the tent was still as quiet as ever. The white-faced coachman listened carefully, and a normal person would definitely react when he heard a movement outside the door, but it was too quiet in the tent, as he said, it didn't look like someone was hiding inside.

The white-faced coachman could only look at the red waist: "Only you go and see with your own eyes." ”

Redwaist knew that this kind of thing couldn't run away from her, and the more dangerous the place, the more she was, she took a deep breath, tiptoed close to the pale blue tent, and pricked up her ears to listen, as if there was really no movement.

She was puzzled, but she didn't dare to relax her carelessness, and walked around the door step by step, and circled around the door several times before she was ruthless, and her fingers carefully lifted the corner of the tent.

Look inside through the gap.

The tents are in full view, and there really is no one?? Redwaist felt that luck was unreal, because she deliberately walked around the crowd outside, and did not find the figure of this middle-aged Confucian man, so she guessed that he did not leave the tent. But at this moment, the tent was actually empty.

Redwaist inhaled again, glanced in the direction of the white-faced coachman, and gestured.

The white-faced driver said yes and didn't move in place.

So far, the cooperation between the two has been quite good, the red waist suppressed his breath, raised his hand to open the tent, and dodged in.

Out of vigilance, the first thing she did when she went in was to search the corners of the tent, but there was really no one. Really thinking about something, Redwaist almost suspected that he had gone lucky.

But without further ado, she hurried around to the desk and skillfully searched for the book where the letter was hidden.

The book was found, but she opened it, and there was no letter.

She rubbed almost every page with her fingers, and there was still no letter, when was the letter no longer in the book.

Red Waist felt a little unconfident, her palms were sweaty, and after a while, she gave up the book. At first, he hoped to be somewhere else, but several books on the table were emptied, and it seemed that he was going to let the red waist go away.

The red waist brought all the development potions over, and now he actually has everything, without this key east wind. She couldn't help but wonder if the middle-aged Confucian had discovered something and would take the thing away, and he had lost his trace at such a critical time, could it be that he had "escaped"?

But the red waist remembered the toxin in the air, and still dispelled this thought, if the middle-aged Confucian escaped outside, and found that something was wrong, he would definitely come back, such a person really did not have the temperament to die generously.

The red waist pressed her hand on the edge of the table, she didn't care about it, but she felt as if there was a wind blowing in her palm, a little bit, not an illusion.

The red waist immediately let go of his hand and looked down, the edge of the hand just now looked nothing abnormal, but it seemed that there was a crack in the edge, and the cool breeze flowed out of the gap.

The red-waisted girl would not let go of the slightest clue, she immediately squatted down, stared at the crack boy and studied it carefully, but unfortunately did not study anything. And when it comes to the crack of the table, why does it feel like the wind blowing, this table is obviously tightly sealed.

Thinking of this, the red waist groaned, she understood that things that fit tightly will naturally not produce wind, and even if there are gaps, the generation of wind must have a source.

A thought flashed through me, the secret passage?

The red waist almost opened suddenly, and walked around the table a few times again, but unfortunately she couldn't see the clue with her eyes, but she pressed her hand to the gap, yes, it was the wind, cool, and the same feeling as outside.

She immediately made a decision, ran to the door of the tent in three steps and two steps, and waved at him when she stared at the white-faced coachman who was still standing in the distance.

The white-faced coachman didn't know why, so he was summoned by her.

After entering the tent, Redwaist led him directly to the table and pointed to the gap, "Look at the gap." ”

The white-faced coachman looked at the red waist, and finally walked over and stared twice at the gap. After that, his eyes froze, and he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the gap, obviously feeling the wind that the red waist said.

The white-faced coachman's expression changed slightly: "There is a secret passage down here." ”

Only secret passages will be ventilated.

Red Waist was a little excited: "I didn't find out where the mechanism was just now, I suspect that it was dug by myself in the barracks." ”

The white-faced coachman shook his head: "Not necessarily. ”

As he spoke, he found it, and when it came to this kind of experience in the rivers and lakes, even if the white-faced coachman lost his memory, he could still be a red-waisted ancestor.

A moment later, the white-faced coachman lived up to his expectations, and tapped his fingers lightly on a dark grid on the ground, only to hear a loud bang, and the table cracked in the middle, revealing a cavern that could be half a man high.

Red waist nervous: "What is it?" ”

The white-faced coachman carefully surveyed the perimeter of the cave, and the gust of wind was more pronounced, and the breath of the wind was pure, and the secret passage should be safe in this situation. But no one could guarantee it, so he unsheathed his knife and poked into the cavern, hearing the sound of the scabbard hitting the rock wall, but he didn't notice anything else.

Neither of them could make up their minds and couldn't go down, looking at the appearance of the white-faced coachman, his eyes narrowed, as if he was going to find out.

Red Waist immediately said: "I think we should go first, you have the best skills, but in case there is some mechanism or something in there, trapping you." There is no bargaining chip around the prince to hold these people hostage, anyway, we have already discovered the secret passage, so we should discuss with the prince in the long run. ”

The white-faced coachman looked at her, his eyes were deep, and for a person like him, it might be more attractive to explore the unknown. However, the red waist analysis is also very reasonable.

After a while, the white-faced coachman withdrew his knife and said, "I'll go and tell the prince that you have set up this place." ”

The two quickly closed the secret passage, and the red waist looked at the desk, which was immediately restored to the way it was remembered, and then the white-faced coachman asked, "Didn't find the secret letter?" ”

Redwaist paused, and said his guess: "I suspect that this person ran away from the secret passage with the letter. ”

This is the most plausible guess at the moment, reasonable and even seamless.

But the two looked at each other, and the white-faced coachman said slowly: "If this person is really the spy you said, and found that the letter was turned over, for fear of being disposed of, he left first." It also seems to make sense. ”

But both of them followed the Nine Kings all the way through the level, and the more this kind of thing made sense, they both felt very mysterious. Mainly, the red waist stubbornly felt that the middle-aged Confucian did not have this kind of scheming.

Otherwise, he only needs to pretend a little and give advice a few times, and it will not be so easy to suspect him of being incompetent as a military advisor. On a higher level, he can unconsciously lead Wei Ziying and this group of soldiers to their own destruction.

So the two tacitly decided to pretend not to know about it in advance.

Redwaist stood up from the table and said calmly; "But there is one thing that can definitely be done, I am going to tell Wei Ziying that his military master is gone."