"Guest officer, it's time to get to Fucheng!" arrived at Fucheng at dusk, the boat was docked on the shore, and the boatman reminded him.

Wang Cunye heard the boatman's words, threw down a string of money, stepped off the boat and went into the city gate.

Pedestrians on the street were constantly coming and going, and Wang Cunye disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The residence of Fanfu is quite large, surrounded by high courtyard walls, a dark alley, and occasionally three or two pedestrians, Wang Cunye silently penetrates.

Fan's Mansion is wide and deep, there are several layers inside, and the access control is strict, even stricter than last time, but for Wang Cunye, the difficulty is not as good as last time.

As he got closer and closer to Ning Yuan's foundation, the mysterious power that originally existed gradually came out bit by bit, and Wang Cunye, like a ghost, gradually approached the core.

In a secret room, two candles were lit in the room, and Fan Shirong was discussing things.

Fan Shirong looked at the wall, refused to look away for a long time, as if there were flowers on it, and said gloomily for a moment: "The Wei Mansion has transferred troops." ”

Gao Jing didn't have the calm look he used to have, and said: "Look at this, don't look for some evidence at all, you're going to start, think about it carefully and think it's reasonable, as long as you doubt it, you can be convicted, and you would rather kill by mistake than let go, this is the only power of rule." ”

As he spoke, he swallowed dryly.

The secret room suddenly became dead silent, and the face of the mulberry who was sitting there was blue and dark, and his body was trembling slightly, thinking that the Fan family was a thick and big thigh, and he didn't want to be a way to rebel.

But at this time, it was too late to withdraw, and Wei Hou's means ......

After a while, Gao Jing laid out the map: "Childe, don't worry, Wei Hou's layout is very clear, with the help of spring hunting, all the noble officials of the family will be transferred out of the city and concentrated under the control of the barracks. ”

"The second is to assassinate Wei Hou. ”

"The third is to stay away, no matter which one, the son must stay in the house. ”

"Lack of preparation in advance, assassinating Wei Hou is of course the best strategy to draw wages from the bottom of the kettle. Fan Shirong thought about it and smiled bitterly and said, "But who can do it?"

Gao Jing pondered for a long time, and said slowly: "Of course, if Wang Cunye can kill Mr. Wen, it means that he can already assassinate Wei Hou." ”

Speaking of this, he stared at Fan Shirong coldly, with a cold smile: "He forced his son to take care of him with his family, of course, it was a clever plan, but he also sent us a handle, you can force him with his family's life and death." ”

"This son is only afraid that it will be difficult to be persecuted, and even if he does, he is only afraid that he will be hunted down and killed endlessly afterwards. ”

"There is no future, how difficult is it to assassinate the Marquis of Wei? Even if the assassination can be successful, I am afraid that it will be difficult to retreat with the whole body, even if the whole body retreats, this son assassinates the Marquis of Wei, this will break the bottom line of the Dao Palace and the imperial court, as well as the princes, no matter what, no matter what, Dao Zheng will definitely kill him personally, a dead man, what is there to fear?" Gao Jing Wanwan said, making people feel a chill.

"And at this time, if you can't break the layout of Wei Hou, then the Fan family will be wiped out sooner or later, so why are you afraid of this son's revenge?"

Fan Shirong hurriedly walked a few steps indoors, made up his mind, and said, "Someone is coming, ...... it"

Before the words fell, two screams came from outside, and the figure rushed in.

"Be careful...... Mulberry exclaimed instinctively.

I saw that the secret room suddenly opened left and right, and the crowd poured in, and the sound of swords and crossbows breaking through the air was thrilling, almost instantly, the sword light flashed, and only the sound of "poof" was heard endlessly, and after a while, the sword light was taken away, and the six guards of the secret room stood still.

"It's you!" exclaimed.

"Yes, it's me!" Wang Cunye stepped in again: "Anyway, it's really lucky, why did I come in at this time?"

Before the words fell, the six guards exploded their eyebrows, and they all threw themselves on the ground, immediately deflated.

When Fan Shirong saw Wang Cunye coming in, his face couldn't help but turn pale, his body was weak, he sat on the chair, pointed his arm at Wang Cunye, and said angrily: "You ......"

Wang Cunye's madness has long been deeply imprinted in Fan Shirong's impression, killing officials at night and destroying Tsing Yi Pavilion, and what is even more terrifying is that a great master like Mr. Wen also fell into his hands.

Seeing that the six guards were not knocked over like last time, but killed immediately, he vaguely understood why Shen Zhengzhi and Wei Hou decided to kill this son, such a person really can't be kept!

But Wang Cunye saw the demeanor of these two people, and sneered: "I came here after receiving the invitation letter from Wei Hou, I wanted to discuss something with Fan Gongzi, but I didn't want to hear something interesting." ”

As for Mulberry, Wang Cunye didn't look at it, Mulberry was just a small catcher at this time, and he was already a nine-rank more disciplined than at the time of the Festival, and after all kinds of fighting and cultivation, his martial arts doubled!

Speaking of this, Wang Cunye's eyes flashed with cold light, and he didn't even have a sneer on his face, stared at Gao Jing, and said: "You are your own master, and it is also your duty to calculate me, but from my standpoint, people like you must not stay in the world for a while, what last words do you have, you can say." ”

Without saying anything, Fan Shirong's face was pale, and he suddenly stood up, and words popped out of his teeth: "Wang Cunye...... Don't go too far......"

Wang Cunye watched coldly, unmoved, and continued: "I'll give you half a pillar of incense!"

At this time, Sang Li stood up violently, when Wang Cunye sent the letter, he was not clear about his relationship with Fan Fu, but now it is clear that the two are not all the way at all, and immediately said to Wang Cunye: "Bold, in front of the son, I don't want you to be so mad......"

"Noise! Wang Cunye frowned, waved his hand, and only heard a "snap", and suddenly the mulberry fell out, and a row of teeth flew out.

"You!" Fan Shirong has been coerced like this since he was a child, he is not yet thirty years old, and he suddenly felt a wave of anger rushing up, stood up, and looked at Wang Cunye: "Wang Cunye, each is his master, and I didn't adopt it, please think about it more." ”

The words fell, only to hear the sound of "pop", suddenly there was a flower in front of him, fell backwards, and the sticky liquid sprayed out, Fan Shirong was stunned for a moment, only to realize that he fell to the ground, but he was slapped in the face.

"You dare to ......" Fan Shirong felt his ears "buzzing", and he was dizzy for a while, pointing at Wang Cunye, the nosebleed and the blood on the side of his mouth were still dripping.

"Mr. Gao!" Wang Cunye looked at Gao Jing, who was stunned.

Gao Jing is a smart person, so he understands the horror in front of him better, this man's slap has caused the situation to deteriorate to the highest level, and his whole body suddenly stiffened, and it was difficult to even get up.

Wang Cunye saw that he didn't react, and said: "Life and death are fate, why bother?"

As he spoke, he took a rope, turned it up, and pushed Gao Jing, Gao Jing saw the rope, woke up from the nightmare, and couldn't help screaming: "...... No...... I can't imagine that this is what I will do...... No, no, I still have a lot to do, and I have to make up for it......"

"Leave these things for later!" Wang Cunye said coldly, grabbing Gao Jing, in his screams, his neck was already hanging on the rope, but as soon as he let go, his heavy body suddenly fell.

Gao Jing hissed, the sound of suffocation came out, Gao Jing struggled, trying to land his feet on the ground that was destined to be touched again, and each violent movement gradually slowed down compared to the last time.

Gao Jing's lungs were burning, and Gao Jing desperately grabbed it, wanting to take another breath of air.

At this time, the rope was deeply embedded in his neck, completely closing his trachea, and his life entered the most painful stage.

"......" Seeing this, Fan Shirong was like in a nightmare, and immediately bit out his teeth to blood.

“...... It's very good, it's amazing to be able to maintain such sobriety and control!" Wang Cunye said flatly: "People, you always ignore my serious warnings, only blood can remember, so I have to ask this Mr. Gao to hang up and let everyone sober up." ”

"Also, I thought you were going to shout to kill my whole family, let me ask for the surname to hang you too, three hanging corpses in the secret room, and the three masters and servants returned to the West Heaven together, isn't it a good story?"

In his eyes, Wang Cunye's words seemed to be not the voice of the world, but from the Nine Shadows, with the chill of Sensen, it chilled his heart and his blood.

"Don't worry, I will do my best to keep your family safe. In this case, Fan Shirong relented, and he struggled to get up and said.

"Good, that's good, but I'm very optimistic about your plan, except for the part that used me to kill me!" Wang Cunye smiled and said, "Let's say, which general, or which person, is the key to Wei Hou's layout?"

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