After assigning the task, the Ruiming Army immediately divided into small groups and marched to the front line.

They have been villagers for more than ten years, and they are more like villagers than ordinary villagers, and they don't leak in disguise.

The assassin Ming Jiu watched the crowd leave and quietly swept into the Hidden Mountain Temple.

Their mission is to clear the enemy, and his mission is to protect Luo Qingyin.

While the Ruiming Army was fighting for Luo Qingyin, General Jiang's Mansion was a different scene.

Until now, Jiang Daihe has barely been able to get out of bed and walk.

She hated Zhuo Wenyue to death.

Of course, she hated Luo Qingyin even more.

If it weren't for Luo Qingyin's quick hiding, she wouldn't have had to take Zhuo Wenyue's palm at all!

Usually Luo Qingyin is in the palace, and the price of assassination is too great, and no matter how much hatred she has, she can only endure it.

Finally waited for Luo Qingyin to go to Yinshan Temple, Jiang Daihe knew that the opportunity had come, and after inquiring about the time of Luo Qingyin's return trip, she immediately pretended to pass on the meaning of her father Jiang Keqin, and sent someone to the first line of heaven to step on the spot, preparing to make Luo Qingyin unable to return to the palace.

However, when the talent was sent out, it was known to Jiang Keqin!

At this time, Jiang Daihe knelt in front of Jiang Keqin, tears rippling: "Is my daughter wrong?" ”

Jiang Keqin said with a calm face: "How many times have I told you, don't provoke her!" Are we still running out of things now? ”

Jiang Daihe's anger rushed straight to his head, and he couldn't care about anything: "It's because we retreat step by step that she becomes more and more arrogant!" Dad, the eldest brother is still locked up in the Tingwei Mansion and can't get out! ”

Speaking of Jiang Daifeng, Jiang Keqin's eyes became more and more gloomy.

Seeing that he was still silent, Jiang Daihe was so angry that he said loudly: "The people from the Medicine King Palace promised me that as long as I can kill her, I can get the Ascension Pill of the Medicine King Palace!" ”

Jiang Keqin was slightly stunned, and his eyes suddenly became eager: "What did you say?" Do you have a relationship with the Medicine King's Palace? ”

What happened in Flower City, because they were afraid of being scolded by Jiang Keqin, the three of them chose to hide it.

Accidentally said something wrong, Jiang Daihe was startled, but seeing that Jiang Keqin had no intention of blaming, he immediately became bold and said the matter.

It's just that she concealed her own death, and also concealed Zi Yunchen's existence, and just put all the blame on Luo Qingyin.

Jiang Keqin's eyes flashed with ruthlessness: "You say, the Medicine King Palace also wants her to die?" ”

Jiang Daihe immediately said: "Yes, that person promised it personally!" ”

"You should have told me a long time ago." Jiang Keqin squinted his eyes and muttered for a moment, with a sneer on the corner of his lips.

can make the city lord of Blossom City obedient, and he must have a certain status in the Medicine King Palace.

As long as you can climb the palace of the medicine king, you will still need to see the emperor's face in the future?

Killing Luo Qingyin is not only one less big threat, but also able to curry favor with the Medicine King's Palace, which is simply a double win!

Although it is said to be in broad daylight, the road back to Lijing in Yinshan Temple is remote, and few people usually walk, if it is seen by the nearby villagers, it will be killed.

Jiang Keqin smiled, and there was a treacherous cold in his eyes: "He'er, you did a good job, but the people you sent can't do it, this kind of thing can only be carried out by the dead." ”

Jiang Daihe burst into tears and laughed when he heard this: "Dad, you are really the best!" ”

The father and daughter with wishful thinking didn't know that the so-called person who had a certain status in the Medicine King's Palace had become the ghost of Luo Qingyin's knife.

In any case, the previously calm glimmer of heaven is destined to usher in a bloody storm.

Mao Dun Literature