Quick wear: The full-level boss has torn up the cannon fodder script again

Chapter 204

In the blink of an eye, one after another, the hidden guards died in front of him. Before they died, before they could even react, they were pierced through the heart by the weapons that fell to the ground and rose in the air.

And the person who controlled all of this didn't even bat an eye.

Wen Congli's body trembled uncontrollably.

He thought of running away countless times, but no matter how he tried, it was all in vain.

Because he can't move at all.

That's why those dead shadow guards will stand still and wait for death to come.

His limbs were as rigid as he could not move, and the only thing he could move was his head.

He can breathe, open his eyes, speak, and see death getting closer and closer to him soberly, but he is powerless.

When the god of death fell on his head, Wen Congli finally found his voice.

He pretended to be calm and said, "You can't kill me."

Shu Liang narrowed his eyes.

"If I die, Nan'an will immediately launch a war against Wei. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try."

The sharp blade swung down and barely stopped a few centimeters away from his head.

Wen Congli breathed a sigh of relief, his back was already soaked in cold sweat.

... She really still cares about the people.

Just when he was complacent about this, and before he had time to celebrate the rest of his life after the catastrophe, a person who was still far away from him just now appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Although there was a slight difference in height, at this moment, Wen Congli had the illusion that the other party was looking down on him.

There was a smile on Shu Liang's lips, there was no warmth, even the sarcasm in the corner of his eyes was cold.

"Think you have caught my weakness?"

He was desperate, and his eyes couldn't help looking out the door, hoping that someone could appear and save him from the claws of evil.

"..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Congli felt his neck tighten. Before his consciousness could react, his body felt something was wrong. A terrifying sense of oppression hit him, making his hair stand on end.

The cold and slender hands were stronger than pliers, firmly locked his neck, lifted him up, his feet were suspended in the air, and his center of gravity suddenly lost.

Tighten every inch.

Shu Liang's face was icy cold, and there was a faint black mist lingering between his brows, looking full of evil spirit.

Wen Congli was so flustered that he felt a sense of despair that the end was approaching, and his heart was almost chilled.

...Could it be that today, she really wants to die here, at her hands?
Not reconciled.

His complexion turned from white to blue, and his eyes gradually became blurred. He opened his mouth tremblingly, but couldn't make a sound.

Seeing that Shu Liang was really going to kill Wen Congli, 021 finally couldn't help it, jumped out and said:

【Master Shu Liang, he didn't lie just now.Once he is dead, Nan'an will launch a war against Wei! 】

When Wen Congli said this, the word "lie" did not appear above his head.

...It seems that when people face the fear of death, they inadvertently weave lies.

"Tsk."

Shu Liang frowned displeased.

Of course she knew what 021 said, but he almost caused Xiao Yan's death, and she always felt a little bit unwilling to let her let him go so easily.

Shu Liang took Li Yan and left before another group of hidden guards came to check after they noticed something was wrong.

……

When Wen Congli woke up, he felt sore all over his body, especially his neck, as if his head had been chopped off and then put back abruptly. He raised his hand and found that his neck was wrapped in gauze several times.

He frowned deeply, and began to think about what happened before he passed out, how could his neck be so painful, but all he could think of was that he pointed the arrow at Fu Jinglan, and then Li Yan rushed to block her Before, the scene where the sharp arrow pierced his chest.

This was the last scene in his memory before he passed out.

Looking back, there is only a blank space left.

Wen Congli couldn't remember when he hurt his neck, so he moved his head carefully and looked around.

This is not the guest room where they fought last night, but the room where he himself lives. The incense burner is burning, and there is a faint scent of sandalwood in the room. The surrounding is quiet, only the wooden windows are blown by the breeze outside, and they creak from time to time. sound.

Today is a rare sunny day in winter.

Wen Congli glanced at the light coming in from the window, and suddenly remembered something, his brows were slightly frowned, and he raised his voice, "Wu Sheng!"

As soon as the words fell, Wu Sheng, who had been waiting outside the door, quickly walked in and asked him: "My lord, what's the matter?"

He asked, "What time is it?"

Hearing this, Wu Sheng didn't seem to understand why he asked this question, but he still told the truth.

Hearing his answer, Wen Congli flew into a rage, "It's already past noon, why didn't you wake me up?!"

Seeing him getting angry, Wu Sheng was even more puzzled. He was puzzled, looked at him with strange eyes, and said: "But young master, you clearly told me last night that no matter when you wake up tomorrow, you are not allowed to wake up early... ..."

Wen Congli only thought that he was justifying the mistakes he made, and said displeasedly: "It's a bunch of nonsense! Why don't I remember saying such a thing?!"

After a pause, he said: "Even if I really lost my mind for a while and told you like this, your head is probably made of elm wood. Don't you know how to work around it? Today is the day when Qi Song will be beheaded. As a The presiding judge didn't show up, what kind of talk is that?! Wouldn't it be criticized if it spread?!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and when he raised his head, he found that Wu Sheng not only didn't look like admitting his mistake, but instead raised his head disrespectfully, looking straight at him with strange eyes.

Wen Congli frowned, even though his heart was full of anger, but his subordinates, who were always calm and sensible and didn't need him to worry about, did something wrong one after another, which was really wrong.

He suppressed his anger and asked, "Why do you look at me like this? But what are you dissatisfied with what I said?"

Hearing this, Wu Sheng shook his head, hesitantly said: "But son, Qi Song has been released, so he won't be beheaded at noon today."

what? ! ! !

Wen Congli's eyes widened in shock, followed by more intense anger, and the volume was raised several degrees unconsciously, "Qi Song was released?! By whom? Who allowed you to release Qi Song? Why did you release him without my consent?!"

What a guts! ! ! !

Wu Sheng scratched his head.

...Since waking up, the young master has become very strange, his whole body is not right, could it be that he hurt his head last night?
Seeing that he didn't say a word, but only looked at him with that hesitating expression, Wen Congli was so angry that his lungs would explode, and he didn't even care about those gentle demeanor, he gnashed his teeth and roared: "Speak!!!!"

"Yes." Wu Sheng had no choice but to predict how he would be furious after I told him the truth.

Before speaking, Wu Sheng raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

"The person who released Qi Song...is you, Young Master."

? ? ? ? ? ? ? ! ! ! ! ! !

Wen Congli's mood at the moment can only be described as a thunderclap.

What did Wu Sheng say?He released Qi Song?How is this possible? !
He had obviously lost his conversation with Fu Jinglan, and he had already planned in his heart that he would order someone to kill Qi Song secretly in the prison before she left, and when the official messenger came to ask him to kill him tomorrow, he would make the illusion of Qi Song committing suicide in fear of crime.

Unexpectedly, this woman Fu Jinglan was unreasonable. She not only deceived him, but also fought with him without saying a word, causing him to lose dozens of elite hidden guards. At this moment, she still has to endure such pain...

By the way, Fu Jinglan.

What about her? !

Fu Jinglan knew all his secrets and could expose him at any time.

She can't be allowed to run away, she must be kept behind!
Wen Congli felt a mess in his head, he didn't know whether it was shock or pain, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Fu Jinglan?" Wu Sheng thought for a while before answering: "Young master, didn't you order us to withdraw all follow-up on her last night and go back to rest?"

Wen Congli: "..."

What else did he do last night that he didn't know about? ? ? ! ! !
Wen Congli's memory is blank, he can't remember everything Wu Sheng said he did, but Wu Sheng will not betray him, so there is only one possibility...

Wen Congli frowned: "Are you sure I was the one who gave the order last night?"

"It's definitely you!"

Wu Sheng was very sure, pointing to the jade pendant on his waist, then pointing to the black jade wrench on the thumb of his left hand with special and complicated patterns engraved on it, and said: "I was also surprised when I heard you give those orders last night, so I observed them specially. However, these two things are on you, and the tone of your speech is indeed not imitated by others, I can be sure that you are absolutely right!"

The more Wen Congli listened, the more upset he became, he waved his hand to signal him to shut up, quickly pulled out a thread from the mess, and ordered: "Go and get Qi Song back now, just say that there was a rebel pretending to be me last night." , deceived the officials in the prison, Qi Song is really guilty, if he refuses to submit obediently, then you will punish him on the spot."

After he finished speaking, Wu Sheng didn't move.

Wen Congli frowned: "What are you still doing? Didn't you understand?"

"Young master, it's late."

Wu Sheng shook his head.

late, what does this mean?
Wen Congli's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition filled his heart.

"Young master, you solemnly declared Qi Song's innocence in front of all the officials last night, and that it was the secret guard of the Nan'an royal family who killed seventeen members of the Luo family."

Hearing this, Wen Congli froze.

how is this possible?How could he say such a thing? !

Martial God continued: "At that time, there were a lot of people talking, and not all of them were from us. The news spread quickly, and there were so many people talking, it couldn't be blocked. The most important thing is..."

Wen Congli closed his eyes, feeling ashamed, "What else, let's talk about it together."

Wu Sheng sighed: "Princess Ruan Yu's body has almost recovered."

Ruan Yu?

What does this have to do with her?

Wen Congli no longer had the heart to think about it, so he told him to continue talking.

"Princess Ruan Yu ran out, advertised her identity everywhere, and personally proved Qi Song's innocence, claiming that she and Qi Song just met by chance, not a beloved person, and the person who wiped out Luo's family was not Qi Song, either. It was her people who knew that she was bullied by the Luo family and took revenge for her..."

Wen Congli suddenly clenched his hands into fists, creaking.

Wu Sheng took a step back silently, and then said: "At first, the common people were suspicious of the rumors in the market, but the words of Princess Ruan Yu directly matched your words. Now, everyone knows that Qi Song is innocent... ..."

Therefore, if they want to label Qi Song as a murderer at this moment and use this as an excuse to arrest people, the common people will probably not agree.

Nor can they explain their inconsistent behavior.

"Ruan Yu," Wen Congli gritted his teeth and shouted these two words, "this is something that does more than fail."

Things are a foregone conclusion.

Wen Congli lifted the quilt and got up, opened his arms, and Wu Sheng consciously waited for him to get dressed.

After putting on his clothes, Wen Congli took the mirror handed over by Wu Sheng. Wen Congli slowly loosened the gauze wrapped around his neck, and fixed his eyes on the bronze mirror. Traces of five fingers.

Pinch marks.

Wen Congli recognized it at a glance, it was a woman's hand.

——Fu Jinglan!

It must be her!
From his coma to the present, everything that happened was very strange, completely beyond his grasp and expectations.

But Wen Congli had a strong intuition that it must have something to do with Fu Jinglan.

... No one has ever been able to play him in the palm of his hand again and again.

He squinted.
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Qingying Villa.

After controlling Wen Congli to release Qi Song, Shu Liang sent him back overnight, so as not to be seen by Wen Congli again, and if something went wrong, he made up some ridiculous reasons to arrest him.

Qi Song had already changed out of the tattered prison uniform, put on a green robe and a white robe, and thanked her sincerely: "Fu Jinglan, thank you."

The figure in front of her at this moment vaguely overlapped with the high-spirited outsider in Fu Jinglan's memory.

This should be Qi Song.

Even though he was tortured in prison, his eyes were still clear and bright, and there was no trace of resentment in his eyes, only from his increasingly resolute eyebrows and thin outline, it could be seen that he once Being imprisoned, encountering inhumans.

Qi Song said gratefully: "You have saved my life, and I can't repay you..."

!!!

Stop!

Shu Liang raised her eyebrows and interrupted him, preventing him from continuing: "Wait."

Qi Song paused, wondering: "What's wrong?"

Shu Liang twitched the corners of her mouth: "You don't want to say that you can't repay the favor of saving your life, so you have to promise it with your body?"

Although this doesn't quite fit Qi Song's brain circuit, but with the lessons learned from Li Yan, Shu Liang doesn't dare to be too confident.

Hearing this, Qi Song smiled slowly, he shook his head, looked at the carriage parked not far away meaningfully, and said: "Although Qi doesn't know the matter of love between men and women, he still knows how to read words and expressions." Yes. You care so much about that handsome young master, and anyone with a discerning eye can see your intentions, so how could Qi be unaware of it?"

He said: "I just want to say, if you need anything in the future, I will be at Qingying Villa anytime, waiting to be dispatched."

Shu Liang: "...Okay."

but--

I didn't feel relieved ah hey!

What do you mean by "You care so much for that handsome young master" and "Anyone with a discerning eye can see your intentions"? ? ? ?

The road was in a hurry, the carriage was so bumpy, Li Yan was in a coma, and the wound hadn't recovered yet, so it was only natural for her to take care of her a little bit? !
Why do you have to look at her with a smile in your "I understand" eyes! ! ! !
　This plane probably...maybe...maybe...will end in a few days, what do you want to see in the next plane?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)