Dongfang Zhi's expression changed, and dark eyes flashed darkly with his lowered eyelids.
"Okay, let you go." Feng Qiming gave her a cold look, turned around and left.
Dongfang Zhi quickly followed.
Su Wan really thought she was going to let him go. She made a gesture of joy and walked out arrogantly, but in the end, she was put into another cell.
Her expression suddenly changed and she started to curse, but no one paid any attention to her.
"What do you think, Governor Dongfang?" Feng Qiming turned around and went to another cell.
The person locked inside was the general who had been beaten to the point of dying.
Dongfang Zhi thought of a person, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, a little cold: "Qinggui."
"Only he could enter Dongchang's cell and walk out intact without being discovered."
Feng Qiming listened unhurriedly, with a sneer on his lips: "It seems that this matter has something to do with my second brother."
Dongfang Zhi didn't speak. He just told the information he knew. As for how to judge, that was Feng Qiming's own business.
"Muchen is dead." Feng Qiming looked at the general in front of him and said coldly, wanting to see his reaction.
I have to say that this reaction was really big. The man who was still dying suddenly raised his head and asked: "What did you say?"
He still had the strength to struggle, and the sound of the iron chains colliding seemed to be an urgent confirmation of the authenticity of the news: "Dead?"
Feeling the impact of this news, Gan Jiang suddenly became excited: "It's impossible, how is it possible?"
"Why are you so excited about his death? You belong to the Jianghu community, but you take orders from the Northern Kingdom's Imperial Master. If you didn't have some clues in his hands, how could you risk your lives for him?"
The general was lost in his own thoughts and raised his head for a long time, trying to see something from their expressions.
The result was disappointing to him, and his whole body suddenly lost all its strength: "It's over, it's too late."
A lifeless aura suddenly appeared on his body.
"So Your Highness, we can't get any information from him." Dongfang Zhi said with great certainty.
Feng Qiming looked over with calm eyes and didn't ask any more questions: "Then let's go."
His purpose has been achieved.
After the people left, two figures appeared not far away. They appeared in a swaggering manner without anyone stopping them.
"Go, he is of no use anymore. Just this time, vent all your hatred." Feng Wu casually found a stool and sat down, and soon someone brought the tea.
Mo Xie's eyes were filled with excitement, and the ends of his eyes were slightly red: "Thank you."
After saying that, he quickly wiped the end of his eyes and walked towards the general.
Ganjiang was already in a state of despair when he suddenly smelled a familiar smell.
When he raised his head and looked, his pupils suddenly shrank in shock, and he murmured in disbelief: "Ah Xie."
Moye just stood in front of him, looking at him coldly, hatred slowly poured into his eyes and spread.
With a chilling chill, he directly raised the knife in his hand and placed it on the general's neck.
Then he threw a handkerchief in front of him: "Do you know how long I have been waiting for this day?"
Gan Jiang looked at the handkerchief in front of him and tightened his fingers: "Ah Xie."
Seeing his reaction, Moye suddenly laughed, and the trembling in her chest made her hand holding the knife tremble as well: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, Ganjiang, you can be reunited with your Bai Yueguang."