Chapter 5: The Gods are dangerous, today, I am Fei Zhong

[Mist...Mist...Grass! If you let me do this kind of fatal work, you will think that I didn’t die fast enough!]

I will give you this light sentence from Emperor Xin, which directly made Yin Ze feel confused by a bolt from the blue.

Can anyone interrogate this assassin named Jiang Huan?

Isn’t this obviously causing me to offend Fei Zhong?

Fei Zhongyinze cannot afford to offend him. After all, he is also the third prince of the Da Shang Dynasty. Although he has no hope of inheriting the throne in the future, with Huang Feihu, he is also the best among the descendants of Emperor Xin.

But Fei Zhong is not afraid, but behind Fei Zhong, Daji, the demon fox and poisonous concubine, is a fairy who can eat people, and he is crispy at a time!

If you look at Daji again, hey, it will be even more amazing.

Are you afraid of the Virgin Mary, Nuwa?

As mentioned earlier, the castration of God is a plan for saints to seek the fortune of the human race and to recruit workers from the heavenly court.

Behind every thing that can reduce the fortune of big business, there are a pair of chaotic eyes of even several pairs of saints who quietly stare at them.

The assassin Jiang Huan should have been interrogated by the treacherous minister Fei Zhong, and then Empress Jiang was wrongly killed, the princes fled, and the princes raised an army to fight against Shang, which was called following the will of God.

Well, acting according to the script of the saint, causing Da Shang to suffer a lot of luck, that is, to follow the will of heaven. Otherwise, it is called acting against the will of heaven and helping the evil.

Everything has a fixed number. Fei Zhong interrogated the assassin Jiang Huan as a fixed number. It was a destiny that the saints had long calculated for them. Once there was a variable in one of the links, it would be strange that the saints could not find it.

Then the saints will take a look, huh?

How did this script change?

Immediately, I counted my fingers.

Hey, it turns out that the problem lies with you boy. You dare to disturb the fate of heaven and help the evildoer. Come on your life!

When Yin Ze thought of this, he felt so cold-hearted. In a hurry, he slapped the peach under the "mount" Deng Chanyu's slim waist.

Deng Chanyu:?

[I just said I didn't come, you insisted on me. I was pretending to be sick and you forced me to carry it. Look, isn't there any big deal?]

Yin Ze glared, but he couldn't say these resentments, so he had to complain in his heart.

But there is someone in the field who is even more anxious than him, that is Fei Zhong.

After Emperor Xin left the court, he patted his butt and left, not even time to win him the qualification for this interrogation. At this moment, Fei Zhong was so anxious that he was smoking, and his eyes were almost on fire.

If Jiang Huan is not serious and Yin Ze interrogates the truth, then it will be over...

"The Third Prince, how can you dirty your hands when you interrogate such a rough job? Do you want me to..." After Emperor Xin's figure disappeared, Fei Zhong rushed to Yin Ze immediately. This old boy was really worthy of being a treacherous minister. The anxiety on his face before instantly turned into a greedy and flattering smile.

"If you talk to me about this, I will like you so much."

Yin Ze, who was about to give Deng Chanyu another relieving thing, looked up quickly. When he heard this, he was excited.

You should have tried it well, it should have been yours. As long as you do not destroy the plot in the original work, the saint will not pay attention to himself, and the next few days will be comfortable and relaxed.

But just as Yin Ze was happily preparing to agree, a middle-aged handsome man in exquisite clothes and extraordinary clothes grabbed Fei Zhong's collar and threw it away like a little chicken.

Fei Zhong's small body lattice fell on the spot and couldn't find Bei, and he fainted in the blink of an eye.

"My nephew doesn't know how to interrogate him. My uncle can help him. It's not your turn to Fei Zhong intervene!"

Huang Feihu, the king of Wucheng, Zhenguo, who was in charge of the great Shang Dynasty, was full of power, and Yin Ze's cheap uncle looked indignant.

Looking at the entire court, the guys Huang Feihu looked down on the most were Fei Zhong and You Hun.

In Huang Feihu's opinion, his little nephew with red lips and white teeth is so simple and cute. Look, his feet are injured and he has to go to court even if he is carrying someone on his back. He can't learn bad things from a treacherous minister like Fei Zhong.

"Don't worry, your highness, just go and examine it. If you don't understand anything, ask me. If this damn assassin dares not to attack, I have some means to cure him!"

Huang Feihu patted his chest and showed an encouraging smile at his cute nephew.

"Thank you...thank you."

【I, you, he, Huang Feihu, you are big...】

Yin Ze was completely alone, and a lot of positive energy encouragement slipped through his heart. Since ancient times, I have only heard that his nephew cheated on his uncle. This is really an indescribable feeling when he was cheated by his uncle.

But now, what can he do?

Fei Zhong was already fainted and had to examine himself. A cold light flashed in Yin Ze's eyes.

Riding on Deng Chanyu, he ordered the two warriors in front of the hall to escort the assassin Jiang Huan to a deserted villain. Yin Ze ordered everyone to retreat, and he would try the assassin himself.

After half a cup of tea and confirming that there was no third person in the room, Yin Ze walked to Jiang Huan with a calm face.

Jiang Huan is a big and thick person, with a leopard head and ring eyes and a black person, which is a bit of a rash Zhang Fei. At first glance, this person is the kind of person who is thick on the outside and thin on the inside, absolutely hard and not afraid of death.

Yin Ze took out a whip tool, but before he could speak, he saw Jiang Huan looking at him with contempt, his face full of rebelliousness.

"Hmph, you don't need to ask, I'll do it!"

"Well, I know you are a hero who is not afraid of torture. If you don't want to attack, then I will hit you...?

Wait, what did you say?"

Yin Ze was stunned, was he tricked?

Is this a trick?

"I said I've called it."

Jiang Huan nodded affirmatively. He wanted to call him in the hall, and now he hates Fei Zhong to death.

It was clearly stated that we were acting, I pretended to assassinate King Zhou, and you secretly let me go behind your back.

But now I am not the one who examines me, then isn’t this the same as a fake act?

If the assassination king has nine lives, it is not enough for him to die. Fei Zhong cheated him, so he will have to take a cushion even if he dies.

"Listen, my name is Jiang Huan, and I am Fei Zhong's family general. He wants to kill Empress Jiang. Because my surname is Jiang, I asked me to pretend to be a member of the Jiang clan of Dongbohou to pretend to assassinate the king and frame the queen. I..."

Jiang Huanzhuan began to tell the truth like a bamboo tube pouring beans, but he didn't notice that Yin Ze's face slowly became cold. The whip in his hand was replaced by a bronze sword with a twinkling light.

brush!

Gululu...

A cold light slid past, and only the sound of choking water from ginger ringing's mouth was left.

"It will be better to die in my hands than to be burned into ashes. Don't worry, Fei Zhong, who killed you, will die worse than you in the future. He will be frozen to death on Qishan, so go with peace of mind."

Jiang Huan showed a painful hideous face, but after hearing this sentence, he gradually became relieved and relieved.

Yes, assassinating King Zhou is a destiny. It is better to die under the sword than to endure the torture of the cannon. Also, Fei Zhong died worse than me.

Swinging the blood beads on the sword, there was no such tenderness and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy on Yin Ze's face at this time.

The body of this young boy is the soul of an adult who knows the dangers of being a god and the dangers of the prehistoric world.

The destiny of the gods was so terrifying that he wanted to live peacefully and live comfortably, and live up to this great time travel.

He didn't want to get involved in the destruction of the Investiture of the Gods!

After throwing away the sword and rubbing his face, Yin Ze became so harmless again.

If you don’t want to get into the saint’s sight, the person who examines Jiang Huan is not Fei Zhong, then...

I can only be Fei Zhong once.
Chapter completed!