The host wants to be human today

Chapter 475 The Young Master's Little Wife 39
The appearance of obediently waving at him to leave.

He squinted his eyes happily because he had eaten his favorite dessert.

In the military area, he pressed him to sleep with a sullen face.

……

You clearly said that you are very powerful, you little liar.

Transparent teardrops fell on Li Tang's face, and slid to the ground along her white and tender face.

...

When the soldiers finished taking care of the last few people and escorted Yan Mingda over, they saw their young commander looking down, trying hard to hold the ashes on the ground into his hands.

The adjutant was shocked, and looked at the ashes in disbelief, as if realizing something.

"Gu, Master Gu."

The man raised his head calmly, those beautiful amber pupils were like a pool of stagnant water at the moment, unable to make any more waves, extremely depressed, as if they were on the verge of collapse at any time.

An invisible despair pervades all around, making people unable to help but want to escape.

Obviously he was just expressionless, but everyone dared not look at him, and an inexplicable panic spread throughout his body.

The adjutant froze, and subconsciously stopped talking, not daring to speak again.

Yan Mingda, who was being pressed, spat out a mouthful of blood, turned his eyes around the opposite side, and found that a certain figure was missing, and suddenly laughed out loud.

He knew that Gu Jing loved this wife very much, but he didn't expect to kill him in the end, but killed his wife by mistake.

As for why it turned into ashes, he didn't care at all, as long as he died.

He laughed and started to cough, the blood from the corner of his mouth was spat on the ground by him, and he crazily laughed at the man opposite.

"Hahaha, Gu Jing, are you desperate? Is it good to lose something precious?"

The soldier who was pressing him quickly covered his mouth and slashed his neck. Seeing that he was unconscious, he carefully looked at his young commander.

He didn't realize what the ashes were, but instinct told him to keep quiet now.

Gu Jing carefully put all the ashes on the ground into his pocket, and stood up staggeringly, as if he had lost all his strength.

Holding the pillar weakly with his fingertips, he stabilized his figure, his face lost all color, and was horribly white.

The adjutant hurried up to support him.

He looked over expressionlessly, the halo in his pupils was broken, and he opened his mouth after a long while.

"Shut up in a dungeon."

He won't let him die so easily.

"Yes."

The soldiers dragged the unconscious man away to make way for the man.

The adjutant looked at the wound on his shoulder and couldn't help but make a sound.

"Master Gu, the military doctor is outside, you go to treat the wound first? My wife will be fine."

If you don't deal with it, I'm afraid it will really kill someone.

Gu Jing glanced at the blood-stained coat on his shoulders, only felt a dull pain in his heart, and coughed softly with his thin lips pressed between his fingers, his expression was so calm that it was a little scary.

"fine."

The adjutant frowned in confusion, and finally tried to persuade him boldly.

"If my wife sees you like this, she will definitely be upset. You have to wait for her to come back."

The man's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at him almost paranoidly.

"really?"

The adjutant couldn't bear to look away.

"Really, you look like your wife is not normal at all, and I will definitely come back to you."

Gu Jing lowered his eyes, and touched the ashes in his pocket with his fingertips through the fabric.

"it is good."

...

After several days in a row, all the spies were caught in the Young Marshal's Mansion.

The He family who disclosed their whereabouts at the beginning were tortured day by day.

Heart-piercing screams surround the temporary Young Marshal's Mansion every day, making people tremble with fear.

At the same time, the soldiers were also extremely cautious, and they hardly dared to mention any related words in front of the men. The atmosphere in the whole mansion was extremely tense.

(End of this chapter)