Chapter 215 (2/2)

So even if the man is really long Pingzhang, he must die. Even if he has any clues. But since people are still stranded in shenxianling and have not secretly returned to the capital, it shows that this clue has not got any results. As long as he really gets the trust of Xiangyang king and Lu Fengyu, the secret in shenxianling can be solved sooner or later. He can also better protect Duan Tingxuan and his wife. Therefore, it is absolutely worth sacrificing a long Pingzhang.

Su Donglou believes that if Duan Tingxuan is in his own position, he will make this decision like a strong man breaking his wrists. But now the problem is: reason is so, but emotion is another matter. Duan Tingxuan's reason can tell him how to choose, but he certainly can't accept this choice emotionally.

So Su Donglou simply didn't say this to him to avoid his suffering. Long Pingzhang was not his own year. Even if he killed him, his guilt and remorse would be smaller after all.

In this way, Su Donglou steadily held the soft sword in his waist, while doing psychological construction and secretly looking around. With every act and every move, he felt calm and steady. His hands were more steady. With his efforts, he could be sure that no one was watching. But he knew there must be an eye liner, and he could see every movement in the dark he could not see.

Long Pingzhang must die.

Su Donglou's heart didn't hesitate any more. He didn't know why he could suddenly be so sober and cold. However, this is undoubtedly a good phenomenon. The most taboo thing about this matter is hesitation and struggle. It's good to be able to settle down.

Thinking silently like this, when the sky was about to get dark, he saw a man turn out of the forest, shaking his head and sighing to himself, and approached the hut.

He was a gentle scholar, wearing an ordinary scholar's long shirt, with his eyebrows locked, and said as he walked: ”where on earth is it? It must be here. Only here can they rest assured that such a key figure. Damn it, why can't they find it? Just find these two people and find a way to contact Tingxuan, then...”

Before I could finish this, I felt a slight tingling in my neck, and then the blood rose. The scholar's eyes suddenly widened and covered his neck, but I could only feel the warm blood gushing out.

A handsome young man in black appeared in front of him. He took out his silk handkerchief and casually wiped the blood stained on the sword. He said coldly, ”don't blame me on the huangquan road. It's only because you shouldn't come back from death and destroy our plan.”

With a sound of ”Gudong”, the gentle scholar who didn't have time to say a word from beginning to end fell on his back. Su Dong came up, stretched out his hand and probed under his nose, then stood up, kicked people into the grass not far away, then looked around, and jumped away after confirming that there was no one around. (to be continued.)