Bai Wumei was pacing back and forth in his military tent.

The storm has stopped for many days, the entire Yunyan County is calm, and the previous martial law has been relaxed.

Because everyone knows that the storm has passed.

The ghost has already come ashore, and besides, he has launched an offensive.

The goal is directed at Gu Yue'an.

Gu Changan has been captured by the vampire demon who came ashore, this is no secret, it is a thing that the whole world knows.

Moreover, most people know the news that Gu Yuean has set off to rescue.

Most people are worried.

Because after all, Gu Yue'an just killed the tide listener, which can be regarded as saving all the people in the world.

So no one wants something to happen to him.

But that's just the majority of people, and there are a small number of people, who completely hope that Gu Yue'an will die at the hands of the vampire demon.

These people are the officials of Da Chen, and it is naturally impossible for them to hope for a change of dynasty, in that case, they will have nothing.

Bai Wumei is naturally one of these people.

It's just that he is still a little different from these people.

There are more things hidden in his heart, for example, he also wants the world, and for example, he knows more things.

This time's plan was completely planned by him for the ghost king, and he also knew very well that Gu Yue'an appeared on the Wei River the night before yesterday, but the ending was still unknown.

He was anxious, walking around incessantly, and even impatiently looking at the sky outside the tent.

This is rare, he has not been so impetuous, he has been for many years.

However, there is no way, Gu Yue'an, for him, is really a nightmare existence in his heart.

not only snatched his sweetheart, but also gave him heavy blows many times, and even almost killed him several times, even if ten years have passed, these things cannot be forgotten.

That's why he worked so hard to come up with ideas this time.

Of course, part of the reason is that Gu Yue'an is indeed a stumbling block for him to dominate the world.

If Gu Yue'an is here, his chance of gaining the world is too small and too small, even if he has actually buried so many dark chess, but as long as Gu Yue'an is there for a day, he is nothing.

Therefore, Gu Yue'an, you must die.

After another round trip, the sky was completely dark, and the wind was blowing from the seashore, some strong, some wet and cold, and tonight, it seemed that it was going to rain again.

Bai Wumei pinched his eyebrows fiercely, and shouted outside the tent, "Someone." ”

"Yes, Lord Steward. A henchman immediately responded.

"Don't you have any news from Yongzhou? Urge me again, no matter how much it costs, you have to get me the latest news." Bai Wumei waved his hand irritably.

Although his martial arts have also advanced by leaps and bounds in the past ten years, and he has also advanced to the realm of grandmasters, he has not yet reached the realm of heaven and man who can penetrate heaven and earth, and he cannot know things thousands of miles away by perception, and he still needs to rely on the most primitive news transmission.

Now the most accurate and fastest news must be the emperor's side, because compared to Bai Wumei, the emperor should want Gu Yue'an to die immediately more than him.

It was darker, and a strong wind was blowing outside, which made the entire Chinese military tent rattle.

The rain, in the following breath, fell and struck the tent with a sound almost like an arrow piercing the bag.

It's a lot of wind and rain.

Bai Wumei began to rub his brow again, a bad omen.

It's going to happen.

It shouldn't be, everything is fine, it's all planned, Gu Chang'an is taken, it almost indicates the defeat of Gu Yuean.

Could it be that that ghost king is so wasted that he can't deal with Gu Yue'an?

Bai Wumei took a sip of the tea that had already been cold, only to feel that the bones of his whole body were in this sip of tea, and they were cold inch by inch.

Is the rain so cold tonight?

He had barely heard the sound of footsteps in his ears as he had just gotten this thought.

It was a kind of footsteps that were very vague, as if completely enveloped by the sound of rain, but inexplicable, so that he could hear them clearly.

It's as if the footsteps have merged with the sound of the rain, so fitting and synchronized.

Between heaven and earth, it seemed like for a moment, only the sound of footsteps remained.

Bai Wumei held his breath, holding the tea cup in his hand, not daring to put it down.

Because he had an inexplicable delusion, as if as soon as he put down the teacup, he would die.

At that moment, time was stretched infinitely, and it seemed to be infinitely shortened.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe it's a moment, maybe it's a long, long time.

Bai Wumei finally felt it.

Yes A drop of rain fell.

A drop of rain falls.

"Tick-"

hit the tent, and it seemed to hit it, at that moment, Bai Wumei's heart.

His whole body was uplifted, like a beast out of the cage, and he wanted to rush out immediately.

But the next moment, he was interrupted.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency!" the henchman from before suddenly returned.

This abrupt interruption made Bai Wumei's blood gush upwards and almost spurted out.

He threw the teacup in his hand on the ground and made a crisp sound, "What's wrong?"

The henchman didn't know that he usually only kills people in secret, and Mr. Bai, who never got angry on his face, suddenly became so angry today, so he had to say cautiously: "Yes...... There's news. ”

"What's the news?" Bai Wumei's eyes actually didn't look at his henchman all the time.

He's still looking outside.

In fact......

"That person ......" the henchman looked up cautiously at Bai Wumei again, and said, "Not dead." ”

That man, not dead.

Gu Yue'an, not dead.

Bai Wumei already knew.

He, of course, already knows.

Because, at this moment, that person is standing in front of him.

The man, from the heavy rain, came.

The rain dripped down his body, and down his knife.

"Tick-"

Another drop of rain fell.

It turned out that it was not rain, but water, dripping from the knife.

So, the next moment, will there be blood dripping from that knife?

"Your Excellency......" The henchman raised his head nervously, wanting to retire first.

But I found that Bai Wumei's head had fallen to the ground without knowing when, and a white-haired man who didn't know where it came from was standing in front of Bai Wumei's head at the moment, and there was a knife in his hand, and there was something on the knife, which was dripping down the edge of the knife drop by drop.

I don't know if it's rain, or blood.

"Mr. Bai, we haven't seen each other for years. The last thing he heard was the man's, whispering.

On this night, Bai Wumei, the commander of Cangpingwei of Yunyan County, Jiangzhou, and the general manager of Jiangzhou, was awarded the head in his Chinese army tent.

On the same night, dozens of generals of the Dachen Army fell to the ground.

A knife that will drip rain one by one.