"I ask you, was your brother's death caused by the queen?" Nangong Yan was still pleasant, as if he were just chatting with Gao Fei.
Gao Fei shook his head, and Nangong Yan asked, "hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the army, only your family is in trouble. Do you have a seriously ill family? Don't look at how many people are struggling with the torture of missing their family and fighting in the battlefield."
Nangong Yan squatted down slowly. His white hand squeezed his chin hard, as if to crush his bones.
"You said all this was caused by the queen. In fact, you are just looking for a reasonable reason for your betrayal and an excuse for someone's peace of mind."
Goofy's eyes were dull and muttered, "no, it's not like this, it's not like this!"
Nangong Yan snorted coldly: "If you admit it directly, I can look up to you. At least a man dares to do it. But you put all the responsibility on a woman. You don't think it's worth fighting for your life for her. Do you know how many people she has saved? How many people she has benefited? It's my blessing to marry her as Queen, and it's the blessing of the whole Yan!"
Nangong Yan suddenly threw him aside. He slowly got up and looked at him: "my queen, how can you say three or four? You know what ye Han should do."
General ye, who was suddenly named, was shivering all over for some reason.
Nangong Yan's momentum was too fierce. Ye Han looked at his posture as if he wanted to tear Gao Fei alive.
"Subordinates understand." although the heart can't bear it, ye Han also knows that Gao Fei can't stay.
After that, Nangong Yan walked out of the camp with big steps. Ye Han sighed, and then got up to get his sword.
"General! General, you want to... You want to kill me?" goofy was really afraid at this time. "General, spare my life! Spare my life! I will never do it again in the future. Please forgive me this time for the sake of my loyalty to you!"
Ye Han left his sword on the ground and said, "I don't want to do it to you. You can kill yourself."
"General!" goofy struggled tirelessly, hoping that ye Han could open up.
Ye Han turned around. He couldn't bear to see the next picture. He was also his brother who had been with him for a long time.
Goofy understood that he was doomed this time. He silently picked up his sword on the ground: "general, I'm sorry for you and betrayed your trust! I owe you, so I have to repay you in the next life!"
With a flash of cold light, Gao Fei suddenly took out his sword and stabbed Ye Han directly: "general, I'm sorry!"
Ye Han didn't turn back, just slightly tilted his head and avoided Gao Fei's attack.
Gao Fei's fierce stab was easily avoided by Ye Han. Ye Han said coldly, "it seems that you really want my life?"
Goofy held his sword and looked murderous: "I just want to live!"
How can Gao Fei defeat Ye Han with his tricks?
Ye Han was cruel, suddenly grabbed his arm, and then took his hand and made a hard force on his neck. Gao Fei was swallowed by the sword in his hand.
Before he died, he still had a pair of big eyes. It seemed that he was unwilling and resentful.
But it doesn't matter. If you have anything to say, you'd better talk to the Lord of hell directly.
Ye Han looked at the dead body on the ground indifferently, and then called his men.
"General, what's the matter? Why are you hurt?" looking at the scene in front of him, the soldier was also surprised.
Ye Han said faintly, "an assassin suddenly appeared in my camp just now. Gao Fei sacrificed his life to save me. Carry him out and bury him. By the way, check the identity of the assassin who broke into the camp today!"
"Yes, my subordinates!"
When others left, ye Han ignored the wound on his arm and put his sword back into the scabbard expressionless.
In short, the matter has been solved now. As for the fabricated assassin, they can't find any clues, so they will naturally give up.
The reason why ye Hannong hurt himself is not only to make the assassination look more realistic, but also to teach himself a lesson - never trust others in the future.
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The man on the bed has been lying for several days. His face is very pale and there is no blood at all.
Rongsheng kept by the bed, and there was a faint dark blue in the bottom of his eyes. He gently held the hand of the ninth day of junior high school, then put it on his lips and kissed it carefully. His eyes were affectionate and gentle.
"You've been sleeping for several days on the ninth day of the ninth day. It's time to wake up," Rong said hoarsely.
The people on the bed were still quiet. Rong Sheng was not used to her quiet appearance: "don't sleep. There are many interesting places in Qingqu city. As long as you get up, shall I take them with you?"
Rong Sheng's strength was not heavy and did not hurry to press her acupoints: "when did you become so delicate and lose too much blood? You slept for so many days. Are you too tired to travel here from Miao Jiang? So you want to take this opportunity to have a good rest? But we finally met. Don't you want to talk to me more?"
Rongsheng's eyes were gloomy and self reproach. If he could think of a solution in time, how could he use such a stupid way to save people on the ninth day of junior high school? In a word, his medical skills were not exquisite enough.
"Rong..." the ninth day of junior high school suddenly had a reaction and said vaguely, "Rong Sheng."
Suddenly heard the voice of the ninth day of the ninth day of the ninth day of the ninth day of the ninth day of the ninth day of the ninth day of the ninth day of the ninth day of the ninth day of the ninth day of the ninth day of the ninth day of the ninth day of the ninth day of the ninth day of the ninth day of the ninth day of the ninth day of the ninth day of the
On the ninth day of the ninth day, she gradually had strength. She laboriously opened her heavy eyes, and then saw the face of yearning day and night.
"Rong Sheng!" on the ninth day of the ninth day, he squeezed out a smile with his dry lips.
Rong Sheng hurried to pour her a cup of tea. He helped people up and gently leaned against his arms: "come on, drink some water first!"
The lips of the ninth day approached the teacup and sipped. When a cup of tea was finished, she said softly, "I still want to drink."
Rong Sheng nodded without thinking: "well, don't move, I'll pour you another cup."
Looking at the way Rong Sheng hurried to pour tea for himself, a gentle smile bloomed on his face on the ninth day of the ninth day, and he felt warm in his heart, so what is it to shed some blood for him?
Rong Sheng hurriedly brought the tea: "slow down, be careful not to burn."
The tea flowed slowly along the dry throat. On the ninth day of the ninth day, I felt much more comfortable.
"What else do you feel uncomfortable? Let me give you a pulse."
He was about to stretch out his hand to feel her pulse, but his sight touched the wound on her wrist. Rong Sheng only felt a sudden tingling in his heart, which was very uncomfortable.