In the famine, she stockpiled space supplies and became a bandit.

Chapter 138 Find a way to kill Le Zheng Feiyuan

While Luo Xi was busy with Le Zheng Feiyuan's affairs, Du Hong also received the news.

"Sir, according to the information sent by the spies, Le Zheng Feiyuan is not dead, but just in a coma. He and other members of the Le Zheng family have now surrendered to Luo Xi and have built a new Le Zheng General's Mansion in Tongning County."

Upon hearing this, Du Hong and Commander Liu Wei, who were sitting in the tent discussing military affairs, widened their eyes in disbelief.

"In other words, the Lezheng family has completely rebelled against the imperial court?" Liu Wei's eyes were a little complicated: "I remember that the Lezheng family was a founding hero, and most of the territory of Tianqi was conquered by their ancestors."

As a fellow military commander, he couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness rising in his heart.

As the instigator of this incident, Du Hong paused from banging on the table: "What? General Liu wants to stand up for them?"

Although his tone was calm, Liu Wei still broke out in a cold sweat on his back: "Look at what County Magistrate Du said, I was just expressing my feelings."

"I am a general of Tianqi. How could I possibly stand up for the rebels?"

"That would be best." Du Hong then retracted his gaze and looked at the soldiers who were still waiting in the tent: "How is Le Zheng Feiyuan's injury? Who is treating him now? Is it possible to cure him?"

Seeing that Du Hong didn't care anymore, Liu Wei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The soldier was obviously frightened, and his attitude became more respectful: "Reporting to the county governor, we haven't found out the extent of his injuries yet, but the one who treated him was the poison doctor, Nan Wushang!"

"Nan Wushang?" Du Hong laughed when he heard the name: "Ha, is it Nan Wushang who made people's condition worse and worse?"

Some time ago, everyone knew that the eldest son of the Zuo Xiang had been disfigured. In his eyes, Nan Wushang was nothing more than a madman with a false reputation.

"Let him treat it, you don't have to worry about it."

Liu Wei felt that something was wrong: "Du Jun Shou, Nan Wu Shang has a bad reputation, so we should be more cautious."

"Otherwise, if he cures Le Zheng Feiyuan, we will be in big trouble."

Although he had led troops for many years, he was still inferior to Le Zheng Feiyuan, who came from a military family and was a genius.

If they were defeated because of this, they would not have a good ending.

Du Hong has been dealing with Le Zheng Feiyuan for many years, so he naturally knows how powerful he is.

The reason he won last time was simply because he was caught by surprise.

"Send some people to find a way to kill Le Zheng Feiyuan, or kill Nan Wushang." He ordered the soldier.

"Yes!" The soldier took the order and led his men to Tongning County.

But when they got there, they found that General Le Zheng's mansion was heavily guarded. Openly, there were Le Zheng's diehards guarding everywhere, and secretly there were also Red Mansion killers. They couldn't find a chance to take action no matter what.

"Boss, what should we do?"

"Let's go to Nan Wushang's residence." The leader retracted his weapon and was the first to fly in another direction.

Over there, Nan Wushang was reading a book with fascination: "It can actually be like this, why didn't I think of it before... So that's how it is, it's really ingenious..."

This book was given to him by Luo Xi a few days ago. The ink is very new, so it should have been copied just now and is not the original version.

But what does it matter? Nan Wushang doesn’t care at all. As long as the thing is good, he likes it.

It’s just… it would be better if he could try it on a living person, but he has already promised Luo Xi not to kill the people under her rule at will.

It seems that in a few days, he will have to go to other places to capture a few people and bring them back. How can he just read books without putting them into practice?

At this moment, a hidden weapon flashing with cold light shot towards his eyebrows with a sound of breaking through the air.

"Who? Get out?"

Nan Wushang bent backwards and dodged. He knew that his martial arts skills were average and he didn't intend to fight them head-on. He opened his hand and scattered the homemade sleeping pills.

We came just in time, saving us from having to go out and capture people alive.

however……

"Nan Wushang, don't waste your energy." The leader in a special anti-gas suit jumped out. He said without further ado: "Quick, get out the net and catch fish!"

Suddenly, a group of people dressed similarly jumped out from all directions of the room, pulling a large net to surround Nan Wushang.

Seeing these two familiar things again, Nan Wushang's face turned darker than the bottom of a pot. Without thinking, he shouted: "Luo Xi, help!"

Luo Xi's mansion was so far away that he naturally couldn't hear it. However, Jiuxian, who rushed over knowing that his old enemy Nan Wushang was in Tongning County, did hear it.

He didn't want to care, but thinking that this was Luo Xi's territory, he turned around and flew towards the place where the sound came from.

As soon as he entered the mansion, Jiuxian heard the sound of fighting coming from the room on the right. He frowned and quickly jumped over there. As soon as he reached the door, he was discovered by the killer guarding the door.

"Who is it? Stop."

Jiuxian didn't even pause for a moment, he cleared the way with the wind from his palm, and knocked the man away with a few "whoosh" strokes.

The killer at the door didn't even see the face of the person who came before he was slapped and rushed into the house, where he convulsed a few times and died.

This scared the leader who was about to capture Nan Wushang so much that he thought reinforcements had arrived, so he quickly asked the others to speed up the process.

Jiuxian didn't see clearly who was in the net, but this was Luo Xi's territory, so how could he let someone get into trouble right under his nose?

He drew his sword and circled the crowd as fast as lightning.

Suddenly, bursts of screams pierced the dark night sky of Tongning County. When the sounds disappeared, only the leader and his two men behind him were left.

Jiuxian didn't think twice and drew his sword, ready to end it all.

This won’t work. Nan Wushang, who was still trapped in the net, quickly stopped him: “Stop it, you idiot.”

Jiuxian's handsome face turned around suddenly: "Nan! Wu! Shang!"

The voice sounded as if it was chewing and swallowing these three words.

"Yes, it's me." Nan Wushang pulled the rope and revealed his face: "I can use those people, don't kill them yet."

"Really?" Jiuxian glanced at him, raised his sword and swung it down. The three men fell to the ground with a bang, deader than dead.

"You——" Nan Wushang was so angry that smoke came out of his head: "You are looking for death."

As soon as he raised his hand, the poison in his hand flew out, but he still remembered what he promised Luo Xi, so he didn't kill him, but only used his special muscle softening powder.

Jiuxian had just leaped back two steps when his whole body began to go weak, and finally he collapsed to the ground like a pancake.

The Red Mansion killer who had been hiding in the dark was stunned when he saw this and rushed over in panic, but as soon as he got close, he fell down with a few "thumps".

Jiuxian: "..."

"Idiot!" He spat out two words coldly.

Nan Wushang, who had just emerged from the net, laughed happily: "He is indeed quite stupid, just like your master."

The killers wished they could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Jiuxian simply closed his eyes.

Nan Wushang didn't intend to let it go. He walked over, dragged Jiuxian up and threw him on the chair, raised his hand and slapped him hard on the face: "You stupid guy, I told you I'm useful, are you deaf?"

Jiuxian had experience in dealing with Nan Wushang since he was captured last time. No matter what he did, he would ignore him.

"Okay, you're pretending to be wood again, right?" Seeing that he ignored him, Nan Wushang stopped talking, walked towards the desk, and soon took out a brush and started painting on his face.