Chapter 768: missing person

The door of the firewood room was kicked open by Kan Er's big foot, and then Mu Yan strode in.

Jun Ruoxu's legs were weak and he collapsed on the ground. Hua Guanshi trembled when he saw Mu Yan, who was like a messenger of ecstasy. Mu Yan didn't give him a chance to speak, walked over and kicked his upper body hard...

Hua Guan was like a kite that fell off the string, fell heavily on the wall of the woodshed, and slid down again.

"Ahem..." A mouthful of old blood spurted out.

"My son, spare my life, my life! I don't know the truth about this matter, I don't know about it! My son, my life..." Jun Ruoxu kowtowed to Mu Yan.

Mu Yan didn't even look at him, and walked up to Guanshi Hua: "Tell me everything you know! How did Jun Mingzhang explain to you, who did he invite, and where did he intend to take him captive?"

"Say!" Kan Er was so angry that he wished he could finish him with a sword.

Such a good lady, he grew up watching her, just like his own sister! These cowardly people dare to take Madam away! He wished he could cut them alive!

"Don't say?" Mu Yan's voice was cold.

"I said the prince will let me go?" Guanshi Hua looked up at Mu Yan.

"You still dare to negotiate terms!" Kan Er stepped forward and kicked him over again.

Guanshi Hua got up and sneered, "Since death is inevitable, what difference does it make if you say it or not."

Jun Ruoxu seemed to be acquainted with Guanshi Hua for the first time. Hearing this, he wished he could go up and give him a knife. Is this dog slave so spineless?

It doesn't matter that he's dead, he hasn't lived enough.

Quickly got up, ran towards him, grabbed his skirt, and squeezed out his voice from between his teeth: "Say it quickly! You want to kill me! It doesn't matter if you die, you should also think about your family! "Shaking him desperately.

Such a terrible son, it doesn't matter if they die, the whole family will probably be buried with them.

Manager Hua paused for a moment, and looked at Jun Ruoxu with a look of despair, "Your father has held my family and forced me to attack Mrs. Shizi. Now, they probably won't survive."

Both left and right died, and I only hope that the elder will spare his family for the sake of his tight-lipped mouth.

It also fell short. Originally, he was able to escape by familiarizing himself with the terrain. The sky is high and the earth is wide, so if he hides in a big mountain at random, who can find him?

I didn't expect Mrs. Shizi to have hidden guards beside her. Time and fate.

Seeing his stubbornness, Mu Yan looked at him as if he was looking at a dead person.

"I'm afraid you haven't heard of Jin Yiwei's eighteen methods of torture, and you want to experience it yourself." Li Yi said coldly.

"Drag out, play the pipa first." Mu Yan ordered lightly, as if looking dirty too much, turned and left.

"Yes!" From the first hurdle, the second dragged Hua Guanshi out of the firewood room like a dead dog.

Jun Ruoxu probably heard about it, and he was shaking like a sieve.

He actually forgot that the son in front of him was a member of Jinyiwei in the capital. Jin Yiwei is the emperor's private soldier to take power, and he only obeys the emperor's orders.

"My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life!" Jun Ruoxu scrambled and chased after him, but the chai gate slammed shut in front of him.

In a quiet room in the inn, Mu Yan sat upright with a frosty face.

Guanshi Hua was dragged here, stripped off his shirt, fell on his back, and bound his limbs. As he struggled, the ribs of his upper body were separated, only a layer of skin remained.

"Bomb."

"yes."

Li Yikan held the sharp blade with both hands, and each of them held one side, "plucking" up and down on Hua Guanshi's chest ribs, like a musician playing a pipa.

The innkeeper huddled at the counter and shivered, looking at the emptied inn, feeling melancholy. I'm afraid that such a popular inn will fall into his hands.

"I only thought you were a tough guy, but I didn't expect you to be worse than Jun Mingzhang's soft-legged shrimp. Does this scare you?" Mu Yan stared at him coldly.

The ground was covered with yellow stains, Hua Guanshi was so painful that every breath he took was so painful that he wanted to die immediately.

"Small trick, trick..."

After a while, several people left the quiet room.

"Reporting to the son, all the soldiers of the son are here, and we just wait for the order from the son." Kun Si clasped his hands and reported.

Mu Yan has a private soldier in his hand, and he only listens to his orders. Most of them were left to him by the old Hou Ye and Xian Hou Ye, some of them defected, and some of them were recruited by himself.

The vassals of the Wei Dynasty had at most three guard battalions in their hands, and the strength of a battalion was equivalent to the strength of a guard.

One banner has ten men, five small banners form one general banner, one hundred households leads two general banners, one thousand households commands ten hundred households, and one guard commandes five thousand households. There are more than 1,000 people in one school, and about 5,000 people in one guard.

Although the Mu Mansion is not a vassal king, it guards the borders. As the commander-in-chief of Yunnan, it controls the troops of the local guards. Apart from having 300,000 troops, it also has private soldiers in its hands.

Mu Yan was regarded as his successor since he was a child, so he naturally had his own private soldiers.

However, his status was embarrassing in his early years, and he came to Beijing as a hostage, so these private soldiers were kept in Yunnan by him.

When he was young, he had to support these private soldiers, and the managers of various properties were not very obedient, which made it difficult for him to turn around money and was stretched. Buying a can of my favorite crab butter with Huo Xi, I was stingy, and I was scolded as stingy. It wasn't until later that it gradually improved, and now there are many surpluses everywhere.

This time when he returned to Yunnan, some of these private soldiers were taken by him as elites, serving as personal soldiers, and some as Zhuang soldiers, who remained in Zhuangzi to guard the farm and various properties.

"Divide the troops into various routes, and order each of the hundreds of households to lead troops to investigate carefully. We must find the whereabouts of the lady as soon as possible!"

In the outskirts of Yibang, Mu Yan rode on Benlei, looked at his own soldiers and gave orders.

"Yes! This subordinate takes orders!"

More than a thousand personal guards came to wait for orders. He took orders and divided his troops into various routes, rushing to all parts of the mountain like arrows leaving the string.

"Is there any news from Zhufeng Gansan?"

"Yes. But they lost their clues when they followed the mountains and dense forests."

Mu Yan raised his eyes to look at the vast mountains around Yibang. The mountains and forests in his eyes were like an impenetrable net covering his head, blinding his eyes and making him unable to breathe in pain.

"Master?"

Mu Yan closed his eyes, and after a long time, he opened them slowly. "Soldiers who are fluent in various Yi languages are with us. We disguise ourselves and hide in the dark to find out the whereabouts of my wife carefully."

"yes."

Looking at such a young master from Yikan Er, he felt very uncomfortable, and comforted him: "Master, madam is smart and quick-witted, she will surely turn danger into good luck."

"Yes, she is smart and unrestrained, she must have escaped, and she is hiding somewhere waiting for me to rescue her." You have to wait for me, no matter what happens, you are still you, I just want you to be safe.

Without you, my life is so dark that I cannot live alone.

"Hide your identity, don't startle the snake."

"yes."

In the dense forest in the mountains, Huo Xi didn't know how long he had been walking, and where he was.

Blindfolded, I don't know how many times the day and night cycle. I only know that I have been in the mountains and forests, stumbling, tripping over grass roots countless times, and being scratched by branches, which hurts and itches.

Hearing the sound of running water, Huo Xi couldn't help but licked his chapped lips, and was about to beg the other party to take a rest and drink some water.

Hearing what the leader said, the team stopped.

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