[Seventy-five] King of Xiangyang is super fierce

The huge house is spotless, with no furnishings, only the gold-cast roof and floor show how extravagant and luxurious Xiangyang Palace really is.

Ji Gao built a brazier in the room, and the King of Xiangyang felt better, holding a cup of bitter tea and slowly drinking it, the warmth was exuded from his fingertips, several times the frozen body of the King of Xiangyang couldn't bear the sudden shock It was so warm that I almost couldn't hold the cup steady.

Sitting opposite him, Ji Gao looked at him leisurely. The King of Xiangyang guessed that now Ji Gao was full of self-confidence, and maybe he had completely ignored himself, so he asked: "Since I am useless, you lured me to Xiangyang. And why?"

Ji Gao laughed, "The reason why I went to the Miao people at the beginning was to find a way to call the real prince back from them. But Xu Mengyuan's master, that is, Yu Long, the witch with lop ears, she said The real prince is dead and can't be found."

King Xiangyang smiled softly, "He is dead, indeed dead."

Ji Gao narrowed his eyes dangerously, and then opened them suddenly, "Then you have to try all the methods I found, and then you go to bury him with him."

King Xiangyang's body shook, and his face paled a lot, "What will happen after you kill Yu Taki? What is your plan?"

Ji Gao looked at him calmly, and the words pierced out of his mouth like a sharp sword, "It's okay to tell you. I killed Mitaki, buried her body in the sand, poured wax juice on her head, and set her on fire. She wanted to open her mouth to curse me, but I cut off her tongue, sliced ​​it into pieces, and rewarded the soldiers with wine."

King Xiangyang's stomach twitched, "You...!"

"Xu Mengyuan thought that his master was killed by the emperor's order, so he wanted to avenge her. Originally, he planned to use his Gu corpse to get rid of all the unsightly knight-errants in Songjiang Mansion, but he didn't expect him to soften his heart."

"The Gu on your body was also made by me."

Xiangyang Wang listened to him quietly, his face turned green and white, and he slammed the case with his palm, and the rosewood case turned into a pile of sawdust in an instant.

Ji Gao's eyes lit up, but he didn't stop talking: "I didn't expect you to be so injured and still have such skill. Maybe your usefulness will exceed my imagination."

Xiangyang Wang's five fingers tightened slightly due to spasm: "Then what is your plan? Apart from colluding with the rebels in the rivers and lakes and putting the alliance letter in the skyscraper, what preparations have you made? Those who pretended to be Huns going north Generals of the Great Song Dynasty, whose manpower is it?"

Ji Gao looked into King Xiangyang's burning and angry eyes, stared at the other's beautiful and sarcastic eyes, and said, "So you know a lot."

The King of Xiangyang stared at Ji Gao: "I'm afraid you don't worry about these preparations alone. How many troops do you have?"

"The soldier talisman you returned to the Holy Majesty is a fake." Ji Gao sat down in the animal skin chair, his body sunk deeply into the soft fur.

King Xiangyang glanced at the water-colored and shiny fur, lingering on the light brown pattern, as if he could imagine what a ferocious and beautiful beast it was, and it used to use its sharp teeth to penetrate the blood vessels of its prey neatly. It's a pity, Now it's just a decoration on a chair.

"is fake?!"

Ji Gao stretched out his hands to straighten out those fur patterns, "The little emperor also knew that the soldier talisman was fake, but he didn't pierce it. Do you know why he insisted on sending you to Songjiang Mansion? Because in fact, he had received the news a long time ago and knew Something happened to Songjiang Mansion, he is... wanting you to go and never return."

"Impossible! You want to provoke us?" King Xiangyang's throat was full of fishy sweetness again, "It's because he likes Ding Yuehua and wants to get her back!"

Ji Gao hooked the corners of his lips contemptuously, "Oh? Then why didn't he marry her?"

King Xiangyang's hands and feet were instantly cold, and he leaned against the same bitingly cold wall behind him, speechless.

"I still have all the troops before the prince in my hands, plus Ding Wei's legacy, the help of capable people in the world, and even Nanman Nong Zhigao, who also cooperated with me. If he hadn't held back General Di Qing, I'm afraid my It is still difficult for people to enter the capital."

The King of Xiangyang covered his face with his hands and buried his entire face, "So, we are doomed...?"

The screen covered the window very well. From the perspective of King Xiangyang, he couldn't see the scenery outside. He could only guess the direction of the window by the moonlight flowing in from the window.Ji Gao stood under the moonlight, as bright as day, the melancholy and lonely moonlight, like a desert song, disturbed the room with ripples sadly.

And Ji Gao's figure also melted in such lyrical moonlight, blurred, his clear forehead was slightly engraved with sorrow, and the corners of his tightly pursed mouth seemed to reveal a trace of fear of losing Zhao Jue.

Ji Gao looked out of the window indifferently, "If you rest for a while, I will start to experiment with those methods, in case you can't make it through."

King Xiangyang was laid flat by him, and he was almost exhausted just lying down.

As if Ji Gao didn't notice his fatigue, he opened the mulberry needles he got from the Miao people. These needles had been poisoned by the Miao people, and when they were roasted on the fire, Ji Gao used a very skillful technique to squeeze them out. The needle was pierced along every acupoint of King Xiangyang.

The burning pain and the venom penetrated into King Xiangyang's skin. King Xiangyang wanted to cry out in pain, but he didn't make a sound. He bit the pillow tightly. Seeing his pain, Ji Gao said softly, "This is the last one I killed. The Miao man told me, and I don’t know if he did it arbitrarily because he was afraid of death, but I have to give it a try before I’m reconciled.”

"He said that as long as you get a Gu like Lingyaoluo, you can seal all the acupuncture points with poisonous mulberry needles. When your energy channels are blocked, the Gu can completely occupy your mind. At that time, you can leave The prince's body."

King Xiangyang laughed in his pillow: "If you drive me away, all you get is a corpse. Can Zhao Jue come back?"

Ji Gao sighed, and kept his hand for a moment, "So I still have dozens of ways to call back souls, and you don't have to worry about so much."

The King of Xiangyang was already a little delirious. Ever since he came under Ji Gao's hands, he felt powerless all the time, and he seemed to have begun to see snowflakes flying all over the sky, puffing on his face, whirring, and the people from Xiangyang Palace The house, the rockery, like a bunch of black shapes, flashed in his rapidly changing brain.

Be it the moonlight or the snow, the sky and the earth were chaotic, and everywhere was full of light. He seemed to be able to hear Zhan Zhao calling him and Bai Yutang cursing.

By the way, I don't know what happened to Fifth Master?Did it fall into Ji Gao's hands?

Gradually, these hallucinations seem to have a time disorder. He seems to have seen Zhao Jue when he was a boy. all lost.

He saw Zhao Jue's riding and swordsmanship were superb, and every time he fought with the soldiers in his battalion, countless girls screamed crazily at him.When he was young, he was arrogant and noble, but when he was young, he learned how to win the girl's heart in spring, and learned how to weave garlands with colorful flowers in the wild with the girl, and when he was done, he would wear it on the girl's head like crazy. Kissing her, the two of them rolled down the grass on the hillside together.

And the delicate faces in the Goulan courtyard, the soft waists of those women, their hypocritical and sweet talk to him, and the flattering faces of the officials, all of them came to his heart instantly.

In the end, he stabbed Ji Gao with a sword, and saw this arrogant scholar with a masterful mind lying at his feet, like a dog, the more cruel he was to him, the more this man seemed to be fascinated by him, all the blood shed It was hot, as if it wanted to burn his cold heart.

It is such a happy thing to humiliate someone who loves oneself.

King Xiangyang closed his eyes, Ji Gao had already pierced all the needles, he gently reached out his hand to wipe away the water stains from the corners of King Xiangyang's eyes, put it on the tip of his tongue and licked it, and moved to King Xiangyang's ear, slowly said: "I'll wait for your return."

When it was time to light the lanterns, there were no servants, no beautiful concubine, no Sheng Le, and no guests. Deng Che walked in from the door and said, "Master Ji, something happened in Chongxiaolou!"

Ji Gao wiped his hands, and occasionally glanced at the unconscious King Xiangyang, "What's wrong?"

"Brothers heard the sound of gongs in the building, which seemed to be the noise of locusts raining. When they went in, they found a man on the copper net who had been tied like a hedgehog and was dead."

The king of Xiangyang, who was originally unconscious, seemed to tremble slightly because of Deng Che's words.

Ji Gao was holding the teacup, and the fragile celadon was so delicate and delicate in his hand that he grasped it. Hearing this, Ji Gao took a sip of the tea, squeezed the quilt hard with five fingers, and threw it on the ground , leaving only a gorgeous fragment. "Oh? Who died?"

Deng Che was full of complacency, "I didn't know my identity at first, but after all the arrows are shot, master Ji, guess who it is?"

Ji Gao raised the corner of his lips: "Who is it?"

"Golden Mouse, Bai Yutang."