Confused Escort Confused Account

Although Zhao Shitu's words were reasonable, it was hard to believe.

After all, who is willing to believe such a cruel thing-the young talent admired by everyone, the gentle doctor who does not touch the sword, turned out to be a spy of a foreign race, and his hands were covered with the blood of relatives, companions, and allies.

If the evidence is not conclusive, even Zhao Shitu himself would not admit the truth.

However, even if there were 1 excuses, when Yan Wuhua revealed the secret with her own mouth, the remaining luck was shattered.

Yan Wuhua's bodyguard no longer intends to continue to protect him, but pointed his blade at him and said: "It turns out that we have been kept in the dark and have been used by you."

Zhao Shitu said: "It's not just you, even me and my bodyguard were played by him in the applause."

His eyes pass through several guards, looking at Yan Wuhua, and Yan Wuhua is also looking at him.

He said word by word: "Brother Yan, you have been an accomplice of Yashamen from the very beginning. In Stone Town, you were hijacked by a horse's head and fled to Loulan Ancient Tomb. You were all acting, and the residents of Stone Town, even Including your apprentices, they were all killed under your instructions. So far, the various coincidences experienced by the Escort Bureau are all the result of your secret manipulation. In order to hold power and reputation, you even did not hesitate to kill Biological father, all the disguises you have done are to defraud the secret orders of the four major families, and then plunder the treasures left by Emperor Wen of Sui!"

Yan Wuhua didn't retort, he stared at his former companions and subordinates, his expression was calm, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he seemed to have returned to the polite young man when they first met.

The former guard on the left said sadly: "Young master... No, you are no longer the young master, you...!"

Before his words fell, Yan Wuhua suddenly raised her sleeves, pulled out a bamboo bottle from the bottom of her sleeves, and pulled the bottle open.

From the narrow body of the bottle, some tiny spots spilled out, floating in the air, spreading out like phosphorous powder.

Zhao Shitu took a closer look, only to realize that it was a group of moths the size of fingernails, flapping their wings in a group, flying towards the eyes.He was puzzled, so he heard Xiao Ran shouting loudly beside him: "Oops, cover your nose and don't breathe!"

The warning came too late, the left guard closest to Yan Wuhua froze suddenly, his eyes were wide open, as if he was staring at the trajectory of moths in the air.

His head was tilted up unnaturally, as if pinned by an invisible hand, and blood flowed from his seven orifices, purple-black blood.

The rest of the people immediately covered their mouths and noses, and retreated, but the moths caught up with them at a faster speed, flying in the narrow hall. When everyone in the Yuan Mansion came into contact with the moths, bruises appeared on their skin immediately. The blocks quickly turned purple and spread at an alarming speed.

Zhao Shitu took out the paper fan, and was about to step forward to save someone, but was grabbed by Xiao Ran.

"It's too late." Xiao Ran said in a deep voice, "These moths are nothing more than poisonous attractants. The poisonous roots in their bodies have been planted for more than a day or two, and they are already irreversible."

It has fallen, and there is not one left.

Xiao Ran turned his gaze to him, and said angrily: "Yan Wuhua! You are too vicious."

Yan Wuhua ignored his accusations, as if she didn't see him at all, she only looked at the young man in white clothes and gray cloak opposite, and said calmly: "Boss Zhao, you can kill me at any time, but in Before that, I still have something to say to you."

Zhao Shitu said: "You tell me."

Yan Wuhua said: "I admit that you are a smart person, the smartest person I have met since I came to the Central Plains."

Zhao Shitu didn't appreciate his compliment, shook his head, and sighed: "I once regarded you as a friend, and I didn't want to question my friend."

Yan Wuhua chuckled and said: "It is because of this that you are used by me again and again. Your weakness is that you are too soft-hearted, and it has always been like this."

Zhao Shitu said: "A ruthless heart is of course as hard as a rock, but it's a pity that I can't do it."

Yan Wuhua asked back: "Do you think that if you have love and righteousness, you can defeat me?"

Zhao Shitu said firmly: "Emperor Wen's treasure is not here, even if you move Da Luoma's army, you will not be able to succeed."

Yan Wuhua shook her head and said: "It's a pity that you miscalculated one thing. Actually, what I want is not any treasure at all. The bet between you and me, from the moment you stepped into this valley with me, I have won."

Zhao Shitu showed surprise: "What did you say?"

Yan Wuhua said: "Don't you understand? The King of Dharma doesn't care about the treasures of the people in the Central Plains at all. He just needs a reason to declare war. As long as all the teams that come here to hunt for the treasure are killed here, the bloody feud between Tang and Tibet will be resolved. At that time, your emperor will only focus on fighting, and our Zanpu will only be regarded as a cowardly waste who begs and surrenders. As for whether you can get the treasure or not, it doesn't matter at all, and it doesn't matter whether I die here or not. "

Zhao Shitu asked: "You want to bet your own life in order to help Daroma usurp the throne?"

Yan Wuhua replied: "If you want to achieve great things, you have to gamble enough chips. Could it be that if I don't know martial arts, I can't gamble my life?"

Zhao Shitu was taken aback, and couldn't help but look at the other party again, his eyes stayed on Yan Wuhua's face, and suddenly found that there seemed to be a hint of sarcasm in his smile, his quiet eyes were deeper than usual, like a bottomless pool There are many emotions accumulated under the surface of the spring water, but they never show the slightest bit. Only when life and death come, there will be subtle waves.

What is engulfed in the waves is hatred?Unwilling?Or the pleasure of revenge?

Zhao Shitu couldn't see through it, and he suddenly realized that his understanding of this person was completely wrong, outrageously wrong.

Yan Wuhua seemed to have sensed his thoughts, and said with a sneer: "All of you martial arts practitioners are proud and arrogant, thinking that you must practice high-strength martial arts in order to kill people without blinking an eye, and you must snatch elite weapons. Only then can you be invincible, but you all don’t know that only smart people can really have the last laugh.”

Zhao Shitu stared at him, and said word by word: "Brother Yan is really a smart person."

Yan Wuhua said: "I think it's the same with Zhao Biaotou. In fact, you still have a choice, a choice other than death."

Zhao Shitu said: "You want me to join you? Betrayal?"

Yan Wuhua laughed out loud, raised her chin, raised the corners of her mouth, and said in a loud voice: "Faith? Faith among people in the Jianghu is the biggest joke in the world. You said it was unrighteous for me to kill Yuan Leixing. Did you ever know that Yuan Leixing He has no affection for me at all, he only recognizes me for profit, just like how he seduced my mother in order to cheat the Yashamen's martial arts back then."

Zhao Shitu was stunned and said: "Your mother is a member of the Yasha sect?"

Yan Wuhua said: "That's exactly the case. For the so-called love, she has no hesitation to abandon her teacher's school and go far away. Even if she is called a cult witch, she is still unmoved, but in the end she is still abandoned by Yuan Leixing. Stealing the gold thread clothes is nothing but It's her revenge, and Yuan Leixing is so hypocritical that he doesn't even want to admit it. After many years, he actually believed that I would respect him as a father. You said, such an arrogant and heartless person, shouldn't he deserve to die?"

Zhao Shitu looked at him and did not answer for a long time.

Yan Wuhua's eyes passed him, and cast out of the window vainly: "The so-called heroes outside are just hypocritical people like him. They laugh at you and ridicule you. Don't you have any resentment? Die for love Isn't it the most stupid thing in the world. Zhao Biaotou, what do you think?"

After Yan Wuhua finished speaking, she stared at the young man opposite her tightly, waiting for an answer.

His gaze had never been so urgent, his hands were clenched into fists, his facial features were tense, and his eyebrows were trembling, as if he had poured all his life's enthusiasm into this one answer.

Zhao Shitu moved his lips, hesitant to speak.