Chapter 219: The Night of Murder in the Dark (5)

Luo Qingyin suddenly thought that when she had the ability to take care of Concubine Ming, she could take Concubine Ming out of the palace by faking her death...... It's just that the thief who didn't know where he came from alarmed General Jiang's Mansion, and there was no way to find this forbidden technique.

Pressing his hand on his heart, Jiang Keqin took a low breath, he still held it up with the fake death method, he should have gone down to the tunnel to dodge.

Thinking of the two people who came to kill him, Jiang Keqin's eyes showed a vicious light like a snake and scorpion, and he almost planted it.

Unfortunately, I don't know who wants to kill him.

took out two pills and fed them into his mouth, crushed one more, and sprinkled the pill powder on the wound, the pain of that moment made him snort, but his face was flushed.

Jiang Keqin said in a low voice: "When the wound heals, General Ben will definitely ......"

"I'm sorry, but you probably didn't have time to heal your wounds."

The abrupt voice of Zhengtai sounded, Jiang Keqin's body stiffened, and his face suddenly lost its blood.

He turned his face with difficulty, and saw two men, one black and one red, wearing a sunny doll cloak, walking towards him from the darkness.

"We'll take care of the rest for you."

Luo Qingyin slowly spoke, Zi Yunchen let out a chuckle, flipped his palm, and an ice arrow condensed on his fingertips.

Jiang Keqin's face changed drastically, he didn't go all out in the battle just now, because he needed to consume a lot of Xuan Qi, he didn't want to be injured and injured, so he didn't use it, but directly used fake death, just to preserve his strength.

Who knows, they go and come back.

He was weak when he first woke up from suspended animation, and now he doesn't even have a chance to use it.

Jiang Keqin calculated others all his life, but he didn't expect to die so wretched one day that he couldn't even do the most basic resistance.

How ironic!

The only thing he didn't understand was how they knew he knew he knew how to fake death.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Guess?"

In an instant, Jiang Keqin's mind swept past the figures of countless people who had been killed by him, including men, women, old and young, all of whom rushed towards him fiercely.

His pupils dilated for a moment, Zi Yunchen didn't give him a chance to recover, and with a wave of his hand, the ice arrow came out of his hand and shot straight into his chest.

At the same time, Luo Qingyin took out a bottle of liquid and poured it on his body, and after a while, Jiang Keqin completely turned into a pool of wastewater, deep into the grass, and turned into green fertilizer.

Since then, there is no such person as Jiang Keqin in the Cangyun Continent.

On the way back to the palace, Zi Yunchen stared at Luo Qingyin with a pair of deep eyes, and the corners of his eyebrows raised slightly with a touch of evil arc: "But there are still others who need this king to help you kill?" ”

Jiang Kezheng? Empress?

No, neither.

Killing Jiang Keqin is destroying the core of the Jiang family.

Jiang Keqin died, and the military power naturally fell into the hands of others, and the Jiang Mansion lost its main strength. Without the support of the Jiang family, how long can she, the queen, sit?

Jiang Ke is the No. 1 gentleman of Da Li, he has no ability and no cultivation, can he support the Jiang family?

Jiang Daifeng can only sit for the rest of his life, what can he do?

There is no shortage of people in the world who take advantage of the fire to rob, not to mention, over the years, the Jiang family has offended so many people. Those people will let the Jiang family go?

How prosperous General Jiang's Mansion was before, and how depressed it will be after Jiang Keqin's death.

For the people of the Jiang family, death may not be so tragic, the tragic thing is that they lost everything, fell from the high clouds into the dust, and were scolded and ridiculed by thousands of people.

The scariest thing in the world is going from having everything to having nothing.

Mao Dun Literature