Even though Fu Jin was reluctant to take such a horse well to the Spring Festival Inn, but his father could calculate Ma Jing like this, how could he beat him?

If he exposes his identity......

Fu Jin shook his head and continued to drive the carriage.

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Standing in front of the window, staring at the door of the Spring Inn, Wu Chuan looked at him and thought about it.

"Da Da Da ......"

There was a sound of horses' hooves, and the madman looked vigilantly, only to see a carriage coming from the other side of the street, and the madman looked at the black-robed man driving the carriage, and somehow felt a little familiar.

"Huh!"

The coachman pulled the reins, reined in the horse, jumped down according to the cart, glanced at the street, saw that no one was looking at him, and was about to go to the house, but suddenly turned his head to look at the madman, the madman subconsciously dodged and hid aside, Wu Chuan looked at him puzzled, stood up and came to the window, and saw Fu Jin holding a token to explain something to the store in the dark.

Then a bunch of people came out and carried the well off the cart.

At this time, the madness had eased his breath and peeped again, and when he saw Ma Jing's face, he grabbed the window edge excitedly, and wanted to rush forward and kill him with a palm.

But reason told him to be patient, or a potential master might suddenly appear and grab him by the throat and take his life.

Yes, potential masters.

He had been aware of it for several days, and there was an extremely secret and powerful aura that had been following him, but he couldn't find the person, and he didn't dare to show any look, so as not to startle the snake.

The other party has been following him for many days without making a move, and it seems that he is not in a hurry to kill himself.

Many things are very strange, and he must figure it out before going down to see the emperor and Qianxia. Besides, even if he dies, he will die in the hands of Qianshui, so that he can take revenge.

Wu Chuan looked at the changing face of the mad Yin Qing, and swept to the well who was carried into the horse in a complicated way, frowning suspiciously. Is it the righteous son of Soni?

But is he paralyzed like this?

That night, the madness sneaked into the Yingchun Inn, and saw two people standing in front of the door of the innermost wing, the candles in the room were bright, and he concluded that the man was inside.

He observed the sound for a while, and saw that no one had walked by, and suddenly his body moved, and the two people in front of the room fell to the ground, and in their place were the madness standing in front of the room.

Wu Chuan watched as he pushed open the door and followed. It's just a little curious that the contact point of the Yuanxiang Society doesn't have a decent guard.

The madman didn't know that this inn was boring, so he sneaked in, the candle flame was long, and the madman saw the well on the bed at a glance.

Once he was lying there, Ma Jing pushed the door in and took care of him.

Today he came in, and the well was lying.

When he saw that Ma Jing was asleep, his monstrous hatred suddenly ignited, and he still had the heart to sleep! He could still sleep peacefully! This murderer! He not only killed the emperor, but also killed himself.

From the moment the emperor closed his eyes, the madness was no longer the madness.

There is no calmness, no rationality, not the slightest sympathy.

He's going to kill everyone! Kill the Emperor and all of his people!

The wounded madness stepped forward angrily, but unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his hand to force into the door of Ma Jing's face, his eyes opened calmly.

The mad hand froze in mid-air, lost consciousness.

Ma Jing's eyes slanted at him, a thousand words, and the firelight of the glass flowed in his eyes, which was emotional.

"You didn't sleep?!"

Ma Jing smiled slightly, you are here.

But I could only think in my heart that I laughed and said it myself. His mouth couldn't move at all.

"Is it the poison you gave to the emperor!"

The madness was stern, but Ma Jing still looked at him expressionlessly. He hoped that this person would admit it immediately, and then he could "avenge" the emperor, but he hoped that he was not, so that he would not have to bear a blood debt again.

"Do you know what you've done!"

The madman thought his expression was acquiescence.

Ma Jing closed his eyes lightly, unwilling to face the eyes of the mad again. He knew that the madness was just another excuse for himself - an excuse for the fact of killing the emperor, and he just wanted to feel better, so he would admit the crime.

"You speak!" Hurt furiously grabbed Ma Jing's clothes, but Ma Jing was unmoved, his eyes were still tightly closed, and his heart kept silently killing me, killing me.

However, reality is not always as it should be.

"Majing!"

A deep voice broke the deadlock, drawing the frenzied gaze to the past.

Ma Jing's eyes opened instantly, not good!

Before the two of them could react, a black shadow had already pushed away the wounded, separated him from Ma Jing, and "saved" Ma Jing.

"Who are you!" the shadow shouted angrily.

The madman recognized this person as the coachman who brought the well in the afternoon, and couldn't help but sneer, "Who are you?"

Fu Jinxue sneered, "You won't be an innocent minister who killed the emperor, right?" ”

Ma Jing's eyes were cracked, this Fu Jin! He was actually revealing his scars! Wasn't he gone? What was he doing again? Wasn't Suoni's plan to let the wounded maniac kill him? What did they want!

The madman's eyebrows twitched unnaturally, "Who are you?" He always felt that the person in front of him was a little familiar, "I shouldn't have done anything wrong, and I don't dare to show my true face." ”

Fu Jin's shoulders trembled, but he couldn't help it. Suani said that if he messed up the matter, he would kill the unharmed ministers first.

Wu Chuan looked at the black-robed man, a little strange, I don't know when Yuan Xiang will have such a character, it seems that martial arts and madness are equal.

"You don't want to interrupt! I ask you, why did you come to assassinate Ma Jing?! Can't you see that he was seriously wounded! Haven't you always been the most famous for your benevolence?!"

"Rende?" the madman sneered, "Ask him what he did! He poisoned the emperor! He poisoned the emperor! Aren't you from the north! Don't you hate him!"

At the mention of the emperor, the mad heart throbbed again.

Fu Jin glanced at Ma Jing and saw that he was congested with blood above his neck, and he was so red that he was in a hurry, although he couldn't bear it, he still said sharply to the injured maniac: "He has been poisoned, but not for the emperor, but for you!"

It's over, it's over......

Ma Jing's heart was broken, and the last glimmer of hope in his eyes disappeared into the deep night with Fu Jin's last afterthoughts.

Wu Chuan almost stepped forward to gag the man's mouth. How could he say it!

The eyes of the three people were fixed on the madness, and sure enough, he staggered, "W-What do you mean?"

He suddenly remembered the poison that Ma Jing had told him to take when he promised to enter the palace in the water prison.

The condition that he agreed to enter the palace was to take the poison, but what did he do to the detriment of the emperor when he entered the palace? What did they get by entering the palace by themselves? I didn't think about it, but since that time when I was in pain to death, the poison has never had any effect, and I forgot about it.

I just thought that one more day was the grace of God.

Could it be that there is another mystery?

"Hmph, what do you mean? That Gu worm ran into the emperor's body through you, it only has an effect on the Yan people, if it is always in your body, the emperor will be fine. You say, what does this have to do with Ma Jing, he is just trying to scare you! It is you who wants to have a relationship with the emperor, who is to blame! You are the one who killed the emperor! If you want to take revenge or something, you should start with yourself first!"

Every word is heart-wrenching.

The madness suddenly lost the moonlight, "You are talking nonsense. ”

Although he is talking nonsense, his memory has already turned over in his mind, and everything is so close together.

"I'm talking nonsense, let me tell you the truth, we also arrested that An Chu and told him to take that Gu poison as well, but he didn't eat it. You can also skip it, it's all your own free will. ”

"You—What did you say? An Chu? Which An Chu ......

Crazy thoughts sweep away the field of memory like a galloping wild horse.

Wu Chuan was stunned, his eyes widened, don't, don't......

Fu Jin didn't know where the confusion of the madness was, and said with the purpose of breaking his belief: "We arrested him and told him to take poison, but he refused." Heh, so I don't blame anyone else for this, from beginning to end, you are the only one hurting the emperor. ”

"What you said about An Chu...... Who is it. ”

The madman asked again, only to feel that all his strength was being drawn, and he could vaguely see another pair of blue eyes looking at him with a mocking smile.

"Your last name is Ann?"

“...... Come back and elaborate. ”

Some of the past flashed back and forth in the madman's mind.

"The boat is leaking!

Why did the place where he sat suddenly leak water? Why did they end up in Huaikou? Was it providence or calculation?

"My name is Wu Chuan. ”

He clearly said that his name was Wu Chuan......

"I'm the scourge of the North. ”

"So what! People live for a lifetime just to get a confidant, as for the geometry of their life, why bother. And you don't know who I am, so maybe I'm more dangerous than you?"

At the time, he said it so seriously. But when you think about it, it's more dangerous than me...... It could be true.

"I smell blood...... Brother Chuan, what are you holding at this time? It's all my fault, it's all my ......."

"It's none of your business. I volunteered. I'm so big, I only have one friend, I don't help you, who else can I help. ”

"But ......"

"Alright, madness. Perhaps, you and I will not be able to escape the fate of death today. Ahem"

"Brother Chuan!"

"I, ahem, ahem, I'm fine. Let's talk, I'd like to hear your story. ”

"But you ......"

"No, the same year and the same month, uh, born on the same day, but begging to die in the same year, the same month and the same day. Good brother ......"

Obviously, how can we share such tribulations and sufferings......

"If you really want to thank me, why don't you give me the fan around your waist as a thank you gift. ”

......

"What do you want to hear?"

"Hmm...... From that fan, from that fan...... Let's talk about it. ”

Fans, fans.

I was the fan that my little brother gave me at the beginning of An.

Why is his surname An, why does he look so similar to me, why is he so interested in fans......

Fu Jin glanced at him, "Who else could it be." You good brother, you queen. ”

Rumble.

As soon as the madman fell, he sat down in the chair behind him, and his whole body was limp, and he no longer had half of his strength.

"An Chu ......"

He smiled wryly and muttered.

Suddenly, the night fifteen years ago, the voice, the figure, the light flashed in his mind......

No wonder it was familiar when you met the emperor......

It turned out that he was the little brother......

"Alone waiting for someone. ”

The Emperor's voice echoed in his ears.

It turned out that the Ji Kang child that the emperor had been waiting for was An Chu!

That's me!