Chapter 222: Going to southern Xinjiang

Chapter 222 is going to South Xinjiang
The man looked into his palm and saw that the palm of his hand had a distinctive red, dark and dark, like the blood that was about to solidify...
His eyes were cold and his wrists turned over, cleverly breaking away from Murong Xue's restraint, and ruthlessly waved toward her: the identity was dismantled, he did not need to hide again...
Sneak attack on her? Not self-reliant!
Murong Xue's mouth curled up with a cold smile, sideways avoiding the man's attack, flying a foot, hit the man's chest, the man flew out three or four meters away, fell heavily on the ground, fell dizzy Tinnitus, body pain...
The man bit his teeth and was about to stand up. He only listened to the light brushing of the 'brush brush'. Ten guards came to him in an instant, and the long sword in his hand ruthlessly crossed his neck. The sharp blade clung to him. The neck, he can't escape the wings...
"Who are you? Why do you want to put phosphorus in the grain?" Lin Qingfeng looked at the man and asked him.
The man did not speak, his mouth slowly overflowed with a black blood, slowly fell to the ground, his eyes rounded, no breath...
Liu Qingfeng was shocked: "What is going on?"
A bodyguard crouched down and looked at it for a moment, Shen Sheng said: "Return to the grown-up, he is poisoned himself!"
"The drug is self-defeating?" Liu Qingfeng frowned. He heard that some dead soldiers and secret guards would put poisonous pouches in their teeth when performing certain tasks. If the mission fails, they will be poisoned. I did not expect him today. I saw this kind of thing with my own eyes.
Looking at the man's body, he sighed heavily: "When he dies, the clues are broken..."

It’s not all broken!
Murong Xue came forward and looked at the man’s body:
The fire phosphorus is produced in the Yinshan of southern Xinjiang, and the Yinshan is directly under the jurisdiction of the southern Xinjiang royal family. This man can get so many fire phosphorus. It is enough to prove that he has a relationship with southern Xinjiang..."
Liu Qingfeng glanced at him: "He is a spy in southern Xinjiang!"
"Ninety-nine!" Murong Xue nodded lightly, and the cold eyes flashed with dignity that had never been seen before.
The spies in southern Xinjiang were mixed into the granary of Qingyan. In the grain of the soldiers, the fire phosphorus was put in the grass, and the grain was burned. If he put poison, the 300,000 army would not be poisoned by him. ......
On the back of Liu Qingfeng, a layer of cold sweat emerged. The sharp eyes swept through the granary's main event, the main book, and a famous man. They were so shocked that they trembled and panicked to the ground, hurriedly feeling: Adult, it’s not our business... we don’t know that he is a spy...

"Yeah adult...he came a few months ago...we don't have much contact with him..."
"If you know that he is a spy, we fight hard and won't let him approach the granary."
One after another, the explanation came to the ear, and Liu Qingfeng’s headache was annoyed, and they interrupted their words impatiently:
Well, this official will investigate again, you will go down, you will stay in the matter before you find out. At home, no more than half a step closer to the granary."
"Yes is..." The main event, the main book, and the guys promised again and again, long and relieved, and retired with great gratitude: just staying at home, waiting for the investigation, they will cooperate with...
Liu Qingfeng stalked back to the hall, and looked gloomy and stunned the stunned wood. The cold road said: "It has been found out that the fire of grain and grass has nothing to do with Yuan Xia, Yuan Yuan can return to his own house..."
"Great!" The grievances finally cleared!
Yuan Xiao’s eyes were shining brightly, and gratefully looked at Murong Xue:
Mu Rong girl, thank you!

Murong Xue smiled and smiled: "You don't have to be polite, will Yuan Xiaoyi still send grain to southern Xinjiang?"
"I want to escort, but I am not careful, out of such a big mess, do you want me to again, to see the meaning of the emperor." Yuan Xiaoxi smiled embarrassedly.
Murong Xue nodded and understood that the food of the 300,000 army was very important. With the pre-commension of the event of the Phosphorus and Phosphorus, the emperor will send a safe person to send food and grass...
Yuan Fangfei came forward, and there was a little gratitude in the dark eyes: "Murong Xue, you have helped us a lot, we don't know how to thank you..."
"It’s just a matter of raising your hand, you don't have to be polite..." Murong Xue smiled softly, looking at the white cloak in the corner, and remembered that someone was still waiting for her outside. Her eyes flashed unnaturally and rushed out. In the air, she replied with a clear voice: "I still have things, go first, go back and talk..."
Out of the crowd, Murong Xue saw that Ouyang Shaohao was sitting in a teahouse not far from the tea, and rushed to the past: "Shizi, wait a long time?"
She just looked at the spies and forgot that Ouyang Shaohao was still waiting for her.
Looking at her apologetic gaze, Ouyang Shaohao flashed a touch of laughter: "Fortunately, it is not particularly long!" faintly said, he poured a cup of tea and pushed it to her.
The light tea simmered outside with hot steam, and the faint scent lingered around the nose. Murong Xue felt thirsty, took tea, and drank it...
"The reason for the spontaneous burning of grain and grass, the outstanding officials in the capital, the three sects of the three sects, did not think of it, and you found it, it was a meritorious deed, and also reminded the emperor, he will force the various departments of the city to strengthen prevention, the grain will be sent in time Going to southern Xinjiang, you don't have to worry about Murong..."
Ouyang Shaohao said faintly, the slow-sounding cup of tea, scorned, the obsidian-like eyes flashed in the darkness: South Xinjiang actually inserted the eyeliner into the green flame six, the ability is not small, the officials of the Qingyan Sure enough, there are too many comfortable days, and the alertness is getting worse...
Murong Xue looked down and sat down opposite Ouyang Shaohao. He looked at him faintly: "Shizi, I want to go to Nanjiang!"
Ouyang Shaohao’s action of drinking tea was a slap in the face, and she looked at her inexplicably:
Why? Worried about Murong?

Murong Xue shook his head: "Nanjiang people are very smart and very embarrassed, but Murong Yu and the 300,000 army are together. His safety is not particularly worrying. I went to southern Xinjiang and wanted to check the shadow guard."
"The shadow guards were cultivated on the battlefield. The place where they stayed the most was the battlefield. The Beijing has almost no footprints. Just like someone in the middle of the country, they have been in the capital for ten years and have not found them. Any trace, if I went to southern Xinjiang, maybe I could find clues..."
The crowd of wood snakes led by Cangwu, as well as the spies of the South Xinjiang, all indicate that the people of Nanjiang are smart, embarrassed and different. Therefore, she is going to go to southern Xinjiang to see how powerful the sergeants in southern Xinjiang are.
Ouyang Shaohao Shen Shen for a moment, looked at her for a moment without saying: "Will you go to southern Xinjiang?"
(End of this chapter)