Cage Gu

Cang Shu sighed for the warmth, and when he was on the verge of dying, he couldn't care less about being reserved, and he involuntarily shrank into Cang Xing's arms.

"Mozun," he said, "Last time you said, I cried and begged you not to leave."

"How do you hold grudges till now?" Cang Xing hugged a man he didn't know, and said absent-mindedly, "That's me..." He made a joke casually, maliciously kind of.

Before he could say the second half of the sentence, he heard the person in his arms ask softly: "How do you know I'm crying? I obviously only cried after you left."

Cang Xing was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand, he repeated: "Did you cry after I left?"

"Yes, I dreamed about it."

"Impossible." Cang Xingchui said decisively, "The God of Mercy does not have tears, so it is impossible for you to cry."

"Yeah, I can't figure it out either. You chose to fall to the Nine Heavens and take away so many gods. It's really a pity for the gods, and it's a heavy blow to the gods, but...why should I cry?"

"The things in the dream can't be taken as real. Or maybe you fell asleep, or it's possible that you've been in the miasma of resentment for too long before, and you got hypochondria." Cang Xingxie said several reasons in succession, as if he was eager to deny this. thing, and finally he repeated: "Impossible."

Cang Shu raised his hand with difficulty, the palm of the transforming body was of course empty, but he said: "At that time, I received that tear. They said that God's tears could condense into crystals, so it was true—the devil My lord, I also think this matter is a bit absurd, but there is a crystal inlaid on my throne of mercy, and I have been wondering for ten thousand years, where did that crystal come from? Now... I know."

Cang Xingchui froze all over, as if he couldn't accept this.

"I even have some doubts." Cang Shu whispered to himself, "If this dream is real, then other dreams..."

His voice was like a weak mosquito moan, then it became weaker and weaker, and he couldn't hear it at all. Cang Xing was startled, came back to his senses, and shook the person in his arms who had closed his eyes: "God of Mercy?"

Cang Shu frowned, and replied in a muffled voice, "Yes."

"Don't fall asleep, you will die. If you are about to die, please tell me, I will strangle you before you die."

"okay……"

He couldn't bear the pain of mortals. After holding on for so long, his consciousness was a little blurred, so he could only barely respond.Cang Xinghang picked him up, tried to make him more comfortable, and looked outside the prison door.

Now is not the time to dwell on the past, unlocking the lock on the prison door is the most important thing right now.

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The leader of the jailer nodded and bowed, leading a thin, gloomy man all the way into the deepest part of the prison.

The thin man was dressed in black brocade clothes, the breast was embroidered with silver cloud patterns and water ripples, and there was a silver medal hanging around his waist. There was no word on the plaque, only an ear-like pattern was engraved on it.

They turned the last corner and saw that there were indeed two people in the cell at the top, one sitting and the other lying down.

The leader of the prison guards led the two battles, and boldly said: "Heaven... Lord Tianerwei, look..."

The Tianerwei squinted his eyes and looked carefully, and the two people were indeed the deposed prince who had been dead for many days and the guard who killed him.At this time, the deposed prince was lying on his side on the hay, unable to tell whether he was dead or alive. The guard with a fierce face was sitting on the side, staring at them with round tiger eyes.

Even though Tian Erwei was used to seeing dark things, the thin man was shocked by this weird scene and stopped for a while.

"This, isn't this a ghost!" The jailer leader was so frightened that he almost cried, "Why don't you ask a Taoist priest to exorcise ghosts..."

"Are you Tianerwei?" the guard suddenly said in a rough voice.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the jailer leader took a few steps back in fright, but the skinny man held his ground and said, "That's right. Commander Huo has killed so many ear guards, how come he doesn't know him now?" Is the cloud water taken?"

... This is vendetta.Cang Shu, who barely listened with energy, was very worried, and tugged on Cang Xingchuan's clothes at an angle that the visitors could not see, indicating whether to change the acting method.

Cang Xingchui said unaffected: "You came just in time, I have something important to report to Your Majesty, you should find a suitable place, the matter is of great importance, no one else should be present."

The thin man was taken aback: "...what?"

"Don't you understand? The crown prince has been deposed, and I have broken up with him just now. I want to surrender to His Majesty."

The leader of the prison guard couldn't help but said: "Surrender? You say you surrender, you are a ghost!"

"Who the hell?" Huo Tuan, played by Cang Xingchui, scolded, "You jailors are crazy? I came in to deliver a meal, what are you all running out like mad?"

Food delivery?The jailer leader and the thin man looked at each other.The one surnamed Huo came to deliver food, but not long after entering, he stabbed the prince to death with the dagger hidden on his body, and then used the dagger to kill himself, and that was already last month.Why does he seem to be back at that time now...

If it was really a ghost, it would have come out earlier. Although the situation is weird, it seems that there are still many people... The skinny man thought for a moment, then quickly grasped the key point and asked: "You said you want to surrender to His Majesty, how can I believe you?"

"I wanted to take the crown prince's head and present it to His Majesty, but I couldn't find the dagger I smuggled in."

The dagger was thrown away a long time ago, so of course it can't be found, the jailer leader thought to himself.

"I changed my mind. Your Majesty suffered a lot from the deposed prince in the early years. Maybe it would be better to keep the torture. Therefore, I will not kill him now. To show my sincerity, I am willing to present the current whereabouts of the eleventh prince to Your Majesty."

In the tens of thousands of years that Cang Xingchui was the God of War, Cang Xingchui had watched the scene of the royal family seizing the heirloom thousands of times, if not tens of thousands of times. It was easy to make up a few sentences, and the skinny man believed it even more after hearing it. But he still sneered and said, "Do you know where the eleventh prince is? How can you prove it? What if you lie to me?"

"There is a small village on the edge of Fengcheng." Cang Xing said, "The prince arranged a small courtyard for them to settle there, but it won't last long, and they will move to..."

It was there that they lost their hands, and the six killers were wiped out, and they lost their chase. The thin man involuntarily took a step closer and asked, "Where are you going?"

Cang Xingchui stopped talking, snorted and said: "Tianerwei's rules, when listening to information, no one else is allowed."

How did the thin man know that this is a God of Absolute Beginning who has seen so many changes in personnel, so that he can guess everything, and how could he know that they just happened to witness the chase in the small courtyard before?Cang Xingchui said that he had hit the rules of Tianerwei, and he was even more certain that this person was Huo Gengchen himself. He also said that he had hit the whereabouts of General Han and the little prince. It is very likely that the location behind is also accurate...

The thin man's heart was very hot for a while, and he wanted to make this great achievement, but he was able to live until today, and he was able to become the little commander of Tianerwei all the way, relying on cautious thinking and vicious methods. good idea.

"You, go and prepare another meal that His Majesty ordered for the deposed prince last time."

"Last time..." The leader of the jailer was taken aback for a moment, and then he smiled obscenely and obscenely, "Oh, that's the time?"

"Which other time? Naturally, it's the meal that the waste prince didn't get to eat." The thin man said impatiently, "Be quick with your hands and feet, and make sure to add everything that should be added."

The leader of the jailer led the way and came back after a short while, with only half a bowl of rice covered with some green leaves in his hand - it seems that it doesn't matter what you eat, what matters is what else is in it.

Half a bowl of food was pushed in through the gap between the iron bars, and the skinny man sneered: "Commander Huo, if you feed this bowl of rice to the deposed prince, I will trust your sincerity for now, let's find a clean place to talk. "