I am Feng Jun

Chapter 717 717. Why Didn't He Die!

In the evening, the Xiao family.

Xiao Qiheng looked gloomy, and there was a low air pressure all over his body, and no one dared to stop him wherever he passed.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

Xiao Tingyun looked at Xiao Qiheng who came with anger, put down his things, stood up and greeted him.

"Xiao Lin is dead."

Xiao Qiheng sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, calmed down his temper with warm tea, and then tried his best to calmly tell the truth in front of his brother.

Xiao Tingyun frowned visibly, and his voice was a little higher.

"how come?"

Shen Ci only took two attendants with him when he went out to relax this time, and there was no one to follow him, and he had secretly checked that there were no hidden guards, so they thought about not doing anything, and taking this opportunity to directly kill him.

Xiao Lin is the head of the Xiao family's hidden guards. It should be safe for them to send Xiao Lin this time, but who knows, it's just like this?

Xiao Tingyun couldn't imagine their loss this time.

"They returned to Shen's house in the afternoon, and then Prime Minister Shen took a corpse to Dali Temple, and at the same time sued His Majesty that someone had assassinated the Second Young Master Shen. Our people in Dali Temple looked at the corpse, and it was indeed Xiao Lin, I just found out that she is actually dead!"

A savage look flashed across Xiao Qiheng's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, Xiao Tingyun's breathing became a little messy.

"Can it be wiped clean?"

At this juncture, if something goes wrong, not only will the Xiao family be ruined, but Cousin Lu may also fall short of success!
"You don't have to worry about that. The main reason is that Shen Ci is not dead and has come back. The Shen family was not peaceful a few days ago. There was something wrong with the food. I heard that Shen Yan's father was almost rescued. After the person who poisoned him was arrested. They killed themselves on the spot, but they couldn't find anything useful, and now that Shen Ci's assassination gave them something to say, everything was a conspiracy against the Shen family!"

Xiao Tingyun frowned upon hearing this, "So how did Xiao Lin die?"

"The other party used poison, and the throat was sealed with blood."

When Xiao Qiheng learned of Xiao Lin's tragic situation after being poisoned from the Dali Temple spies, his heart also shivered.

With such a powerful poison in the hands of the Shen family, it is even more dreadful!
Xiao Tingyun took a deep breath, raised his hand to press the center of his eyebrows, feeling a little irritable.

"Poison? What kind of poison, and where did it come from?"

Xiao Qiheng shook his head when he heard the words, expressing that he didn't know, the poison seemed to be extremely rare, but he only knew that the medicine was extremely strong, but few people even knew the name, and the Shen family didn't disclose it.

"He's really lucky, forget it, I don't want to talk about him, sister, how is Cousin Lu doing?"

Speaking of which, it's good news.

"His Highness bought a special kind of black soil from the black market to cultivate the golden nine kites, and it is almost successful."

"That's good. A Jue will never go back on what he said. As long as you give him what he wants, he will give his cousin what he needs."

Xiao Tingyun breathed a sigh of relief for a while, and tapped his slightly bent fingertips on the table, still involuntarily thinking of Shen Ci's arrogance and arrogance on his beautiful face, and was inexplicably depressed.

Why didn't he die!

Sunset, dusk, the sky is filled with rays of light, layered and smudged, beautiful and beautiful.

However, in Bi Jiuhong's eyes, the world is a void of darkness. His eyes are not empty, and the glaze-like luster is shining in them, reflecting a little bit of sunlight, but everything is fake.

Bi Jiuxun, who was holding a Gu worm in his hand, suddenly exerted force on his fingertips, and the Gu worm, which was fluttering its wings just now, became quiet instantly, and the fishy black liquid slipped down the gap between his fingers, and it became more and more demonic on the abnormal white hand. different.

"Someone assassinated, is he still alive?"

The hoarse voice sounded under the sun, with an inexplicable sense of gloom.

Lingxiu returned yes, and then heard a treacherous laughter that was almost nothing.

"It's good to be alive, to be alive, so that he can taste the pain I have experienced, ten times! A hundred times!"

On Yuntai Mountain at dusk, the hatred is concentrated in that small area, which is almost substantive and frightens others.

Lingxiu, who was standing behind him, listened silently. Thinking of the price Bi Jiuhong had paid to raise his hands again these days, and how he survived the Gu worms, he could understand. Some of his hatred.

Originally, he should have been a bright young man like the scorching sun, but now, he has such a crippled body, who looks neither human nor ghost, with Gu insects as companions, his heart is even more obsessed, even if he is driven into the abyss , is beyond redemption, and it is difficult to climb up to meet the future that still does not know whether it is good or bad.

Lingxiu hoped that he would succeed, but after paying so much, even if he succeeded, so what?
Lingxiu whispered unconsciously, and a gust of cool wind came blowing on his face, accompanied by Bi Jiuhong's hoarse voice, which instantly woke him up.

"There are some things that must be done at all costs."

Nanyue, Prince's Mansion, in the brightly lit room, there was a sound of broken porcelain.

"How did she appear, huh? Tell me, who is the one who died!"

Gao Wenyuan held the hilt of the long sword in his hand, and the sharp point of the sword rested on the shoulder and neck of the person kneeling in front of him. The cold and sinister questioning sent chills down her spine, her lips pursed, but she didn't know what to say.

"Your Highness."

"Trash, what use are you for!"

Gao Wenyuan lost his patience because of the anger of failing to succeed, a look of boredom flashed in his eyes, he raised his hand to swing the sword, but was grabbed by someone.

"Yuan'er, calm down."

A deep female voice sounded slowly, and the spy who escaped the catastrophe stumbled to his feet under Jin Liang's signal, and hurriedly retreated.

Gao Wenyuan frowned and threw the sword in his hand, turned around angrily, and pursed his lips when he met the gaze of the person behind him.

"Auntie, you managed to persuade the Queen Mother to send troops, and seeing the imperial decree is about to be issued, you suddenly sent back the news that Lou Fang'an said that she was not dead at all, how do you want me to calm down!"

There was also a hint of regret hidden in Jin Liang's eyes, but she was calmer after all, and she couldn't hide her anger like Gao Wenyuan.

"What you should do now is not to get angry, but to deal with the mess."

Gao Quanzhen didn't die, so there was something wrong with Ah Shuang, and they couldn't predict what would be revealed, so they could only plan for the worst.

Gao Wenyuan took two steps back, sat on the couch, raised his hand to press the center of his eyebrows, and let out a long sigh.

"What my aunt said is that Yuan'er knows."

Indeed, it's not yet time for Xingshi to inquire about the crime. Once Ah Shuang is exposed, he can no longer pretend to be the disguise he has been wearing for so many years since he was a child.

However, in the past 18 years, he is tired of acting as a loving father, filial son, respectful sister, friend and younger brother!
"Auntie, get ready, don't let her come back from Mu Dynasty."

The anger in Gao Wenyuan's eyes was suppressed by him, and a savage look flashed across his face, his tone was cool and calm, which made Jin Lianggao take a few glances at him.

Her elder brother has been in the palace for many years, he is a nobleman, and he is quite favored. However, she has only one son under his knees, which has always made her a little regretful, but now it seems that having this son seems to be enough.

Gao Wenyuan secretly captured Jin Liang's gratified gaze, and after the other party left, the corner of the boy's mouth on the couch slowly curled into an arc of ridicule.

As long as he is here, under the knee of the father, there can only be one son.

(End of this chapter)