"My god, what is this?!" Fatty Wang couldn't help exclaiming.

He is a recruited director, and he didn't say it was so difficult when he performed the task?!

There are also many elite soldiers and generals!

Looking at all the trash now, no one has seen Jian Ran's criticism.

Fatty Wang took the lead to hide behind Jian Ran, and behind him was a group of program staff and guests.

"Guess who this is?" Jian Ran looked ahead, but said the words to Lu Yanting.

There was no fear on Lu Yanting's face, "I guess, it's the queen's brother, isn't he a general?"

"Buried in King Zhennan's coffin, it seems that he wants to make him emperor?" Jian Ran pouted, "It's a pity that the bamboo basket was empty in the end."

Seeing this scene, Fatty Wang thought to himself, Oh my god, is there still leisure and elegance?!

The green-eyed monster was so angry that the top of its head was smoking, and it was about to rush over!

Sure enough, in the next second, the corpse jumped out of the coffin, raised its arms and flew towards Jian Ran, fingers grew out like sharp knives, and it was full of creepy evil spirit.

Compared with it, those white bones are a world of difference.

"Run, run!" Fatty Wang turned around and began to flee. When he turned around, he found that the group hiding behind him had already run away.

"..."

How interesting!

Jian Ran was very calm, and slowly raised his hand, "Go back, I will deal with him myself,"

Afraid that Lu Yanting would disagree, he added, "I'm distracted by you here."

"Okay." Lu Yanting responded, and immediately dodged around the back, leaving enough room for Jian Ran to express himself freely.

In a blink of an eye, the corpse had already rushed in front of him, Jian Ran tapped his toes, stepped on its shoulder and jumped back, turning around with a sword.

It collided with the armor and made a screeching sound.

The corpse suddenly turned back and continued to attack Jian Ran.

The momentum was too fierce, the long sword with golden light all over the body was a bit overwhelmed, Jian Ran retreated again and again.

The corpse seemed to be even more rampant, waving its arms frantically, forcing people to the coffin.

The corner of Jian Ran's mouth curled up, and a sly light appeared in his eyes. He quickly took out a piece of talisman paper in his hand, pasted it on the forehead of the corpse, and immediately jumped over to the corpse's ass, kicking with great strength.

"Well"

The gravity of the earth made it weightless for a short time, and fell directly into the coffin.

Taking the opportunity, Jian Ran lifted the lid of the coffin with one hand, closed it, and muttered, "Evil spirits are imprisoned, Dao Qi will last forever, I command thee..."

Dozens of talisman papers spun in the air, tightly glued to the mouth of the coffin, no matter how much the corpse inside struggled, it couldn't get out.

Jian Ran didn't feel it was enough, so he jumped onto the coffin, holding a long sword in his hand, and stabbed it suddenly.

A black liquid came out, soaking the lines of the coffin,

Jian Ran lowered her eyes, slowly knelt down on one knee, touched the black blood with her fingertips, the scene in front of her eyes suddenly changed,

"Father, I don't agree to rebellion! King Zhennan treated me with kindness!" The handsome man in armor took a step forward, "Father, my sister is already a queen, and you are a prime minister.beneath one person, above ten-thousand others, the glory and wealth are endless, what is there to be dissatisfied with?!"

"Shut up!" The middle-aged man in a dark purple official uniform turned around, his eyes full of anger, "You also know that being a father is under one person?! Didn't survive the companion king like a companion tiger?! King Zhennan is moody and thoughtful,You have been married to your sister for many years, but you have never touched her, do you know why?!"

The young man didn't seem to have thought of it, he was slightly taken aback, "Why?"

"King Zhennan is afraid of your father and you! Afraid of winning power for your father, afraid that you will make great achievements in the battlefield! Therefore, you have been neglecting your sister!" Prime Minister Zhong Shenglu sternly said.

"No, that's not the case, King Zhennan treats me like a younger brother, how could..." Zhong Zehui couldn't believe it.

Zhong Shenglu sneered, "I let you escort the prisoners this time to test you, to kill or not to kill?!"

"Of course not!" Zhong Zehui said without hesitation, "This is a big taboo for military strategists!"

Zhong Shenglu narrowed his eyes, "Must be killed, kill them all!"

"I don't agree!" Zhong Zehui turned around and left after saying this, but unexpectedly a cold sword was placed on his neck, and he turned his head slowly, "Father, what are you doing?"

Zhong Shenglu sneered, "If you listen to the father's words, the emperor's seat, you come and sit, if you don't listen, heh, there are many sons who are the father!"

"And then? Father is going to kill me?!" Zhong Zehui's face turned cold.

Zhong Shenglu's eyes were dark, but he didn't speak.

"Father, let me say it again, if you want to kill a prisoner, you can step on my corpse!" After leaving this sentence, Zhong Zehui walked away, completely ignoring the scratches Leng Jian left on his neck.

A line of hot blood then fell, staining the soil of the jungle red.

Zhong Shenglu withdrew his arm and looked at Zhong Zehui's back. He didn't move when someone ran out from behind the tree and asked in a low voice, "Prime Minister, should this subordinate..."

"According to the original plan, if anyone obstructs... Kill without mercy!" Zhong Shenglu said harshly.

"Subordinates obey!"

Seeing this, Jian Ran thought to herself, what a coincidence, the surname is also Zhong?!

Does it have something to do with Zhong Fanrui?

Could he be the descendant of this group of people?

No wonder the system warns of danger,

So it was his feud!

Jian Ran followed Zhong Zehui away, and immediately returned to the tent, someone brought up the dinner, "General Zhong, please use it."

"Well, let it go." Zhong Zehui was depressed and didn't look up, but Jian Ran saw the man's sinister face, and he couldn't hold his fart.

"General, even if there is a quarrel between the prime minister and the quarrel, the father-son relationship between you two cannot be erased. Eat a meal first, and then talk to the prime minister, maybe it will be able to untangle your heart."

Zhong Zehui sighed and compromised, "Okay."

He picked up the chopsticks and brought the food to his mouth.

Seeing the swallowing movement, the man was completely relieved, "General, please take your time, and the subordinates will leave first."

Zhong Zehui nodded slightly, "Okay."

Not long after, there was only one person left in the tent, and before the melancholy on his brows dissipated, he heard screams from outside,

"Forgive me—"

"We are captives, we cannot kill—"

"It's you who will kill, stop talking nonsense!"

The commotion caused Zhong Zehui's heart to twitch violently, and he hurriedly stood up, but at the same time, he found a severe cramping pain in his stomach.

"The food is poisonous!" He guessed something in an instant, and his face became even paler.

It was my father's cronies who delivered the food just now.

It is self-evident who poisoned,

Zhong Zehui walked to the side of the tent with difficulty, stretched out his hand and opened the curtain, and in the bloody sky, he saw his father riding a horse commanding the prisoner to be killed,

"Really so heartless, so cruel?!"

"Ah......"

As the armor slowly fell to the ground, Jian Ran felt a strong resentment that could not be dispelled...