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Xing Sheng: I can't help it!

Meng Qian threw a dagger on the ground and said to him, "Slash your face."

Xing Sheng's ancient well-free eyes still did not waver, nor did he bend down to pick up the dagger.

"What? You don't want your child's life?" Meng Qian raised her eyebrows and asked, even though her back was turned to the two children, she could know how frightening this matter must be for them.

Xing Cheng had no choice but to bow his head to obey orders, bent down to pick up the dagger, put it in his palm and played it carefully, and asked curiously: "I really don't understand why my lord came here? If the next official is that little apprentice, how can I return to the old place?" Back, back to Jianhe Valley? There are a lot of acquaintances, many people, and sooner or later the secret will be leaked, not to mention that even if Gu Laiqiu had a young apprentice, the adults arrested him back then, how could he not know if he looks like a low-ranking official? certificate."

"Do you really think that this officer is completely unprepared? In the past, you fought hard and ended up in an unrecognizable end. Who knows what you look like. As for the Seventh Battalion, Ning Wu suffered a lot of casualties in a bitter battle a few years ago. , only a few people are lucky enough to survive, who else will remember you?" Meng Qian thought about it, and immediately said on guard: "Are you procrastinating? Don't you dare to find another person to come here instead of following what I said?"

"The life of the subordinate's child is in the hands of the adults, how dare you go half a step?"

"Okay," Meng Qian said triumphantly, "Fu Yuanping, let's do it."

Fu Yuanping, a name that has long been remembered and forgotten.

Xingcheng glanced at Shuya and Shuze in the corner, and begged: "The next official is under the control of the adults, let the children go, they don't care about anything, they shouldn't see blood casually."

"You are a good father, but you should also understand that it is better to be frightened than to lose your life."

Xing Sheng really reached a point where he had no way out.

It is not difficult to kill Meng Qian, but a nine-year-old child should not see such horror, and the consequences of killing the imperial general without authorization are unpredictable, not to mention that Gan Yi has long been wary of him, and this is near Jianhe Valley, no matter what Yijing couldn't escape being involved, but if he didn't kill...

Xing Cheng slowly raised the dagger, with a calm expression on his face, secretly anxious - he suddenly noticed that Meng Qian was coming alone.

"Okay, I'll go with you, meet Gan Yi, and let my child go."

"You finally have the courage to admit it!" Meng Qian gritted her teeth in joy, "You have no choice but to follow me, otherwise you'll just wait for the white-haired man to send you off!"

Xing Cheng did sneer, drew his long sword across his neck with his left hand, took advantage of Meng Qian's shock, and threw the dagger at Shuze's feet with his right hand.

Shuze reacted immediately, grabbed the dagger and started to cut the rope.

"What do you mean?" Meng Qian asked him.

"You decide for yourself, should you let them go, or let me die here? Ling Junhou's son died at your hands, do you think you and Gan Yi still have a way out?"

"Your threat is a joke. When you die, drag your body to the court to verify your integrity. The only one waiting to be executed is Nanrong Juncong, who is harboring criminals!"

"If I want to die, what other assassins can you find? When you surrounded and suppressed me alone with thousands of troops, have you forgotten your loss? With my ability, I will let you find half of the flaws?"

Xing Sheng's words aroused Meng Qian's panic that day.

But with the strength of one person, he killed and wounded eight hundred elite soldiers, and finally lost due to exhaustion...

While Meng Qian was thinking about it, Shuze had quietly cut the rope, removed the silk cloth from her mouth, peered at Cheng and nodded, carried Meng Qian behind her back to help her younger sister, and came to the window to barely support herself, who was about the same height as herself. Shuya stepped on his back first to climb out of the room.

But Shuya is still young and not tall, and it is difficult to get a foothold when she climbs out of the window. Finally, she fell to the ground and made a noise. Meng Qian, who was confronting her peer Sheng, turned her head and saw that the little girl had disappeared. He didn't see him, and the boy also broke free from the rope, annoyed that he had fallen into Fu Yuanping's trick, and immediately stepped forward to catch Shuze.

"Don't even think about it!" Meng Qian shouted loudly.

Shuze, who was at a loss at first, was frightened into panic by his ferocious expression, and seeing Meng Qian striding towards the shooting star, only a short distance away from her, she instinctively raised the dagger thrown by Xingcheng tremblingly, as a gesture The appearance of a strong outsider.

But Xingcheng was afraid that his son and daughter would be hurt, so he chased Meng Qian forward a few steps, cut his hands behind him, and pressed his body down suddenly.

Then Xing Cheng heard the sound of a sharp knife piercing into flesh.

There was an instant of silence.

Shuze stared blankly at Meng Qian's swollen bloodshot eyes.

Xing Cheng only felt that someone had stabbed him in the heart.

"Hmm..." Meng Qian's body suddenly became heavy, and Xing Cheng couldn't help but tugged and fell to the ground, along with Shuze's bloody cheek.

"Shuze!"

Xing Cheng threw Meng Qian away, and rushed forward to hug his son heart-piercingly.The bloody smell from Shuze's body instantly filled Xing Cheng's mouth and nose, and those childlike eyes seemed to lose their luster forever, even though Xing Sheng hugged and shouted, he didn't respond anymore.

"Shuze...Shuze, you promise father..." Xing Sheng frantically tried to stop Shuze's bleeding, but he himself was seriously injured, and his eyes were blackened by such a thunderbolt from the blue sky, wishing he could just fall unconscious and even die forever. But after swallowing the blood and tears, he still forced himself to wake up, thinking that maybe it was just a superficial injury, and stopping the bleeding in time could save his life.

"It's my fault... It's all my fault... If I had been earlier..."

While saying thousands of words of complaints, he searched for Shuze's wound.

The blood stained his palm, but he still couldn't find where Shuze's wound was, and Shuze was always looking dull.

Xing Sheng seemed to have thought of something, and looked back - Meng Qian fell behind him, with the dagger that Shuze was holding in his heart stuck in his heart.

Meng Qian died.

Shuze had to understand what "dead" was.

"Are you serious, Meng Qian brought you here?" Yijing asked Wangxi.

"His name is Meng Qian, and his master's name is Gan Yi. He was there when I killed you." Wang Xi replied affirmatively. Because the power of demons and ghosts was suppressed by Nangong Yuqi, he couldn't even walk a few more steps now. It was inevitable that he was out of breath, so Chang Ming had to half-drag and half-drag him on the road, looking for the way he came from.

"He saw it?!" Chang Ming suddenly turned pale.

"What did you see?" Yijing stopped and asked in confusion.

"In order to separate the two of you, Xingcheng used Uncle Gu's trick... Meng Qian has been with Uncle Gu for so many years, so he will definitely recognize him!"

Yijing understood what this meant.

Seeing that the two were so anxious, Wang Xi had no choice but to keep his head on the road. After a while, he finally saw the thatched hut and shouted to the two, "That's where Meng Qian used to rest."

"Ah!—" There was a gut-wrenching scream not far away, and the trembling voice remained a little immature.

Hearing the sound, the three of them all turned cold. They looked at each other and rushed forward in a hurry. Before they could think carefully, they broke into the door.

Meng Qianling, who was covered in blood and lying on the ground, gasped for air. He immediately turned over the corpse and tried several times to find his pulse and breath, but he could only feel the fading body temperature.

"How... how could you kill him!" Chang Ming asked Xing Cheng angrily, while Wang Xi looked thoughtfully at Xing Cheng and his son who were half kneeling on the ground.

"It wasn't Xingcheng's doing." Yijing turned his head, his eyes were like torches, he passed the flustered Xingcheng, and landed on the ignorant child who was devastated, "He killed him."

Only then did Chang Ming notice the mottled blood all over Shuze's body.

"Great Commander!" Xing Sheng anxiously protected Shuze behind him, took another breath and tried to restore his previous face without changing his face, but it was in vain. Regardless of his incoherent speech and muddy mind, he hurriedly explained to Yijing: "He didn't do it on purpose. It was an accidental injury! Meng Qian arrested Shuze, and it was because I missed him in a moment of impatience that he died..."

"Xingcheng!" Yijing stopped his nonsense with a solemn expression, "Speak clearly."

It seems that Xing Sheng paused for a moment because of Yijing's voice, and did not listen to his words. Instead, he begged at a loss: "Shuze is young and ignorant, please ask the commander of the army to raise your hand, and attribute it to the crime of the lower official. The lower official ..."

"Snapped!"

This crisp sound made Xingcheng wake up like a dream, and finally felt the pain of acupuncture and fire on his cheek, but there was a chill in his heart, and finally he sighed, and then hurriedly explained the matter.

"He knows?" Chang Ming exclaimed even though he calmed himself down.

Xing Cheng closed his eyes and nodded, sweat running down his face.

"How did he know about Fu Yuanping?" Yijing asked Xingcheng.

"It was he who brought Wang Xi, and he saw all those things."

"He seems to be doomed to die." Wang Xi looked at a bare earth wall with empty eyes, and said without sadness and emotion: "He knows about the ghost and Si Fuluo, even if I can only kill him .”

Xing Cheng looked back at Shuze, silent, he knew in his heart that it was just that Wang Xi felt guilty for accidentally hurting himself, so he spoke words of comfort, and before Wang Xi could speak again, he said: "I killed the person, I didn't people know."

Before Chang Ming could speak, Wang Xi glared at Xing Cheng: "I killed the man, no one knows. This happened because of me, if I hadn't brought him here..."

"Take the children away," Yijing coldly interrupted the two of them arguing with each other, and his deep voice could not help anyone to argue, "Search the official seal from him, and set fire to this place."

"But..." Xing Cheng looked at the army commander who stood up resolutely with a lot of worry.

"What else do you want from me!" Yijing dragged him up, leaned down and hugged Shuze again, "Your master died unjustly, and you are the only apprentice left. What if I let you die?" I'm sorry for the general, besides, you are now the son of Marquis Ling. If you killed Gan Yi's confidant and beloved general, wouldn't you just give someone a handle and let Gan Yi find an excuse to dispose of Marquis Ling? Or the nephew who lost me and found it again? Hand it over? Gan Yi is so smart, can't she see the key? Am I going to let my people live in that dark age?"

"But the murderer dies..." Wang Xi looked at his uncle, a little wavering, or feeling uneasy.

"It's already reached the point where it affects the whole body. Think about Si Fuluo's clansmen." Chang Ming stretched out his hand and took him outside the house. "This is an officialdom. Are there not many people who died unexpectedly?"

Wang Xi was taken aback, and was taken away by Chang Ming.

"Is it really impossible to leave?" Cheng Jing knew that the situation was serious, but he still couldn't help asking.

"Really." Yijing said an answer that made him feel ashamed.

"Gan Yi will definitely do everything possible to find Meng Qian. If I leave like this, isn't it a guilty conscience? Even if it is reasonable, it is hard to tell."

Wang Xi looked at the two from the side, hesitated to speak, his expression did not escape Yijing's eyes, only to hear Uncle smile sadly: "It's not Wang Xi's fault, it's not Xing Cheng's fault...but What I'm walking on is a road of no return. Even if Gan Yi doesn't pursue it, how can Gu Xiaowu let it go if we leave?"

"I don't understand..." Wang Xi was only sad when he saw Yijing, and he was also depressed in his heart.

"Don't understand", Yijing fetched a candle, ignited Meng Qian's official certificate, and said softly to Wang Xi: "Go back with eldest brother, and live a safe and joyful life."