"Have you heard that, nearly a thousand people from Gaoyi ran to Handan to find the government to argue, but Lu Yan was arrested!"

"The rumors you heard from where you heard were released in the East City Gaotai. Lu Yan promised that within the five-day period, the truth about the land disaster must be given."

"That's not the case that those people were locked into the military camp?"

"I'm having a good meal every day, and I want to try it, cut it~"

Duanmurong ran through the street market in Handan with a large bag of medicinal herbs and heard many people saying this.

"I have to get faster for five days."

She rushed back to her clinic, opened the door of the shop and closed the shop door. The "closed" sign was blew "bang" by a gust of wind brought by the door.

"Rong'er, you've been staying in your door and not going to the hospital for several days."

Nian sat in front of the medicine cabinet, tugging the abacus casually, looking at the disciple with a smile on his lips.

"Master, you said, I will take charge of this store myself."

Duanmurong didn't stop for a moment and ran straight to the pharmacy behind.

Nian Duan stared at her back and felt a little funny, "I hate Lu Yan when I say it, but I agree to ask for help."

She thought of what Lu Yan revealed again and sighed, "Poisoning water sources will harm more than 2,000 hectares of farmland. Even if you can do such things, I don't know who is full of conscience."

...

In Pingyuan Jun Mansion, Zhao Ling was dancing swords leisurely in the courtyard. The sword servant suddenly appeared on the side, suppressing his excitement and said: "Your Majesty, Lu Yan promised the people that within the five-day period, the Zhu family would definitely give the truth about the land disaster."

"Five days?" Zhao Ling sneered, and kept dancing in his hand, laughing mockingly, "It will take at least three days for the Zhu family to rush back to Handan from Gaoyi to whip. Five days to give the truth, is Lu Yan trying to die?"

"Your Majesty, Lu Yan can't stand it this time."

"Whether he can handle it or he can't handle it, the result will be the same."

Zhao Ling's jade sword stabbed out, the air shook, and the sword energy in the courtyard was everywhere, shaving the spring flowers in the garden as if they were suffering from a heavy rain.

He nodded with satisfaction at his sword and slowly put the jade sword in sheath. "The Qin army Lu Yan governed Zhaodi and Gaoyi armed battle case, and sentenced two thousand people to death without asking about the case of Tianmu disaster; nearly a thousand people begged him to give the truth, and Lu Yan deceived the people to the military camp for five days and killed them all."

The sword servant showed a look of amazement and lowered his head to compliment: "Your Majesty is more wise than the heavens. After this incident, Lu Yan was only a rat crossing the street in the world, and everyone shouted to beat him."

Zhao Ling couldn't help but show some pride when he was able to plot against Lu Yan like this, "Haha, Lu Yan. He was able to have a conflict with King Ying Zheng of Qin, and it was not without reason that he was ordered to govern Zhao. Such a person could survive until now, perhaps because his martial arts skills were strong enough."

He expressed his disdain for Lu Yan, and then asked: "Hongyuan people will deal with the group of people who are Qiyun, and when will they come back?"

"Take it tonight and come back tomorrow by day."

"Okay. Let the news spread for a few more days, and then Lu Yan will be ruined."

...

It was night, the weather was very good, a crescent moon shone brightly, and the light was floating thousands of miles away. The group of people who had become the target of silence were building tents in the wilderness.

"Oh, I can rest a little." Erhu untied the sword on his waist, slumped on the ground, and kept knocking on the muscles on the inner thighs with both hands.

Jia was squatting by the bonfire and watching a chicken roasted on it. He threw a stone next to Erhu, "Stop rest, you can wait in the middle of the night."

"Boss Jia? I-" Erhu was about to speak when his mouth was blocked by a chicken leg. He immediately smiled and shouted at Jia, "No problem, Boss, wrap it around me."

The entire convoy had more than a dozen driving cars, plus more than 30 guards, and about fifty people surrounded each other in groups of fires, chatting around the world.

"Someone, be on guard!"

The brother in charge of the alert shouted, causing everyone to stand up and pick up weapons.

"Hahaha, I said why do you look familiar? It turns out that he is Boss Jia of Qiyun."

A generous male voice came from the dark night. When A heard the other party calling out his name, he frowned and responded: "Your Excellency is..."

The sound of horse hooves and the sound of wheels rolling over the ground, the prayers saw clearly the person coming, and it turned out to be Hongyuan's caravan.

Everyone is in Handan City, looking down and not looking up. Even if they don’t know each other, they have a familiar face.

Jia relaxed his vigilance and smiled, "It turns out it is Boss Zhao Xin from Hongyuan. It's a coincidence. Are you going to Qi State too?"

"Yes, we are just working hard, and we have to go wherever we ask our superiors to go." Zhao Xin observed the other party's vigilance while speaking.

"No, I just returned to Handan yesterday. Today I have to go to Qi again." A didn't know the ill intentions of others. He thought he was looking at his camp where he spent the night, and said proudly, "Boss Zhao is one step late. I will take this place first. You have to find another place to spend the night."

"Haha~" Zhao Xin smiled strangely and stroked the scabbard with one hand, "It's a pity that Boss A, you must spend the night here forever."

"kill!"

The Ranger Guard from Hongyuan rushed in directly, pulled out his long sword and cut the person blocking the way in half.

One came prepared, the other was careless. Fifty people prayed for luck and lay down seven or eight of them in one meeting.

Ar's eyes were so angry that he was holding Zhao Xin's long sword in his hand and shouted: "We don't have any water on the well, what are you doing, mad dog?"

Zhao Xin smiled disdainfully: "Hmph, it's best if you don't understand, you can die less painfully."

Hongyuan also has about fifty people, but all of these fifty people have good martial arts skills. Anyone who faces Qiyun will be killed alone without any pressure.

"This sword technique, the Iron Blood Alliance?"

Mo Ya's pupils shrank, and long-lost memories surged into his heart, "Zhao Ling, secretly manipulating merchants and Iron Blood Alliance, really hit a good thing."

"Impossible, impossible, your martial arts!" Jia kept retreating while covering his broken arm, looking at Zhao Xin with fear, "You are!"

"Oh? It seems you're a wise ghost."

Zhao Xin was about to completely deal with him when he heard the sound of breaking through the air in the darkness. Two guys holding long swords fell down with their necks covering their necks.

"Who? Come out!"

"Boss Jia, you are doing things for Zhao Ling, but Zhao Ling is going to silence you. It is better to defect to my master. The reputation of the National Master does not need to be honest or righteous, nor does it need to be righteous. It is still the best in the world."

Zhao Xin felt his eyes blurry, and then he saw a man in black appear next to A, talking to himself as if no one was around.

His Adam's apple rolled for a moment, knowing that the other party's martial arts were definitely far superior to his, so he shouted directly: "Luowang?! How is Luowang possible? Just put it all on me, even if you die, you will kill all the Qiyun people!"

"Kill~"

Seeing that these people were loyal to loyalty and were thinking about completing the tasks assigned by Zhao Ling, Mo Ya shook his head helplessly, "It's unreasonable, send them on the way."

"Swish~"

The elite Birds team first shot a short crossbow, then drew their swords and killed them with the people from the Iron Blood Alliance.

"Pingyuan Jun, Zhao Ling, kill someone to silence him, silence him... I know, I know, please help me!" Jia hid his body behind Mo Ya, and his teeth kept knocking.

More than a dozen people who prayed for luck were alive, and they all hurriedly came here and offered their knees to the Mocha.

"Senior days ago, what did you do when you head to Julu and detour between Gaoyi and Zhengxian? Do you still remember?"

In fact, without Mo Ya's words, these people also knew the reason for their silence, and immediately burst into tears and said that they said everything.

"Die me~" Zhao Xin approached quickly and cut a knife at Mo Ya.

"Hu~" The slashed body turned into a crow and scattered, and a thin blade slashed through his throat.

Mo Zhi's body was solid and his right hand was hanging down, allowing the blood on his arm blade to drip naturally.
Chapter completed!