"You...you..." Even though Yelu Zhongyuan had walked through countless corpse mountains and blood seas and killed countless people, he was still frightened by the scene in front of him so that his legs were weak and he was stammering and speechless.
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Yeluyan, who was outside the tent, rolled her eyes and fainted.
Murong Fu's eyes also flashed with a look of surprise, but he still managed to hug Yeluyan in time, and then looked down at the corpse. He saw that the small piece of land was slightly blurred, as if there were real energy fluctuations, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
"Are you a human or a ghost?" Yelu Zhongyuan forced himself to calm down and finally said such a sentence. His voice was trembling, which showed that he was still extremely frightened in his heart.
"Hehehe, what do you think?" The corpse was floating in the air, the voice was unpleasant to hear, and the laughter was even worse.
Yelu Zhongyuan suddenly lost his knees and fell to the ground, "Sir, I really didn't mean to kill you, please forgive my unintentional mistake. I... I will treat your family well and let them live a happy life."
The life of an aristocrat..."
"Hahaha..." The corpse laughed again, and then said, "I heard that you want to be the Emperor of Daliao, is it true?"
"I...I..." Yelu Zhongyuan didn't know how to answer for a moment.
"answer me!"
"Yes, I want to be the Emperor of Daliao."
"It's a good idea, but it's a pity that you can't do it."
"What?" Yelu Zhongyuan was immediately furious. He even forgot about his fear and shouted angrily, "Why can't you do it?"
"Because... Yelu Hongji is still alive." the corpse replied.
When Murong Fu heard these words, he almost jumped up in shock. Fortunately, he held it back in time and did not show any breath.
Yelu Zhongyuan in the tent had almost the same reaction, "Is he still alive? Haven't you already found out..."
He suddenly stopped mid-sentence and stared at the corpse, "You are not Gru, who are you?"
Murong Fu really wanted to go in and strangle him to death. At this time, if you don't care about Yelu Hongji, why should you care about who is coming?
Gru should be the name of the dead general, and "he" laughed sinisterly, "Have you discovered it? Hahaha, I thought you would continue to be stupid, how could you be my cooperative friend?"
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Yelu Zhongyuan was shocked and angry at the same time. He stood up slowly and scanned the surroundings with a falcon-like gaze, "Who are you? Since you want to cooperate, you might as well show up."
As he spoke, he touched his lower back with one hand, where he held his extremely sharp golden knife.
"Your Majesty, don't be so nervous. If I want to kill you, I won't talk to you so much." This time the corpse did not speak, but a voice came out of thin air. It was vigorous, powerful, and spoke in a rather polite tone.
As soon as he finished speaking, the sand squirmed under Gru's body, and suddenly a red shadow appeared out of thin air. He was very tall and burly, and he was dressed a little strangely. He wore a red cloak on his body, but on his head.
A hooded hat with a very low brim.
When Murong Fu saw this figure outside the tent, he had a real expression. Just by his breath, he could tell that this person was the mysterious master who caused trouble in Xiangyang City a few days ago. Unfortunately, judging from where he was standing now,
From the angle, he couldn't see the other person's face at all. He didn't act rashly, because this person's skills were unfathomable, and any movement he made might be noticed by the other person.
Yelu Zhongyuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the man in red appear. It's no wonder that visible people are much cuter than corpses that can talk. He asked, "Who are you?"
The man in red didn't answer, but raised his hand gently and shook it in the air. The body above his head suddenly burst into flames.
The heat wave swept over him instantly, and even Murong Fu was shocked, because he could feel the hot breath even through the tent.
Yelu Zhongyuan, who had just calmed down, immediately became nervous again. He pointed at the man in red with a trembling hand and stepped back involuntarily.
A dozen breaths passed before and after, and the corpse in the air was turned into ashes. The man in red waved his hand gently, and the ashes were scattered on the ground bit by bit.
Yelu Zhongyuan fell to the ground and murmured with a pale face, "Are you a human or a ghost?"
The man in red chuckled lightly, stepped forward to help him up, and said harmoniously, "My dear friend, I helped you destroy the body and remove all traces. Aren't you going to thank me?"
His movements are indescribably elegant, and his tone is surprisingly friendly. Anyone who hears it will think that this is the tone of speaking to a friend.
At this time, Murong Fu, who was hiding in the dark, had cold palms. He could produce flames out of thin air, but it was impossible for him to turn a corpse into ashes with just a few movements like the other man. You must know that the bones of the human body are extremely hard.
Even if the corpse was specially cremated, it would take seven or eight hours to turn it into ashes. He and Yelu Zhongyuan had the same idea. Is this still a human being?
Yelu Zhongyuan wanted to escape from the man in red, but he didn't dare. He muttered for a long time and finally asked, "What exactly do you want?"
The man in red asked, "Didn't King Cai just say that he wanted to be the Emperor of Liao? I'm here to help you."
"You? How do you want to help me?" Yelu Zhongyuan asked this in a strange tone, because the situation is very good now, and he can ascend to the throne when the time comes, and he does not need help from others at all.
The man in red seemed to see what he was thinking, and he laughed and said, "Does the king think it is easy to ascend to the throne with your own strength?"
Yelu Zhongyuan subconsciously wanted to deny it, but he hesitated and said, "Yes, I really don't see anyone who can stop me from becoming the emperor now."
"Yes, Yelu Hongji."
Yelu Zhongyuan immediately remembered that the man in red had said that Yelu Hongji was still alive, and he couldn't help but asked in shock, "Is he really still alive?"
"Yes, he is still alive and well."
"Where is he?"
"What do you think?"
Yelu Zhongyuan's eyes flickered, and he suddenly thought of something and said in surprise, "He fell into your hands?"
Murong Fu also thought of this, and couldn't help but be slightly moved. The people he sent out never found the whereabouts of Yelu Hongji. He thought he died in that nook and cranny, but he didn't expect that he would fall into the hands of this mysterious master, and he also knew about this
The master is from Dayuan. In other words, Yelu Hongji has fallen into Temujin's hands.
At this time, the man in red shook his head and said, "No, to be precise, Yelu Hongji is in the hands of the Great Khan."
After Yelu Zhongyuan heard this, his expression was indescribably strange. He was stunned, shocked, and deeply puzzled.
The man in red continued, "Your Majesty, you understand what I mean. As long as you cooperate with us, the throne of Daliao will be at your fingertips."
Yelu Chongyuan was still puzzled and asked blankly, "Why did you want to capture the emperor? He was originally on the same boat as the Great Khan."
The man in red smiled and said, "What you said is wrong."
"What's wrong?"
"First, we did not capture him, but rescued him. It's just that he is seriously injured now. The Great Khan arranged a quiet place for him to recuperate. Second, he was in the same boat as us, but he was not
One heart."
Yelu Chongyuan suddenly realized that Yelu Hongji was talented and ambitious. Although he had the same determination and purpose to destroy the Song Dynasty as Temujin, Temujin did not dare to keep him.
After thinking about this, a chill flashed in his eyes, "So you chose me because you think I'm easy to control, right?"
"If you understand it this way, it can't be wrong, but I still want to put it in a nicer way. We are cooperating and we each get what we need."
"Everyone gets what they need!" Yelu Zhongyuan said coldly, "You helped me get the throne, what do you want to take from me?"
"Nothing is needed."
"Oh? Then where does everyone get what he needs?"
"You only need to follow the original plan and lead the army to capture Xiangyang City. As for how much you can get in the future, it all depends on your ability."
Yelu Chongyuan was silent.
Murong Fu breathed a sigh of relief, and was even a little grateful to Temujin, because for no other reason, he caught Yelu Hongji for him and kept this secret.
After a while, Yelu Zhongyuan finally sighed, "How do you want to cooperate?"
By asking this question, he agreed to cooperate with Mongolia, and he would definitely be restrained by Temujin in the future. This was different from the previous conspiracy to seize the throne. He did not know Yelu Hongji's life and death before, and no one could say anything even if the matter was exposed.
What, because he can completely argue that he didn't know that Yelu Hongji was still alive.
But now he knows that Yelu Hongji is still alive, but he still colludes with Mongolia to seize the throne, which is no different from rebellion. Once the matter is exposed, not only will he not be able to sit on the throne, but everything he has now will be taken away from him. Of course, he will have no other choice.
Apart from the temptation of the throne, it was easy for the master in front of him to kill him.
The man in red was not surprised at all by his decision, and immediately said with a smile, "When you fully control the 400,000 troops outside, the Great Khan will send you the head of Yelu Hongji as a gift. You only need to wholeheartedly assist the Great Khan in conquering
Just go to Xiangyang City."
The implication is that it will take some time before Yelu Hongji is killed.
Yelu Zhongyuan naturally understood this and kept a calm expression on his face, "I will arrange it as soon as possible. By the way, that fake emperor..."
The man in red sneered, "I believe that your Majesty doesn't need to resort to help for such a trivial matter, right? If I kill him now, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to you."
"exactly."
"Then I will take the first step and wait for the good news from your Majesty."
"I send you."
"No need." After the man in red said the last word, his figure became blurred and disappeared out of thin air.
Yelu Zhongyuan was startled again and looked ahead blankly.
But Murong Fu's eyes were fixed on the ground. He knew that the man came in by hiding and must have left by hiding, but he could not see any trace. Such a sophisticated escape technique was really unheard of.
He carefully restrained his breath, his expression was uncertain, and his brows were furrowed. Even though the man in red had said that he would kill Yelu Hongji, he still couldn't rest assured, because he couldn't sit back and watch Yelu Zhongyuan seize power.
Zhao Hong's identity cannot be exposed, so Yelu Hongji must be killed, and Yelu Chongyuan cannot be retained.
But who to kill first becomes a problem, because no matter who is killed first, it will alert the snake and things will get out of control.
After thinking for a long time, he quietly left the tent and decided to discuss it with Zhao Hong first. In addition, Yelu Hongji was hidden by Temujin. Killing him might be as difficult as assassinating Temujin.