SFS Chapter 149 Reunion with an Old Friend
Chapter 149 Reunion with an Old Friend
Gu Liang patted the dust off her clothes. "If Wei Zhuo knew that you were hooking up with Gu Yuan behind his back, what do you think he would think?"
"You're talking nonsense!" Mo Yundu couldn't stand this.
"You're trying to provoke me?" Mo Yundu sneered. "Why are you like a woman, always using reverse psychology? I won't fall for it."
Gu Liang looked up. "You're wrong. I never use reverse psychology. I just see that you don't have much time left and want to advise you to confess sooner so you can be free from this predicament."
"You don't think I'll kill you, do you?" Mo Yundu stretched his neck towards him. "Come on! Just kill me!" Gu Liang stood in front of him with his hands behind his back. "You're not worthy of me using a knife anymore."
Mo Yundu's eye twitched. "Don't push your luck!"
"What's so great about bullying a defeated opponent?" Gu Liang said dismissively.
"you!"
Just as he was about to move forward again, he heard Deputy General Wei shout, "Moyun Ferry! Come back!"
Upon hearing this sound, Mo Yundu and his opponent both looked over.
Deputy General Wei slowly stepped forward, "Gu Liang, we meet again."
Mo Yundu saw Gu Liang slightly raise the blade, a cold sneer appearing on his lips, "Wei Zhuo, long time no see."
Upon hearing this, everyone nearby, except for Mo Yundu and Wei Zhao, was astonished.
Wei Zhuo, the king of the fifteen tribes of the Northern Di, is a man who intends to invade Yanjing and even wants to marry Princess Zhaoyang.
No one expected that he would disguise himself as Wei Zhao's deputy general and come with him to Yanjing.
Wei Zhao's men suddenly understood why Wei Zhuo needed to send two deputy generals to accompany him; Mo Yundu was protecting Wei Zhuo rather than Wei Zhao.
Although Wei Zhuo's identity was exposed, he did not panic.
He glanced around, recognized the men Gu Liang had brought, and smiled. "You have five men, I have ten. You want to fight against overwhelming odds?"
Gu Liang didn't look at them. He stared at Wei Zhuo and said disdainfully, "Quantity doesn't determine victory or defeat. Back then, you had 100,000 troops against our 30,000 troops, and you still lost in the end, didn't you?"
Wei Zhuo's face flushed red, then he suddenly laughed, "But weren't your 30,000 troops completely slaughtered by us in the end?"
Gu Liang looked at him and said, "You still have the scar on your collarbone, right? Mo Yundu traded one of his eyes for your life, but you don't seem to have treated your hero well."
Wei Zhuo said in a deep voice, "Those medicinal herbs and ironware were indeed stolen from Gu Yuan by you."
"Rob?" Gu Liang laughed, having heard a huge joke. "You can't take anything from Yanjing."
“Gu Liang,” Wei Zhuo said calmly, “what right do you, a dying man, have to say such things to me?”
He took half a step forward and said arrogantly, "I am now the new king of the Northern Barbarians, with a large army in my hands. I will soon crush your Yanjing. And you? Will your emperor value you? Perhaps even your younger brother is afraid that you will live too long."
Gu Liang raised the knife in his hand slightly, then lowered it again.
"Oh," he said casually, "you know quite a bit."
“That’s natural,” Wei Zhuo said, his gaze carrying a hint of sympathy for a powerful man. “These past few years, I’ve always worried that when I step into Yanjing again, you’ll still be there. I never imagined that you would live longer than I thought.”
"Then how can you still sleep?"
Gu Liang chuckled softly, "My knife misses you every single night."
Wei Zhuo's heart jolted. The scar on his collarbone seemed to throb with pain. The wound was extremely deep, almost reaching his heart and nearly costing him his life.
Fortunately, he is still alive, and living a life far better than Gu Liang.
“If you stop obstructing me, we can both go our separate ways. You can return to Yanjing and continue being the King of Liang,” Wei Zhuo said slowly. “Or, you can choose to join our Northern Palace.”
"I can treat you better than your emperor does. The emperor is constantly on guard against you. How can a father treat his son this way? How can he treat his subjects well?"
Gu Liang glanced at him and said, "You've got it wrong. I'm not dealing with the emperor because of him."
"What benefits has Gu Yuan given you that make you so obedient to him?"
“I didn’t expect,” Gu Liang looked up, “that you have a dog-like habit?”
“You—” Mo Yundu couldn’t help but speak.
Before he could finish speaking, Gu Liang suddenly spun around, caught Mo Yundu, and with a ghostly movement, passed under his armpit, pulled him back, and slashed directly!
Mo Yundu's left arm was severed along with his shoulder.
"Is this what you call years of training?" Gu Liang sneered, "You're even dumber than before."
Wei Zhuo's expression changed slightly.
He called out to Mo Yundu because he knew the person in front of him was Gu Liang, but Mo Yundu, that fool, was so impatient that he rushed forward after being teased by Gu Liang.
He glared fiercely at Mo Yundu.
"Come back, all of you!" he shouted, ordering Wei Zhao's men to all retreat.
"Wei Zhuo." Gu Liang's gaze was cold after raising his knife. "When did you become so cowardly? I remember you were quite imposing back in the Northern Di."
Wei Zhuo's eye twitched slightly.
He thought that his treatment of Gu Liang in the Northern Di would leave him with psychological trauma.
I never expected him to be able to bring it up so casually. After listening to his conversation with Mo Yundu, he should know that the current Gu Liang is not the Gu Liang of the past.
"My goal is Yanjing, not you."
"Oh," Gu Liang said regretfully, "I thought you'd been king for so long that you couldn't even lift a sword anymore."
Wei Zhuo fiercely suppressed the anger rising within him and sneered, "How long do you think you can hold out?"
"Have you ever considered that one day, the person you love most might turn against you with a knife?"
“You know?” he said.
"We'll see."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand, and a thunderbolt slammed into the ground, smashing it open with a loud bang.
Large rocks and dust flew up, the ground shook, and the entire cave trembled.
Gu Liang had already ordered his men to retreat the moment he threw the object.
They lay prone on the ground, protecting their vital parts.
Once the shockwaves subsided, Gu Liang was the first to stand up.
As soon as she opened her eyes, Wei Zhuo had already disappeared.
On the ground were only Mo Yundu and several seriously injured Northern Di people.
Gu Liang turned around to check on Xing Luo and the others' safety, then went to chase after Wei Zhuo.
Just then, a familiar smell wafted over.
Like the scent of newly sprouted plants, this aura surrounded him.
Gu Liang suddenly stopped.
"Everyone back off," he said coldly. "Get away from here."
The guards, not understanding what was going on, glanced at each other and obediently followed orders to retreat.
Gu Liang held her breath and leaped across the cliff.
As soon as he landed, he stumbled.
Another intense tearing sensation.
It was also because Jiang Zhi was not by his side that he had no desires, but he could clearly feel the toxins in his body pulling at his nerves again.
"Your Highness!"
As soon as the guards arrived at his side, they shouted in unison.
Gu Liang raised her eyes, the bloodshot color in them now staining her gaze red.