General is a Villain

On the high floor Candlestick, the candle flickered faintly.

In the Juyi hall, there was a crisscross of wine and preparation, pushing cups and changing lamps. The sound of boxing echoed in the room, and the sound echoed on her head like a red bell.

The light fell from the top of her head and cast a shadow on Yi Xiaoqiao's little face, which made her little face very cloudy.

Yi Xiaoqiao tried his best to hide himself in the shadow, but he didn't dare to lift his head, for fear that the masked man would find out that he was "the lady of Mu Yian".

"Ha ha, Mr. Kim, drink, drink." Master Zhang smiled and gathered together. The big face like a dough cake, with a full smile and oily light, said with a smile: "I don't know what requirements Mr. Jin has for coming this time?"

Yi Xiaoqiao's ears stood up and listened attentively.

"Request? Don't you know my request?" On the contrary, Mr. Jin started a riddle and asked with a smile.

"Yes, I know. Mei Tong's Revenge must have been avenged for you..."

"What do you mean to report to me? Isn't that charming boy also your man?" Mr. Jin slapped him on the table and made a loud noise. Although he could not see his appearance, he could imagine how ferocious his face was from the hostility between the lines.

Yi Xiaoqiao seems more nervous.

There was a moment of silence in the Juyi hall. Everyone looked up at Mr. Jin as if they had been fixed.

Leader Zhang's face changed a few times. After a while, he just laughed. It was as if nothing had happened just now "Yes, yes, Mr. Jin is right. I mean, Mrs. Mu Yi'an will pay for her blood sooner or later, but... Although our blood lotus sect is developing well, there are still fewer people. Mu Yi'an is a general guarding the border. He has tens of thousands of soldiers. We wasted a lot of people last time we killed him..."

Yi Xiaoqiao clenched his hand and wasted... Many people? What does the leader think of human life.

That day's blood flowed into a river, the corpses were broken, and the cruel and bloody scene was not worth mentioning in his mouth. Although Yi Xiaoqiao tried to calm himself down, this words still deeply stimulated her.

"Didn't I give you tens of thousands of liang of silver afterwards? Isn't it enough?" Mr. King became more and more severe.

"No amount of silver is too much. Those people are stupid people. They just want to get Jinshan and Yinshan. If they can't satisfy them, I'm afraid they won't work for us faithfully. Won't we be busy for nothing at that time..."

"That's enough. Don't you want silver?" Mr. Jin's tone was full of sarcasm. His eyes hidden in the mask were like ghosts hidden in hell. He glanced at sect leader Zhang and said leisurely, "when the lady who killed Mu Yian, I will give you another million liang of silver. How many followers you want, let you develop."

Master Zhang's face was happy, and the mung bean's small eyes flashed: "seriously?"

"Don't be happy yet." Mr. Jin raised his hand: "you can't take the money for nothing. In addition to buying the woman's life, you must also fulfill your previous promise. In Yucheng, only my family is enough. You don't want to see those useless bastards anymore!"

Is this to destroy his opponent in Yucheng? Yi Xiaoqiao's eyes turned. When he mentioned silver, he was full of disdain, and counted by millions. It can be seen that his family is rich. He said that one family is enough. It must be an aristocratic family or a rich businessman.

I'm afraid it's going to be difficult. Let alone emphasizing agriculture over commerce. In this era, the status of businessmen is low. In fact, the status of businessmen is not low at all. Money can make ghosts push the mill. As long as there is enough money, businessmen can overthrow a dynasty. Now it's definitely not a good thing for businessmen to support blood lotus religion like this.

Peaches winked at Yi Xiaoqiao quietly and asked her if she wanted to do it. In her opinion, what blood lotus taught Mr. Jin was all cut down. It was all done and crisp.

Yi Xiaoqiao shook his head imperceptibly. Although Mr. Jin was generous, she believed that Mr. Jin must not be behind the scenes. Maybe he came to send a message. Even if he was killed, it would be useless. On the contrary, she would lose clues. She still needed to see more.

The communication between the two people was just in the blink of an eye. Master Zhang smiled with a glass of wine and asked with shining eyes: "it's easy to say. It's not just a few businessmen. It's not easy to kill them. I just don't know when Mr. Jin said to cash in one million liang of silver?"

"When I kill that woman, when I cash it." Mr. Jin said coldly, and his killing intention came out in his eyes.

Yi Xiaoqiao felt the cold for no reason, as if she had fallen into an ice hole. Who did she provoke? How could she be so unlucky!

The thought flashed away, and a cry of surprise came from outside.

"No, it's gone..."

Water is fire.

What's the matter, Cui Qi? They started ahead of time? Why didn't they wait for her order!

Yi Xiaoqiao held the cup and glanced at Chen Dragon Boat Festival. Chen Dragon Boat Festival made a gesture to show her to take it easy.

"The warehouse is out of water. It's bad, sect leader. The warehouse is out of water..." a man in white stumbled in and said nervously, pointing to the outside.

This sentence seemed to strike the heads of the people like thunder.

Leader Zhang changed his face. All their gold, silver, jewelry and other money were put in the warehouse. The warehouse ran out of water. There were no gold, silver and jewelry!

That's great!

"Go and put out the fire immediately. What's the matter? How can the warehouse run out of water? Is the person in charge of the warehouse a fool?" Leader Zhang shouted angrily. The voice was as loud as a bell, as if it was going to break the roof.

People picked up pots and buckets to fetch water and put out the fire. Soon, there were only Mr. Jin and sect leader Zhang left in the whole Juyi hall.

Mr. Jin also stood up. Unfortunately, the mask wrapped his face tightly, and there was no expression at all. Otherwise, we could know how wonderful his expression was at this time.

Yi Xiaoqiao and peach looked at each other and suddenly shot together.

Yi Xiaoqiao pulls out his dagger, and peach takes out his soft sword to attack Mr. Jin and sect leader Zhang respectively.

Mr. Jin is tightly wrapped. Yi Xiaoqiao specially observed his body shape and knew that he would hurt him rather than kill him. Therefore, her dagger first stabbed his legs. Once his legs were injured, he would lose his ability to move. Mr. Jin must not run away.

But he didn't want to stab himself, but it was empty. Yi Xiaoqiao got a foot on his shoulder and sat on the ground.

Master Zhang grabbed Mr. Jin's shoulder and lifted him up. His round body turned into a remnant at this moment, whizzing out.

Chen Dragon Boat Festival didn't expect that the leader would master lightness skills. He was afraid that they would escape. He waved a big knife and stopped the leader.

At the same time, the thin monkey attacked from the side and hacked at Mr. Jin.

The blade flashed a cold light and hit Mr. Jin. There was only a "Ding". A spark splashed on the blade. Mr. Jin's clothes were cut open and his brass arms were exposed.

Chen's eyes shrunk and took two steps back.

The peach was also stunned: "what's that?"

"Is it a prosthetic?" Yi Xiaoqiao was silly and said to his heart, are you kidding? Is this Mr. Kim fake all over?

Otherwise, how could she not poke her leg? And how could he be afraid of swords?

In a flash of thought, Chen Dragon Boat Festival attacked again. Relying on his own strength, he slashed Mr. Jin's armor, as if to cut it with a big knife.

Squeak——

A harsh voice flashed.

Yi Xiaoqiao hurriedly covered his ears. There was a buzz in his ears. It was dark and he almost fainted.

She calmed down and looked again, but she saw that leader Zhang left the Juyi hall with Mr. Jin on his shoulder and rushed into the darkness.

"Chase!"

Yi Xiaoqiao took a step to chase, but she was not a peach, and she didn't have the skill of peach. Just after two steps, her legs and feet were soft and collapsed on the ground. Her ears were hot and sticky. She wiped her hands with her hands, but her hands were full of blood.

My ears are bleeding.

It was just that sound.

It seems that she still underestimated the enemy. She just thought Mr. Jin was in disguise, but she didn't expect that Mr. Jin had such a mechanism.

A piece of black cloth fell on the ground. It was just cut from Mr. Jin during the Dragon Boat Festival.

She picked up the cloth on the ground and stuffed it into her arms. Unexpectedly, there was a buzzing sound just after she went out.

The voice was very sharp. The noisy person's ears were buzzing and her head was confused. Her eyes were dark, her legs and feet were soft, and she fell head down.

"Be careful."

With this sound, an arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her up from the ground.

Yi Xiaoqiao fell on the man's shoulder, with a familiar aroma lingering on the tip of her nose. She slowly raised her eyes: "Mu Yi'an..."

"Don't talk." Mu Yi'an tore off two pieces of cloth to block her ears, took her back quickly and retreated to the thatched house beside the stronghold until he was sure that the sound would no longer hurt her. Then he took off the two pieces of cloth, rubbed her ears and asked, "how do you feel?"

Yi Xiaoqiao rubbed his ears and asked loudly, "am I going to be deaf?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, her ears were still buzzing, as if she had a piece of plastic cloth in her ears. She couldn't hear clearly.

Mu Yi'an couldn't laugh or cry. He was so brave before, but now he counseled: "I think you probably won't be deaf."

Yi Xiaoqiao saw his mouth open and close, but his ears seemed to be filled with water. She couldn't hear anything clearly. She raised her voice and asked, "what are you talking about?"

Mu Yi'an pressed her in his arms and whispered in her ear.

Yi Xiaoqiao felt the heat sprinkled on his ears and asked, "what do you say, I can't hear you."

"Stay here and wait for me to avenge you!" Mu Yi'an shook Yi Xiaoqiao's hand tightly, pointed his toes and left the roof like a gust of wind.

Yi Xiaoqiao squinted and saw that Mu Yian's figure was like an eagle flying for nine days under the fire. A satisfied smile flashed across her lips. Her little face was red by the fire. In fact, she heard it.

He said, Yi Xiaoqiao, well done.