"This kind of low-level demon soul called a spirit is not as good as an ordinary soul. Under the cold moonlight, Changqin's face became a little dark because of the shade of the trees, but he snorted coldly, and said with contempt in his eyes: "In the countries of the underworld, their lives are only reduced to the end of being reduced to tonics and served on the table. ”。

Xiao Shizhu frowned quietly in the dark, for some reason Changqin's expression and tone at this time made the figures of those hunted animals in the world appear in his mind, and he suddenly felt a little disgusted in his heart.

"That's right, but that's another country, and my Nine Shadows doesn't need such a tonic. But the next second, Xiao Shizhu still smiled indifferently, and said disappreciatively: "So I released them from the dungeon engraved with the anti-earth escape talisman seal, and promised that as long as they stay in my Nine Shadows Kingdom in the future, no ghost will dare to eat them again." ”。 The implication is to tell Changqin that these meat and sesame spirits are covered by him, and those who know each other should not use their brains.

Changqin was slightly stunned, this Xiao Shizhu's thinking pattern was still so strange, he couldn't think through it at all, and he couldn't guess it.

By the moonlight, he looked down at the armor of the Communist Labor Army at his feet, and after thinking for a while, he also felt that without the meat mushrooms, these 100,000 Communist Labor Army could not be quietly poisoned. Therefore, he also put away a little disdain, softened his words, and said: "It's good that the King of the Nine Shadows is happy, and this prince will also be a favor and give you these spirits." ”。

"Thank you very much. Xiao Shizhu didn't mind, but unceremoniously arched his hand to him, in fact, he wanted to rob a few people, why did Changqin agree.

Besides, according to the agreement, after the war, Fengdu County will be returned to Zhurong Kingdom, and at this time, he has dug up so many ghosts in Fengdu County to be the people of the Nine Shadows Kingdom, taking such a big advantage, and it is nothing to borrow a donkey from the slope, and at the same time, he has the intention of breaking the fortune and avoiding disasters, and by the way, he just gave Changqin some face.

"Then the Nine Shadows King, what is the next step?" Changqin asked again: "Attack Yingzhu City?"

"How to go? Looking at the momentum of Julong, it would be dead for us to be horizontal and vertical. Xiao Shizhu looked around, stared at those armored blades and muttered for a long time, and then suddenly smiled and said: "Anyway, he also thinks that we are dead, so it is better to die at his door;

After speaking, he raised his eyes and took a deep look at the south.

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"Let's go bombard Yingzhu City. Seeing that Changqin didn't say anything for a while, he turned his head to look at Changqin in the dark, squeezed his eyebrows and said: "Teach this Taiping prince well, what is the combination of advanced weapons and powerful souls, and become the most bullish ghost soldier." ”。

"Hmm. Hearing this, Changqin also nodded thoughtfully: "What about the plan?"

"It's very simple, first take advantage of the night to arrive at the north shore of Qianxing Lake. Xiao Shizhu continued to look at the south with confidence in his eyes, and said slowly: "Then my Xiao Jiajun is the Chinese army, and you wish the Rong army the left and right wings." We are responsible for shelling Yingzhu City, and you are responsible for attacking his sailors. ”。

"Without a boat, I'll see what kind of elephant army he has!" Xiao Shizhu said proudly, looked up at the westerly Yin Yue, and then turned to the Xiao family army behind him and said: "Quickly clean up the battlefield, as long as the arrows, bows, crossbows, armor and other weapons are all abandoned, and strive to rush to the north shore of Qianxing Lake at midnight......!"

Zhu Rongguo, Bi Fangcheng.

At night, the stone city, which is almost entirely made of stone buildings, becomes much quieter, and the hustle and bustle of the day is long gone, only the tinkling sand spring is still trickling, and the mellow moonlight sprinkles on every stone brick, making those quaint stone bricks much smoother. It also makes the whole city a little quieter.

In the Guangming Palace in the city, on the Xuanhuo Palace.

It was the dead of night, but the Xuanhuo Hall was still brightly lit, and many of the piled up recitals were placed on the stone table in front of Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong took advantage of the light in the stone lamp next to the table to review the notebook. Sometimes frowning and thinking, sometimes raising his eyebrows to read the contents, but he couldn't read a few lines, and he had to lean over and cough violently. Even the right hand holding the pen trembled violently.

He has also suffered from this disease for hundreds of days, and the doctor only said that he had tuberculosis and prescribed some medicine to moisten his lungs and relieve cough, but after taking it, he only got better, but he still did not recover, making his whole ghost more and more haggard.

The white sideburns, coupled with his face that was a little pale due to illness, made Zhu Rong look a lot older in an instant. This majestic human soul who used to be a tribal leader in the human world, and then became famous in the Xuanyan Continent of the Underworld, at this moment, what hung on his face was no longer full of spirit, only wrinkles and weakness remained.

When all the palace slaves and maids saw him like this at this time, they were all anxious for a while, and sighed secretly that it was really time to make ghosts grow old.

"Ahem, ahem. Zhu Rong's violent coughing sound echoed in the empty Xuanhuo Palace, drifting down the doors and windows into the silent night outside, which was particularly harsh.

Every time he coughed, Zhu Rong suddenly felt a pain in his chest, he hurriedly put down the pen, covered his mouth with his right hand, and coughed violently a few times, then leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair.

When the hand was removed from the mouth, he saw that the palm of his hand was already red.

Zhu Rong was not shocked when he saw this, this kind of thing often happened recently, especially in the middle of the night, and it was even more frequent, and he had long been accustomed to it. also vaguely knew that he was not far from the limit, and life and death had already been downplayed.

What sustains his increasingly weak and weak physique is an obsession.

And the war against the world enemy is going on in an orderly manner, judging from every Tang newspaper, under the command of Xiao Shizhu, everything is going well, and his son Changqin has also fallen in love with a female ghost since he went to Shuoyue Island and became the contact between Zhu Rongguo and Jiuyouguo, and is no longer obsessed with Qin Se and not women. Presumably, when the war is over, he will be able to have a daughter-in-law.

Zhu Rong thinks about this, and there is nothing to worry about. He looked at the banyan tree air roots that were gently swaying in the night breeze outside the door of the main hall, and the corners of his mouth inadvertently raised, revealing a self-caring smile.

"The King. At this time, a young palace slave dressed in a python robe and holding a dust whisk walked in slowly, stood still in front of him, and admonished: "It's late at night, the king has been unwell recently, so he should rest early." ”。

"Well, got it. Zhu Rong hurriedly flipped his right hand, palm down, so as not to let this palace slave see the blood stains in his palm: "After reading the last book, this king will go to rest." ”。

The palace slave frowned when he heard this, and stopped talking, but in the end he didn't say anything, just hung his head and stood aside to wait.

"Hmmm, by the way, little Dezi. Suddenly, Zhu Rong seemed to remember something, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at the palace slave named Xiao Dezi, and asked: "Have you passed on the letter written by this king to the prince?"

"Two days ago, the minions were sent out. Xiao Dezi lowered his head and replied.

"Oh. Zhu Rong squinted, looked at the dancing lights in the jade hook cloud lamp on the table, breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded: "That's good." ”。

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Wu Hui was already standing outside the hall, holding a delicate stone bowl in his hand, and strode into the hall.

After Wu came back and stood in front of the stone table in the hall, he first said to the little dezi: "You step back first, Brother Wang, I will take care of it." ”。 As he spoke, he put the stone bowl engraved with the cloud dragon pattern on the outside of the bowl in front of Zhu Rong, and said, "Brother Wang, it's time to take medicine." ”。

Zhu Rong waved his hand, signaled Xiao Dezi to step back first, looked at the brown medicinal soup in the bowl, sighed, and said, "This medicine is not good after eating, what's the use?" After finishing speaking, just as Xiao Dezi was leaving, he suddenly raised his eyes, and looked at Wu Hui with a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

Wu Hui was secretly slightly stunned, then calmed down again, and hurriedly said: "It's better to eat than not to eat." ”。

"It is said that the medicine is three parts poisonous. Zhu Rong sneered, and continued to stare at Wu Hui word by word: "In the decoction that my brother sent me, I'm afraid there are seven points of poison, right?"

This sudden and inexplicable remark once again made Wu Hui slightly stunned. Then, with a stunned face, he asked in a daze: "Why did Brother Wang say this? I, Wu Hui, am not ...... loyal to you, Brother Wang."

"Enough. Before he finished speaking, Zhu Rong raised his hand to interrupt him: "Every time these decoctions are taken into my mouth, I suddenly feel a chill in my chest, I originally thought it was the addition of Xuanming Prefecture Ice Soul that can lower lung fire, but after taking the medicine for a long time, the condition still does not improve, indicating that it is definitely not Ice Spirit; ”。

"This is why, the Communist Workers knew the reason for our army's actions before, and moved all the people along the border of Fengdui County to the south in advance. Speaking of this, Zhu Rong, who had already raised his eyebrows and had an angry face, suddenly raised his hand and slapped the stone table, his eyes burst with light, and he scolded in a deep voice: "You traitor!"

"Traitor?" Wu Hui did not refute, but after a short silence, he reversed his previous stupid appearance, lost his previous humility and respect, looked directly at Zhu Rong and sneered, and asked unashamedly: "Am I counted? I just took back what belongs to me, this is also called a traitor?"

"That's right, it's me who poisoned it! This position of the Fire King, from the human world to the underworld, should belong to me!" Wu Hui, who was more and more excited the more he spoke, suddenly raised his trembling fingers, and after pointing at Zhu Rong's eyebrows, he continued to scold: "You are just an impulsive and irritable reckless man, if it weren't for Lao Tzu to help you lead the army to fight, would you be able to sit on the land of the six counties?"

The night wind poured in from the gate behind him, blowing the red robe on his body like a raging flame of revenge, burning in front of Zhu Rong's eyes.