Song Huiyue staggered for a few steps before barely standing still. Her eyes were as wide as bells: "You must have started the fire earlier for some reason!"
Under the night, Zhang Xutang's face became even more disgusting.
He worked for most of the night, but the King of Jin was unscathed, but he was injured. Zhan Shizhao didn't know what went wrong, so he lit the fire in advance.
The wound on his neck felt like it was being licked by fire. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to hold it down, and at the same time became as cold as breaking a jar.
He really wanted to take apart Song Huiyue's brain and see what was going on inside and why it was so hard to fool.
"It's okay if I let you go," he pointed at the knife. "Your Song family has been burned to death, so you should kill yourself as soon as possible and go to the underground family to reunite, so as not to be a lonely ghost if you go late."
Song Huiyue sneered, with a thin but sharp light in her eyes: "Are you angry from embarrassment?"
She laughed and cursed lightly at Zhang Xutang. When the Zhang family guards who were guarding the old place saw the furious Zhang Xutang, they were all frightened and clamped their tails.
They knew that Zhang Xutang looked like a sickly and handsome man on the outside, but he was really a tyrant on the inside.
In the eyes of the servants of the Zhang family, Song Huiyue's behavior was seeking death.
Another person who looked forward to death was Xiaowei. He sold himself to Zhang Xutang, and he and his entire family also lived in the Zhang family's village.
He knew in his heart that if he said he was selling his body, he was actually selling his life.
"Second Master," he gave Zhang Xutang a big step up, "it's almost time."
Zhang Xutang snorted coldly and stopped being angry with Song Huiyue - he was here to kill people, so why did he let Song Huiyue become a brat in anger?
It's all because this little thing was disobedient from the beginning to the end, which made him always worried, always afraid that she would come unexpectedly.
When his mind came to his senses, he looked around.
The so-called old place is actually the only way in and out of Tanzhou City from Jinwang Villa. There can be countless roads on the Villa, but if you want to enter the city, you must take this one, unless you circle around Tanzhou City
, enter through other city gates.
The Zhang family guards walked back and forth on this road countless times. At this time, these people were guarding here and had already killed five people.
Among the five people there is a pair of grandparents.
Zhang Xutang's order was that anyone passing by, regardless of gender or age, would be treated as messengers.
Since King Jin wants to be a coward here, he will fulfill King Jin's wish and isolate this place from the world.
After seeing the five corpses, he nodded with satisfaction. He checked the manpower again and found that Mrs. Song did not come, but only a pack of clothes.
Mrs. Song, who had not come, thought about the fire that had been set in advance, and he thought that there should be only two Song siblings left in the Song family.
Song Huiyue cannot be allowed to know, otherwise he will really have nothing in his hand that can threaten her.
He picked up his clothes as if nothing had happened and cursed at the guard: "You can't even hire a Mrs. Song? What a waste! Lao Zhan can't do anything to them? A group of women actually held them captive!"
The guard followed his words and replied in a low voice: "That guard..."
"Just kill him!" Zhang Xutang kicked him and said, "Get out!"
No one mentioned the fire that was still burning.
Throwing the clothes to Song Huiyue, he transformed into a poisonous snake, raised his triangular head, and released venom at Song Huiyue: "Change!"
Song Huiyue raised her eyes and found that no one planned to avoid it.
Everyone's eyes were converging and communicating silently, creating a sense of excitement.
Their gazes were like teeth, silently falling on Song Huiyue, ready to gnaw at her body at any time.
Zhang Xutang smiled half-heartedly: "I don't mind changing it for you."
Song Huiyue also held her head high and counterattacked with a cold look: "No need for your dirty hands."
She reached out to untie her cloak, but instead of taking off her clothes as everyone wanted, she folded the collar inside and wore the clean clothes directly on the outside. She was slim and still fit well.
You don’t even need to change your skirt, it’s just covered up.
The eyes drew back in disappointment.
When everything was ready, Xiao Wei walked up to Song Huiyue with a swaying food box and a playful smile on his face.
This time Song Huiyue was closer to him, and she noticed something inconsistent on his face.
The skin and flesh seemed to have been soaked in water. They did not follow the position of the bones, but moved away from the bones and grew randomly.
Xiao Wei got on his horse and hung up the indestructible food box. When he saw Song Huiyue's feet nailed to the spot, he turned around and waved: "Madam, why don't you leave? I still have to ask my brother for mercy."
It's time to drink."
Song Huiyue felt creepy when she heard his voice was no different from Du Lan's. At the same time, she thought to herself that the real Du Lan might...
The village and the palace in the city cannot communicate with each other tonight. Even if Du Lan dies in the city, no one can come out to report the news.
This fake Du Lan sees every move she makes.
And Zhang Xutang can also control everything in the other village through fake Du Lan.
As long as there is any change in her, Zhang Xutang can respond immediately.
Zhang Xutang was very cautious, as it seemed that all roads were blocked.
Getting on her horse, she looked back at the fire again.
Can not give up.
She believed that Yin Xiao could regain a chance of survival, and that King Jin also had many disciples, so he would definitely be able to come up with clever tactics and defeat all Zhang Xutang's plans.
As Zhang Xutang looked at Song Huiyue's leaving figure, he already felt that the situation was like a wild horse running wild, heading in an unpredictable direction, never to return.
For some reason, he felt an ominous premonition that he might not be able to do this today.
How sure I was that King Jin could die before, now I am even more sure that King Jin will not die.
If King Jin had not died, he would have turned Tanzhou City upside down and would not have been able to return to Kyoto alive.
King Jin would not let him go. With so many places along the way, even if he was protected by garrison troops, King Jin would still have a chance to strike.
Killing him can also serve as a warning to Concubine Zhang and her family.
Thinking of this, his heart suddenly surged, his eyes became sharper and sharper, and his thoughts turned into waves, turning up layer by layer, and finally gathered into three words - amulet.
He must find the amulet for himself immediately.
He pulled out a handkerchief from his body, asked someone to bite his finger, and wrote a blood letter with someone else's blood.
"Send it to Xiangyi and give it to Lao Wei."
A guard took it in his hand, got on his horse, and turned away.
After doing this, he felt a little more at ease, but he still felt it was not enough, so he began to think about it again. After thinking about it, he felt that the best amulet was actually Song Huiyue.
So he began to whisper to the large group of guards behind him, and changed his plan like a devil.
After muttering, the large group of people began to move quietly in the direction of Jinwang Villa. As for this key place, it was not important in Zhang Xutang's new plan.
If the ghost of Zhan Shizhao were wandering around Zhang Xutang, he would definitely think that Zhang Xutang was indeed extraordinary.
Big plans are carried out as they come, and decisions are made without hesitation. Zhang Xutang is always very straightforward.