Song Lang smiled lightly, such a light cloud, but it was very dazzling in Chu Feng's eyes. He was so anxious, but Song Lang was like a okay person.
"How does your Highness want me to help? What can I do for Your Highness?"
Chu Feng suppressed his unhappiness, still anxious: "The most important thing at the moment is to control these people who are caught by the Heart-Eater Gu."
"Control? Just control? Your Highness doesn't want to heal them?" Song Lang raised Junyi's eyebrows, and his cold eyes fell on Chu Feng's face.
Chu Feng waved his hand: "It's not the time to think about this. I have to control the situation first. When I sit on the throne, it will not be too late to try to treat them."
Song Lang said, "But as far as I know, the longer this kind of poison is delayed, the more dangerous it will become. When your Highness sits on the emperor, I am afraid that none of these people will survive."
Chu Feng frowned and blurted out, "As soon as you succeed, which emperor wants to ascend to the throne of God, will he not shed blood and sacrifice? It is their blessing that they can contribute to my great cause."
He could take such shameless words for granted. Song Lang thought of the emperor of the Kingdom of Jin, Chu Feng in front of him, and that person, he was so alike.
Even suspected that Qianhua was not the son of that person, but the talent in front of him was.
The same cold-blooded shamelessly.
He actually disgusts himself, how can he cooperate with such a person
"What are you thinking?" Chu Feng was very displeased when he saw that he was silent and his face was still uncertain. "Just say anything, don't hide it."
Song Lang nodded: "Yes, just say it if you have anything to say. You don't have to hide, then I'm not welcome."
Song Lang smiled faintly, and the light in his eyes was cold and cold: "For what your Royal Highness is planning, Song is afraid that he won't be able to help."
Chu Feng stood up, with a fierce look in his eyes: "What did you say?"
Song Lang sat as steady as Mount Tai, without even raising his eyes: "I said, Song can't help with what your Highness is planning."
"Do you want to cross the river to demolish the bridge?" Chu Feng said angrily.
Song Lang frowned slightly, and finally raised his eyes to look at him: "Cross the river and demolish the bridge? What does your Highness mean? Which river did Song have crossed in His Highness's hand? Which bridge is now being demolished?"
Before Chu Feng answered, Song Lang went on to say: "If Song remembers correctly, Dianzheng did his own thing about things in Jinyang City? Song has clearly warned His Royal Highness not to go too far in everything, what you should do So Song has done it, but you, behind my back, slaughtered the envoys of the Kingdom of Jin, created such a big case, and put me on the back of such a big black pan. Down, Song has always wanted to ask you, you really are not Deliberately harm me?"
Chu Feng frowned, his face darkened: "I did that thing, but what about it? If you don't kill those people, wouldn't it be possible for them to come and negotiate? Have you forgotten who killed them all? Your Song family?"
Song Lang snorted: "Song has never forgotten, and always remembers who killed our Song family, but your Highness, the hatred of our Song family is not revenge with the lives of innocent people. I want to kill it, not them, you It should be clear."
Chu Feng: "The process is not important. What is important is the result. As long as the goal is achieved, will everyone be happy?"
Song Lang never knew that Chu Feng seemed shrewd, but in fact he was so stupid, it was hopeless.
"I don't know what purpose did your Highness achieve after killing the envoys? What purpose do you intend to achieve?" Song Lang asked back.