Let me tell you the truth, my situation is not long since I am happy, and I will let anyone die very happily if I dare not make me unhappy!

Not to mention His Majesty, even the martial arts myths cannot be preserved!

I said it!”

After saying that, Jiang Ping's qi and blood surged, his face turned red, and then he suddenly started to cough violently, and he would cough up bleeding soon.

Jiang Ping took the handkerchief handed over by Cheng Lin'er, who was full of pain, and wiped his lips casually. The blood dyed his mouth a bit strange red.

"That...uh, Brother Jiang, you have a good rest. If there is news, our family will notify you as soon as possible."

When Eunuch Hai saw Jiang Ping vomiting blood, he heard Jiang Ping's venting announcement again, and he suddenly jumped in his heart and said farewell.

What he feared the most was happening.

He is not afraid of Jiang Ping causing trouble, nor is he afraid of Jiang Ping being rude to him. If he doesn't treat him as his boss, he is afraid of Jiang Ping going crazy.

No one can expect a dying person to retain much reason.

It's crazy, that's anything that can happen.

The most important thing is that this madman still controls a force that is enough to die together.

And when that time comes, Eunuch Hai can guarantee it.

I must have died in front of Jiang Ping.

"Ha, my father-in-law will walk slowly, I won't be far away!"

Jiang Ping sat down, leaned against the cushion, and let out a heavy breathing.

It sounded like the bell of death. He was covered in cold air and almost stepped on the air when he walked out of the carriage.

It was just this moment that Eunuch Hai's mind suddenly became clear and a light of inspiration suddenly flashed.

He understood!

Why did Jiang Ping change his temperament so much after being injured?

I'm afraid it's true as he said, he won't live long.

As far as he observed these days, Jiang Ping's physical condition was indeed a big mistake.

Sometimes even if Jiang Ping said a few heavy words in front of him and used more energy, his heartbeat would be ringing in his ears like a gong. He would not be like a martial artist with great martial arts skills.

Even a 70-year-old man with different martial arts skills will not even be so hard to speak as long as he is a little tougher.

And judging from his coughing blood just now, I am afraid that the old injury has not healed, which will drag down his recovery speed.

It is also possible that he will never recover.

As long as there is a doubt, countless doubts will automatically come to your mind.

Since Jiang Ping was injured, no one except his women could be within ten feet of him.

Even when he talks to him, he will be separated by the four servants of the Heavenly Lord.

In the past, Jiang Ping was always interested, but he didn't care about their relationship. It was common for him to climb shoulders and backs.

At this time, an idea came to Eunuch Hai's mind.

If Jiang Ping really died, what good will it do to him?

Jiang Ping left so many connections, so many remnants of his power, so many women (this can be crossed out), so much money...

And he has no son or heir.

Isn't it reasonable for him to help protect and inherit his legacy as a boss?

Even if you can only get a piece of the pie, you will make a big profit.

But it may not be enough for him to rely on him alone.

Eunuch Hai thought of Emperor Zhao, and with His Majesty’s support, he could turn from a piece of meat into a piece of meat.

Do it when you think about it.

After returning, Eunuch Hai immediately wrote a memorial, which focused on describing Jiang Ping's current power and his guess that he would be in the near future.

Eunuch Hai seemed to have thought of His Majesty's joyful look after seeing the memorial.

Jiang Ping was a hot potato, so he was concerned about his background and had to rely on his brand to accept the power of the God-Search Department. Even His Majesty was not easy to deal with for a while.

This time he killed himself.

With His Majesty's methods and his cooperation, we must maximize the influence left by Jiang Ping.

If we can win over the Heavenly Lord...

Tsk tsk!!

Eunuch Hai quickly shook his head and threw this unrealistic idea out of his mind.

As for Jiang Ping's madness now, let him bear it first and let him stay for a few years before seeing him, whether he will die!

Thinking about it this way.

Eunuch Hai’s waist is not sore, his legs are no longer hurt, and his face seems to be no longer thrusting.

After all, what are you doing if you care about so much about a dying person?

...

"Are you okay?"

Cheng Lin'er looked at Jiang Ping worriedly, holding a handkerchief in her hand, carefully wiping the blood on the corner of Jiang Ping's mouth, her eyes full of heartache.

"Why are you vomiting blood? You haven't been like this before!"

"It's okay, I'm pretending just now."

Jiang Ping held Cheng Lin'er's hand and gently pinched it, soft and smooth.

He seemed to think of something happy and laughed:

"Now, this guy Hai Dagui must be afraid and happy. I really want to see how he looks now. It must be very interesting."

As for the safety of Wuqing Senior Sister.

He was not worried, because he had contacted Wuqing's senior sister through Mode's emotional player contactor just now, knowing that she is safe for the time being.

As a former player, how could Jiang Ping forget such a good tool person?

Even if there is no place to use them for the time being, it is good to use them as a mobile phone.

Therefore, the Nanzhen Fushi also recruited a small number of Yiren members, and their responsibilities were ruthless communication tools.

Of course, Jun would not disclose the information to them. After all, if this group of people start selling, they are all the best. If any secret comes into their mouths, there is almost no possibility of keeping it confidential.

The cost of being a traitor is too low. At worst, it’s just a death, which makes anyone afraid.

But it's just a safe signal, which is pretty good.

However, the so-called security is only temporary, because the Qin people controlled Linzi City and waited for the Qin army to arrive, they would definitely clean up the internal enemies in the city.

At that time, Senior Sister Wuqing may not necessarily escape the pursuit of the Black Ice Platform.

"It's really okay?"

Cheng Lin'er didn't care what Jiang Ping was doing. At this time, she only had Jiang Ping's injuries in her eyes.

"Or we'd better not go. You are so weak now that you're tired and you can't stand it.

And I just heard that you are going to fight?

Then you can't go, if there is a runaway arrow that doesn't have eyes, the knife will hurt you...

When I was in Changsun’s house before, I heard Mr. Li say that Wei Wuzhe secretly expanded many people in recent years.

Why do we have to fight?”

"I can't explain why we have to fight. But don't worry about one thing, I'm really fine, you don't know my personality.

If it is really dangerous, I will run the fastest one at a time.

You still need to remind me?"

Jiang Ping said proudly.

Cheng Lin'er seemed to have thought of something, and her face collapsed and she muttered:

"You're right, you're just a big bastard and you'll run away."

"Hahaha!!"

"But you ended up falling into my hands, it means that people are bad and others love them."

Jiang Ping laughed loudly, with a rippling smile on his face.

Unfortunately, with his current mental outlook, he no longer had the feeling of being seductive and full of peach blossoms on his face, and he only felt as if he was old and strong.

"Hey, it's so disgusting." Cheng Lin'er looked disgusted.

Jiang Ping smiled, touched his face, and snorted coldly:
To be continued...