Because it was a massacre, it wouldn't be too long, or too fast.

Looking at the six or seven corpses lying in a pool of blood, Qiu Mo's face was finally completely covered with fear, and while Zhang Mochen was not paying attention, he turned into a puff of smoke and ran towards the door, but the huge copper lock also locked the last hope, which was really a cocoon.

Desperately pulling the lock, Qiu Mo almost bit his mouth, however, the footsteps of the Grim Reaper came again, although he stepped on the ground, it made his heart resonate, and every time the footsteps landed, his heart would also beat violently.

Turning around violently, cowering at the threshold, Qiu Mo's face was like ashes, before today, he never dreamed that he would be planted in the hands of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

"Little, little brother, there is something to say, there is something to say. Qiu Mo waved his hands desperately, because his voice was a little slurred by fear.

Walking in front of Qiu Mo's eyes, he inserted Wu Feng heavily, and the heavy bluestone slab ground immediately extended dense cracks around with the sword blade as the center, Zhang Mochen slowly squatted down and touched the tip of his nose.

"What's a good way to put it?"

"I—I'll tell you everything I know, as long as, as long as the little brother lets me go. Although he is ruthless, he is a literati after all, Zhang Mochen wants to kill himself, it will not be much more difficult than crushing an ant, Qiu Mo's psychological defense line has completely collapsed.

Bowing his head slightly, wiping the blood on his chest, Zhang Mochen said lightly: "It depends on whether what you say is valuable or not." ”

"Gan Long!" Qiu Mo replied urgently, "Gan Long's true identity is the third son of Hongyan, the lord of the Flowing Fire Country, he has secretly cultivated more than a hundred dead soldiers over the years, I can help you dig them all out." ”

His eyes drooped, his fingers were scribbling back and forth on the ground, and Zhang Mochen was obviously not satisfied with Gan Long's first piece of information.

"Also, also, High Priest, yes, High Priest, for so many years, he has been using the power in his hands to enrich himself, and to outsiders, he seems to be a clean official with clean sleeves, but in fact, he is the biggest moth in the Manyue Kingdom. Seeing that Zhang Mochen didn't buy it, Qiu Mo said urgently.

As an old fox, Qiu Mo is really worthy of the four words 'old treacherous and cunning', and he is all on this, and he is still thinking about avoiding the important and passing the test in confusion, but unfortunately, he is facing Zhang Mochen.

Slowly getting up, Zhang Mochen raised his head and sighed slightly, and at the same time pulled up the bladeless rub that was deeply inserted into the ground, "I think you are the biggest moth in the Manyue Kingdom!"

"Don't, don't!" Qiu Mo knelt and climbed two steps, almost hugging Zhang Mochen's thighs, "I said, I said! I do have a personal relationship with Hongyan, if I can help him, when Gan Luo is killed, he promises that I will be the new lord of the Manyue Kingdom." ”

Showing the hole cards, it is equivalent to losing the last bargaining chip, Qiu Mo sat down on the ground after speaking, his breath was extremely sluggish, however, the interrogation was obviously not over, and Zhang Mochen's cold voice sounded again.

"How can I help him?"

Seeing Zhang Mochen break the sand pot and ask the end, Qiu Mo glanced up, but soon drooped down again, in front of this black-clothed young man, his scheming to survive could not play any role, and only by telling the truth could he have a chance to live.

"Tonight, on the fourth watch, with the torch moving around three times as a sign, I opened the north gate and let them in. ”

Inserting Wufeng into the ground again, Zhang Mochen turned around and walked towards the table, took a sip of the water cup, turned his back to Qiu Mo and asked, "If I remember correctly, the Storm Fortress has a total of three gates, the North Gate, the Middle Gate and the South Gate, why did you choose the North Gate?"

Looking at the black sword with the tip of the sword on the ground, and then at the back of the person who was drinking water with his back to him, a trace of murderous aura flashed in Qiu Mo's originally decadent old eyes, and at the same time, his right hand quietly touched his chest, but the handle of the dagger had just been exposed, and Zhang Mochen's cold words came again.

"If you want to die, take it out!"

Hurriedly put the dagger back on his chest, Qiu Mo's face was extremely frightened, could it be that this kid opened his eyes on the back of his head? At that moment, he was shocked in his heart and completely gave up resistance.

"The middle gate and the south gate both lead directly to the city, but the north gate is connected to a martial arts field, and if you want to reach the city, you need to pass through it and pass through the other side of the martial arts field, because the strength of the Manyue Kingdom is limited, and the location of the north gate is not conducive to attacking the city, and the defense force there is relatively weak. ”

Nodding, still not turning around, Zhang Mochen did not continue to ask on this topic.

"Even if tonight is as you wish, do you think Hongyan will really keep his promise?"

Zhang Mochen's sudden question made Qiu Mo slightly stunned.

Since ancient times, kings and villains, especially in the face of power, they can't allow anyone to touch their interests, once Manyue is breached, will Hongyan really hand over this country to himself? I'm afraid that even if it is handed over to himself, it is nothing more than a puppet!

After being stunned for a long time, a touch of self-deprecation welled up on Qiu Mo's decadent face.

Protector of the country, one person under ten thousand people, as an official to do this part, it can be said that the glory of the ancestors, but unfortunately, the power has dizzed his mind, Qiu Mo, who was awakened by Zhang Mochen's words, is very sure that the moment the fire army breaks through the city gate is when his Qiu Mo's head hits the ground, if he is Hongyan, will he reuse a traitor who eats inside and out?

"Hey......!"

Leaning on the door frame, Qiu Mo raised his head and sighed, the power he desperately pursued was a phantom moon in the water in the end, he regretted, he hated, but unfortunately, there was no regret medicine in the world.

Putting down the water glass, Zhang Mochen slowly turned around and walked over, looked at Qiu Mo, who was in despair, and shook his head helplessly. There is a saying that it is still permissible for heaven to do evil, and it is impossible for man to live if he does evil.

pulled out Wufeng again, but this time, Zhang Mochen had no intention of inserting it back again, and with a slight wave, he smashed at Qiu Mo.

slammed the door to pieces, Qiu Mo fell on the steps of the door, although Zhang Mochen did not exert force, but still left a shocking pit on the former's chest.

"You... You're not saying no... Don't you kill me?" A mouthful of heat erupted wildly, Qiu Mo clutched his chest, and because of the collapse and pain, less and less air entered his nose.

At the last moment, Qiu Mo had already woken up, but the cause and effect were bad and the evil cause was buried, so he had to swallow the evil result, which was an unavoidable price. Changing Wufeng back into the Qiankun bag, Zhang Mochen stepped over Qiu Mo's body in one step.

"I'm sorry, my promise, only to people!"

His mouth was full of blood, his teeth were clucking, and Qiu Mo's eyes were full of hatred as he gradually lost his life.

"Little... Little bastard, Lao Tzu... I won't let you go if I'm a ghost!"

Stopping slightly, turning his back to Qiu Mo and smiling coldly, Zhang Mochen left a sentence and strode away.

"If you're not afraid of being distracted, just come!"

With the peaks in the sky and the stars in the sky, this should have been a pleasant night, but because of the ugliness of human nature, this comfort is destined to be tainted by blood.

After getting rid of Qiu Mo and the others, Zhang Mochen walked straight towards the darkness, and in the depths, in a small house that was inconspicuous even during the day, there were two figures waiting anxiously under the dancing candlelight.

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