Jiang Jiu Ge

Chapter 227: It's better to die

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"Continue to follow, and report to me immediately if there is any turmoil." Feng Jiuge knocked on his eyes, covering up his exhaustion.

She was tired, too tired.

There were wolves before and tigers behind. Even though she had walked the rivers and lakes before and was chased by people everywhere, she did not live so fearlessly. And these things all happened after meeting Gu Beiyan.

Nine-nine, nine-nine...

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The main camp in the frontier.

Lin Zhi came from outside, still holding the battle report in his hand. Seeing his prince sitting in a chair, he reported in a report, "The prince, the spy who ambushes the dead people's village has sent a letter."

Gu Beiyan sat in the middle, his slender fingers unconsciously turning the fingers of his thumb. Wearing an ink suit could not conceal his peerless elegance, and it showed his incomparable dignity.

Presented before the end, the beautiful hand took it.

Open it casually, the handwriting above is scribbled, obviously written in a hurry. It's just that those spies have been specially trained to meet such a critical situation, it seems that the dead people are not easy to deal with.

"Can you find the whereabouts of Xia Yunian?" After closing the letter, Gu Beiyan glanced coldly.

Lin Zhi shook his head, obviously not detecting.

Xia Jiannian has been stationed in the border area. Now that something like this has happened, he has not been in the camp together with Feng Shuyu, and even no one has been seen.

Gu Beiyan sneered unconsciously, "It looks like a drunkard is not drinking."

Introducing Fengshuyu into this place, he can retreat all over again, I have to say that Luoyuesheng's ability to calculate people has become more sophisticated. Feng Shuyu had always had correspondence with him before, but it stopped a few days ago, and he guessed that Feng Shuyu had been killed.

It's just that this matter has not been reported in time, and the heart of Sima Zhao in Xia Yunian is already known to passers-by.

If he wanted Feng Shuyu's life to be wiped out by others, Xia Jiannian was an accomplice, and Luo Yuesheng was the mastermind.

"The prince meant..." Linzhi's eyebrows were also more solemn.

They came to the frontier for a day, but before the news of Feng Shuyu came, even the dead people they were looking for seemed to be settled a little, and they didn't act too much. The most important thing right now is to rescue the detained envoys from the Western Regions. Unexpectedly, everything has been taken a few steps ahead. Gu Beiyan is also uncertain at this moment.

"In the middle of the game, lure the enemy to go deep and wait for the opportunity." Gu Beiyan has been practicing martial arts for many years.

Now that Luo Yuesheng wants to take Feng Shuyu's life, he must keep Feng Shuyu's life. Not only is the Feng clan relying on Feng Shuyu in the future, but also because of Feng Jiuge.

I don’t know how his Jiujiu is in the city now. It won’t be long before the news of his departure from the city is kept from him. Luo Yuesheng will definitely start at Feng Jiuge. The Emperor Sheng has already thought about killing the Feng family. Will never let it go.

"How is Jiujiu today, can there be news?"

Lin Zhi knew that Gu Beiyan remembered hanging up on Feng Jiuge, fearing that she would encounter any danger in the city. Even if she did not explain to Feng Jiuge in person, many people were arranged behind to protect her safety.

"There is no major incident in the city for the time being, and there is no news from the spies protecting the princess. The prince can rest assured that in addition to these people, the princess will also protect herself. Isn't the seventh prince also in the city?"

Lin Zhi thought he would still be able to take care of Bei Yan's friendship with Luo Qiran on weekdays. What's more, at the feet of the emperor, no one would know what Feng Jiuge would do.

"Stupid." Unexpectedly, Gu Beiyan smiled contemptuously after hearing Lin Zhi's words.

If he were in the city, if Feng Chujin hadn't happened to Feng Mansion, maybe Feng Jiuge would be safe and sound in the city. However, it was Luo Yuesheng who had the murderous heart to take Feng Jiuge's life right now, and Luo Qiran would not help it.

What's more, how could Luo Qiran be such a simple person.

Gu Beiyan thought of this, his eyes deepened, and he flung out the letter in his hand. He said indifferently, "Let the elite prepare, and you can leave for the dead people's village."

Can't wait to explore the terrain, there is not much time for him to think before and after.

Both the Envoy of the Western Regions and Feng Shuyu must be rescued, and Luo Yuesheng's strategy will definitely not be achieved.

What happened back then was the only pain in Gu Beiyan's heart. He would not let Luo Yuesheng easily, because it would not be enough to quell his anger by making him unstoppable.

Gu Beiyan never cared about whose hands this country would fall into, but Luo Yuesheng, he must die, and he would die in front of the Gu family!

"Yes." Lin Zhi knew that he couldn't listen to what he was talking to Gu Beiyan at the moment, so he had to agree and stepped back to prepare.

There were countless casualties in the battle between the two armies, not to mention that the hostilities this time were the dead people of Ning State. Those people were bewitched by Shen Shao Temple, ready to provoke the battle between Chu Luo and the Western Regions, and took the opportunity to reap the benefits of the fishermen.

When the Fengshuyu lone army went deep, it was unfortunately caught in an ambush by the dead and detained in the village along with the envoy of the Western Regions. Seeing his identity, these dead people knew that the Feng clan used to serve for Ning Guo and now he has become a traitor. Naturally, he would treat Feng Shuyu harshly.

So, on the fourth day of being detained, the dead man gave him a bowl of water, which was so muddy that it spilled out most of it when it fell in front of him.

After three days of fasting and being flogged, Feng Shuyu's situation at this moment can no longer be described in embarrassment. No one can imagine that this person who looks like a beggar is actually Chu Luo's general.

His luxurious battle robe was torn, and his whole body was stained with blood. Even that face was bloodied at this moment, and his old demeanor was no longer handsome.

The messenger from the Western Regions was kept in the next room, but the food supply was very different from that of Fengshuyu.

If these dead people are just dissatisfied with Feng Clan doing things for Luoyuesheng, they could kill him with a single sword, but they want to make him faceless in this humiliating way, or in front of these Western Regions envoys, publicly let him A general of a country lost face, even worse than a dog.

The meal on this day was once again sent in by a woman in white. The Western Region envoys saw the woman with their eyes bright and stared directly at the meal. Among the envoys, one person did not move at all.

The man sat cross-legged in the corner, even if the seat was filthy straw or even mud, the man could be calm, closed his eyes and seemed to be recuperating.

"Master, you can eat more." Feng Shuyu had been to the Western Regions a few years earlier, and naturally understood the language of the Western Regions.

The messengers were persuading that person, and this scene had been going on for several days.

Feng Shuyu was tied to a wooden stake, and his actions were surrounded by rough ropes. Except for his drooping head, his scattered ink hair almost blocked his face, making it difficult to see his emotions at the moment.

The dead people trapped him here, just wanting others to watch jokes, so why should he follow their wishes? The big deal is death.