Prince Boring and Concubine Qiao Ai

Zhao Ling suddenly chuckled, "Xue Si, you want to say that those who want to kill Zhao Ling include the Empress Dowager Gong, Zhou Wenneng, and Xiao Qingyu. Ling is a genius, and he blocked Zhao Qi's way to ascend the throne, so he deliberately planned to kill him?"

Luo Yi regained consciousness and listened to the conversation between the two.

If Zhao Ling had known earlier, he would never have kept it from him. Most of these were probably guessed by Zhao Ling from Xue Si's words just now.

Luo Yi was right, and Zhao Ling always thought that all the disasters back then originated from Ningguo Yuxi.However, he has always had a doubt in his heart, which is the attitude of his father.Father is not a fatuous monarch who is afraid of military power, and he will definitely not be afraid of destiny and Futian formation.On this point, he dared to guarantee Ling Chi's three thousand dollars. He had always wondered why his father used this as an excuse to suddenly attack the Xue family.

Later, he blamed his father for being confused for a while.Who can never be confused? In history, the loyal monarchs who listened to slander and killed innocent and good people indiscriminately were caught, and his Xue family was just unlucky.When he died, his father was seriously ill, and the crown prince ascended the throne. Not long after his death, his father also went to bed in the imperial mausoleum.

Once reborn, he became a member of the Luo family, so he didn't care about the government's conspiracy and those boring disputes in his previous life.People are dead, what do you care about?The rest of the memory is the grace of childbirth and loving moments.

He can forgive all those who have hurt him.It's not that the Holy Mother is so open-minded, but because God can forgive him for being as willful as he is, and give him another chance to send him to Luo Yi's side.What else could he not forgive?

Therefore, Xue Si's words did not shake him, but they reminded him of what Xiao Lu had said to him. Thinking about it together, his logic was smooth, and he understood many things that he hadn't understood back then.

At that time, he broke through the siege, entered Yingling Mountain, and after setting up the soldiers, he wanted to go back to Liangdu alone, question why his father did this, and seek justice for the Xue family. Why can't he tell the secret method of Futian Formation.

But on the way back, he met Chu Diting who was tortured and dying.

After the Ning Kingdom was destroyed, he rescued Ning Qiumo. The prince was stupid, but he still thought of Chu Di Ting three words.Zhao Ling was a hostage in Ningguo, and he also knew the family background of Ningguo's first family. He had always believed that Mr. Chu was fine, and he was waiting for Mr. Chu to come to him for someone to ask for.

He never expected that when he passed by the Zhou family's camp, he heard a few soldiers commenting, "What number one talent, isn't he screaming like a pig on my bed?"

"No, but the scholar's body can't help tossing. It's already like this in just a few nights. It looks like I can't make it through today. I'm a little bit reluctant. How about forgetting tonight and going tomorrow night?"

"Don't say it, although he screamed loudly, did you hear him begging for mercy?"

"I didn't hear it."

"I heard from Guard Song that the Chu family must have seen the drawings of the Futian Formation. In order to make him spit out the drawings of the Futian Formation, the Lord went through all the punishments. He almost died several times, but even a word of begging for mercy was not enough. No. If I were me, I wouldn’t be able to do what he did. The adults are so angry, throwing him at us and ordering us all to take turns, isn’t this the greatest insult to scholars? But he still doesn’t want to get around .I admire him quite a lot, how about we stop torturing him and give him a happy one?"

"You are a good person. If my lord knows, I will give you a good knife."

The three of them walked while talking, when suddenly, a person and a horse stood in front of them.

The man looked cold and asked, "Who are you adults?"

The three of them are the top guards of the Zhou family, and they are used to walking sideways with their master. How dare a boy in normal clothes question them in such a tone?The leader wanted to teach the boy a lesson, but he didn't know that the whip didn't come out, his heart felt cold, and he stuck a knife in his heart.

"You..." Before he could shout out, he swallowed his breath.The two people next to them were so frightened that they wanted to run away, but Zhao Ling restrained them one by one. Zhao Ling asked again, "Who is your lord?"

It was important for the two of them to save their lives, so they hurriedly said, "Master Zhou, the master of the Zhou family!"

"Zhou... the young son of the Zhou family, Zhou Xiang." Zhao Ling sneered, "Where is that person you just mentioned?"

"Who...who..."

"Are you pretending to be confused?" Zhao Ling struck again, killing the left hand.

The one on the right saw his head rolled to the ground, and was so frightened that he could speak incoherently, "The east side is the pigsty, no... the west side... no, the east side is the pigsty, and the west side is the chicken coop..."

Zhao Ling clenched his hands and broke the man's neck.

Zhao Ling lifted the two knives under his feet and walked along the east side of the camp. Someone stopped him and asked who he was, so he killed him with one knife.Three or four were killed, and there was a pigsty to the east. There were five pigs in it, and a dying man, his hands and feet were bound by heavy iron bars and tied to a wooden pole.

Zhao Ling stamped his feet, and more than a dozen people gathered behind him, "Bold villain, trespassing on the Zhou family's barracks, hurry up and get your name!"

Zhao Ling didn't respond, and swung the knife in his hand. More than a dozen people swarmed up, and then lay down on the ground, bleeding from the neck. Zhao Ling used all killer moves, and the knife was deadly. He learned how to play with his uncle when he was a child. , I didn't expect to use it today.

The pigsty is full of the smell of excrement, the ground is mixed with the same stinking blood, ten fingers are stuck with bamboo sticks, the blood has long since solidified, those hands play the most beautiful music in the world, and the paintings are the most beautiful in the world Danqing.

Zhao Ling carefully untied the rope and hugged the man in his arms.The man twitched subconsciously, and he didn't know which wound was opening all over his body, and he groaned in pain.

Zhao Ling didn't dare to move anymore, he combed his messy hair slightly, revealing his complete face.With this appearance, how could he be the personable son of a family in the past?Like a skinny mummy freshly lifted from a coffin.

"I'm sorry." Zhao Ling couldn't say anything else, but hugged his body and repeated these three words over and over again.The surrounding soldiers surrounded several layers. All the soldiers in the camp came, only a few dozen of them, and the others were sent to patrol the nearby villages. They didn't dare to move lightly when they saw the dead people all over the place.

Hearing the movement, the eyes in his arms slowly opened, he didn't seem to be very surprised, and a hoarse voice came out, "A Ling...kill me..."

Zhao Ling whispered into his ear, "Ning Qiumo is in my hands. If you want him to live, you are not allowed to die. If you die, I will kill him and let him accompany you on the road to hell."

The person in his arms trembled, "No, I, I..."

"I will do what I say." Zhao Ling laid the person in his arms flat on the ground gently, lifted the knife, and said to the surrounding soldiers, "The key."

"Go! Let's go together." Someone roared, and everyone raised their knives and slashed up. Zhao Ling was the least afraid of fighting in groups, especially when fighting with a group of mobs. The knife, with ease, is like cutting vegetables, chopping side by side in a circle, and the presence coefficient falls to the ground and dies.

The remaining one, Zhao Ling put the knife on his neck, "I want to see you adults."

The man knelt down on the ground, "My lord, my lord is in Feihong camp. General Zhou came to stay for a few days, and my lord has gone to accompany me... Please forgive me, the hero, please forgive me!"

Zhao Ling solved the last one neatly.

He blew his whistle, and the chasing horse came galloping. Zhao Ling found the key from the corpse and opened the chain. Chu Di heard that he fainted when he was fighting.He supported Chudi to listen, put the man on the horse, and led the horse down the mountain.

There was a small town at the foot of the mountain, Zhao Ling put him in an inn, went out and bought some regular clothes, went to a medical clinic, prepared a few prescriptions himself, asked the other party to grab them and send them to the inn, and then went to the escort agency, asking for a lot of money A dart on a trip to the jungle in the west.After that, he wrote a letter and tied it to the leg of the carrier pigeon. The carrier pigeon was insisted on by Fang Jing, saying that it was convenient for contact, but he didn't want to really use it.

Zhao Ling wanted to send Chu Diting back to his territory first, and he could rest assured that Xue Jiajun would protect him.Write a letter and ask Fang Jing to bring someone to meet him. After all, it is impossible for the Escort Bureau to send people to such a remote place as Yingling Mountain.

He wrote another letter and put it in Chu Diting's pocket.With this letter, Chu Di did not dare to commit suicide.He should be thankful that he found a farmhouse for Ning Qiumo to live in temporarily, not in Yingling Mountain, otherwise, if the two meet, there is a great possibility that both of them will commit suicide.

After preparing, he went to the market to buy two high-quality knives. He usually used guns in battle, but fighting was different from fighting in groups. Guns were too bulky and not as flexible as swords.

Feihong Camp is Zhou Geng's general camp.There will be a period of time after the last sentence, unexpectedly, we will meet again so soon.

Early the next morning, there were dark clouds, suitable for murder and arson.

Chu Di heard that he had sent away, and the medicine on the way was also prepared. In addition to the bodyguard, he also bought a maid who sold himself to bury his father to serve along the way, and told the maid that as long as the patient is alive, he will be free at the end, and Fang Jing will be free. Give her enough money.

He rode Chasing the Wind and arrived at Feihong Camp in less than two days.This place is different from the previous small camp, 3000 people are permanent, and more people pass by and live temporarily.The soldiers guarding the gate were transferred from the headquarters of the coalition army and knew Zhao Ling. As the commander of the vanguard army, Zhao Ling had contacts with the headquarters of the coalition army from time to time.

He still didn't know that Liang Du ordered Zhao Ling to take Xue's family to escape into Yingling Mountain, so he hurriedly went up to him, "Seventh Prince, you..."

"Zhou Xiang?" Zhao Ling got off his horse and entered without saying a word.

To report or not to report?Mr. Zhou just went out, and Mr. Xiao was not there. At this moment, Zhou Xiang was the most important official. The Seventh Prince came to look for Zhou Xiang. He entered the main tent after he was familiar with the road. The guards followed a few steps and couldn't keep up. Zhao Ling walked fast.

While the guards were hesitating, Zhao Ling lifted the curtain and strode in. Inside, Zhou Xiang was making out with a camp of prostitutes. He thought it was the eldest brother, so he pulled up his pants in fright. When he saw that it wasn't the eldest brother, he felt angry and didn't say anything. "Where are you from?"

He and Zhao Ling haven't seen each other for many years, and they don't know each other for a long time.

The camp prostitute panicked and ran away with her clothes in her arms, Zhou Xiang was furious with an expression of a scum wanting to settle accounts.

"Zhou Xiang?"

Zhou Xiang was furious, "Do you know how high an official I am, and you dare to call me by my name?"

After cursing, he lowered his head and saw a big hole in his chest, followed by a second hole.His neck was scratched, and he couldn't make a sound. The man in front of him pierced his chest one after another. He couldn't stand and fell to his knees. The thorns are like an old lady doing embroidery, one needle is pricked down, the needle is raised, and then it is pierced down again.

The stabbing wasn't fatal, Zhou Xiang couldn't die, the stabbing was torturing him.

Zhao Ling didn't seem like a bloodthirsty and murderous person, and he was straightforward in battle, and torture and torture had nothing to do with him, but at this moment, although he looked calm on the surface, his actions were not calm at all.From the time he heard the discussion of those three people yesterday, all his rationality was turned into one word, "kill".