regret?
Zheng Quchi froze, and his brain was turned into a ball of mush by the stimulation. At this moment, he finally returned to reality.
It was over. She had just escaped from death and was so arrogant that she even forgot that the person she was holding was the Living Yama of Ye Kingdom, Yu Wensheng.
How dare she refuse him so arrogantly and resolutely? With his cruel and ruthless temper, he would probably end up with her head in a different place in the next second, right? !
The "regrets" that filled her mind at the moment were all images of her own tragic death.
However, Yu Wensheng picked her up, jumped up, and changed the scene for her.
From the edge of the cliff, we came to a long road with rugged rocks.
Pfft...
It was the sound of human flesh being cut apart and blood spurting out rapidly under the skin.
She turned around in shock, only to see that Yu Wensheng was like a ruthless killing machine. Wherever he went, the cold light was densely woven into a net. No matter people or horses, their limbs were cut off in the "net", leaving flesh and blood everywhere. fly.
He stepped with his toes over the indestructible horse heads and corpses, and flowed through the bottomless river of blood. All the evil spirits and ghosts on his body had to give way. The scene was simply a true reappearance of the Abi Hell.
Zheng Quchi couldn't bear it after just one glance.
I... vomited... The long-lost stomach flu came back with a familiarity, and she quickly covered her mouth.
Because she suspected that if she couldn't hold it back and vomited all over him, Yu Wensheng would be able to separate her limbs from those people.
Damn, that’s so perverted!
He kills people, why does he always like to use this method, but he can't give others a happy life?
Looking at the broken limbs and corpses in that area, as well as the half-part bodies that were still alive and howling, the hatred and anger in her heart completely calmed down, and she even began to sympathize with these barbarians.
When they meet the living Yama, he will be responsible for sending them to see the underworld.
Seeing her shaking violently: "Are you scared?"
There was a joking voice above his head, and Zheng Quchi felt whip pain all over his body. When he moved him with him, the wound was pulled, and he grimaced in pain and shook his whole body.
She really regretted it.
It's not good for her to hold anyone because she has weak hands. She has to be afraid of death and hold a living Yama.
She hissed through her teeth and laughed at herself: "I'm scared. When those barbarians were chasing after me, when I was whipped and rolled all over the ground, when I killed the general and took away his horse and ran away, when I was just now When I almost fell off my horse and fell into the abyss..."
Yu Wensheng remained silent for a moment. He stared coldly at the remaining barbarian cavalry. They were so frightened that they were crawling and rolling in an attempt to escape.
"Wait a minute, there will be times when you will be more scared."
As he said that, he pulled her away with one hand. When Zheng Quchi almost fell to the ground uncontrollably, he swept away again. The Xuanjia army chasing behind them formed a heavy encirclement force and surrounded her. It's trapped in it.
What follows is a bloody fight, but this time, the prey is no longer Zheng Quchi, but a nomadic barbarian, and the person who dominates all life and death is Yu Wensheng.
Zheng Quchi was blocked by the armored wall formed by the Xuanjia Army, and was also isolated from the bloody storm. She stood there in confusion, her mind full of confusion, what did Yu Wensheng's last sentence mean...
Until she saw you who was pulled off the horse, her expression was stagnant.
When the two looked at each other, a strong premonition of an impending storm hit their hearts.
——
Among the peaks, I heard the wind whistling by. Gongshu Lan's robes were fluttering. He stared at the winding corridor at the foot of the mountain with his beautiful eyes. He suddenly asked in surprise: "Sang Xuanqing is so good at the divine arm crossbow?"
She had investigated all the way to this point, but she had a clear view of Sang Xuanqing's every move.
During this process, her desperate counterattack and survival in difficult situations were reversed one after another, which amazed her.
Her fate is really great.
You can't die like this.
However, it would be better if she did not die.
Originally, the purpose of Gongshu Lan helping the nomadic barbarians break into Guixuan Ridge was not to kill her, but just to divert attention and blind everyone.
What she wants is for Sang Xuanqing to become a traitor and a traitor that everyone wants to beat up. What she wants is for the Sang family to become restless and for Sang Xuanqing's sister to be sincerely disliked by Yu Wensheng. It would be too cheap to let her die like this. They are.
"Indeed, the divine arm repeating crossbow she used requires extraordinary arm strength, but at the same time it is extremely powerful and can break through armor and stone. However, it was not made by the Ye Kingdom. It is one of the heavy weapons used by the Mo family. It is extraordinary. Able to contact and learn. She is not colluding with the Mohist family, but she is a direct disciple of the Mohist family."
"Seriously?" Gongshu Lan turned his head happily after hearing this and asked the people behind him for confirmation.
The other party nodded: "Of course, Gongshujia and the Mohist family have never dealt with each other. We should know each other's strengths and weaknesses and know a thing or two through investigation."
"That's great. As long as we are sure of her identity and add this imitation military layout drawing of Fu County, we can completely classify her as a spy and traitor." Gong Shulan took out a drawing from his wallet Spread it out, and there is an army map on it.
Compared with the camp map of Changxunpo, this military defense map is more important.
Gong Shulan believed that no general in any country could tolerate such a thing.
Pulling up his brimmed hat over his head, Gong Shulan turned around and walked down the mountain.
"Yu Wensheng is here, let's go and see what he will do with Mr. Sang Xuan Qing."
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Zheng Quchi was brought back to Guixuanling by Yu Wensheng. No one cared about her injuries, and no one said a word to her. She gritted her teeth, endured the pain, and thought about the problem in silence.
She was not surprised that you were captured, but what did Yu Wensheng's words mean?
What did he mean by bringing Ya, who had been tortured into a state of disgrace, in front of her?
When she was feeling uneasy, she thought of that letter with many twists and turns again...
Returning to the quarry, the cavalry dismounted and lined up in a square and circular formation, with only a few key people remaining in the middle.
Moving the pear blossom chair, Yu Wensheng lifted up his robe, sat down leisurely and dignifiedly, casually pulled off the blood-stained gloves on his hands, and put on a new pair.
Although his hands were spotless again, the blood-evil aura around him still lingered for a long time, causing people to retreat three hundred feet away from him.
He looked at Zheng Quchi, his skin under the mask was clear and flawless, but his particularly red eyes made people frightened: "Where are the other people on Guixan Ridge?"
Zheng Quchi replied to him: "They should all be hiding in caves deep in the mountains and forests now."
The troops searched, tracked, and patrolled around, but found that there was no fighting or bloodshed, and the empty quarry made everything that happened even more confusing.
Fu Rong's eyes kept wandering around Zheng Quchi. He seemed to have noticed something strange about her and was observing: "You...have no casualties?"
Zheng Quchi looked very conflicted towards Rong, and she didn't understand why.
She looked very bad at this time, and her injuries continued to worsen, but she had to brace herself up to deal with them.
"I don't know. When I discovered that nomadic barbarians were invading, I immediately asked the workers to ring the bell and evacuate the crowd. Because I had trained the craftsmen in emergency response measures in advance, so when they heard the level three danger bell, , will leave the construction site on their own and run to the shelter I pointed out."
Because of the injury to her throat, her speech was rough, scratchy, unpleasant and slow.
Yu Wensheng's gaze drifted across her neck, where there was a red and swollen line: "What about you? Why are you there?"
"Me?" Zheng Quchi said matter-of-factly after a moment of silence: "I am their boss. They can escape to a safe place as soon as possible, but I can't. I have to make sure to light the beacon smoke on the pier and find them. Rescue is the only way, otherwise... hiding will not solve the problem. In the end, you will still be found by the barbarian who sniffs like a wolf."
Everyone looked at her in surprise when they heard this.
Is this... is this true?
But she was clearly recognized by them as a craftsman of the Mo family. If so, why would she risk her life so much just to save some craftsmen who had nothing to do with her?
Yu Wensheng continued to ask her: "You were the one who set off the wolf smoke, and you were the one who led the nomadic barbarians towards the north road. So how did you escape from so many people?"
Wang Zebang observed the quiver she was carrying: "Are you good at crossbows?"
At this time, Zheng Quchi's crossbow had long been lost together with the horse, and only the quiver he carried all the way was left. The arrows of the bow and the crossbow arrows were different, and they could be seen through at a glance.
As he said that, he glanced at Ya who was lying on the ground without saying a word. This person was also good at crossbows...
Is there really such a coincidence in the world?
He immediately asked in a cold voice: "Sang Xuanqing, I'm afraid you are not an ordinary Mohist disciple. Who are you from the Mohist family?"
Zheng Quchi's heart skipped a beat, he swallowed, gritted his teeth and struggled for a long time, but still couldn't answer.
Because she herself didn't know much about this matter, but she had a general understanding that it must not only be a clerical job delivering information, but maybe also part-time activities such as assassinations.
"She can't answer, why don't you tell me?" Wei Yao lowered his eyes and kicked Yao, who was like a dead dog.
His teeth clenched with hatred. He opened his eyes suddenly and asked Zheng Quchi, "Did you betray us?"
Zheng Quchi hesitated for a moment, then asked vaguely: "Which one are you asking about?"
His pupils suffocated.
How many times has this bastard betrayed them, huh? !
Seeing that he was defeated by her just one word, she took advantage of this gap and hurriedly turned to Wei Yao, her eyes moved sincerely, and asked what she had always wanted to ask: "Wei Yao, have you received the letter I sent you? ?"
She didn't call her the usual friendly "Brother Wei", firstly because it was inappropriate for this occasion, and secondly, she didn't want to offend anyone.
Wei Yao was startled: "What letter?"
Zheng Quchi's face turned pale when he heard this, but he refused to give up and asked: "Then do you know that I came to see you a few days ago?"
"Have you come to see me?" Wei Yao frowned.
"What about Feng Qing, have you seen him?"
When Wei Yao heard the name Feng Qing, his face turned livid and he stared at her with complex eyes: "Feng Qing, he died a few days ago!"
When Zheng Quchi heard this, his mind went blank.
"……died?"
The letter was not delivered, and her search for someone was not reported. In other words, in their eyes, she had not done anything to "turn back and make peace".
She was even a traitor who pretended to surrender, but secretly planned to save people with her companions.
How should she explain, how should she tell them so that they would believe her?
She looked at Yu Wensheng and said solemnly with all her heart: "I have never betrayed you, and Feng Qing's matter has nothing to do with me."
Yu Wensheng stared into her eyes, those light brown eyes, fragile and tearful yet so strong and unyielding, so bright and bright that his indifferent expression was slightly disturbed.
Wang Zebang took out a piece of paper and threw it to her: "Sang Xuanqing, you must have drawn this map."
Without picking it up, Zheng Quchi knew what it was: "Yes, but it is fake. If you don't believe it, compare it carefully."
Hearing this, you immediately stared at her angrily.
After hearing this, Wei Yao's cold expression finally became a little moved: "Since you didn't want to save people with him, why didn't you report Ya's matter in the first place?"
Zheng Quchi's expression froze and he didn't speak for a long time.
Wei Yao said: "You should have seen him before you started work. He has Fu Rong's special tracking powder on him. Once it is contaminated, it will be left behind no matter who comes into contact with it, and you have it." , it has been there for a long time, after so many days, don’t say that the general has not given you a chance, but you have never cherished it, until today."
Zheng Quchi suddenly raised his head: "I do. On the day I told you about your departure from the camp on the 17th, I also wrote a whistleblower letter. I asked Uncle Mu to give it to you."
When Muke was mentioned, Wei Yao and Wang Zebang's expressions darkened instantly.
Wang Zebang asked: "Sang Xuanqing, Mu Ke is dead, Feng Qing is also dead, why can't everyone you mentioned live to defend you? It's because you knew that your lies would be exposed by them, so you came forward in advance Have you dealt with these people?”
Zheng Quchi couldn't believe it: "What did you say? Uncle Mu...impossible!"
"Sang Xuanqing, did you really do it?" Wei Yao's sharp eyes held her tightly.
Zheng Quchi's nose was so sore that she was about to cry, but she was too stubborn to show weakness at this time. She shook her head: "I don't. Uncle Mu treats me so well. I, Sang Xuanqing, will never be able to do such a ruthless thing!"
Wang Zebang didn't believe her: "Then tell me, why did you choose to hide it and not report it when people from the Mo family found you? Instead, you went to such trouble in advance and wrote a letter in a roundabout way? I'm afraid all this is just your verbal excuse."
As soon as these words came out, Zheng Quchi immediately broke through his defense.
Her clear eyes spurted out a burst of flaming power, and she said word by word: "I reported it. I couldn't help it at the time. Everyone only knows how to look at things from their own standpoint. How did you know that I What was the situation you were in at that time?"
Wang Zebang was momentarily stunned by her stern words.
"You want to say that you did not betray, but just pretended to obey the enemy? Is there any misunderstanding in this?" Yu Wensheng spoke slowly at this time.
As soon as he made a sound, the people around him automatically silenced him.
Zheng Quchi's eyes were so clear: "Yes."
"General, don't listen to such petty words." At this time, a female voice intervened from the side, and Gongsulanti was seen holding the skirt of her skirt, looking like she was rushing over: "General, take a look at this first. Let’s talk about what it is.”
(End of chapter)
