Yin Zhongwen screamed and collapsed backwards in fright. In the misty smoke, there seemed to be something like a head flying in the air. The neatly combed hair just now had completely fallen down. This
The head looked ferocious, with bleeding from all the orifices, and the voice revealed a gloomy and terrifying tone: "Give me my life, give me my life, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"
Yin Zhongwen burst into tears, and he shouted desperately: "I won't die, I won't die like this, He Wuji can save me, he, he will definitely save me!"
The flying head laughed strangely again: "Idiot, will He Wuji save you? You bypassed him and dedicated the ritual music to Liu Yu privately, just to persuade Liu Yu to join. The three of them started a fight together, they are equals.
Brothers, but if Liu Yu becomes the emperor, they will be vassals. He Wuji and Liu Yi will definitely kill you if they know this. Do you think he will save you? It will be him at tomorrow's banquet.
When I kill you, the traitor, hahahaha, Yin Zhongwen, just wait for death, this will be your fate tomorrow!"
The eyes of this flying head suddenly widened, and from those eyes, a burst of killing intent shot out like lightning. His mouth opened wide, just like Yin Zhongwen's mouth that was so wide that he could not breathe out.
The red tongue protruded from the mouth, like a python's letter, and strangled Yin Zhongwen's neck, immediately making Yin Zhongwen unable to breathe, and his voice gradually faded away in the smoke, along with the head
The same, slowly disappearing: "Give me back my life, give me back my life!"
Yin Zhongwen screamed. He only felt a sharp pain in his neck, but it became more and more difficult to breathe. It seemed that someone had strangled his head. Finally, he kicked his legs and fainted. When he closed his eyes
At that moment, he glanced at the bronze mirror from the corner of his eye, and saw that his body was falling backwards, and above his neck, there was still nothing, and the big head was missing!
The smoke gradually dissipated, and next to Yin Zhongwen who fainted on the ground, two people stood side by side, wearing cloaks and black outfits, flaming red lips, and Mingyue wearing a butterfly mask. On Mingyue's wrist, there was a
A colorless and invisible ribbon, the other side of the ribbon, is wrapped around Yin Zhongwen's neck. The feeling that makes him breathless is due to this ribbon!
Standing with his arms folded in the cloak, he walked slowly to the incense burner, opened the cover, and poured some liquid into it. Suddenly, the smoke stopped coming out, and the fragrance in the air also dissipated, and the bright moon put the ribbon on it.
Withdrew from Yin Zhongwen's neck, gently tapped his two acupuncture points, and said calmly: "Have a good sleep. At least, there shouldn't be any headless corpses to scare you in your dreams. Before you die,
, make yourself comfortable for a few days.”
Doupeng Jiejie smiled: "You are wrong. The function of this incense is to make the person who is in a coma repeat the fear in his heart over and over again. For Yin Zhongwen, the person in the headless mirror just now,
And the flying head behind it will be something that keeps appearing in his dream!"
Before he finished speaking, Yin Zhongwen's hand suddenly lifted up like a convulsion and touched his neck. A strange "hehe" sound came out of his throat, and foam began to form at the corner of his mouth, as if he had been pinched.
His neck was broken, as if he was struggling desperately to resist.
Mingyue's expression changed, and she took a step back, even instinctively pressing her hand on the hilt of the sword. However, Yin Zhongwen waved his hand in the air for a while, then put it down softly, tilted his head, and fell into a deep sleep again.
among.
Mingyue's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly: "What a powerful Mixiang, Lord, this is..."
The man in the cloak smiled slightly: "This is the secret scent of India from Kumarajiva, an old bald donkey. They practice Buddhism and pretend to be gods and ghosts. They rely on this trick to cause hallucinations in people. They have been doing it for decades. It may be in their minds.
There are so many hallucinations that even he believed it himself, which is also magical. Therefore, it seems that this thing cannot be used much. Moreover, the materials here are very rare. They are only found in Tianzhu. It is very difficult to obtain. If it is not necessary, use it sparingly.
For the best."
Mingyue nodded: "I obey. However, my lord, I still don't understand. Since Yin Zhongwen refused to contribute music scores to Liu Yu, it is of no use. Wouldn't it be better to let him fend for himself? Why spend so much money?
Zhou Zhang?"
Doupengke smiled and waved his hand: "You are still too young to know the secret of this. I never expected Liu Yu to really want Yin Zhongwen's music score. What I want is just to use this matter to provoke Liu Yuhe.
Do you know the conflict between Liu Yi and He Wuji, the so-called story of two peaches killing three men?"
Mingyue suddenly realized: "I understand, the ones who really want to kill Yin Zhongwen will be Liu Yi and He Wuji. However, even if they kill Yin Zhongwen, I'm afraid they won't have any conflict with Liu Yu. Wouldn't this problem be solved?
"
Doupengke sneered: "No, with Liu Yi's character, he would think that Liu Yu rejected Yin Zhongwen but did not take Yin Zhongwen to court to test other people's attitudes. If others don't care about this matter,
He would even submit music scores, which means that Liu Yu intends to truly stand on his own and take charge of the power alone. With Liu Tingyun's instigation, Liu Yi will definitely give up the fantasy of temporarily making peace with Liu Yu, and kill Yin Zhongwen in other matters.
They launched an attack together, and what happened this time..."
The cloaked guest looked at Yin Zhongwen on the ground, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes: "This matter also involved He Wuji. Originally, He Wuji would have turned to Liu Yu and Liu Jingxuan for giving him the army's favor. He
He will always speak for Liu Yu, so Liu Yi has no chance, and if Liu Yi and He Wuji can use this matter to join forces to kill Yin Zhongwen, it will be the first time that the two of them have truly cooperated to deal with Liu Yu, so
As a result, even the relationship between Liu Yu and He Wuji will begin to become subtle. Isn't this the result we want?"
Mingyue laughed: "But, given such a scare, Yin Zhongwen only has He Wuji to count on. Tomorrow's banquet is so important, will he really not go? Or will he sleep all day and miss tomorrow?"
Doupeng Ke smiled and waved his hand: "Letting him faint for a day won't have the same effect. I arranged it this way to scare him into thinking that tomorrow is the Hongmen Banquet. He Wuji wants to attack him. Only he refuses to go.
Why is Wuji so angry! So, after he wakes up, you have to do another thing!"
Mingyue immediately saluted with her sword: "My lord, please give me your orders!"
Doupengke smiled and said: "After he wakes up, you tell him that Xie Daoyun sent someone to send a message and asked him to meet at Jianjing Temple tomorrow. Just say that for the sake of saving his daughter, you can give him a way to survive. So.
First, Yin Zhongwen will definitely go to Jianjing Temple regardless of He Wuji's appointment, and I will definitely arrange for He Wuji to see this scene!"
Mingyue smiled and straightened up. In the blink of an eye, Yin Qian was standing in front of Doupeng Kede again, but it was Mingyue's voice: "As you command!"
This chapter has been completed!