"Madam, this was sent by the Turks before the peace talks, saying that it was the master's broken finger."

The pupils in Chen Mengtian's eyes were light and dark, and she took the things wrapped in clean cloth from Xuanwu's hand.

She opened the cut-off finger inside the cloth, and it was obvious that it was the tail finger.

Before, Chen Mengtian was not very sad when he saw Jiang Zebei's body, although it was fake.

At this moment, I saw this cut-off finger, but my whole body was covered with a huge anger.

Looking at the cut-off finger, Chen Mengtian's internal organs were rescued and grabbed, feeling unable to breathe anymore. The heartache, the sour and throbbing feeling suddenly came, and even a buzzing sound came from his ears.

Chen Mengtian's emotions were a little out of control and manic anger.

She suddenly looked up, her eyes with faint red light staring at Xuanwu coldly, "Who is it? Who did it?!"

Xuanwu looked at the broken finger in her hand and replied in a hateful voice: "It's the Turkic National Master."

"Tell me everything, tell me what happened!"

Chen Mengtian's beautiful lips curled up a blood-devouring sneer.

She looked at the broken finger in her hand with cherishment and heartache, and her eyes were filled with indescribable and strange tenderness.

This cutoff is indeed from Jiang Zebei, and she could clearly feel it.

Xuanwu generals the Turkic national guru had the strange ability, and the other party kidnapped his master away, and despicablely asked them to hand over their secret weapons.

And the later "trustful words" returned their master, although he was a coma, and everything that happened later, he told Chen Mengtian.

From beginning to end, Chen Mengtian's eyes did not leave the cut off finger in her hand.

As long as she thought that this was Jiang Zebei's broken finger, Chen Mengtian was in pain, especially at this time, Jiang Zebei was still alive and had no idea of ​​her whereabouts, and her entire emotions were not controlled.

"Turkish! I want it to pay for its blood debts!"

Chen Mengtian's cold voice sounded.

Xuanwu pointed to the corpse not far away and asked, "Madam, is this really not the master?"

He still asked for a proof, after all, he had the same face and the same body without any flaws.

Chen Mengtian glared at Xuanwu with contemptuous eyes, "My man will not admit his mistake, he is not Aze!"

As she said that, her hand slowly waved.

A powerful wind suddenly rose in the air, and then the wind formed a vortex, and they were controlled by Chen Mengtian to go to the fake corpse.

Next, everyone witnessed a bloody scene.

The vortex swept the corpse up from the ground. The corpse was quickly shattered by the wind blade in the vortex, and the bright blood color and even blood clots fell to the ground.

Chen Mengtian seemed to have not seen the bloody and disgusting scene. She lowered her eyes gently and looked at the broken finger in her hand, and ordered Zhuque: "Prepare the carriage, now I will go to the Turks, I will go to find Aze, and I will also make the Turks blood debt pay for blood!"

"Yes, madam!"

Zhuque immediately stood up and waved her hand. The secret guards that belonged to her immediately stood up and scattered around, each preparing for the things to go on.

Yu Shijie held Chen Qishan, who was in a state of dismay, and handed the person to Qi Jiu behind him. When he saw Chen Mengtian was about to enter the house, he quickly spoke out: "Madam!"

Chen Mengtian stopped, turned around and looked at Yu Shijie with displeasure.

"Madam, now that the two countries are fighting, even if you want to avenge Wu'an Hou, you need to submit a report to the court and get the emperor's permission. This is not a war between the two countries, but other countries. Once the Turks have joined forces with other countries, then our Xiliang Congress will fall into a passive position."
Chapter completed!