Dew timid

After coming out of the Qianzhuang, the thin glow shimmered, the long street was noisy and the sky disappeared, and the whole sky was full of dark red and heavy.

Lu Yong's footsteps were a bit flimsy, walking on the clouds and in the abyss, almost his whole body weight was on Jiang Zhuliu's body.

He didn't expect the poison to take hold at this time, and his internal organs seemed to be twisted to pieces.

Every time he took a breath, the severe pain could instantly spread to his limbs, as if thousands of ants were eroding and seducing every tendon of him.

The black-and-white pupils were a little dizzy, and there were several figures overlapping in front of him. There was nothing left to stay in the breeze and fallen leaves. Without Jiang Zhuliu, he wouldn't be able to take a single step here.

Lu Qi's complexion was as white as wax paper, and there was a layer of sweat floating on his cheeks, as if he had been salvaged from the water.

Fake and scary people.But a little mole near the end of the eye is extraordinarily hot.

Jiang Zhuliu helped him out step by step, his brows were tightly frowned, and his star-like eyes fell on one side of Lu Qi's side face, half probing and half worried, the pain from his arm seemed to shake him alive. The bones are crushed.

But he didn't seem to feel the pain, every step he took was powerful and slow.

It's like engraving this pace in his bones.

This tacitly coordinated steps dispelled Wu Sheng's doubts with just a few glances, but he was a terminally ill young master.

He raised the thin corners of his mouth and smiled absent-mindedly.

While retracting his gaze, his eyes accidentally collided with the long sword pinned to Jiang Zhuliu's waist. When he took a closer look, the pattern made his heart sink and his pupils contracted. The garrison guards all over the place have their own logos, which is also a sign of respect for Jiang Zhuliu. The distinction of weapons.

And this icon, if he was not mistaken, was the logo of the Jiangnan Defenders, followed by a cool gust of wind blowing his face, and a shock instantly swept through his body, penetrating to the top of his hair, and surprises sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

He knew almost all the aristocratic families in Wangdu.

And the one in front of him is noble and low-key.

Surname Lu?

He had almost never heard of it in Wangdu, his eyelids twitched, and an absurd idea surfaced,

His eyes were locked on the beautiful jade embedded in Lu Qi's belt, which was very valuable at first glance, and he was also very young, so he was naturally noble.

With extremely complicated emotions mixed in his eyes, he watched people disappear from his sight.

After the people walked out, Wu Sheng recruited someone and whispered in his ear: "Go, find out who this surname Lu is from!"

Jiang Zhuliu supported the man and walked into the next alley, and then Lu Yong breathed a sigh of relief and endured the toxin that was running wild all the way.

Leaning against a moss-covered wall, he stretched out his hand to Jiang Zhuliu, "That note."

Jiang Zhuliu hurriedly handed over the piece of paper in his arms, with uncertain lights in his eyes, and worried: "Is King Qi injured?"

Lu Yong took the things, and took out those confiscated letters from his arms. Every movement of him seemed stiff and laborious, and he shook his head as an answer to his question.

After Lu Yong got up from the leaning position, he faltered for a while, and Jiang Zhuliu quickly supported him with undisguised worry in his eyes.

Anyone with a discerning eye now knows that half of his foot has entered the command of King Ming, and if something unexpected happens to King Ming.

The governor of Jiangnan will always be the governor of Jiangnan.

He also has ambitions. Once the people on the way to the summit are determined, he has to go for it even if there are thorns ahead.

The note was pinched in Lu Qi's palm, and the corner of his mouth curled up with an indescribable treachery, and there was a faint trace at the end of his eyes, and the little mole under his eyes became more enchanting and eye-catching.

Freshly infected with popularity.

The handwriting is the same, and the identities match, so Wu Sheng didn't run away.

Looking at those letters, I'm afraid that Wu Sheng really loves his younger sister, Wu Xiao, after all, these three words are inseparable from Wu Xiao.

If it wasn't for this 'sister', he probably wouldn't have thought so much.

However, Wu Sheng probably never imagined that Zhang Zhengqing wanted to take him down before he died, but he used Wu Xiao as a stepping stone, and Wu Xiao probably never imagined that she would be dragged into this situation even after everyone died. this vortex.

"Governor Jiang orders the arrest!"

Jiang Zhuliu raised his head fiercely and bumped into Lu Yong's eyes, his heart was confused: "Yes!"

……

Wu Sheng didn't wait for the news brought by his subordinates, but was woken up by a basin of cold water.

He still didn't realize what happened, he looked around and knew that it was a quiet and cold basement, and the people in front of him were familiar to him.

Mr. Lu's attendant?

At this moment, Jiang Zhuliu also changed into the attire that the governor of Jiangnan should have, and he was full of heroism and majesty.

Wu Sheng couldn't see through his identity until a small soldier walked in and said to the man in front of him: "Governor, the southeast bank is under control."

Xiaobing's voice happened to be able to spread in this secluded basement, and Wu Sheng could hear every word clearly.

Governor?

A layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead in an instant. There is only one person in Jiangnan who can be called the governor!

Others may have no idea about the official position of governor, but he is different. After all, the governor of Jiangnan has dug up the root of the underground kingdom that Zhang Zhengqing has worked so hard to manage for so many years.

And if the person in front of him is the governor of Jiangnan, how can he not sweat coldly and tremble with fear.

Wu Sheng's complexion turned pale as far as the naked eye could see, and then he thought of the son surnamed Lu, who could be served by the governor of Jiangnan, he must be either rich or noble.

The absurd thought in his heart seemed to be confirmed, and a cold tone sounded from the intersection not far away in the next second.

"Is anyone awake?"

His voice was very cold, and with the flickering lights all around, he felt a little eerie for no reason.

Lu Yong walked in with extremely slow steps, and others seemed to be answering for Wu Sheng.

I saw Jiang Zhuliu personally greeted him with great respect, "I have seen His Royal Highness, King Su. Then Wu Sheng just woke up."

Lu Yong glanced at Wu Sheng condescendingly, and then turned his eyes away indifferently, "When people wake up, they will be interrogated, don't waste time."

The corner of Wu Sheng's mouth twitched slightly, resisting the turmoil in his heart, "Dare to ask His Royal Highness, what is the meaning of this?"

Lu Qi had no intention of answering, his eyes were green and gleaming, while Jiang Zhuliu picked up two pieces of paper from the table next to him, and asked in a tone of voice, "Do you recognize this thing?"

A flash of panic flashed in Wu Sheng's eyes, but his face calmed down very quickly, and he raised a hint of sarcasm, "I am the king of Qi condescending to my bank, and I thought it was for something, so it was because of my handwriting."

When he said this, he was very angry, trying to provoke Lu Qi with this provocation.

Lu Qi stepped on his heart, half of his body leaned forward and approached him, his brows were clear and sharp, and he said coldly, "You want to talk to me, why don't you think about how to explain the shady things between you and Zhang Zhengqing?" discord."

Speaking of Zhang Zhengqing, Wu Sheng lowered his eyelids hastily, as if to cover up the emotions in his eyes, "King Wei, please joke again, the Wu family and the Zhang family are just in-laws, and my sister is dead now. The beam of the two families What does it matter if it's all broken?"

He didn't avoid the relationship with the Zhang family, but tried to make his voice sound calmer. It was already burned to ashes by a handful of fire, so he didn't believe that King Su still had the ability to resurrect from the ashes!

Lu Yong's soles seemed to be glued to a layer of jacks, and a dull pain hit the hole in his heart.

"Why don't you think about it? For example, recall your plan, how did you lure those refugees to the place of the living dead, how long have you been building this dungeon, and what evil deeds have you done so far. Wu Sheng You have to know, if I can get these, I will naturally have a way to find out more, do you want me to turn the Southeast Bank upside down and be buried with you, or you tell me everything."

Wu Sheng turned his head coldly and said, "I don't know."

This sentence can be regarded as completely exhausting Lu Qi's patience.

Lu Yong's two fingers almost broke his chin roughly, and he threatened every word: "Zhang Zhengqing is dead, but you are still alive. I have a hundred kinds of things under my hands every day." way to tell the truth."

Wu Sheng was indeed shocked, his pupils shrank sharply, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Qi blocked the rest of his words, and his finger pointed at one place, "Don't answer me in a hurry, why don't you look at that first!"

Candles were lit on the originally pitch-black wall, and the covering curtain was lifted, revealing a pale and gloomy knife, with a faint cold light on it, and bloodstains that had not solidified at the tip of the knife.

It was sticky, falling to the ground drop by drop.

Smell and vision are infinitely magnified at this moment, filled with disgusting breath.

Wu Sheng looked in horror at the man in front of him who looked like a monster, his eyes could no longer bear the fear, he never thought that Lu Qi's methods could be so ruthless.

As time passed silently, Wu Sheng was the first to collapse.

"We usually only exchange letters, and I just want to get a share of it. I just... paid for the power, and I don't know anything else! Zhang... Zhang Zhengqing's secret is in the burned dungeon, This matter... I also heard from my sister, she said... Zhang Zhengqing often went there during that time, he had no other house outside... the only thing he could go to was the small courtyard..."

He spoke intermittently, and Lu Qi frowned impatiently when he heard it, "The courtyard was burned down, and the entrance to enter is gone. Aren't you talking nonsense?"

Wu Sheng trembled excitedly, his eyes sparkled, "I still know another intersection!"

At this moment, Jiang Zhuliu also took a few steps forward, his eyes fixed on him.

Wu Sheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the dull pain in his heart intensified, he said with difficulty: "In, in the dry well in the backyard of the Zhang Mansion..."

Jiang Zhuliu and Lu Yong looked at each other and immediately understood.

Lu Yong withdrew his feet, Wu Sheng almost drowned in the gushing fresh air.

Once you find the intersection, the rest of the road will be easier to walk.

It was a dark corridor, the air was very thin, the fire was extinguished in time at the beginning, the fire burned down the entrance, and the smoke choked the inside, and the group of people fled in all directions along the other exit, but now the entire corridor remains intact. intact, it's like a winding and twisting maze.

They led a group of people in, and a black shadow flashed past Lu Qi in the passage in all directions.

Jiang Zhuliu only felt that his peripheral vision was dark, and he couldn't see anything after looking back.

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The author has something to say:

I made a mistake in my estimation, and I can only bring down Lu Yu tomorrow.