A group of patrolling soldiers walked past Gongsun He's door, but there seemed to be an unusual movement in the dark room. A soldier standing at the front of the queue trotted to the door and gently opened the door: "General, are you okay?"
"It's okay, I just accidentally bumped into something. Please step back." Gongsun He's voice came from inside the room, and there didn't seem to be anything unusual.
When the soldier heard that there was nothing unusual in the voice of the person in the room, he bowed and returned to the head of the team. He raised his hand and waved: "Let's go."
The patrol team headed in the other direction.
Hearing the footsteps getting farther and farther, Gongsun He looked away from the door and looked at the man in black in front of him. Only then did he realize that a strand of silver-white hair was hanging down from the side of his black turban. .
"General Gongsun doesn't seem to be afraid of me at all. He doesn't even plan to call for help?"
"I've seen Master Wen's tricks before, and I don't plan to hand over my life here tonight." Gongsun He snorted coldly after hearing Wen Jirou's slightly teasing words, "Since I fall into your hands, there is nothing I can do about it." You can talk about it, what do you want me to do?"
"I came here tonight. I just want to know how the Lord plans to deal with Yunzhong City?"
Gongsun He glanced at Wen Jirou: "If Ranchen dies, Yunzhongcheng will live. If Ranchen lives, Yunzhongcheng will die."
The room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
A soft sigh echoed in the dark air.
"The Ninth Prince, who was sworn to serve the common people, has now reached this stage."
Gongsun He's eyes flashed fiercely, and he wanted to step forward, but found in vain that he couldn't move at all, so he could only speak fiercely: "Wen Jirou, how dare you be so presumptuous."
"What did the Lord promise you on this trip, glory and wealth?" Wen Jirou smiled coldly, "General Gongsun, have you ever thought about it carefully? Your actions have violated the reputation of the Lord for benevolence and righteousness in the world. If Ran Chen really Life and death, if you go back and do the work, will the Holy One really let you go?"
Gongsun He suddenly fell silent.
How could he not know that the night General Manager Lin appeared in Yunzhong City late at night, he knew that he should have encountered the Holy Lord's Ni Lin, but in order to eradicate Yunzhong City, the Holy Lord did not hesitate to take Ni Lin out and give it to others. After he succeeds, I'm afraid that what awaits him will not be a good ending.
No, what was he thinking.
A sharp light suddenly appeared in Gongsun He's eyes. It was rumored that Wen Jirou was the best at deceiving people. Just now, his thoughts almost sank with his words and even began to waver.
If there are other thoughts hidden behind the Holy One, then the ghost-like man in front of him is probably even more terrifying.
Sensing Gongsun He's instant change, Wen Jirou smiled, with a somewhat unpredictable expression: "That's all, people are free to choose. There is nothing wrong with General Gongsun being loyal to the Holy One. However," he sighed lightly, "You have also Having seen the heroic souls who died tragically on the battlefield, can we let those innocent people in the city go?"
Taking the risk of sneaking in late at night for these unrelated people?
Gongsun He was a little shocked, but he still said coldly: "If they don't die, then it will be my Xuanwei Army who will die."
"In that case," Wen Jirou stretched out her hand into her arms, "then I'm offended."
A small white jade porcelain bottle appeared in Wen Jirou's hand, and he poured out a dark brown pill from it.
"what are you doing?"
There was panic in Gongsun He's eyes, but before he could finish his words, Wen Jirou stepped forward, pinched his jaw with her left hand, forced him to speak, and stuffed the pills in without hesitation with the other hand. .
Seeing him swallow the pills, Wen Jirou poked several acupuncture points on his waist with her backhand.
Gongsun He felt a pain in his waist and took several steps back. He reflexively placed one hand on the table beside him and swallowed deeply at the same time. The pill stuck in his throat finally fell out. Go down.
He raised his head and glared: "What did you give me to eat?"
The corner of Wen Jirou's mouth curled up slightly: "Shuixinwan, I just want General Gongsun to listen to my words for the time being."
Gongsun He coughed several times before he recovered.
Wen Jirou walked up to him and lowered her voice: "I just want General Gongsun to tell the Holy One a word for me. If you want the bodies of me and Ranchen, come to Yunzhong City yourself."
After saying that, he reached out to his lower back, and a fan made of gold and jade silk and white jade ribs appeared in his hand. He put the fan on the table beside him.
"After seeing this fan, the Holy Spirit will naturally believe what you say."
After saying that, he was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly he seemed to think of something and turned around again: "I forgot to tell General Gongsun that the Lost Heart Pill attacks every three days, and every time, the heart will hurt like a knife. After five times, the heart will be unable to bear the load and die. You have fifteen days, but you must make good use of it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gongsun He's eyes flashed. A shadow jumped out of the window. There was no one else in the room.
With a "wow" sound, the candle lamp on the table was swept away by Gongsun He angrily and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
"Damn gentle and gentle."
In the blink of an eye, countless torches lit up, and footsteps hurried towards Gongsun He's room.
"General, general."
Like a gust of wind, Sun Tian was the first to rush to Gongsun He's door and banged on the door quickly.
Just when he was about to break the door open, Gongsun He's voice came from inside.
"Vice General Sun enters the room, others should leave first."
The soldiers behind him were hesitant. The sudden sound in the middle of the night was sharp and harsh, making them unable to make up their minds.
Sun Tian glanced back, signaled them to leave with his eyes, then turned around and opened the door.
The room was pitch black and almost nothing could be seen.
But with the extraordinary night vision ability of martial arts practitioners, Sun Tian easily found Gongsun He who was leaning against the table.
Just when he wanted to move forward quickly, his foot hit a foreign object and made a crisp sound.
He bent down to pick it up and found that it was an upside-down candle lantern. After Sun Tian took out the fire stick in his arms and lit the candle lantern in his hand, he saw clearly Gongsun He who was sitting at the table with a pale face.
"General, what happened? A thief broke in?"
He was shocked, walked forward quickly, put the candle lamp in his hand on the table, and helped Gongsun He up.
But Gongsun He just shook his head, indicating that nothing serious happened to him. After taking a breath, he picked up the jade bone handle fan on the table and handed it to Sun Tian, and whispered: "Hurry up. Go to the capital quickly, present this fan to the Holy One, and tell him, in one sentence, if you want to kill me, come to Yunzhong City yourself."
"This is?"
Sun Tian was a little out of control.
"Don't say any more, you set off immediately. I have been poisoned. If the Holy Master cannot get here within fifteen days, I am afraid he will die here."
