Faced with Chen Jian, who was under punishment, not only begged for mercy, but was also bold enough to question himself, Shen Zheng smiled.

After seeing Cai Pingyu and Tang Ling die tragically, Shen Zheng had only one thought in his heart, to come back and kill Jian Chen.

But when the jailer was tortured, he suddenly calmed down.

He felt that things were strange.

If Jian Chen killed Cai Pingyu and Tang Ling to blame them, it could have been said that he killed people by mistake because of the urgency of the situation, and there was no need to say that he just captured them and caused his own misunderstanding.

If he really instigated the soldiers of the death row camp to cause chaos, why did he have to find Zhang Chao to stop Xizuo from opening the door?

If he is really meticulous, he can completely escape before he tortures him, and his martial arts have already been learned when he went to Pingyang Mansion to investigate.

Why did he stay?

Is it for another purpose, or is it just because you want to prove your innocence?

And now, looking at Jian Chen, who has a righteous face, he has a conclusion in his heart.

It's just that the big war is coming, can you really rest assured of such a person?

In the midst of the conflict, outside the prison door, a soldier hurriedly ran in.

"Oh no, General, the people and the soldiers are all poisoned. ”

"Poisoning?" Shen Zheng wondered. "What's going on?"

"We don't know the exact situation, we don't know, it's just that all of a sudden everyone feels drowsy and can't get up. The soldier panicked.

Drowsy?

Jian Chen was excited, "Brother Chen, what time is it?"

Chen Zhongliang looked at Jian Chen suspiciously, looked out the window and said, "It should be time to make rice." ”

Chen Jian was shocked, he turned to Shen Zhengdao, "General Shen, believe it or not, Chen Jian still has to say that this is a fine work that sneaked into the city and released poisonous smoke." ”

He remembered that he had been hit by this poisonous smoke in the Tart Snow Camp at the beginning, but he didn't expect that Yelufu would repeat his old tricks.

"Before leaving the prison, please cover your mouth and nose, and then let the people and soldiers go back to the house, try not to be exposed, and wait for the smoke outside to clear before going out. ”

Jian Chen's eyes revealed a hint of longing.

He hoped that Shen Zheng, at least at this time, would be able to trust him.

"Put him back in jail. Shen Zheng commanded the soldiers.

"General!" Chen Zhongliang was quite puzzled when he saw that Shen Zheng was still going to detain Chen Jian.

"At this time, as long as his suspicion is not clear, I can't take any chances. Shen Zheng glanced at Jian Chen in prison, ripped off the corners of his clothes, covered his mouth and nose, and turned to Chen Zhongliang, "You go out with me to see the situation." With that, he took the lead and walked out of the cell.

Chen Zhongliang lay down by the cell door, "Don't worry, I will definitely let General Shen let you go." After speaking, he hurriedly followed Shen Zheng.

Chen Jian was relieved to see that Shen Zheng had at least obeyed his own advice.

Now, I can't go out, and I can't do anything, so I settle down and start to regulate my internal breath.

Whiplashes were already commonplace for Chen Jian, and the soldiers' efforts were not worth mentioning at all, so none of this affected Jian Chen's pranayama.

The internal force soon traveled everywhere in the body, and the meridians of the whole body were also slowly relaxing, and soon, Chen Jian was submerged between the ups and downs of the whole body.

Suddenly, Jian Chen felt a figure flashing beside him, and he was about to get up alertly, but unfortunately it was too late, and someone clicked on his acupoint in the blink of an eye.

The speed of the technique even surpassed that of Shangguan Yunrui.

Jian Chen was taken aback, and soon, he settled down.

In the corner opposite him, a man in black stood in his negative hand.

Subconsciously looking outside the prison, Chen Jian found that the soldiers had all fallen to the ground.

"Who are you?"

There was an inexplicable nervousness in Jian Chen's heart, this person, could it be?

The man in black turned around slowly, his eyes deep and indifferent.

Sure enough, it was the masked man he had met several times but never appeared.

The masked man stared playfully at Jian Chen, who was covered in scars, and the cold air around him became thicker: "Now the city is full of poisonous miasma, and the meticulous work has infiltrated various city defenses, Shen Zheng's soldiers are in chaos, the people in the city are panicked, and the army will soon come to the city, I really want to see how you, a prisoner under the ranks, can turn the tide?"

Teasing and disdainful, the masked man stood with his hands in his hands and looked at Jian Chen condescendingly.

Chen Jian faced the masked man, and an inexplicable fear suddenly appeared in his heart, "You, who are you?"

"Who am I, don't you know that?" the masked man crouched down.

"You have always treated others with your sincerity, even at the cost of your own life, but what have you gotten?" the masked man's hands touched the wounds on Jian Chen's body that had not yet healed, "You have nothing but pain, suspicion, and betrayal!"

"I don't need you to take care of my affairs!" Jian Chen was trying to break through his acupoint, but found that it was useless.

"You and I are poor people, and we have too many betrayals and abandonments in our lives. ”

"Originally, you and I should have sympathized with each other, but you always deviated from the path I paved for you! Do you really have no hatred for those who ruthlessly abandon you and question you for no reason!" The masked man forced his eyes into Jian Chen's eyes, and he wanted to see regret and submission in those eyes.

"Are you—Master Xuanlie?" Jian Chen began.

He wanted to ask this question countless times, but now he has the opportunity to meet him face to face.

The masked man's face turned cold and he stood up, "Hyun Yeol is dead. ”

"No, you are the uncle, your ice breath and your acupoint technique are all from the Ice Dance Gate. Seeing that the masked man denied it, Chen Jian emphasized again.

"I said, Xuan Yeol is dead!" the masked man suddenly became angry, he turned around and grabbed Chen Jian's neck, "It doesn't matter who I am, I just need your word." As long as you tell me, you hate Shangguan Yunrui, you hate Lu Qingsong, you hate Shen Zheng, you hate Wan Zhongkun, you hate all the people who betrayed you, I will let you go and tell you the truth of all this!"

Looking at the look of expectation surging in the masked man's eyes, all kinds of past events began to appear in Chen Jian's mind.

Could it be that as Senior Brother said, what happened to him was planned by the masked man in front of him?

It was not wrong that he should be Uncle Xuanlie, but why didn't he admit it, why did he frame himself, a nephew who had never met him?

What really happened to him?

What should I do? Should I resolutely refuse, or should I pretend to promise and let him tell the truth?

Looking at Jian Chen's contradictory expression, a smile appeared on the corner of the masked man's mouth.

"Your eyes have betrayed you!" the masked man let go of his hand and stood up again, "It seems that you have chosen a different path than mine. However, I would love to see how long you can last if you insist on it?"

Fingers flew, a cold light shot out, and Jian Chen felt that his body was loosened, and the acupoints had been unlocked.

"Want to know who I am, first break the predicament of Sanping Town!" the masked man dropped a sentence and disappeared in a flash.

This figure and this light skill made Jian Chen dumbfounded.

After moving his body, after Jian Chen made sure that the acupuncture point had been solved, he began to recall the masked man's words.

Suddenly, he was a spirit.

Is the situation in Sanping Town so chaotic now?

Thinking of this, Jian Chen couldn't sit still anymore, he stood up, tore off the corners of his clothes, blocked his mouth and nose, and escaped from the prison with a little internal force.

Outside the prison, Jian Chen saw soldiers and civilians running in a panic, and a strange smell was permeating the surroundings.

After a few shuttles, Jian Chen's body jumped and gently landed at the highest point in the city.

Sanping Town at the foot is now full of smoke, except for the soldiers who are defending the city and still standing guard under the cloth, other soldiers and civilians are running in a hurry.

Chen Jian carefully examined the smoke rising everywhere and found that several places were different from others. Some of these places are private houses, some are on the road, and some are even in military camps.

Could it really be that as Xuan Lie said, the fine work has infiltrated all over the city?

What to do?

Seeing that soldiers and civilians were constantly falling to the ground on the road, Chen Jian frowned.

How to unravel the soldiers and the people, and how to find out the subtleties? Jelufu's army will surely take advantage of the great chaos in the city. How to defend against the enemy's internal and external combinations?

A large number of problems were placed in front of him, and Chen Jian fell into deep contemplation.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his eyebrows, and a melodious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

After a few jumps, Chen Jian disappeared between a piece of roof tiles and eaves.

On this side of the mountain, Yelufu's army had already pulled out of the village overnight and marched to Sanping Town.

When the miasma of poison was full of drugs in Sanping Town, Yelufu had already led the army over the mountain.

The people of the death row camp withdrew into Sanping Town in the last battle, and it was only when Shen Zheng's defending soldiers discovered the movement when the Tart Snow army was climbing over the mountain.

While Shen Zheng was directing his soldiers to avoid the poisonous miasma in the city, he received the news of the advance of the Tart Snow army. He handed over the affairs of the city to Chen Zhongliang and ordered Zhang Chao to gather the army as much as possible, while he hurried up to the city tower.

At this time, Yelufu was standing on the mountain peak opposite Sanping Town, looking at the smoke floating in Sanping Town, Yelufu's lean face was full of smug smiles.

It seems that everything is in his own hands, Yelufu said secretly in his heart.

However, what Yelufu didn't expect was that behind him, in the empty tart snow tent, a person was sneaking in.

Most of the soldiers had already marched to Sanping Town, and there were only a few dozen soldiers left behind in the entire Tart Snow military camp.

The man was extremely fast, dodging a few patrolling soldiers and moving through the various tents.

Soon, the man came out of a tent with a bag of belongings on his back, looked left and right, and disappeared into the camp without noticing.

The tart snow army is advancing towards Sanping Town in an orderly manner, and the atmosphere in the house of the commander of Sanping Town is extremely solemn.

"How is the soldier's injury?" Shen Zheng asked Chen Zhongliang, who was standing below, with a frown.

"There are many soldiers who have been poisoned, but fortunately they are not worried about their lives, but I am afraid that they will go to the battlefield-"

"Vice General Zhang, have the soldiers who can be pulled out to fight at the moment be put in order?" Shen Zheng waved his hand to interrupt Chen Zhongliang.

"It's less than 10,000 people. Zhang Chao spread his hands with a bitter expression.

"There are at least 50,000 of them in the tart snow army, how can we resist it. Shen Zheng frowned.

"There is another problem, the details of the poisonous smoke in the city have not yet been found, and things may be uncertain. Although in this situation, Chen Zhongliang didn't want to aggravate Shen Zheng's worries, but the matter was urgent, and he could only report it truthfully.