Murong Yue glanced at Gao Ruqing coldly, and he knew that this woman would not be simple.

But he didn't give an order immediately, nor did he speak immediately, he just wanted to see what Murong Chong would do next.

And Yang Ding quietly watched everyone's every move on the side, the bigger the matter, the more inextricable it became, the more ecstatic he became. His blood-soaked pupils became more and more scarlet, and no one knew how many people's lives were implicated in the red of that murderous intent.

Murong Chong and Murong Yue are already tense, so let him pour another fire of destruction on the Yan clan.

He squinted at the two guards, then raised his voice, "They don't dare to say it, so I might as well say it." ”

Murong Yue looked at Yang Ding, he deliberately procrastinated before, but now he opened his mouth quickly, although he didn't know what medicine he was selling in the gourd, but he subconsciously felt that he would not say anything that disappointed him.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Ding, and all the nervousness was waiting for his next sentence.

Murong Chong once again glanced at the treasure knife hanging on the screen by Murong Yue, and there was still a trace of hesitation in his heart.

Song Ling's heart suddenly panicked, she unconsciously looked at Murong Chong, and then followed his gaze to the hanging knife.

Instantly, she understood his intentions.

Although it was only a short second, her heart was full of mixed feelings that she had never had, even if Murong Chong was just a momentary thought, just a trace of hesitation, he also put her safety above thousands of troops, before life and death.

At this time, she really had some regrets, if it weren't for the urgency of the situation at that time, she wouldn't have had time to think of a perfect way, so rashly came out to blame Yang Xue, which brought him such a big crisis and difficulty.

She looked at Murong Chong with a pulse, and he also looked at her, and the moment their eyes met, too many words seemed redundant, because each other knew too well what they were thinking in their hearts.

She shook her head at him again, only this time, more determined.

For her alone, abandon 8,000 horsemen, abandon the hegemony of the country, it's not worth it!

Fenghuang, we have come all the way to today, how many hardships, how much blood has not dried, how many undead have not died, for these, for everyone, the road you have worked so hard to build cannot be destroyed today.

Murong Chong looked at her, the time was very short, but it seemed like a century of deep thought, his brows were deeply tightened, and his clenched fist gradually loosened.

Ah Ling, I'm not strong enough to truly protect you!

"Yang Ding, don't say it soon! This king is running out of patience! Murong Yue urged with some impatience.

Yang Ding glanced at Murong Chong, then at Song Ling, and then fixedly, "What I see is Song Ling!" ”

"It's Song Ling!"

For a long time, the room was silent, and it was terrifyingly quiet, except for the sound of the wind whistling through my ears.

Everyone was thinking carefully about what to do next.

After saying this, Yang Ding didn't have the pleasure he was expecting, but felt a trace of guilt towards Song Ling inexplicably.

****

Bao Jin had a dagger in his chest, and the whole person fell in a pool of blood, and the blood that kept gushing out flowed down the corners of the tattered clothes to the ground, and soon merged into a sea of blood with overwhelming momentum.

"Baojin!"

The shocking red made Yang Ding's heart-rending cry stuck in his throat.

As if he had gone mad, he pounded the door of the cell with all his might, wishing to break the lock with a punch, even if his tendon broke. The flesh on his fist had been scraped open by sawdust, and it was stained with blood.

Baojin's face was already pale, and the large amount of blood loss had made her no longer able to mention the arrogance and nobility of the past.

"Brother Ding, I'm afraid I'm going to die here......"

"No, it won't! No, it won't! Yang Ding shouted hoarsely, his heart hurting as if it was about to crack.

"I, I miss my father so much, I miss Chang'an ...... so much"

"You hold on, I swear, I will send you back to Chang'an safely!"

Bao Jin struggled to look at him, but the heaviness of her eyelids gradually blurred her vision.

"I, I can't leave......" There was blood gushing out of her mouth, and the bright eyes and teeth had been stained red with blood, with the color of death, desolate and lonely.

"I hate it...... I hate it! Baojin didn't even have the strength to say a word, and the pain that crusted her heart and bones was something that her golden body couldn't bear.

However, she still has a lot of things to do, and a lot of revenge has not been avenged!

She is unwilling!

"I hate, Murong Chong! Hate...... Song Ling! ”

"He's always there, using me...... And I ......" Speaking of this, her tears could not be suppressed, mixed with blood, and the fishy taste was like the sorrow of love.

"Baojin!"

"Brother Ding, I am the last, please ...... One thing ......"

"I say yes!" Yang Ding replied without hesitation.

"You, you must, tell Murong Chong, tell my father, tell me, the whole world ......"

"Yes, Song Ling, kill me......"

Bao Jin's hand slipped from his chest and landed in a pool of blood, and there were still fragments of the jade flute in his slightly closed hand.

Yang Ding really remembers, it was when she was in Pingyang, Murong Chong gave her the jade flute.

Later, in order to drive away Song Ling, Baojin deliberately broke the jade flute, but he didn't know that even the fragments of the jade flute were still treasured by her as if she were holding a treasure.

However, there are some things, even if you work hard and exhaust your life's strength, when you pass away, you still can't hold it tightly.

"Come on! Fast! ”

"Someone's coming!"

In the end, only Yang Ding's desperate cry was left, echoing for a long time in the damp and dark prison cell.

****

Murong Yue's eagle eyebrows spread out suddenly, and there was a sly sly smile in the corners of his wrinkled eyes. He was quite satisfied with Yang Ding's answer.

"Yang Ding! Don't talk about it! When Murong Hong heard Song Ling's name, he was already furious, and he raised his fist again to hit Yang Ding.

"Stop!" Murong Yue shouted.

Compared with Murong Hong's impulsiveness, he looked at Murong Chong again, not only did he not open his mouth to defend Song Ling, but he was even calmer without a trace of emotion, and even the slight nervousness just now faded.

Which is higher and which is lower, immediately clear.

Murong Yue suddenly sighed inexplicably, he seemed to have chosen the wrong person back then. I thought that Murong Hong was simple-minded and easy to control, but he couldn't even do the most basic emotions and moods.

Supporting such a monarch, how to win people's hearts, how to make his subordinates bow.

He glanced at Gao Gai and Su Qinchong again, although Gao Gai was no different from usual, he clearly saw the disdain for Murong Hong in the corner of Su Qinchong's eyes.

What was even more unexpected to him was that Murong Conflict stepped forward and took the initiative to ask for Song Ling to be punished.

"Uncle Huang, although Song Ling is my subordinate, but now that the human and material evidence points to her, there is no doubt that she killed Princess Baojin." Speaking of this, Murong Chong did not look at Song Ling, but glanced at Murong Hong, who was very anxious on the side, and then said, "Please also ask the prince to punish him as soon as possible to show fairness." ”

After Murong Chong finished speaking, everyone was dumbfounded.