My son, he used poison to subdue the world

"The king of Zhou is fatuous. With the talents of the general and the son, why worry about being useless in this troubled world? Why do you bother to stick to this Fengcheng! If you are worried about the people of Fengcheng, I can assure you, I will never It will move every plant and tree here."

Huang Jue felt that the silk threads around his wrist were loosened, and hearing Feng Liuyue's remarks, he just chuckled lightly.

"General Feng was joking, it's not the common people's problem now..."

A sudden force in the hand!

The footsteps are disorderly but extremely fast!

Feng Liuyue didn't pay attention for a while, and Xing Jue was already behind him, the few silk threads were still wrapped around their hands, Xing Jue quickly wound several times, and finally strangled Feng Liuyue's neck.

Hongyu didn't expect such a sudden change, "My lord!"

She exclaimed, but now that Fengliuyue is in Huangjue's hands, Hongyu didn't dare to move at all, she could only grit her teeth and stare at Huangjue angrily.

"Xiao Jue! Let the adults go quickly!"

"I don't care what your purpose is, since you dare to attack the general, you should expect no chance of reconciliation!"

Huang Jue ignored Hongyu, just lowered his head, with a smile on his lips.

"You... I underestimated you."

Fengliuyue originally thought that Huang Jue was famous for his wisdom, and he didn't have much achievements in martial arts, but he never thought that this person's methods are ruthless enough.

Although he is captured by Huang Jue now, he knows his things best.

These silk threads are so sharp that even he dare not touch them lightly, and usually they are only wrapped around his wrists, separated by a layer of ice silk yarn.

If Xingjue continues to confront him like this, then Xingjue's hand...

"Even if you catch me, so what, do you dare to kill me? Sujue, do you really dare to kill me?! Mr. Sujue should not be so stupid as to think that if I want to attack Fenghua God of War, I will only arrange one Hongyu.

If I die here today, even if you kill Hongyu, other people will spread the news. I have [-] soldiers in Beizhu, and only [-] elite soldiers are left in your Fengcheng. Only those ordinary people left.

We have made full preparations, but you... Heh, with 10 people besieging a city, what chance do you think you have of being able to escape unscathed? "

Even if he is hailed as the god of war, he is still a human being.

Huang Jue's pupils tightened, "Feng, Liu, Yue! You really deserve to die!"

"Unfortunately, I can't die."

Merry Moon could sense how angry the people behind her were, but she still didn't panic at all, she still smiled.

"Xiaojue, let me go. If I die here today, then tomorrow a hundred thousand troops will march straight towards Fengcheng. You have no power to resist, and even gave them a reason to attack.

But if you let me go, I can't guarantee that I won't attack Fengcheng, but I promise that I won't set foot in Fengcheng within ten days. "

Even if Ling Wushuang is fine now, so what, but the body must be weak after the poison has just been detoxified, and even if he wants to leave, he can't go far. If he meets at this time, he will definitely die.

If you wait another ten days, no matter what happens to Fengcheng, at least Ling Wushuang will recover almost.

The most taboo of Merry Moon is Ling Wushuang, otherwise she would not choose the method of secretly poisoning.

If it wasn't for the trick, it would be absolutely impossible for him to give her a chance to recuperate and leave a hidden danger for himself.

He has no choice...

There is no choice for tricks.

Sensing that the man's fingertips were trembling a little, and even his own neck was streaked with blood, the corners of Merry Moon's mouth deepened, "Don't you believe that I have others? How about it? Take a gamble? Do you dare to gamble?"

It doesn't matter to him to bet on Ling Wushuang's life, but how dare you?

I dare not...

Just like Ling Wushuang would keep Hongyu because she looks somewhat similar to the old castellan, because the old castellan is the person she cares about the most.

And Ling Wushuang was also the one he cared about the most.

If Merry Moon is put back, then Fengcheng will probably be completely over, but if not...

With the current situation in Fengcheng and Ling Wushuang's current state, there is no way to survive in the hands of those people.

What's more, these two people don't know, but he knows very well that Ling Wushuang is no longer the handsome god of war who can set the world with a red tassel.

"You better keep your word."

Huang Jue closed her eyes, although Feng Liuyue used such methods, what she said was still keeping her promise.

Ten days is enough time for him to arrange the next thing...

"Tsk, I knew that Mr. Huang Jue was a smart man."

"You can go, but Hongyu must stay."

Letting one go is enough to be aggrieved, but one has to be left to let him vent his anger. The general was poisoned, how could this matter be easily overturned.