"As expected, there was chaos in the city - Wei Zixiao's heart was very."

While panting, Yang Si grabbed the reins to avoid being knocked off the horse's back. He looked a little embarrassed.

After some tossing, the original neat scholar shirt became wrinkled.

Every time he gasped, the cold wind gave him a mouthful.

Yang Si turned his head and looked at Qiuyu county. He saw that the night sky above the county was also rendered orange, risking dangerous and enchanting fire.

"It's called heart to heart."

Jiang Pengji stood on the horse with a smile on her face.

Yang Sipei said angrily, "what's the heart? I think he has nothing to look for. Who knows who those human bones are? If we believe that Zixiao was killed, we're afraid we'll delay the plane. He's good. At least talk to us..."

Speaking of this, Yang Si is also depressed.

Seeing that pile of human bones, Yang Si also thought it was Wei Ci's bones. He was really sad for a while.

If our Lord hadn't quickly identified it, he might still be in the dark.

When Jiang Pengji heard the speech, her slightly pale lips made a good look.

"Maybe this is what he expected. He knows I won't be deceived by the bones, and I won't delay the fighter plane."

With that, Jiang Pengji danced the spear in her hand. The original Silver White Spear had been stained with blood. Her whole body was scarlet. The warm blood quickly cooled and solidified into blood clots under the cold wind. It felt sticky and disgusting.

She put the long gun away as if nothing had happened and looked at the direction of the county.

"Jingrong, integrate troops and horses and attack Qiuyu County!"

I'll kill you while you're sick!

Yang Sidao, "obey the order."

Today, Qiuyu county has been in a mess. The fire spread under the promotion of the wind, and the people looked forward to killing and shouting.

The garrison in the city was also involved. At this time, several dark shadows approached the city gate and opened the latch.

With concerted efforts, only a squeak of sour teeth sounded, and the tall city gate opened, reducing the trouble of Jiang Pengji and others.

"Subordinates, welcome the Lord."

The group who opened the door was the escort who accompanied Weici into the city.

According to Wei Ci's order, they provoked the rupture of the "alliance" of the Honglian sect, and secretly opened the city for Jiang Pengji's army.

"Where's Zixiao?"

One of them, "Sir, has been transferred to a safe place and is waiting for the Lord."

Jiang Pengji's lips were raised gently, and her eyes reflected a jumping orange flame, which was introduced into her ears. She had an inexplicable impulse of ear heat.

To paraphrase the words of the audience in the live studio - the anchor smiled a little su.

"Well done - soldiers, kill the enemy with me!"

Shoot a horse with a gun.

A night of fighting until dawn, the twilight broke the night, and the earth ushered in a new day.

The fire burned all night, and now there are only a few flames that are still stubborn.

After the fire licked, the earth was blackened, gray smoke was still emitting from the broken walls, and there was devastation everywhere you could see.

Jiang Pengji patted the black smoke on Xiaobai and muttered, "good Xiaobai will be smoked into xiaoblack."

Then she handed the reins to the soldier and asked him to wipe the little white belt.

Yang Si stayed up all night. His eyes were blue, his bags under his eyes were heavy, and his white cheeks were stained with black smoke. He looked dirty.

"Zixiao stayed here last night? This man will really enjoy..."

He followed Jiang Pengji around. He exercised a lot and rode frequently. The skin on his inner thigh was blistered several times.

Not to mention that, it's not easy to have a fat face. Now it's thin again, with beard residue all over its chin. It looks a little down.

Where's Weici?

The boy is good and will enjoy it!

This place is remote and quiet. It is not affected by the scuffle last night.

At the thought of his embarrassment last night, Wei CI could sleep soundly. Yang Si's psychology was unbalanced all of a sudden.

Just then, the closed door opened and a tall blue scribe came out. Isn't it Wei CI?

"Lord, Jingrong!"

Weici didn't sleep all night. Just before dawn, he wandered near the gate. His feet seemed to grind a hole in the ground.

In a trance, he heard a familiar voice and was excited all over. He hurried to open the door. Sure enough, it was Jiang Pengji and Yang Si.

Wei CI came forward. Yang Si put his hands into his wide sleeves and turned his head. Jiang Pengji responded.

She stepped forward, turned her eyes, and looked up and down at Weici.

Jiang Pengji didn't say anything, which made Wei CI nervous for no reason.

"Lord, Lord?"

"Nothing?" She asked.

Wei Ci was inexplicably guilty. He relaxed his mind and looked calm. "Mercy is nothing. Thank you, Lord."

"Just have nothing." Jiang Pengji passed by him, her lips moving back and forth, and said in the voice they heard, "go back and settle with you."

Weici's body was stiff, and his calm expression cracked faintly.

Yang Si didn't know why. When he passed by Wei Ci, he hummed softly.

Playing what is not fun, pretending to die, deceiving people's feelings.

Wei CI had no choice but to smile bitterly.

He believed that Jiang Pengji would guess his intention and seize the opportunity to annihilate the Honglian sect and win Qiuyu county and unify maruzhou.

Even if the two did not communicate in advance, he believed they had such a tacit understanding.

It's just... It seems to be self defeating now.

Yang Si is fine. It's not difficult to fool. Wei CI believes he can deceive this man.

His father-in-law can't. He's too smart... His experience in his last life has told him this.

Wei ciguang wanted to face her directly. He had a faint impulse to run.

Although Wei Ci's vest has almost fallen off, Jiang Pengji hasn't completely pierced that layer of gauze. Wei CI thinks he can save him. The vest hasn't fallen off, so she won't take out all the details... But he felt guilty last night.

If he had known so, he should have sent someone to inform her first.

Wei Ci was on pins and needles, and Jiang Pengji sat firmly at the head.

After a simple meeting, what Wei CI worried about never happened.

Seeing this, Weici breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Si and Wei CI were responsible for the chores after the war. They were soon occupied by heavy work and had no time to think about other things.

When counting the number of prisoners, Yang Si found something.

"It's strange. What about the top leaders of Honglian sect? Didn't you plot against the second leader?"

They captured more than 40000 prisoners, which can be described as a bumper harvest, but they are all members of the Honglian sect, and there are few backbone members with high status.

Wei Ci's desk was full of papers. His right hand was stiff and sore. He simply changed his left hand to continue writing.

Drooping eyes, thick and slender eyelids cast a little shadow.

Wei CI said indifferently, "I guess it's either burned or cut to death. It's dead anyway."

Yang Si was surprised, "you fox, what have you done?"

"One finished, all is finished." he said, "what kind of insect is left?" and he left behind a rash of food. How could he solve his worries for the main *? If he really put him in peace, he would bury his hidden danger for himself. He would be afraid to bite it later.

Yang Si was too frightened to speak.

As the messenger of Jiang Pengji, Wei CI recruited others and made full use of them. After using them, he created a situation in which the second leader was "accidentally" hacked to death by random knives

"You are so dirty."