Anhamu had never seen such a battle before. Faced with Emperor Cheng's ridicule and Shen Luo's questioning, Anhamu did not dare to say a word. He just trembled and whispered: "Your Majesty, our Yelang Kingdom is very sincere this time. I will definitely not provoke a war during my lifetime, otherwise I will leave it to His Majesty the Emperor Cheng's disposal."

"This is the greatest sincerity of our Yelang Kingdom. Please show your respect, don't fight anymore, and return to Ning'an as soon as possible."

Anhamu did not dare to raise his eyes, so he could only follow the rules of Yelang Kingdom and bowed to show friendship.

Shen Luo looked at Anhamu who was saluting, then turned to look at Emperor Cheng and advised: "Your Majesty, why don't you let Anhamu stay here first? Your Majesty will give them an answer after discussing with the generals."

She can't decide whether to fight or retreat, and she doesn't want to make the decision.

She has achieved the purpose of this trip, no matter whether to fight or retreat. But she will never let go of the people of Yelang Kingdom easily!

Emperor Cheng nodded: "Okay, I will follow your suggestion."

"Come here, take Anhamu down and take good care of him. Don't let him leave the camp even half a step." Emperor Cheng ordered in a cold voice.

"Yes." The guard at his side immediately stepped forward and took Anhamu away by force.

Emperor Cheng looked at Shen Luo and his tone softened instantly: "Shen Luo, you have been running around for days. Go back and rest early. We will talk about other things tomorrow."

This whip opened the skin and flesh, and the shoulder blades could be clearly seen.

The middle-aged man never dared to raise his eyes to look at Shen Luo, but after hearing Shen Luo's question, he finally couldn't help but raise his eyes, wanting to see clearly whether the portrait on the drawing paper was exactly the same as his own?

At one glance, the middle-aged man's pupils suddenly enlarged.

The severe pain made the middle-aged man tremble all over. He looked down at his shoulders and saw his shoulder bones: "Shen Luo, if you want to kill me, just do it. Why do you have to torture me like this?" I?"

After Shen Luo stepped out of Emperor Cheng's camp, he did not return to his own camp for news. Instead, he took Chen Guangyu to the camp where Yelang soldiers were detained.

Shen Luo is only eighteen or nineteen years old this year. She said that she had met her father before, but his father had sneaked back to Yelang from Jiang State twelve years ago. If Shen Luo had met her father, it would have been at least twelve years ago. , he was only seven or eight years old at that time, how did she get such a good memory?

How could she possibly paint her father's portrait and paint her own portrait twelve years later?

It's just that she can draw a portrait of her father. She has never seen herself. What did she rely on to draw her own appearance?

Who is she? Why does she pursue the twelve-year war in Jiayuguan?

When Shen Luo heard the middle-aged man's question, a smile appeared in her eyes: "Twelve years have passed, and finally someone asked me, who am I?"

"I don't know," the middle-aged man replied in a trembling voice, weakly.

"Master Shen, I know you want to kill me, and I also know that I can't hide." The middle-aged man looked at Shen Luo, his eyes were empty and dead, as if he had given up hope of living, and he was quietly waiting for Shen Luo's death. Final punishment: "Just let me die and tell me who you really are?"

Shen Luo lowered his eyes and said softly: "If His Majesty arrives, shout "Long live His Majesty" outside the camp to let me know that His Majesty has arrived."

He also wanted to know what evil he had done in his previous life, and why he met such a evil star like Shen Luo?!

Shen Luo looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and sighed: "I have seen your father before, so I drew a picture of your father, combined with the appearance of your parents, I drew a portrait of you, and sent my subordinates to Yelang The country inquires."

Shen Luo not only tortured himself but refused to let himself die. His wife and children were also detained by Shen Luo and locked up in the camp next to his.

Shen Luo clenched the whip in his hand and replied calmly: "You are not qualified to know my name."

Shen Luo took out the drawing paper from his sleeve and said in a deep voice: "Look, does the painting I drew look exactly like you?"

Shen Luo gently stroked the whip in his hand, his amber eyes filled with bright red anger, and his eyes were as gloomy as the cold water of the Dead Sea: "You are the first person to ask who I am. , how do you think I should treat you?"

The door of the camp was closed. Shen Luo looked at the bloody middle-aged man in front of him and said in a deep voice: "Do you know that I want to arrest you?"

"Just because I learned from Su Xiang, the former prime minister of our dynasty, that Duke Shen died of poisoning some time ago, I began to wonder if the person who poisoned him was the military doctor around Duke Shen."

Your Majesty asked your Excellency to go down to rest, but did not ask your Excellency to interrogate the prisoner. If Emperor Cheng gets the news, I am afraid he will come "to investigate"

"I obey the order." Shen Luo clasped his fists, saluted, took three steps back, turned around and retreated.

"Yes." Chen Guangyu received the order without any hesitation. He turned around and left the camp. What should he do then?

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man was shocked and incoherent, and asked quickly, wanting to know who the person in front of him was?

After his father poisoned Duke Shen, he hid in the military city and became a military doctor. How did Shen Luo know about this connection, and how did he find himself among the tens of thousands of soldiers in the military city? .

Shen Luo came to the middle-aged man, took the whip from Chen Guangyu's hand, and ordered: "Get back first, no one is allowed to enter the camp."

The person in the portrait is exactly the same as himself, the only difference is that there is a small mark on his cheek.

Who can come and save him!

The middle-aged man in the camp had been tortured to pieces. Now he saw Shen Luo's figure and remembered the scene where she tortured him. He was frightened and turned his head silently, trying to avoid Shen Luo's scrutinizing gaze.

"All of you have forgotten what happened twelve years ago, but I still remember it."

Shen Luo looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was avoiding his sight, and said coldly: "Originally, I don't know about these things."

After saying that, Shen Luo held the long whip in his hand and whipped the middle-aged man: "Who do you think you are? You are not qualified to ask my name."

Twelve years ago, everyone in Jiayuguan died. Who is Shen Luo? He is clinging to the twelve-year-old case.

"Pa." A whip fell on the middle-aged man's shoulder again.

"What if it's Your Majesty?" Chen Guangyu asked softly.

He couldn't hold it any longer, but he didn't dare to die because Shen Luo threatened him. If he died, Shen Luo would kill his children without hesitation and bury him with him, and send their family of three to the underworld. Keep company!

He finally understood what it felt like to be unable to live or die.

When the wound is exposed to the air, the pain becomes more obvious.

There were still only three colors in front of Shen Luo's eyes: black, white and gray. She could not see the bright red blood, but only saw black liquid flowing down from the middle-aged man. The hatred in her heart and the hatred that had suppressed her for twelve slowly woke up.

She couldn't see the color, and she didn't feel the pleasure of revenge, but more resentment.
Chapter completed!