Chapter 1000

Quiet, the entire hall was so quiet that only the heartbeat of the two could be heard.

The cold sweat on his forehead kept falling down, the Dragon King swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and quickly returned the peacock feather to Yan Wu's hands, and said respectfully: "The envoy of Jiahai, Ju... is actually the national teacher of the Dragon Kingdom, ha, ha. , This is really impressive, Guo Shi, you, are you kidding?"

"Jiahai is in trouble. As a member of Jiahai, this minister should also contribute to Jiahai. Your Majesty, I beg your Majesty to borrow fifty thousand soldiers." Looking at the person in front of him quietly, Yan Wu was no longer speaking.

He was waiting, waiting for how the Dragon King would answer.

"No!" Gritting his teeth coldly, the Dragon King turned around and opened the jade bottle behind him, and said angrily: "National teacher, you have done a good job, as the messenger of Jiahai, and doing things in the Dragon Kingdom, the dragon How much have you spied on the country's fortunes, whether it is life or death, survival or retention, you've all figured it out! Now, even the escape route has been found!"

"Ha, the messenger of Jiahai, with such a big background, how can the Dragon Kingdom in my district accept you, the Dragon Kingdom, you are really holding it in your hands, you are playing around!" The complexion changed again and again, and the voice of the Dragon King became more and more cold.

Is it interesting to play their Dragon Kingdom like this? Although Jiahai is a new force, they have little contact and only meet occasionally. For those things, he has never accepted it. The funny thing is that the person he can trust is actually from Jiahai, Jiahai's spy hidden in his Dragon Kingdom!

He discussed with Yan Wu on any major national event, and he also completely controlled the fate of the Dragon Kingdom. He borrowed 50,000 troops, did he really want to destroy his Dragon Kingdom!

"Your Majesty!" The heavy voice echoed in the hall, and the icy aura spread, and even the guards guarding outside couldn't help shivering. He was so angry that he even smashed the bottle. They can only stand outside, holding their breath, praying to hear something.

Looking at the Dragon King in disappointment, Yan Wu smiled bitterly, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, he opened his mouth and said, "It turns out that the minister is in the king's heart, is he such a person?"

"Isn't it? Then tell me, why do you hide your identity? Since you are from Jiahai, why do you want to become a national teacher!" He kicked the vase in front of him with one foot, and the Dragon King's hands were tightly squeezed. The blue veins were about to burst out, and he endured it, trying his best to calm down his anger.

The person who believes most betrays himself, what kind of despair it is! However, why is this person in front of him looking at him with such innocent, disappointed eyes. Shouldn't he be disappointed now, disappointed with this national teacher!

"Hey..." With a helpless sigh, Yan Wu stood up slowly. He rolled up his sleeves and exposed his arms. On that elbow, there was an ugly mark like a centipede that would follow him for the rest of his life. Seeing this scar, the Dragon King also fell silent. He gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"It seems that the king still remembers this mark, so the minister is not a loser." With a soft smile, Yan Wu continued: "The king only blames the minister, as the envoy of Jiahai, why do you want to live in the Dragon Kingdom? The minister came to tell the king that from the very beginning, the minister was the national teacher of the Dragon Kingdom. It was only because he killed the prince and was hunted down by the Dragon Kingdom that he was taken in by Jiahai and escaped! After the death of the previous emperor, the minister received the king After the secret letter from Shang, he broke away from Jiahai and helped the king ascend to the throne. From beginning to end, the ministers only served the Dragon Kingdom, and Jiahai, that is the place where the ministers temporarily lived."

"What did you say?" His eyes sank, and the Dragon King tilted his head to look at Yan Wu. Didn't Yan Wu himself retire back then, how could there be a chase and kill, what else is hidden in it?

With a soft smile, Yan Wu carried the Dragon King on his back, and the memories in his mind were in front of him, just like yesterday, lingering.

"Then the king listens carefully. As the national teacher of the Dragon Kingdom, I will never deceive the king. This matter has to be talked about a long, long time ago..."

It's been so long that the daring Mu Cangyun dared to steal the treasures in their Dragon Kingdom Palace, and even delusionally wanted to steal it.

After numerous screenings, Yan Wu finally became one of the candidates for the national division. The imperial city was filled with singing and dancing, and a banquet was held to celebrate the newly elected candidates. However, Yan Wu was unwell and went back to rest early.

After entering the room, there was a faint smell of blood in the room. The bed that he had folded well before going out in the morning had become a mess. The bloody bandage he had just used was hanging on the side. He was a little scared and picked it up. The washbasin on the side was guarded in front of him, looking at the protruding shape on the bed, he directly started to pat it inside.

"Hit you, hit you!" After smashing a few times in one breath, Yan Wu lifted the quilt, but what was inside was actually his pillow. Before he could react, there was a sudden pain in his neck.

The figure as sensitive as a monkey sprang out, picked up the rope that had been prepared, and directly tied him up.

"You, who are you, what are you doing in the palace, you are bleeding, I will help you stop the bleeding, don't tie me up like this, I'm afraid of pain, lightly, or I will help you tie it up , don't slap me in the face!" Looking at the busy man, there was still blood on his chest, blood was still flowing from the wound cut by the knife, the whole person's complexion was not very good, long-term malnutrition, let him Looking thinner.

The funny thing is that he was beaten to the ground by a thin boy.

"Shut up!" With a cold face, the tied man grabbed the rope directly, lifted him up, tied his hands and legs directly to the foot of the bed, and couldn't move no matter what. That familiar hand hair really made Yan Wu suspect that this kid has done this many times.

"I don't have any money. The only valuable thing is the gold hairpin in the drawer over there. Take it if you want. Can you stop moving? You're bleeding again, and it's dripping on my face!" Yan was struggling on the bed. Wu, looking at the wound that was close at hand, still oozing blood, he couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body. The wound was too deep, similar to the big knife worn by the dark guard in the palace. Was the person in front of him injured by the dark guard?

So, what did he do in the palace, bad guy?

After doing all this, the seated person pressed his wound, glanced at Yan Wu coldly, wrapped the package, and reached out to get the clothes.

Maybe there was too much movement. The guards outside knocked on the door and asked suspiciously, "Lord Yan Wu, what happened?"

"Brush!" The face of the sitting person changed greatly, he immediately turned over, took the quilt and covered Yan Wu, the blade in his hand pressed against his neck, and he was hiding under the quilt, whispering: "Honestly. Click and answer as I mean."

"I'm fine, why, what's going on outside, it's so noisy?" Before he could continue, Yan Wu had already asked, and the voice was very natural, not affected by the people around him at all.