Chapter 682 The Storm Is Calm

Lieshan Hall.

In the wind and rain, Mrs. Mingzhu sat alone in front of the dressing table, looking at herself and feeling sorry for herself.

While Mrs. Mingzhu was combing her long hair, without warning, a sharp sword broke out of the window and stabbed straight at Mrs. Mingzhu.

Along with this long sword, there was the wind and rain outside and the overwhelming murderous intent.

However, the sword did not hit its target.

Madame Mingzhu lives in seclusion, but she can adapt to the situation, and her skills are no less than those of the assassins who want her life.

Looking at the assassin in front of her, Madam Mingzhu did not show the panic that a prey should have, but instead smiled brightly.

Madam Mingzhu recognized the sword in this assassin's hand.

"If your husband wants to kill me, why should he be so secretive?"

Madam Mingzhu's voice stopped the overwhelming murderous intent, and the visitor took off his mask.

Tian Meng looked at Madam Mingzhu with great vigilance.

"Bitch, it's really you!"

"My husband has already discovered that he was poisoned, but he kept it secret. Isn't it just to find out who did it?"

Mrs. Mingzhu was quite calm, so calm that Tian Meng was a little scared.

"You already knew that."

Mrs. Mingzhu flipped up her hair. Time had not left many traces on her body. Today, she was still charming, with a charm that Tian Meng could not ignore.

"I also know that my husband has already placed the target of suspicion on me, so I found a reason to send Yan'er away."

Tian Meng raised the Frightening Salamander Sword in his hand and pointed it at Madam Mingzhu.

"When that little bitch came with you, she was still young, but she was used to winning people's hearts. Before she knew it, she had won the trust of all the disciples of the farm family. How could I do anything to you if I left her here? "

"I'm very curious. Since you have already suspected me, but have been reluctant to take action, are you afraid of the people behind me?"

"It doesn't matter now."

Tian Meng raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at Madam Mingzhu.

"After I kill you, you will be that little bitch."

"Isn't it important anymore?"

Mrs. Mingzhu smiled. In Tian Meng's opinion, this smile was a bit difficult to grasp after all. He took a step faster and stabbed Madam Mingzhu with his sword, hoping to end this scene as soon as possible, which seemed to him like a nightmare.

Unfortunately, the nightmare did not end so quickly.

Another woman stood in front of him.

How could it be...people outside...could it be?

With Tian Meng's cultivation level, there are few people in this world who can match it. But when facing this woman, Tian Meng had an insurmountable feeling.

"Who are you?"

Madam Mingzhu gave the answer to Tian Meng's question.

"The owner of this sword!"

Owner?

How could Luo Wang's sword have an owner?

Tian Meng suddenly realized something, his eyes suddenly widened, but at this moment, the woman in front of him moved.

With just one move, Frightened Salamander's long sword fell from his hand and fell to the ground.

Tian Meng covered his elbows and took a few steps back.

"You are not worthy of this sword."

Jing Salamander's words did not contain much emotion. But Mrs. Mingzhu knew that because of what Tian Meng said just now, Jing Salam was angry.

Tian Meng already knew the answer when he realized the identity of Jing Salamander.

"Zhao Shuang! It's indeed Zhao Shuang!"

Tian Meng looked very agitated at this moment. When he raised his head again, his pupils were filled with anger and his face turned red.

"Even if I die, he won't be proud for long. You two women, and that little bitch Tian Yan, will be buried with him..."

With a puff, the sword pierced Tian Meng's throat.

As the body in front of her fell down, Madam Mingzhu looked at the dead Tian Meng and sighed slightly.

"Looks like that's going to change today."

Fusu raised his head and looked at the chamberlain who had brought the order. The words were still there, and his head was buzzing. Meng Tian's unwilling voice rang in his ears.

"No, this is impossible. How could His Majesty issue such an edict?"

Meng Tian stood up and grabbed the messenger.

"Tell me, who sent you here?"

When the envoy faced Meng Tian, ​​he was obviously no match and panicked.

"Mengtian, what are you going to do?"

"On your Majesty's order, I led hundreds of thousands of troops to garrison the northern border. If your Majesty doesn't believe me, how can you entrust me with such an important task? I never believe that your Majesty would issue such an edict?"

"This slave has come here with orders. General, do you want to disobey?"

"Meng Tian dare not disobey the Holy Order, but he just suspects that the will is fraudulent!"

Fusu stood up quietly and turned back.

"General Meng, there's no need to say more."

Meng Tian looked at Fusu and saw that something was wrong with him. He was holding the sword and heading out of the house alone.

Meng Tian followed and saw Fusu walking toward the inner room with a pale face.

Meng Tian advised from behind.

"Eldest Young Master, Your Majesty is currently on a tour. He has sent ministers and young masters to lead the army to garrison here. This is such a huge responsibility. How can we commit suicide when an envoy comes to ask us to commit suicide? What if there is a fraud inside?"

"What does General Meng mean?"

"I will report the matter here to Your Majesty. If that doesn't work, I will go to Xianyang with the eldest son. If this is really His Majesty's will, I will die before I die."

"Forget it!" Fusu looked a little desperate at this time, "If a father wants his son to die, why should he ask for instructions again?"

"What did you say? Say it again?"

"Fusu has committed suicide. Meng Tian refuses to die and will be imprisoned for his crime."

After listening to the messenger's words, Hu Hai showed great joy on his face.

Zhao Gao waved his hand and the envoy retreated.

The three people in the room, Li Si and Zhao Gao, all breathed a sigh of relief now.

Fusu has committed suicide, leaving only Meng Tian, ​​who is no longer a concern.

"Prime Minister, what should we do next?"

Hu Hai looked at Li Si and asked, looking somewhat respectful.

"Go back to Xianyang as soon as possible to show it to the world, so as to determine the correctness of Shuo."

After all, Li Si felt a little worried in his heart. He looked at Zhao Gao, who nodded.

"Slave, I'll make arrangements now."

Today, Hu Hai is obedient to Li Si, but Zhao Gao doesn't care. No one knows better than him what kind of person Hu Hai is.

Zhao Gao had just walked out of the camp and returned to his own tent to make arrangements for the carriage to set off. Behind the curtain of the inner tent, the man in black robe slowly walked out.

"Is there anything going on over there with Zhao Shuang?"

"Calm and calm."

Zhao Gao breathed a sigh of relief and turned to ask.

"What about Jianghu?"

"Tian Meng has already planned to remove the two nails. Besides, the quicksand seems to be moving."

"quicksand?"

Zhao Gao, who had been busy for a long time, stood up and felt a little worried.

"The emperor passed away, everything was too sudden. We were not prepared. Even if Liusha detects something abnormal, it should be the same. Tell the people below that there is no need to panic, everything is business as usual."

"promise!"