"It hurts!"

Wang Yijing cursed, got up, and a bloody hole in his chest was shining.

The person who intended to assassinate the princess was the secret guard Jiang Fengnian, and the other party changed into a soldier's costume and blended in the crowd, fortunately, his eyes were sharp, so as not to kill the willow hibiscus incense.

Wang Yijing looked around, the things in front of him were gray, and the people around him seemed to be still, he was a little inexplicable.

"Boy, you're still dead after all."

An unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded beside him, and the young man turned his head, almost sitting on the ground in fright.

In front of him stood a black-robed strange man, bubbling with black gas, holding a huge scythe in his hand, his pale face hidden under the cloak, and a pair of eyes that shone green from time to time.

Wang Yijing swallowed and said:

"Who are you?"

"Yang Fu, long time no see." The black-robed man's voice was hoarse.

"Do you know my past life?"

"Thousands of years ago, you were still the emperor of Yangcang, and you fought all your life, and when your life was about to come to an end, you were finally scared, begging me to find you a good family to reincarnate.

With the murder you made, even if you were a cow and a horse for the rest of your life, you can't pay it back, but I still helped you in the end, and I was born with endless glory, so you owe me a favor. ”

"Oh, so you're Yama."

The black-robed man looked disdainful when he heard this, and said in an arrogant tone:

"Yama is just the little god of your nine abysses, I am the end of the underworld, in charge of the reincarnation of heaven and earth, the life and death of all things, regardless of the immortals, Buddhas and gods, after death, they will enter my Yellow Spring."

"So what the hell are you looking for me?"

"Come and get a favor." The voice of the end was cold.

Wang Yijing's expression was a little strange, and he pointed to his chest and said:

"You also saw that I was shot through, I'm afraid I'm powerless."

"Don't worry, you can't die yet." The end of the shadow smiled sympathetically and turned to leave.

The young man was bewildered, and shouted at the other person's back:

"Didn't you say you wanted to return the favor?"

"You'll know when the time comes."

The sound of the end faded away.

……

In Sinan Mansion, everyone is busy.

King Wu was defeated in the battle and suffered heavy losses, excluding the defector soldiers, the casualties alone were close to 30,000, and only 50,000 were left when the people who could be used were full.

Wailing could be heard everywhere in the city, as was the residence of the king of Wu, and three of the four dead men were left on the battlefield to cover his escape, but the emaciated woman survived.

The woman's condition was not much better, and several penetrating wounds on her back almost killed her, and she is still pale and unconscious.

Not far from her was Wang Yijing, who blocked the fatal blow for the princess, his face was even more ugly, the terrible wound on his chest couldn't help but bleed out, and he saw more breath than intake.

"Doctor Ho, how's it going?"

King Wu frowned and asked a Lang Zhong, because his subordinates protected each other with their lives, he was not seriously injured, but only an arrow in his arm, and he was fine with a little cleaning and bandaging.

The old man who is over half a hundred years old is holding a goate's beard and says:

"Although this girl lost too much blood, she finally stopped it, and there was no worry about her life, but the young man was much more serious, and she broke her heart, and it seemed that she couldn't hold on."

"Mr. Wang has a life-saving grace for the princess, no matter what, you must save him." Wang Siheng's tone was irrefutable.

When the old man heard this, his face was embarrassed, and he muttered:

"Lord Wang, instead of wasting time on a dying person, it is better to save others first."

King Wu looked at the wounded soldiers all over the house outside, and then at Wang Yijing, finally sighed, waved his hand, and said:

"Go get busy."

"Yes."

After Lang Zhong left, the man came to Wang Yijing's side and sat down cross-legged.

"Brother Wang, great grace is heavier than the mountain, after the king seizes power, you will be buried in a beautiful way, posthumously titled, and enter the Taimiao."

"Taimiao will save anything, remember to burn more paper figures for me, as long as the virgin does not want the virgin."

"Hmm...... Well? ”

Wang Siheng was looking sad with his eyes down, and when he heard the words, he immediately raised his head in surprise, only to see that the other party was looking at him with a smile, and his complexion looked more ruddy than a healthy person.

Seeing this, King Wu immediately guessed something, his nose was sour, and his eyes were slightly red:

"Brother Wang, time is running out, if you have any last words, hurry up and tell them."

The latter is a little inexplicable, but still truthfully:

"Give me a general, at least 30,000 horses."

"Okay, this king will make you the general of the Northern War, the position is higher than the princes, every year during the Qingming Festival, hundreds of civil and military officials have to go to pay homage."

"That's not it, everyone is an official in the same dynasty, they will be dissatisfied."

"To the loyal and martyred ministers, it should be so."

Seeing that he was so sincere, Wang Yijing could only reluctantly nod his head, and then sat up in the surprised gaze of the other party.

"You don't have any jokes, let's just say it, by the way, the princess is fine, right?"

King Wu was still a little dazed, and Mu Ne replied:

"It's not a big deal, but I'm a little frightened, Jiang Fengnian's assassination failed, and he has been chopped into meat sauce with a knife."

"Anyway, the princess shouldn't have been scared by the meat sauce, right?"

Wang Yijing's focus was a little strange, and Wang Siheng was also stunned when he heard this, the princess really didn't show anything unusual at first, and it was only after he ordered the execution of Jiang Feng that she began to feel uncomfortable.

But this matter is not the point at the moment, the two have been chatting for so long, why hasn't the other party died?

At this time, Wang Yijing had already touched his chin and thought about it, and after a while, he suddenly turned his head and said with a smile:

"Lord Wang, are you wondering why I haven't died yet?"

"Right...... That's right. ”

Wang Yijing leaned his face closer, and his smile became more and more eerie and said:

"Have you ever thought that I'm actually dead, as for why we can talk, think about it?"

King Wu's face was a little ugly, he had been fighting for many years, and he had never seen anything strange, after thinking about it carefully, he straightened up, and said calmly:

"This king has always disbelieved in these strange powers, and the only explanation he can think of is that you are in amazing health, and this injury will kill you."

"Clever!"

Wang Yijing patted the other party's shoulder, got up with the help of his strength, and moved his muscles and bones:

"Rest for now, I'll help."

After saying that, he walked away like a fly.

After the other party left, King Wu secretly shook his somewhat cold palm and exhaled deeply.

"Damn, I almost scared this kid."

……

Outside Sinan Mansion, Sima Kuan ordered the city to be besieged.

He now has nearly 120,000 soldiers and horses in his hands, more than twice the number of King Wu, and even if he attacks it, it is not a big problem.

In order to be safe, he still applied to the imperial court for a batch of firearms, which could be reached in about half a month, and the grain and grass in the city would be almost consumed by then, and then he would attack again, and he could easily take down the traitors.

"Father, Jiang Fengnian is dead."

Sima Chengguang pointed to the extra small black dots on the city wall, with a look of chagrin, "It's a pity that I couldn't kill Princess Wu, it is said that they have a good relationship between husband and wife, if they succeed, King Wu will definitely be in chaos." ”

"Now that he is a turtle in an urn, it is only a matter of time before Kaesong surrenders, but often the more critical it is, the more careful he must be, and the order will go down, and the three armies will be under martial law for the next half a month, and no one will be derelict in their duties and slack."

"Child's Order."

…… (End of chapter)