Phoenix Phoenix Zhi E Fang

Fu Jian took the bowl from the dinner plate, but his eyes examined the lowered head of the person in front of him.

He looked at his expression, his heart moved slightly, and said: "Why do I think you look familiar."

Murong Chong's heart tightened, but thinking of his changes over the years, and the fact that he had disguised his face when he came here, he forced himself to calm down and said, "Small ones are ordinary in appearance, and it's very common to resemble people."

But Fu Jian was a little skeptical, and said, "Raise your head."

"Terrifying the holy face."

"Resisting the edict and not obeying it?" Fu Jian said softly, although the tone seemed casual, but it made people no longer find any excuses to refuse.

Murong Chong could only raise his head and look at him.

He found that Fu Jian was much older, just like his voice, although there were traces of the past, but it was different after all.

But he still has a feeling of time and space disorder, as if in the palace of Yan Kingdom in Yecheng in 13 years, one of them was the king and the other was a prisoner.

At that time, he seemed to say "raise your head" in such an understatement. He could feel that from that moment on, his life would undergo a huge change...

But I never imagined that it would be such a change...

While Murong Chong was sizing up Fu Jian, Fu Jian was also sizing him up. Of course, he also noticed his fearless eyes, and said with a light smile, "You are a bold one."

Murong Chong came back to his senses, hurriedly lowered his head, and deliberately said in panic: "I was just curious when I first saw Shengyan, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

"I didn't say you were guilty." Fu Jian leaned back on the chair and said, "Raise your head to answer."

Murong Chong could only raise his head again, but this time he stopped looking at him.

"How old is it?" Fu Jian asked.

"Twenty out of five this year." Murong Chong replied.

"I always feel that you are very similar to an old friend, but I can't remember which one it is."

"Your Majesty may have misremembered."

Hearing his explanation, Fu Jian couldn't help laughing: "You are indeed bold."

"Small dare not."

"Don't dare?" Fu Jian looked at him with a smile: "Didn't you just say that I was wrong?"

Murong Chong clenched his fists secretly, lowered his head and stopped talking, pretending to be frightened by Fu Jian, but gently slipped the dagger in his cuff to his palm with one hand.

Fu Jian looked at him for a long time, but he didn't see him speak, and he didn't have anything to say, but for some reason, the sense of familiarity in him always reminded him of a person, a person who had long been buried deep in his memory, and that name seemed to be Then it echoed in my mouth, but I just couldn't speak it.

After thinking for a while, Fu Jian still didn't remember anything, so he could only sigh: "Go down."

Murong Chong originally wanted to wait for the right opportunity, since there are guards outside, if there is any noticeable movement in the camp, it will be almost impossible for him to escape.

So when Fu Jian relaxed his vigilance, he could only be dealt with quickly.At this moment Fu Jian asked himself to back down, Murong Chong had no excuse to stay, so he could only do it now.

As soon as the footsteps took a step forward, a voice came from outside the screen: "Your Majesty, General Fu ordered someone to send the battle report ahead."

When Murong Chong heard the sound, he could only put the dagger back into his sleeve, then bowed and retreated calmly.

Fu Jian didn't pay much attention to him, and he didn't say anything when he saw him stepping back from the corner of his eye.After all, the battle report is ahead, and other things can be put aside for the time being.

Murong Chong retreated from the tent, still unable to suppress his rapid heartbeat.He couldn't explain why he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief the moment someone came in.

If you could take a little risk and get rid of them all together, why would you choose to back down?After waiting for so long, there is such a good opportunity.

Maybe, it's because I want Fu Jian to see himself stepping over the corpses of Qin soldiers and holding a sword to him, rather than the current shameful assassination, and he doesn't know where he died under the knife.

While rushing back, Murong Chong took off the camouflage on his body, first the clothes of the soldiers of Qin State, and then the mask on his face, and threw them on the road he walked, completely ignoring whether there would be any traces left behind.

When he hurried back to his camp, it was already light, and Murong Chong's exhaustion suddenly surged, and he lay down on the camp bed regardless of his dusty clothes.

The bed was very hard, and my back hurt from lying down suddenly, but Murong Chong didn't seem to feel anything, his eyes were fixed on the ceiling, and his thoughts wandered to nowhere...

The Qin army that Fu Jian was in had been in disarray since dawn.The corpses of eight soldiers were found in a tent, and the corpse of another soldier was not far from the king's tent!

After Fu Jian heard this, he just frowned, while the generals who accompanied him, no matter how big or small, were a little flustered.

In the past, although it is not common for enemy troops to sneak into the army to assassinate, it is not a big fuss.But now it's about the king's safety.

The guards were already very tight at night, yet someone still sneaked in.Then the person who was on duty last night must have suffered a lot.

Sitting behind the large marching table, Fu Jian looked at the few people kneeling in front of him pleading guilty. He was not very angry, but in the end it was because they were negligent in their duties that the enemy army sneaked in, and it couldn't just be dismissed like this.

"Have you found anyone yet?" Fu Jian asked coldly.

"The last general is incompetent. Except for the clothes and a mask of our soldiers near the camp, there are no other traces."

"If you sneaked in last night, you couldn't find anyone in just a few hours?"

"I have sent people to search all the nearby hills, but they haven't found any trace."

Fu Jian was a little annoyed for a while, and scolded: "My Habayashiro army was sneaked into the camp, and I didn't know that I killed such a soldier! Now I can't even find the trace of that man?!"

The few people kneeling below suddenly no one dared to speak, they could only lower their heads and wait for the future punishment.

Fu Jian exhaled helplessly to calm himself down: "Don't you even know which country the other party is from?"

"..." There was still a long silence.

Fu Jian couldn't calm down this time, he slapped the table and stood up: "Are these my soldiers? Not even a single assassin can be found! All will be dealt with according to military law!"

Several people dared not explain, after all, they were disadvantaged in their work, and there was no explanation, so they could only go on silently to receive the punishment.

Because there are still troops waiting ahead, the progress of the entire army cannot be delayed because of this matter.So after a few hours, the army set off again.

Those soldiers were buried in an unknown valley, and what awaited them could only be the oblivion of history.

In the face of war, their sacrifice at this moment is not even a sacrifice, it is like gravel falling into the sea, so small that it will not have any impact...