Chapter 136 Life and Death (3)
Feng Qinghan was not unhappy with Zhao Ziheng's silence. After all, he knew from the beginning that Zhao Ziheng was not a talkative person. Generally speaking, he spent more time in silence.
"Okay, let's get back to the topic. I plan to set off tomorrow, no, I should say at noon today , and rush to [Rucheng] in the evening to investigate the situation first. After all, it is the enemy's base camp. Even I can't get people out of that place without alerting anyone." Feng Qinghan said.
This sentence drew Zhao Ziheng's attention. He stared at Feng Qinghan, seeming a little surprised by these words.
Seeing Zhao Ziheng's thoughts, Feng Qinghan smiled and said, "The situation is different. After all, your place is the imperial palace and the precautions are not sufficient."
What Feng Qinghan was talking about was, of course, the incident in which Yin Yin was abducted from Zhao Ziheng's bedroom without anyone noticing. Zhao Ziheng didn't know what to say about this, but he had not been prepared for anyone to dare to break into the palace and take her away. If he wanted to sneak in and kill Yin Yin, it would be impossible not to alert everyone, but Feng Qinghan did it. Moreover, that time it was more or less because of the ghost. Just talking about the use of the aphrodisiac incense, the ghost in the world today can be said to be the best among the best. Otherwise, the 'griffin' he trained could not have been subdued so easily. Of course, doing so is also very risky. If it were not for a top master like Feng Qinghan, he would have been exposed.
Wang Ye and Shan Zhen also remained silent at the same time, because what else could they say except silence? It was just that they were more aware of Feng Qinghan's unfathomable strength.
"I'll go with you." Zhao Ziheng responded.
"Whatever you want, the problem is..." Feng Qinghan stopped talking and turned his gaze to Wang Ye.
Just by looking at it, Wang Ye knew what Feng Qinghan wanted to say, but even if he knew it, he didn't know how to respond. After all, compared to Canyun and Feng Jingyi, he cared more about Zhao Ziheng, and all Wang Ye could do was to do his best.
Zhao Ziheng might have said something at this time, but even if he opened his mouth, Wang Ye might not listen, so fortunately he remained silent; as for Shan Zhen, he didn't seem to understand the meaning very well and could only watch like an outsider; Canfeng wanted to say something, but found that he seemed to have no position, so he still struggled.
Slowly, the atmosphere seemed to change...
"Let's make a deal." After a long time, Feng Qinghan broke the silence.
This sentence caused surprise among Wang Ye and others, and they all looked at Feng Qinghan in confusion.
"I promise to bring him back alive. I guarantee it with my life." When saying this, Feng Qinghan's expression was unusually serious and earnest, and his tone implied an irresistible momentum.
After hearing what Feng Qinghan said, not only Wang Ye, but even Canfeng was stunned. This was definitely the first time he had heard such words. If he had not seen and heard it with his own eyes, he would never believe that Feng Qinghan would say such words. At most, he would only say something about protecting someone, but definitely not mortgage his life like this. The meaning of Feng Qinghan's words was obvious. He meant to let Wang Ye stay, and he would protect Zhao Ziheng's life on behalf of Wang Ye.
Wang Ye looked at Feng Qinghan in disbelief, as if what he heard was an illusion. Not to mention that even if he went to such a place, he could escape unscathed, but Feng Qinghan was willing to gamble with his life. Was it because of confidence? Or was there another purpose?
Some things come too suddenly, so it's hard to guard against them, just like what happened to Zhao Ziheng at this moment... Suddenly, the sound of porcelain breaking on the ground attracted everyone's attention, and they found that the teacup had slipped out of Zhao Ziheng's hand, and Zhao Ziheng maintained the posture of holding the cup, his hand was frozen in the air, or more specifically, his whole body was frozen...
Wang Ye reacted immediately, rushed to Zhao Ziheng, took out the medicine bottle from his waist, poured out the pills for Zhao Ziheng to take. Zhao Ziheng had already pressed his chest with his hands, tiny beads of sweat gradually seeped out from his forehead, his face was as pale as paper, and some bulges on the meridians in his hands and forehead turned from blue to purple; the whole change was so fast that people had no time to react, and by the time they reacted, even Feng Qinghan was moved.
"What is this?" Even Shan Zhen, who rarely showed any changes in emotion, couldn't hide his surprise at this moment.
No wonder Zhao Ziheng's condition came too quickly and was too strange. No matter who saw it for the first time, even a person with the best self-control would be shaken.
Zhao Ziheng's breathing was sometimes slow and sometimes fast. His left hand was placed on the table and clenched into a fist. His whole body began to tremble. His face had turned blue-gray, and only the protruding meridians looked particularly hideous. The hair on his temples was soaked with sweat, and the sweat slid down his face. His lips turned from purple to blue and he bit his lower lip tightly. It was obvious that he was enduring great pain and trying his best to endure it...
Fortunately, there were only five of them in the room, and even if they wanted to hide it now, it was too late, so Wang Ye simply pulled down Zhao Ziheng's clothes, revealing his chest wrapped in white cloth and the area on his chest that was soaked with a terrifying black liquid, which was shocking. Zhao Ziheng's right hand was obviously grasping the terrifying color, that is, the wound.
"Come and help me." Zhao Ziheng's body was stiff and his strength was so great that Wang Ye's movements were somewhat hindered, so he raised his head and shouted.
Shan Zhen reacted in shock and hurried over. Feng Qinghan waved the folding fan in his hand Canfeng Bian understood and stepped forward...
With the help of Shan Zhen and Can Feng, Wang Ye first moved Zhao Ziheng to the bed, and then, under their control, he untied the white bandage to expose the wound to the air. Shan Zhen, Can Feng, and even Feng Qinghan, who had seen countless scenes, had never seen such a horrifying wound...
