Shang Ruoyi calmly filled her teacup and whispered, "Drink tea and wine. Villagers of Dahuang Village, today, I am here to avenge you." She spilled the tea on the ground.
Morta's eyes were stern, and he raised his knife and slashed towards Shang Ruoyi.
Shang Ruoyi sat on the chair and looked at him calmly. When Morta was only one step away from her, her body suddenly stopped.
A burst of severe pain made it impossible for him to move at all.
In an instant, all the soldiers near the camp fell down.
Twisting his body in pain.
“You! You!”
Shang Ruo leaned against 떘 巴, her lips curled slightly: "A dose of bone-dissolving powder for you and your soldiers."
"Bone-dissolving powder?"
"That's right." Shang Ruoyi said calmly: "The medicine is just as its name suggests. It will dissolve your bones and merge with your flesh and blood."
Morta didn't expect that the man in front of him was actually a master at making poison.
He had never heard of the Bone-Dissolving Powder.
"Who are you?" His voice trembled constantly due to the pain, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Shang Ruoyi was filled with deep fear and dread.
If it is really as she said, then wouldn't I become a useless person?
"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that you are about to die." Shang Ruoyi walked forward slowly, with anger in her eyes: "You are the ones who hurt Prince Ding, right?"
"That's right. We have an irreconcilable feud with the Ding Palace. What's wrong with me avenging my brothers?"
"You are right. In political and military struggles, it is impossible to tell who is right and who is wrong. It's just that the positions are different. But you shouldn't add insult to injury. He Jingheng's leg was also your fault, right?"
As Shang Ruoyi finished speaking, Morta's face changed slightly: "Did you hear it outside the tent?
"So I say, you touched the wrong people, had the wrong thoughts, wantonly slaughtered people, killed innocent people, and even spared no babies." She stood beside him, looking at him condescendingly: "So, I have no right to kill you."
"Let me go. What do you want? I can give it to you as long as you detoxify me."
"Detoxification and letting you go, either of these two things is wishful thinking for you." Shang Ruoyi sneered: "I only want your life and the lives of the soldiers around you."
늀At this moment, a light laugh came from outside the door.
A dark figure stood not far away.
If he didn't make a sound, no one would notice.
"Why would you have to kill him yourself?" He Jingheng walked in wearing a mask that looked very similar to hers: "You've dirty your hands for nothing."
Shang Ruoyi smiled and said, "To eliminate harm for the people."
"You, who are you?" At this moment, the bone-dissolving powder was taking effect in his body. It felt as if thousands of bugs were gnawing at his body. He could feel his bones melting bit by bit. He lost consciousness and couldn't even move.
"Oh, you can't even recognize my voice, Morta, you really are going backwards as you get older."
“You, you are…”
He Jingheng?
He looked at his legs in disbelief. He had already sent people to cut his tendons, so how could he still stand up?
Absolutely not!
"Impossible, you must be someone else pretending to be me, absolutely impossible!"
He Jingheng stepped forward and said in a cold voice: "You have done so many evil things in Tianshun, it is not a loss to leave your life here."
"He Jingheng, Emperor Tianshun is afraid of you and your son, and the Dingguo Palace. Even if you have achieved great success, he will still exile you. Even so, you still work hard for Emperor Tianshun. What is the difference between you and a dog?" Morta said in a deep voice: "He Jingheng, cooperate with me, I can help you get revenge, and then Tianshun will be ours, and you and I will share the world, how about it?"
"Ha." He Jingheng sneered: "Share the world? Don't you think it's ridiculous for a Beiling general like you to say such a thing?" He Jingheng walked up to him and said coldly: "The matter between our Dingguo Palace and Emperor Tianshun will naturally be settled by our own way. This is our Tianshun's own business. What does it have to do with you?" He lowered his voice and said coldly: "Who told you that I am working for Emperor Tianshun?"
What?
The god of Mortar was greatly shaken.
"You, you want to!"
In an instant, a silver light flashed in He Jingheng's hand, and a soft sword swept across his neck. Blood gushed out, and Morta was no longer alive.
At this moment, several dark shadows flashed by and wailing sounds were heard outside the tent. After a while, everything completely calmed down.
Shang Ruoyi knew that all the Beiling soldiers in the camp were dead.
He Jingheng looked at Morta's body with icy eyes.
"He Jingheng."
He turned around, and Shang Ruoyi discovered that there were a few drops of scarlet on his mask, making him look like a messenger from hell, which was terrifying.
"Are you scared?" He Jingheng clenched the soft sword in his hand and looked at the eyes behind the mask, feeling a little regretful.
I was so overwhelmed by hatred that I forgot that she was standing behind me. If she saw the bloody scene just now, she would have nightmares at night. I was afraid that the gentle and gentle appearance I pretended to be in front of her was completely gone.
What he feared most was seeing fear in her eyes.
He probably forgot who poisoned all these people in the camp.
For Shang Ruoyi, this kind of scene is not worth mentioning at all.
At this moment, a chuckle came from my ear: "Killing the evil, why are you afraid? If the evil is not eliminated, the one who will be killed will be a good person."
He Jingheng, who was falling rapidly, returned to his original position in an instant. Seeing that there was no fear in her eyes, he couldn't help but feel secretly happy.
Just as he was about to go up to her and hold her hand, Shang Ruoyi walked out of the tent.
He Jingheng looked at his empty hands and couldn't help but sigh.
She came to the prison tent and looked at the person whose body had been smeared with corpse poison, her brows furrowed.
She took out two porcelain bottles from her sleeve pocket and poured the spiritual spring water on his wound. White foam emerged from the wound.
Only one porcelain bottle of spiritual spring water was not enough. When she was worried, a medicine box was handed to her.
"Master Lingjun, the medicine box."
Shang Ruoyi looked at Yunqi and said with a smile, "Thank you."
Although her face was hidden by a mask, it was not difficult to hear the joy in her voice.
He Jingheng glanced at him, feeling the coldness emanating from his master, Yunqi hurriedly said: "Sir, you are too polite. The master is thoughtful. The master said that you might be able to use it."
Shang Ruoyi took the medicine box and focused all her attention on the injured patient, seeming to be oblivious to Yunqi's words.
Yunqi felt the coldness from his master growing stronger and stronger, and was so frightened that he dared not speak any more.
Shang Ruoyi took out some spiritual spring water and poured it on the man's wound. Only when the white foam stopped appearing on the wound did the corpse poison disappear.
But because his injuries were too severe, he did not wake up for a long time.
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