At this time, Feng Zhidi's expression couldn't help but hesitate, and asked with a little confusion: "Are you saying that your father did not send someone to assassinate General Yan Mu?" Tan Yue'er frowned slightly, as if she was a little angry, and said slowly: "Of course, if it weren't for the whole clan, how could his father take the risk to go down the mountain? What's more, the Tang army is so tightly guarded and there is no one in our clan who knows your army situation, how can he send someone to assassinate."

Feng Zhidai couldn't help but feel silent. After a while, he said slowly: "If it were as you said, who were the black-clothed assassins that night?" At this time, Fang Jun, who was standing beside him, looked at him and asked softly: "Tianxi, why did you think those assassins were the ones who were there that night? How could the Grand Coach of Tandian jump off the cliff?" Tan Yue'er couldn't help but turn her eyes, because these were things she wanted to ask yet.

Feng Zhidai thought for a moment and said slowly: "That night, I saw a few men in black who escaped in the village while the central army was in chaos. I couldn't help but feel confused in my heart. I was about to go forward. At this moment, Tan Dian suddenly opened the door of the tent with a bloody sword and hurried out and escaped from the village with the men in black. I didn't chase after me because I was worried about my father's situation in the tent. Later, I heard the soldiers who came back say that Tan Dian had jumped off the cliff and committed suicide."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Tan Yue'er on the side ask hurriedly: "Did my father jump off the cliff on that cliff?" Feng Zhidai was slightly stunned, paused for a moment and slowly pointed to one side, saying: "It seems to be in that direction." Fang Jun looked over with the direction of her left finger and faintly saw a towering cliff, like a silver wolf roaring in the moon.

In the Tang army's village, in a brightly lit camp in the front army, a few soldiers looked at the soldiers who were falling to the ground around them, but seemed helpless. At this time, a burst of rapid footsteps came, and Feng Ang, who was wearing casual clothes, walked in quickly and asked angrily: "What happened?" Several soldiers in the tent suddenly clasped their fists, looked at each other carefully, and said slowly: "Report, General, Young Master, he seems to be missing."

"Absent?"

Feng Ang suddenly turned around and looked at the people's expressions and changed, but saw the soldiers hurriedly lowered their heads and said immediately: "We waited for a few people. When patrolling at night, they found something abnormal in the camp, so they walked in and then saw what happened." Feng Ang looked at the soldiers falling in the tent, and his pupils couldn't help but tighten. At this time, the soldiers beside him seemed to see a trace of strangeness and hurriedly explained: "General, although these soldiers were breathing, they were dead, and they let me wait for a long time but still couldn't wake up."

At this time, Feng Ang suddenly turned to the tent door, and his tone became a little colder and said, "It would be natural that I would not wake up. Take out the needle from their necks, lift it outside and take some cold water, pour it on their faces. "I saw several soldiers in the tent looking at each other in a few glances. At this time, Feng Ang had already walked a long way, looking at the dark night, and murmured softly: " Could it be that some of the officials who had scrambled in? Haven't they all escaped?"

On a towering cliff in the dark, Fang Jun and the other two slowly walked up. At this time, Tan Yue'er, who was beside him, asked softly: "Is this the place where his father jumped off the cliff and committed suicide?" Feng Zhidai, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but look at Fang Jun with a bit of solemn expression, and slowly said: "The Grand Que of Tan Palace jumped off the cliff here."

"Father, ~"

At this time, Tan Yue'er suddenly rushed towards the cliff. In the dark night, he heard the sound of sand and stones rolling down. Fang Jun rushed forward and pulled her arm and asked loudly, "Tan Yue'er, what are you going to do?" Tan Yue'er looked flustered, and tears filled her eyes. He said in shock: "Let me go over, father is there..."

Seeing her expression so excited, Fang Jun beside her was naturally unwilling to let go. Feng Zhidai, not far away, couldn't help but take a step forward and wanted to move forward. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something that suddenly stopped. At this time, Fang Jun couldn't help but reach out and hugged Tan Yue'er on his chest, and comforted slowly: "It's okay, it's okay..." Although Fang Jun was not as tall as the crown, his figure was much taller than his peers. In addition, because of his years of martial arts, his body looked very symmetrical and inverted triangle shape, making Tan Yue'er in his arms look petite and delicate.

In the dark night, Tan Yue'er suddenly rushed into this extremely warm and safe place, and the tears in her eyes could no longer be stopped. Feng Zhidi looked at the two people not far away, but his expression seemed quite complicated. He bit his lip lightly and then walked down the cliff.

After a while, Tan Yue'er on the cliff slowly calmed down and slowly raised her head and said, "I want to see where the last mark of her father is left." Seeing her crying look, Fang Jun suddenly thought of something and suddenly let go of his hands and said softly, "I'll go with you." Tan Yue'er looked at him and nodded gently. In the moonlight, she saw the two standing side by side on the edge of the cliff.

A cool breeze hit Fang Jun suddenly came to his senses, as if he was thinking of something, and he couldn't help but look around, but he saw a quiet scene around him. Because his vision was blocked at night, he couldn't see far. Soon he spoke, "Yue'er, it's time to go down." Tan Yue'er beside him couldn't help looking into the distance and murmured softly: "Father, Yue'er will definitely bring your corpse back to the clan to bury."

Under the moonlight, two figures slowly walked down the cliff. As soon as they reached the foot of the mountain, they saw a slightly lonely figure appearing on the big bluestone not far away. It seemed that they heard the footsteps of Fang Jun and Tan Yue'er. The figure on the bluestone suddenly jumped down, came straight to the two of them, and asked, "Yiai, Miss Yue'er, what are we going to do next?"

Time flies, and the east is gradually clear, but the Tang army's village is already noisy. The soldiers and horses who get up in the morning, the fire-headed soldiers who make fires in the kitchen, and the miscellaneous soldiers feeding horses in the stables, are all in an orderly manner, and they don't seem to know what happened last night. The oil lamp used to illuminate the front army's tents churned from time to time, and Feng Ang, who saw the case after the case, couldn't help but rub his forehead lightly, looking like he hadn't been asleep all night.

At this time, the door of the tent suddenly opened and then saw a soldier walking in with steaming food. Feng Ang couldn't help but look at the light from the outside of the tent and asked softly: "When is it?" The soldier who had just put the meal in his mind and said slowly: "Report, General, it's already three o'clock." Feng Ang was slightly stunned, and breathed a breath of turbid air, asking: "Is there any news about the young master?" The soldier couldn't help but shook his head slightly.

After a while, Feng Ang waved his hand gently, and then saw the soldiers holding their fists and walking outside the tent. Just after Chen Shi, they heard the sound of drums and horns sounded in front of the central army's tent. At this time, the generals of each battalion did not dare to delay and walked out of the tent. Although they suddenly promoted the tent in the morning for some reason, they knew that the commander must have announced important things.

In the central army tent, Feng Ang stood in front of the marching map on the screen. Soon after, the tent became lively. At this time, Feng Shiyi and Chen Longshu in the crowd couldn't help but look at each other in confusion, leaned forward and asked, "General Feng, why are you so anxious to call us?" The generals in the tent became quiet instantly. Feng Ang, who was closing his eyes in front of the screen, suddenly opened his eyes, and his expression on his face suddenly became solemn, and he slowly turned around and said, "Everyone, I just got the news, how is the Liaoren Village on Fuluo Mountain empty?"

The generals in the tent were suddenly shocked and looked at each other. At this time, a Tang general suddenly asked: "How is this possible? We are so careful, how can the servants escape? "The people in the tent also showed confusion expressions. Feng Ang looked around at the generals and suddenly said loudly: "Comeone came, bring the things in." Soon, he saw several soldiers walking in with some things wrapped in white cloth. The generals in the tent frowned and seemed to have thought of something bad.

At this time, Feng Ang said lightly: "You might as well open it and take a look." Although the generals in the tent were confused, there was no taboo to deal with these "dead people". The Tang generals in the front opened the white cloth one after another. Suddenly, a hint of surprise appeared in their expressions, and they slowly said: "Scarecrow."
Chapter completed!