Hearing this, the generals under his command felt as if all the blood in their bodies had froze, and their faces turned pale from the cold.
But no one dared to raise any objections, and there was no reason to raise objections. They could only kneel on the ground and listen quietly to the screams outside the tent.
Until the end when there was no more anger, only the sound of the baton beating on the rotten flesh, Huo Mingheng still looked as cold as a Shura.
Just now Yanyan suddenly rushed in to save herself, before he had time to see the extent of Yanyan's injuries, she had already returned to her world.
Such a bad poison would kill a person in just one stick of incense at most.
No matter how advanced her medical skills were in that world, she still couldn't get to the hospital within a stick of incense.
she will die
Did you kill yourself
Huo Mingheng was thinking in a panic, his body trembled slightly due to the tense nerves, his resolute face turned pale like a ball of white paper.
"General... General, are you injured?" The lieutenant kneeling at the bottom asked worriedly.
But Huo Mingheng didn't answer his words at all, picked up the saber on the table, stood up and planned to go out.
Those people hurriedly stopped in front of him, "General, you... where are you going? At this time, Rong and Qi are both..."
"What's none of my business?" Huo Mingheng kicked the general away from his legs, "Since you have ideas and ideas, I'll leave them here to you."
"General, you are the great general of Sheng Kingdom. If you are not here, the morale of the army will be shaken. How can we fight against Qi and Rong?" They cried out miserably.
But Huo Mingheng didn't want to spend any time on them at all.
At this moment, he had no way to contact Yanyan, he just wanted to find Fan Yanjing quickly, and let him think of a way, how to send himself to Yanyan's world.
During this period of time, he had transported a lot of gold, enough for them to live a life without worry.
He never wanted to waste their time together for anything else.
Seeing that Huo Mingheng didn't listen to advice at all, the generals kneeling on the ground struggled to get up from the ground one by one, wanting to draw their swords to kill each other.
But before they could take any action, they let out a faint sigh and thought about it outside the military tent.
"I haven't seen you for several years, Mr. Huo is much more irritable than before."
The voice of the visitor was clear and cold, like the cold wind blowing from the glacier, without any warmth.
Huo Mingheng froze, and then a fire-like light burst out of his eyes.
"Master Fan."
He rushed out to greet him, and saw the person standing outside the military tent, dressed in snow-colored white clothes, not stained with a speck of dust.
"Mr. Huo, I haven't seen you for five years, but you are quite polite." Fan Yanjing's eyes fell on the top of Huo Mingheng's head, and his eyes softened a little, "I know what you want to do, why don't we talk in detail?"
Hearing that there was still room for conversation, Huo Mingheng finally felt a little more at ease.
If Yanyan's life was really in danger, I'm afraid he wouldn't have such a calm appearance.
Otherwise, even if he uses all his power, he will be buried with Yanyan.
"Master Fan, please." Huo Mingheng opened the curtain and cleared out all the people inside.
Fan Yanjing found a chair and sat down, his eyes fixed on the top of his head.
Huo Mingheng felt a little uncomfortable, subconsciously wanted to touch his head, but in the end he endured it.