Chapter 461: See also South Xinjiang

"What? Someone was caught?"
In a dark house in Beijing, there is no light in the room. The darkest corners of the man are the men’s low-pitched ones. The two knees on the ground are shaking. One of them is holding a fist:
There are six The individual was arrested, and the 10,000 team was killed by Xue Wuyang. They originally caught Ling Jingxuan’s son. Who knows that the beast next to him was saved. The animal killed a paw and caught Zhao’s death. In the case of Ling Jingxuan, the next step is to use a non-human means to extort a confession by torture. Master, what should we do? Do you want to inform the palace?"
Tomorrow, the Prince of the West will leave, and they have already given up. They seem to be loose and weak outside the Prince’s House. In fact, they are tight inside and outside. Their people simply can’t get in. They just went in and died, but they didn’t expect it. Yes, some people came to report in the morning. The emperor Sun Siqiqi alone took Xiaoyao Bo Zhaotiesheng out. This is a rare opportunity. They immediately organized the assassination. Who knows? ? Still a shortfall, they are too small to see Ling Jingxuan's protectors placed around Zhao Tiesheng, especially those who hold strange weapons.
"No, since the 10,000 team is dead, it doesn't matter if other people are in their hands. Let people evacuate here and wipe out the traces of our existence as much as possible."
The man in the shadow seems to have calmed down, the voice is very calm, and the two men lying on the ground look at each other and agree to each other: "Yes!"
In the next second, the figures of the two quickly disappeared into sight. The darkness gradually came out of a man. The blue robes looked very simple. If you look carefully, it is satin. The top is still embroidered with flowers, which is not affordable for ordinary people. Material, the man looks up to twenty years old, more than 180 centimeters tall, a pair of peach eyes in the dark room is particularly bright, but the bottom of the eyes is deep suffocating and haze.
"Damn!"
"bump"
"啪啪啪"
The man’s face was suddenly twisted, his fist fell straight on the table next to it, and the table that looked very firm was screaming and smashing, and the shackles were scattered. After a while, the man’s figure swayed and disappeared into the room, dark. The room was restored to a quiet place. If it were not on the floor of the table, there was almost no smell of people there.
晟 Prince House.
"Just you!"
When the children left, Zhu Guanzhi also tacitly let the people go on for a while, leaving only Ling Yun alone to wait, Ling Jingxuan took the arrow and walked to one of the black people, their masks have all been removed. Everyone grows very ordinary, belongs to the type that is easy to forget at first sight. The man's chin is unloaded and hard to talk. There is no way to talk. When you see the arrow, the pupil's reflective shrinkage Then, the expression was relieved, and both sides were dead. Instead of being tortured, it was better to die like this. When they started as a slain, they knew that their lives were not their own.
"Humph!"
At a glance, he thought of his thoughts. Ling Jingxuan’s disdainful coldness, the sharp arrow in his hand, inserted into his fingers.
"what."
"bump"
The man’s reflexive pain is almost immediate, but the man with the arrow in his arm fell to the ground, and his body was still twitching. Because he was wearing black clothes, the blood flowing out could not see the color. Ling Jingxuan simply Tearing off his sleeve and seeing the wound, everyone couldn’t help but a cold breath, centering on the wound that was inserted into the arrow, and the whole arm was suddenly black and necrotic, when black spread to his body. At that time, the man who fell on the ground and twitched and stiffened his body to maintain the most distorted expression and swallowed the last breath. Even more unbelievable, even if he was dead, the toxin was still spreading until his entire sheet. The face has become like black charcoal, which makes people even more illusory that he died very badly.
Ling Jingxuan got together to find out the scalpel tentatively opened his skin and arm skin, the dark brown blood dripped down the arm, and the empty face covered his face in front of him: "How? Is it? South Xinjiang poison?"
"It should be that these poisons are alive."
Turning his head and looking at him, Ling Jingxuan pointed to the blood flowing on the ground.
"Live?"
Standing behind him, Yan Ruirui frowned, and the poison still lives?
"Well, people's skin is breathable. Once they are contaminated with blood, they will be poisoned immediately. The other person who wants to kill is not as simple as Si Kongqi. This kind of poison can be instantiated than the one I used before. The poison of blood and blood is also sinister, and it has the same effect as the poison of Shang Qing. It is undoubtedly the poison of southern Xinjiang."
Using the clothes of the black man to wipe away the black blood left on the scalpel, Ling Jingxuan said that he went back, and a group of people behind him also looked heavy. Anyone who came across the poisonous blood would follow the poisoning. Including the squad, one careless, not only the Sikong Qi will die, Sikong 柽 Xue Wuyang, and even Ling Jingxuan and others will follow the plague, as quickly spread as the plague, and can not be prevented.
"Yan Yi, go find a tub that can hold the body, and get him down and burn it. Be careful not to get poisonous blood. The blood on the ground is cleaned with a thick and clean puff. It will be fine."
Although Ling Jingxuan’s face was not good-looking, it was still calm, and Yan Yan, who was next to him, retired.
"The other party actually has such a hegemonic poison, we can't prevent it, and the toxins spread very quickly. It almost kills people in an instant. There is no way to solve the problem to save people. If you encounter it later, you will be in trouble. ""
Xue Wuyang touched his chin and looked at Ling Jingxuan unclearly. The situation is now very clear. Some people deliberately want to let them die in the territory of Qingguo. Even if they fail today, they will probably encounter it on the way back. If there is no antidote. He really didn't dare to leave tomorrow.
"Yan Si, help me save the arrow."
Who is Ling Jingxuan, who will not understand what he means? After a faint sweep of him, Ling Jingxuan screamed, if he did not want Qingguo to fight with the West, he must ensure that Sikong and his party returned to the West safely, and it is imperative to develop an antidote before they left.
"Yes, Wang Hao."
I am good at using the strictness of poisoning or staying in the palace to protect Xiaoqi. If not, this kind of thing should be done by him, but it is hard to be strict.
"Who are you willing to tell Benedict, who is the person behind you?"
Ling Jingxuan turned to the remaining five people, Ling Jingxuan asked coldly, taking it for granted, he asked so gently, the other party will certainly not take care of him, Ling Jingxuan is not annoyed, the finger gently flicks, a few pills shot into them can not In the closed mouth, only the pill-sized pills melted when they met their saliva. The five faces had no expression on their faces, but he gradually dyed different colors with his eyes.
"Hey..."
"Bump?"
In the next second, the five people were first twisted on the ground and twisted on the ground. The limbs were rubbed on the ground, and the eyeballs quickly became congested because of the pain. It looked very horrible, but Ling Jingxuan did not seem to see their condition at all. After the path came to the capital, all the conditions were all over again. At present, the things on the surface have been clarified. It was caused by Zhang’s family, and they were attacked outside the city. The bowl of poisonous ginseng in Weiyuan Houfu, The strange poison of the emperor and Shangshang, as well as the assassination of today, except for the last thing and the attack outside the city that was obviously the purpose of the assassination, the other three things are the design precision, which makes it impossible to check, obviously from the same The hand of the person, from the arrangement of the incident alone, the assassination and poisoning seem to come from the hands of the two. Now it is confirmed that the assassin used the poison of southern Xinjiang, which undoubtedly shows that all things are done by one person. And this person, certainly with South Xinjiang, or with some people in southern Xinjiang, as to whether there is contact with the East, for the time being is still uncertain, in addition to his knowledge that they use the poison from the South Other basic nothing.
"What do you want?"
Seeing him for a long time, he didn’t talk, Yan Yanrui stretched his hand and stared at him, fearing that he was not feeling well.
"Nothing is just the ins and outs of the whole thing."
Turning his head and throwing him a smile, Ling Jingxuan shook his head and glanced at a few people who were full of pain in the ground. They saw that they had no intention of loosening their mouth. Ling Jingxuan did not take care of them. Instead, he asked: "You are right. How much does Southern Xinjiang know?" Since they can't start from the Qing Dynasty for the time being, it is better to first understand the southern Xinjiang. Maybe you can find a breakthrough point?
"Southern Xinjiang?"
Si Kongyi frowned. As far as he knows, southern Xinjiang belongs to the land of Qingguo. I only heard that it is very occluded. The people inside don’t believe in the outside world. The Grand Marshal of the Qing Dynasty once sent people to encircle. They didn't die, and then their poison was very powerful. Others didn't know much about it. After all, it was not the land of their own country.
"To understand the southern Xinjiang, you may want to wait for the opportunity of the Southern Kingdom Prince to come and ask him. The South and the neighboring South Xinjiang should know something."
Unlike Sikong, Xue Wuyang is in charge of the Dark Empire. The collection of intelligence is also within his responsibility. For South Xinjiang, he knows a little more than them.
"is it?"
Ling Jingxuan’s eyes flashed, the South Prince, the affiliated country of Qingguo, the country that wanted to welcome the Princess of Qingguo. "The Prince of the South will arrive at the latest month. The southern Xinjiang is currently controlled by the four local families. The officials we sent are not colluding with them. It will take a long time to be killed by them. The current officials are also Soft eggs, not only can not manage the southern Xinjiang, can not collect taxes, and even each year the national treasury separately allocated funds to the officials and the resident troops there, although they belong to the people of the Qingguo, South Xinjiang is self-contained The southern state government is also powerless."
Speaking of this southern Xinjiang, Yan Ruirui has come up with all kinds of enthusiasm. In the past few years, he has been dragged by the North. He has already marched south, a region protected by the Qingguo but not bound by the Qing Dynasty, or completely surrendered. Or the country should not be directly destroyed. The country should not have such a cancer. It does not know what it was like to be a great emperor. As a great king who opened the land, he did not send people to annihilate them. Later, the father and the emperor. The emperor is still excusable. After all, shortly after they took over the throne, the border was repeatedly harassed, and the state treasury was increasingly empty. It was impossible to take both internal and external wars.
"Four big families? It is good news to have a leader. It is not difficult to solve this problem. When we have time, we will go to southern Xinjiang."
Ling Jingxuan raised his eyebrows and comfortably patted the back of his family's hand. The terrible thing in southern Xinjiang is not the poison, but the self-contained system. The water can also be used to carry the boat, and the application is good. It can also be a weapon in their hands. This matter needs to be long-term, at least now he has no energy to clean them up.