Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 892 Chitose’s decision

It was bright.

The morning light passed through the black smoke and sprinkled the sky and the earth.

Half of it is light, half of it is dark, and white snowflakes are flying freely in the storm.

Lie Jiuqing clenched his fists and his pupils were deep, "Found it?"

Ying Sanba half knelt in front of Lie Jiuqing and said in a deep voice: "Che Chiguo and the others finally settled on the edge of the pit. As soon as they got close, they disappeared. My subordinates checked the surroundings and found nothing unusual. But the subordinates I’m sure there must be an agency.”

"Have the people from Haw Par Camp arrived at the Yin Pit?"

"Yes."

Ying Sanba nodded, "The situation is not very optimistic now. Qingchuan has obviously made a complete plan this time. The people from Hubao Camp were immediately surrounded when they arrived. Now most of the army is trapped on the Yin Bridge."

The Yin Bridge is the only stone path on the Yin Pit.

Once you go up, there is no way out. There is a pit under the bridge, and at the end is the middle of the pit.

Lie Jiuqing closed his fingertips.

She didn't know anything about the pit.

She didn't know what happened between them.

Lie Jiuqing said hoarsely: "I want the topographic map of the pit."

Ying Sanba was slightly startled, "Please wait a moment."

This wait is half an hour.

Regarding the sinkhole, there is limited information.

As soon as Ying Sanba got the topographic map, Huayi came back, holding a box in his hand.

She looked at the map in Yanying Sanba's hand and placed the box in front of Lie Jiuqing, "Miss, Patriarch Mo asked his subordinate to give it to you."

Lie Jiuqing nodded and took Ying Sanba's map without opening it.

The more she looked, the uglier her face became.

Huayi looked at Ying Sanba, and he said silently: Map of the pit.

Huayi's heart froze, and her uneasiness became heavier again.

Lie Jiuqing's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

She bit her lip and looked at the terrain map over and over again.

No solution at all!

If you fall, you will be dead, with no possibility of escape!
Even if you don't die after falling, based on current records, the poisonous gas below may not kill anyone!damn it!
Lie Jiuqing became more and more panicked as she watched, and she stood up suddenly.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Lie Jiuqing said coldly: "Let's go to the pit immediately..."

"Young Master Rong!"

Outside the camp, a hurried voice interrupted Lie Jiuqing's words.

The guard raised his voice: "Master Xiao Li said that the medicinal materials have been completely inventoried. Young Master Yao and the head of the Mo family have also delivered all the required medicinal materials. Sir, please go over and prepare the medicine."

Lie Jiuqing took a deep breath and said hoarsely: "Okay, I'll be right away."

The guard's voice was sudden. Huayi didn't hear Lie Jiuqing's words clearly and asked, "Miss, what did you just say you wanted to do?"

Lie Jiuqing put on his cloak and calmly arranged: "Ying Sanba, go check on Chen Ziyu immediately to see if he really wants to clean up the epidemic area."

Ying Sanba immediately said: "Yes."

Lie Jiuqing said again: "Huayi, please summon all the secret guards in Liangcheng and follow the arrangements at any time."

Hearing this, Huayi's uneasiness skyrocketed.

She had doubts in her heart and believed in Lie Jiuqing's decision.

"Yes."

Lie Jiuqing stood in front of the door for a moment, adjusted his mood, and walked out of the tent.

The black smoke over the pit has not dissipated, and has even become thicker and billowing upwards. The sky is like hell reappearing. It is difficult to describe how depressing it is without seeing it in person.

On the walking bridge, the soldiers of the Hubao Battalion were in a very embarrassed state.

They didn't expect the people in Qingchuan to be so mean, using the people as a human wall and forcing them one after another, so that they were at a disadvantage and were forced to walk on the Yinqiao Bridge.

Vice General Zhang is 45 this year. He has been a soldier for 30 years and has never been so aggrieved.

He cursed angrily and looked up at Qingjiu.

With thick smoke billowing behind him and half a patch of sunshine in front of him, he stood quietly on the edge of the pit, looking up to the south, like an earth-shattering ink painting.

Vice General Zhang couldn't help but walked over and asked, "Mr. Qingjiu, what should we do next?"

Qingjiu looked at the pit, his hand under the cloak fell on his tailbone, his eyes became more determined.

"Trapped in a place of death and then survive; left in a place of death and then survive..."

(End of this chapter)