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In other words, King Yan is not stupid, after discovering that the Nan family used an empty carriage to transfer the tiger away from the mountain, he guessed that the Nan family did not actually go south, so the place where the Nan family would go would be the opposite.

The so-called most dangerous place is the safest place, but fortunately, King Yan knows it very well. If the Nan family played this kind of trick with him, then Yanjing would be the first place to be searched.

This time, King Yan did not intend to let go of any possibility, and gave death orders to the officers and soldiers who searched, and these officers and soldiers were so meticulous that they dug into the ground to ensure that even a small corner was unharmed.

Ji Yuan, who was guarding outside the carriage, finally said coldly: "Childe, we will be found if we continue like this." ”

If the kings of the Chen Kingdom were found in the Yan Kingdom, their fate would be even more tragic than that of anyone killed by torture.

Ji Wushuang faced the cool gaze that looked at the red waist, suddenly reached out and pinched her chin, and sneered: "Hong'er, what do you say I will do in this situation?" ”

Redwaist looked at his face, and in all fairness, she couldn't think of a way for him to get out of this situation.

"You can't help it," Redwaist said coldly, "even if you wear a human skin mask, as long as the officers and soldiers find me, they will take you away." ”

Unless Ji Wushuang finds a way to keep the red waist far away, then he and Ji Yuan may still have a chance to get out.

Ji Wushuang's squeezing hand increased, and he smiled darkly: "I know what you want to say, Hong'er, but I won't let you get your wish." ”

Ji Wushuang grabbed the collar of the red waist, threw her into the corner of the carriage, and coldly ordered the outside of the carriage: "Bring the knife in." ”

Ji Yuan's voice was cold, and he said after a while: "Yes." ”

A thin blade slipped through the gap in the carriage door, and Ji Wushuang roughly pulled out the knife, the sharp blade grazing in the palm of his hand.

Redwaist looked at him vigilantly, although she didn't believe that this person would kill her, but looking at the wind blade of the knife, she still couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

Ji Wushuang smiled at the corner of his mouth, the blade was cold, coldly slashed across his palm, and suddenly, blood gushed out, and he saw him slamming down the knife, as if he couldn't bear the pain, clutching the wound tightly, looking at the blood that kept flowing out.

"Are you crazy?" The red waist took a breath of cool air, leaned coldly against the corner and said.

Ji Wushuang raised his scarlet eyes and looked at the red waist: "Soon you will know if I am crazy or not." ”

These scarlet eyes made the red waist have a bad premonition. It's uncomfortable because it's familiar.

The blood that flowed out dripped on the red-waisted skirt, and the red-waisted wanted to dodge, but was grabbed by Ji Wushuang's hand, Ji Wushuang said: "I still remember that when you came the first day, you wore a red skirt, I really miss it." ”

The red waist was a little frightened, Ji Wushuang seemed to be starting to lose consciousness, didn't he already have a disease, and now he looks like this, could it be a recurrence of the old disease?

Then the red waist glanced at Ji Wushuang's arm, and his scalp exploded, because of that arm, the skin suddenly wrinkled together, as if he was many years old in an instant.

This is what it looks like......

The red waist suddenly wanted to break free: "Ji Wushuang, stop it!" ”

Ji Wushuang's eyes were very scarlet, and he could barely see the black pupils, which also made him distinguish himself from normal people again, he licked his tongue when he stared at the red waist, and it was a little bloodshot.

The red waist is now covered in the blood that Ji Wushuang sheds, and some of this blood is excessively bright red, which is like a curse compared to Ji Wushuang's gradually dull and old skin.

Red Waist inhaled cold air: "You are killing yourself at all." ”

Ji Wushuang snorted coldly and shouted outside again, "Ji Yuan, come in." ”

Ji Yuan quickly pushed the door in coldly, just waiting for Ji Wushuang's words, after he came in, Ji Wushuang threw the box containing the mask on him: "Put the mask on this woman." ”

That thin human skin mask, a modified identity mask specially for Ji Wushuang, now he ordered the red waist to wear it.

Ji Yuan showed a cruel sneer: "Yes." ”

The human skin mask was taken out, and Ji Yuan coldly approached the red waist.

The red waist was pinched by Ji Wushuang's arm, and her strange strength made her have no place to hide, and her voice changed color with anger: "Ji Wushuang, you will be discovered sooner or later, since you don't dare to provoke a war now, and you don't dare to let tens of thousands of people in Chen Kingdom fall into the flames of war, why did you do that thing to usurp the throne in the first place?!" ”

I knew why I had to be at the beginning today, if there is no cause of today, how can I have today's results.

Ji Wushuang suddenly clenched his palm, and Ji Yuan took the human skin mask and pressed it hard around the pinna of the red waist, and suddenly, the biting coldness stuck to the skin of the red waist, and the red waist was nauseous for a moment, and there was an eerie feeling that penetrated the limbs.

Ji Wushuang's cold voice sounded: "No matter who you listen to, but obviously you still don't understand, this world has always been able to live in, if I kill King Yan, Yan Kingdom is my final say, and vice versa." ”

Where do these people still have any pity, the red waist and face are cold, and she seems to have no soul of her own after putting a layer of skin.

Maybe these princes and kings all think so, after all, whoever wins the world in the end will write the history of the world, and the defeated people do not have this power, and the glory will still be dim at that time, only in their thoughts.

Ji Wushuang suddenly fell heavily on the chair of the carriage, and when he saw him, Ji Yuan's voice finally carried a trace of emotion: "Childe, you can't bleed anymore, if you continue like this, it will threaten your life." ”

At this time, Ji Wushuang is more than thirty years old, just like the appearance of "Yan Gongzi" underground, although Yan Gongzi is originally an empty talk, non-existent people, they are just phantoms left in this world by King Chen Ji Wujun.

Ji Wushuang's voice was still cold: "Send the pursuers away." ”

Ji Yuan's face was solemn, knelt in front of Ji Wushuang, who had lost the power to resist, and kowtowed. Then he turned around and lightningly clicked on the dumb hole of the red waist, so that the red waist lost the last chance to turn the tables.

Then the carriage was locked from the outside again, and Red Waist and Ji Wushuang were lying together, and the smell of rotten old women exuded from his body made Red Waist feel like he was in a dead grave.

"Why can people like you live?" Red Waist thought to himself.

And Ji Wushuang seemed to be able to read her thoughts from the red-waisted eyes, and smiled coldly: "Either I die, or he dies, and I can live until now, even if the people who are against me are no longer in the world." ”

The fingertips of the red waist did not have any temperature, and after she hanged herself with white silk, fate did not belong to her after she woke up, she went with the flow, and the little evil thought that the Zhao family forced her to marry suddenly became nothing. Compared with the Nine Kings and the person in front of them, they moved their fingers and harmed the lives of tens of thousands of people. And those who died because of it didn't even know the names of the culprits.

This mask made the red waist always have a sense of disgusting, and the door of the vague carriage was finally opened, but it was two strangers who came in, looking at the armor on their bodies, it was naturally King Yan's personal soldiers.

When the soldiers saw Ji Wushuang's face full of wrinkles and death, and then looked at the stiff and sickly face with a straight waist, their eyes showed disgust.

Ji Yuan's voice sounded a little gloomy: "These are my two brothers, both of whom are seriously ill, and I took them to this Yanjing to find Dr. Zhuge for medical treatment." ”

King Yan said impatiently: "Doctor Zhuge has never come forward to see people, and even His Majesty can't ask him, who do you think you are?" ”

Ji Yuan's voice was even more frustrated: "We have no way to survive anymore, so we can only try." ”

"Stupid." The pro-soldier scolded.

One of the soldiers took out the knife he carried with him and flicked the bodies of Ji Wushuang and Red Waist, but neither of them had the strength to dodge. After a while, the soldiers slashed their knives on the wheels of the carriage and secretly said "bad luck".

After the carriage door was closed, Ji Yuan's flat voice sounded outside: "The two officials go slowly. ”

Red Waist knew that there was no hope at all, and her idea of dying together with Ji Wushuang had no chance to come true.

Ji Yuan quickly drove the carriage and ran towards the city gate quickly, those officers and soldiers would not be so easy to dismiss, they might also repeatedly search the places they had checked before, so they had to find a way to do it once and for all.

The carriage galloped for about half an hour before it stopped, and the liver of the red waist was almost jolted and vomited. After stopping, Ji Yuan quickly kicked open the door of the carriage and rushed to Ji Wushuang: "Childe? ”

Ji Wushuang's appearance at this time was very terrifying, and there was no trace of contact with the jade-like son a few hours ago. The next moment, something even more terrifying happened, Ji Yuan did not hesitate to cut his wrist and fed the blood that flowed out to Ji Wushuang.

And Ji Wushuang, as soon as he touched the blood, it was as if he had lost the last bit of humanity in an instant, and only the desire of a beast was left in his scarlet eyes, almost biting Ji Yuan's wrist and gnawing it.

The red waist was eroded by a thin layer of cold sweat, and the smell of blood and carrion next to her made her five organs pull together, it was the disgusting taste in her flesh and blood, and this smell didn't even know when it would end.

She unconsciously curled up into a shrimp, retching constantly, but she couldn't vomit anything.

Ji Yuan just gave the red waist a cold look, and continued to stare at Ji Wushuang, Ji Wushuang's brutality made him look like a mad lion throughout, and Ji Yuan was such a fierce person, his face seemed to begin to turn slightly pale. But he was able to grit his teeth and not move his arms at all, so he let Ji Wushuang suck his life.

This is probably the case with all the foolish loyalists in history.

Finally, Ji Wushuang stopped, his eyes were bright red as if they were dyed with blood, but the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually opened up a cold arc.

Ji Yuan was still not at ease: "Childe, your subordinates can still hold on, you can take another sip." ”

Ji Wushuang pushed Ji Yuan's hand away, slowly sat up from the chair, and brushed his fingers over the blood droplets at the corners of his mouth.