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Chapter 33 At that time the bright moon was(2/3)

Dead branches, residual water, fallen leaves, sand and gravel.

Only those in the small notebook will feel the beauty of this kind of silence.

It's so beautiful.

It’s just that there are not so many resources, only joy in suffering.

Su Dawei turned to Wang Fangyi and wanted to say something else, but saw Wang Fangyi's expression calm and his face was light red in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"The sunset is extremely beautiful, but it's almost dusk."

Su Dawei was shocked.

Seeing Wang Fangyi's head suddenly sagging.

"don't want!"

He snatched it up and pinched Wang Fangyi's chin, but saw a stream of black blood gushing out from the corner of Wang Fangyi's mouth.

Too fast!

It's so fast that it's unexpected.

"Wang Langjun!"

Su Dawei shouted loudly, and opened his mouth and saw nothing but the black blood gushing out.

There must have been a highly poisonous substance in his mouth.

What kind of poison is it?

Su Dawei is not such a master, and he cannot judge.

As for what is used to protect the heart in martial arts novels, he doesn't know anything about it.

After becoming a stranger, I also knew that this statement was a saying that was free from chickens.

If Sun Simiao were here, there might be some help.

He reached out and tried the pulse on Wang Fangyi's neck.

Stopped.

A generation of famous generals, who once made the Turks and Hu people frightened, Wang Fangyi, who built the Shattered Ye City with his own hands, came to an end at this moment.

"Hey, why are you doing this..."

"You haven't told me the answer yet."

"Who is instructing me behind the scenes?"

"Where did those prophecies come from?"

"Who told you the poem you read just now?"

No one answered.

These questions may become eternal mystery coiled in Su Dawei's heart.

"He's dead?"

Wang Jingzhi stood not far away and watched coldly.

Seeing Wang Fangyi lying next to Su Dawei's feet, he seemed not very surprised, and his tone was still plain, as if he was an outsider.

Su Dawei looked ugly and looked at him: "He has been here for so long, don't you know that there is poison hidden in him?"

Wang Jingzhi's eyes were strange: "If you face him, he can die, so why should I stop him?"

He knew that Wang Fangyi was carrying poison on his body and wanted to die.

But he didn't want to stop it.

"At least...can't..."

"He wants to die, why do you force him not to die?"

Wang Jingzhi said coldly: "A person always has the freedom to decide his own life and death."

Su Dawei was stunned for a moment.

This sounds very reasonable.

But I felt a lot of pain.

More like a fallacy.

Well, Wang Jingzhi is not a normal person either, he is full of world-weariness.

It would be nice if he didn't want to die by himself. It would be unlikely that he could persuade Wang Fangyi like a normal person and stop Wang Fangyi from seeking death.

Su Dawei shook his head, his heart full of regret.

This time I was slow to react, but I didn't expect that Wang Fangyi would be determined to die.

He looked up and looked at the wall of the courtyard.

I saw that there was an extra eunuch there.

A eunuch who looked young but was actually quite old appeared on the courtyard wall and bowed calmly to Su Dawei.

In the next blink of an eye, he had already entered the yard.

Another flash appeared beside Wang Fangyi's corpse.

Tiqi.

To protect the Li Tang royal family, more accurately, is the alien who protects the emperor and the crown prince.

The Imperial Heavenly Prison, now called the Secret Pavilion, is an open institution to observe the celestial phenomena, determine the calendar, suppress the fortune of the Tang Dynasty, and deal with strange institutions.

In the invisible place, the Tiqi is the Emperor of Li Tang, who can be confident of being able to sit in the position of the Human Emperor without fear of strange people and strange things.

Su Dawei, the eunuch in front of him, knew that he was a person around Li Hong.

"Wang Fangyi committed suicide."

Su Dawei suppressed his emotions and said in a calm tone as calm as possible: "He did not confess the people behind the scenes, and those Longyou soldiers were just used."

"The founding uncle has troubled me, and the old slave has just heard it clearly and will report it according to the truth."

The eunuch waved his hand, and if there was suction in his palm, he lifted Wang Fangyi into his hand.

The weight of hundreds of pounds was as relaxed as a straw in his hands.

After nodding to Su Dawei again, the eunuch picked up Wang Fangyi and flashed out.

Go back and report.

Su Dawei's mission ends here.

Although I didn't find out who was behind the scenes, at least I asked Wei Sanlang what he said and Wang Fangyi's words just now were evidenced.

Part of the matter entrusted by Li Hong.

And it also washed away my suspicion.

Of course, even if he is really suspicious, he will never believe it with Wu Meiniang and Li Zhi's favor.

He is Wu Meiniang's man, and he is also the assistant minister who Li Zhi has to leave to Li Hong with confidence.

How can such a person with a great future make a decision?

Even if you have cerebral thrombosis and Parkinson's, you will never be able to do such a thing even if you have 20 years of cerebral thrombosis and Parkinson's brain.

But it's not completely meaningless.

At least this evidence is enough to block the right prime minister and censors' mouths.

"Jingzhi, I suddenly felt very tired."

Su Dawei stood up and looked back at the courtyard.

Just now, Wang Fangyi stood here, staring at the dead branches in the yard and the sunset outside the yard.

It is hard to imagine how desperate a person is to die.

At the end of his life, what was Wang Fangyi thinking?

None of these problems can be solved.

Su Dawei felt tired not physically, but these emotions ate their hearts in his heart.

Tired from the heart.

"People are tired of living."

A hint of envy suddenly appeared in Wang Jingzhi's tone: "If you die, maybe it is liberation."

"Jingzhi, you should live well. If Chang'an is missing you, I will feel that there is less fun."

Su Dawei said with a wry smile.

If Wang Jingzhi really wanted to die, he naturally could not stop him, but he did not want Wang Jingzhi to disappear from his circle one day, one day, one day.
To be continued...
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