Chapter 807

Yan Jun hands are up, but he saw Ji Rao eyes closed, pale, seems to have fainted.

His chest heaved violently, and he was angry. He really wanted to start like this and strangle the people in front of him.

But he has one last point of reason.

Finally, he put down his hand, turned over and rode away.

Ji Rao fainted here for two hours.

Two men in military robes came up.

They stood in front of the mass grave and looked at the stacked corpses. They were all upset. "The general said that we should meet the national division at the mass grave. Where are the national division people?"

"The national teacher can't be..." He lowered his voice. "Killed by our general?"

The other one was shocked. Obviously, he had believed half of the letter, but he still said something wrong, "can't..."

"Why not? Our general likes Mr. Shen. That's what the whole battalion knows. Now Mr. Shen has been slandered by the national master for treason, and his life has been lost. Up to now, the corpse capital hasn't been found. Otherwise, how can the general come to the burial mound again and again? " Looking at the sea of corpses in front of him, he sighed deeply, "so many corpses, their faces are not clear, and they lack arms and legs. If they can be found, it's really strange."

"I remember That young master Shen is very nice. He never speaks to our humble family, which makes us look ugly. "

"Yes, Mr. Shen is kind-hearted. Unfortunately, he was killed by that Ji Rao indiscriminately."

"Over the years, Ji Rao relied on the emperor's favor. Are there still few people who are domineering? The Wu family in the east city, the Chen family in Suzhou, and the Shilang family of Zhou are not lost because of him. But it is clear that they are honest and clean. In the end, they have been charged with an unnecessary crime. They can't die in peace. "

They sighed for a while.

"Why don't we just go back and tell the general that we haven't found anyone."

"But the general also said that if we can't find anyone, we don't have to go back."

Most of these words were just like that, but if they didn't find them, they would doubt whether the general really came with them.

“…… It's true that we can't find such a large mass grave. Do we have to pick up the corpses? "

One turned around, but his eyes were attracted by the flash of white on the ground.

Cloud brocade pattern, heavy embroidery.

What kind of people can afford this kind of cloth?

He looked up and froze.

"Well, look, is this the national teacher?"

"Where?" The man turned his head and saw a group of bloody figures on the ground. He couldn't help but wonder, "it's said that the national master has silver hair. It's true."

He walked over slowly, squatted in front of the person on the ground, lifted the master's silver hair, revealing a white mask with silver lines.

"It's the national teacher."

The man looked at Ji Rao's body. Except for his face, he had almost every piece of good meat. It was just looking at the side that he could feel bursts of pain. "He How did that happen? "

He cold hum a, "according to general Yan that temper, don't kill him already very merciful."

Ji Rao's silver hair has been lifted aside. The man hangs his head and looks at Ji Rao quietly. He looks at his delicate jaw. It's clear that his thin lips are not bloody, and there are still some cracks. But there is a kind of attraction that people can't move their eyes.