Shengjing Conspiracy

He secretly watched the arrows attacking Liu Baisui, but it was too late for him to stop,

Fortunately, at the moment when the arrow was about to hit, Liu Baisui turned his head away, a silver light flashed across the side of his face, and there was no bleeding.

The mask that was tightly attached to his face became disobedient because of the air leak, and Liu Baisui's face instantly turned ferocious. He wiped his face and was furious, "Do you know that masks are very expensive to make!"

An Yi, who was almost scared to death: "... why don't you take off the mask."

"Let me kill him first!" Furious Liu Baisui turned his head to see Kuhn, and rushed towards him with a sword.

Faced with that ferocious and somewhat terrifying face, Kuhn's heart that had been stimulated by the excitement before retreated, but if he surrendered in this situation, there was not enough time for Ku Xuan and his adoptive father to escape, and he had to delay.

However, in the next moment, he fell from the horse to the ground violently, with a sharp sword hanging from his neck.

In a daze, Kuhn gave up struggling and closed his eyes.

On the other side of the underground palace, Ku was also bundled into a cocoon and thrown on the ground. Jing Yun and Wen Youqing stood in front of him, looking down at him.

"Hahahaha..." Ku also stared at them coldly, "It's useless if you kill me, as long as the war breaks out, my plan will succeed."

"You're wrong." When Jing Yun put on a serious face, he still had the spirit of a general Zhenyuan, "Your plan will never succeed."

Ku was also unmoved, he sneered, and stared at Jing Yun, "General Dingyuan, you can be said to be well-received in the border town, even the royal family is afraid of you."

Wen Youqing glanced at Jing Yun, and the other party touched the tip of his nose, that's right, every time he returned to Beijing, Emperor Anping looked at him as if he wanted to take him away, and he didn't care whether he was rare or not.

Ku Ye turned his gaze to Wen Youqing again, "Duke Anguo's son, Tanhualang, has already been in the imperial court in his early twenties, those self-proclaimed extraordinary people in Kyoto may not be as lucky as you."

Now it's time for Jing Yun to see Wen Youqing, and the other party holds his head high and his chest up, it's his own ability!

"So how can people like you understand the struggle of us people!" Ku Ye has completely lost his composure at this time, the ropes binding his hands and feet are tightly stretched, and his eyes are bloodshot, "Heaven destroys Jiuli, I I admit it, but God took away my only child again, I have lost everything, this time is meaningless to me!"

For a while, there was only the sound of Ku Ye's heavy breathing in the empty environment. After a long time, I heard Youqing said calmly: "Brother Yun, how many battles have you fought?"

Jing Yun paused, "Nearly a hundred games."

"How many times have you been injured? How many times have you been seriously injured and near death?"

"I can't remember the injuries I received, and I have been on the verge of death dozens of times."

Wen Youqing nodded thoughtfully, and asked again: "Then how many brothers have you died in total?"

"Three hundred and seven." Jing Yun replied without thinking.

At this time, Ku also stopped panting heavily, and the underground palace was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop on the ground, Wen Youqing said, "If it's according to what you said, shouldn't Brother Yun be directly recruited to attack?"

Ku was also stunned for a moment, his face flushed, and he snarled, "This is different! He is the proud son of heaven, with so many things, how could he care about so few lives!"

"I care!" Jing Yun said in a low voice, "I remember the names of each of them. They are my best fighters and my best brothers."

Ku Ye was also panting, clenching his teeth as if he wanted to pounce on and bite off a piece of Jing Yun's flesh before giving up, "What do you know! You don't know anything!"

"We don't understand anything." The indifferent expression on Wen Youqing's face faded, and a tinge of coldness faded, "You said we are the proud sons of heaven, so do you think you are right?!"

"Of course what I did was right!" Ku also emphasized, not knowing whether to tell Wen Youqing or to hear it himself.

Wen Youqing continued in a cold voice: "You are not doing this for your dead son, nor for the lost city-state, you are for yourself! You only have yourself in your eyes, you are selfish and ignorant and stupid!"

Wen Youqing spoke forcefully, Jing Yun was afraid that he would get angry with him and lose face of the majestic general, so he quickly patted him on the back.

Slapping the man's hand away, Wen Youqing continued: "Maybe your luck is really bad, but do you really have nothing? What about your adoptive sons? Where do you put them? They are just pawns for your revenge." A dog who died for you?!"

"They—" Ku also wanted to refute, but he only said two words and didn't continue. He was thinking about what to refute with a tense neck, but he couldn't say a word.

Wen Youqing walked in front of him slowly, "What do you want to say? Say they are not? But you once regarded them as your children!"

Hasty footsteps came from the underground palace. Seeing Ku Xuan staggering towards him, Wen Youqing smiled, "It's time to end."

"I'm just here to pick up my adoptive father." Ku Xuan avoided his sight, walked to Ku Ye's side, and untied the rope on his body.

What Ku couldn't believe was that looking at the pale young man, he was so angry that he was about to slap him, but the slap didn't land on him, but Jing Yun took it.

"I wanted to beat you up a long time ago, don't mess with me." Jing Yun looked at him like a dead person.

Wen Youqing scoffed unceremoniously, "You should only be in your early forties, why are you so confused like an old man."

"This has nothing to do with you." Ku Ye gave him a vicious look, he shook off Jing Yun's hand and looked at Ku Xuan, "Get lost."

Ku Xuan's face turned pale again, and the two onlookers saw that they were not worthy of him. with.

"Father." Ku Xuan's lips were bitten pale by himself, "Come with me, they won't kill you."

"When did you betray me?" Ku also seemed to have calmed down.

"Wen Youqing went to the bedroom that day."

"Why?" Ku also asked again.

"If your foster father's plan succeeds, life will inevitably be ruined. I don't want your foster father to make a big mistake." Ku Xuan said and took a step closer, "Come with me, I will take you to a safe place, I have Ku Well, no, it is enough to have me, foster father and I will go."

Ku didn't speak anymore. He lowered his head in a daze, and after a while, he turned his head and closed his eyes not to look at Ku Xuan, "Go, I won't go with you."

The three watched him stand up staggeringly, walked to the giant wooden post, pointed to the coffin above it and said suddenly: "The exit is there."

The three of them were taken aback for a moment, and then they saw him push down somewhere on the giant wooden stake, and there was a roar.

The underground palace is about to be destroyed!