Strong favor

Mingxuan and the foreign man fell off the horse together, and they rolled into a ball on the ground.

In a whirlwind, Mingxuan swung the knife towards the man again, but the injured waist was caught off guard by the protruding stone tip on the ground, the pain made him slow down his movements, and his expression changed drastically.

The man took advantage of the situation and cut his wrist back, twisted it quickly, and the knife fell from his palm weakly, followed by a sharp slash towards the back of the neck, and Mingxuan passed out .

When he woke up again, his eyes were covered with three layers of black cloth, his hands and feet were bound and he couldn't move. Someone brought the water bag to his mouth. He opened his mouth and drank most of the water in one breath. Then, another The food was delivered to his mouth.

After Ming Xuan ate, someone stuffed his mouth with a delicate silver bell, preventing him from making any sound.

He couldn't see, couldn't move his hands, couldn't speak, he could only vaguely feel that he was in the carriage, there was a slight bump, shaking his body continuously.

Han Xianzhe returned to Yuncheng, asked the county magistrate to bring all the troops in the city, and led the troops towards the place where they were attacked just now.

However, when he rushed there, Mingxuan had already asked the man in black to take him away, leaving only Lifeng, and asked the rest of the shadow guards to be taken into custody.

"Where's Mingxuan?"

With the support of the shadow guard, Han Xian walked up to him and asked impatiently.

"Jin Lifeng colluded with outsiders and took advantage of His Highness's surprise to attack His Highness, causing His Highness to fall into the hands of the man in black! Master, you should think of a way!"

"Who is that man in black?"

Han Xian's complexion changed drastically, and he almost gritted his teeth and asked Jin Lifeng, "This Yuncheng is on the border, do you know how many foreigners are mixed with Yunlong in this city!

It's fine if it's another foreign race, but if you let him fall into the hands of the remnants of the Huns, do you know what the consequences will be!

Jin Lifeng, if you don't want to kill him, then tell the truth immediately! "

Han Xian's words were deafening, but Lifeng's expression seemed to be frozen, and the past situations flashed through his mind one by one like a revolving lantern.

The man in black was named Wuyou, and he claimed to be from the country of Jie, and he came to Dalin to do porcelain business. They were doing business on the surface, but they did everything behind their backs, as long as they gave money.

"talk!"

Han Xian's deafening voice rang in his ears, shaking Lifeng's eardrums to the point of rupturing.

Recalling the past, Lifeng realized that he seemed to be led step by step into a trap.

And he, only caring about jealousy, was unaware of the occurrence of this conspiracy.

"I wanted to take His Highness the Crown Prince with me, so I asked some people to help me.

The leader of those people is called Wuyou, and the people in Yuncheng call him Boss Wuyou. He usually runs the porcelain business, but he also uses money to eliminate disasters.Let me go, I will take you to his shop in the city! "

"If something happens to him, I will never let you go!"

Han Xian pointed at Lifeng's face and cursed angrily, and everyone went to Yuncheng.

After some investigation, their hearts were chilled. The real Wuyou portrait that the county magistrate took out was actually two people that Tong Lifeng saw.

Relying on his extraordinary memory and caring for Mingxuan, Lifeng insisted on drawing the portrait of the fake Wuyou.

When Han first looked at his portrait, he recognized the person in the painting. That person was the new king of the Xiongnu who was haunting and wreaking havoc on the border.

Hearing this news, Lifeng was about to faint, Han Xian told Shen Xiuyu the news very seriously, the crown prince was taken hostage by the new king of the Huns, and asked the court to send troops.

Mingxuan hadn't seen the light for more than ten days. On this day, the carriage that was walking around finally stopped, and he was finally able to see the light of day again.

On the mountain, Xiao Liu exerted all his strength and cut a long gash in his wrist with the amulet.

He cut extremely hard, the blood spattered extremely high, and there were bursts of sharp pain from his wrists.

The blood flowed quickly. After cutting, he put the broken amulet away again and put it in his arms.

Soon, he felt chills in his body, so cold that his upper and lower jaws clashed.

He covered his body with the quilt, closed his eyes with a peaceful face.

He was so numb that he didn't realize that when the amulet was shattered, a golden Gu worm crawled out of it.

Xiao Liu carefully recalled the events from his birth to the present. Apart from his father, mother, father and brother, the only one who left his imprint in his life was Lan Jie.

It was a flawed stroke, but he was powerless to reverse it. He could only let that flaw soak his entire life in the dark.

He didn't want to see Lan Xian again.

Unforgettable and sad tears flowed from Xiaoliu's eyes, his breath gradually weakened, and images of his childhood kept appearing in front of his eyes. At that time, his legs were not broken, and he was able to run freely and flexibly. In winter, he and Mingxuan ran around in the imperial garden.

Even if I get snow all over my body, I am very happy.

He loves to play and is crazy, and the other brothers try their best to go crazy with him.

Once, when a few of them had a snowball fight, they accidentally hit Shen Xiuyu in front of the officials, so they sent one of them to ask Shen Xiuyu for CTXD

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Xiao Liu lost in boxing guessing, so he had to go to find Shen Xiuyu by himself. Before he got to Shen Xiuyu, the tears and crying came first. In winter, Xiao Liu cried until his face was covered with a thick layer of ice, and asked Shen Xiuyu to watch it. I couldn't laugh or cry, most of the anger faded away.

Under the wrapping of old memories, Xiao Liu's consciousness gradually sank and sank until he was completely withdrawn from this place and disappeared.

It was already sunset when Lan Kuang came back, he was in a hurry, his head was covered with sweat, and his body was covered with the food that Xiao Liu liked to eat.

On the way back, he thought over and over again, and finally decided that after going back, he would no longer give Xiaoliu to take Ruanjin powder. He planned to take care of Xiaoliu all the time, and when he really had no time, he would use Ruanjin powder again. , After all, it is three-point poison.

And Xiao Liu's legs, of course they can't be left on hold like this, it's better to go down the mountain after a while.Lan Qing happily planned, even her steps became much lighter, "Xiao Liu, I'm back! What are you doing? Are you still sleeping?

Don't sleep anymore, I've made up my mind, I won't tell you to take Ruanjin powder from tomorrow, and I'll take you to practice exercises one by one."

The moment the door was pushed open, Lan Qing's words came to an abrupt end.

He has killed countless people, so he is naturally extremely sensitive to the smell of blood. There is a strong smell of blood in this small wooden house that cannot be ignored.

The things in Lan Jie's hands fell down with a clatter, and he suddenly felt that his hands were weak.

"Little Six, Little Six?"

Terrible conjectures had arisen in his heart, but he did not shed tears when he saw the coffin, and he walked slowly towards Xiao Liu with a hint of luck still in his heart.

"Xiao Liu, did you hear that? I won't bully you anymore, I won't feed you Ruanjinsan again, I won't hold you back from getting your legs healed, and I won't torture you for the rest of my life." You're stuck here, so don't be angry with brother Lan Jie, okay?

Get up and say something, don't scare me... I know I was wrong, and I will correct everything... Don't be angry, talk to Brother Lanxie, okay..."

Fear has already changed the tone of Lan Jin's voice. If Xiao Liu is safe and sound, he will shout happily when he hears his words, praising him for finally thinking about it, but now there is only dead silence in the room.

Lan Jie finally walked to the bedside, and saw that Xiao Liu was covered with a thick quilt, the exposed skin was as white as transparent, and his chest no longer had the ups and downs and breathing that normal living things should have.

Lan Jie only felt as if someone was strangling his neck, and he was a little out of breath. He suddenly didn't dare to lift the quilt to see the situation under the quilt.

He has completely lost his courage.

"Little Six, Little Six"

Lan Yan forced a smile and said, "Get up, don't scare me, I know you are punishing me, deliberately joking with me, I won't mess up like that again, please forgive me, get up"

Xiao Liu lay quietly, there was even a sweet smile on the corner of his lips.

Lan Jue kept calling Xiao Liu Xiao Liu, but it was always in vain, and he couldn't get any response. At the end, he finally couldn't help it, and couldn't maintain the calm appearance anymore, tears rolled out of his eyes.

He only felt a tearing pain in his lungs, as if his whole body was going to be torn apart, so he had no choice but to pull the quilt off Xiao Liu's body.

See what happened to his favorite Xiao Liu, and whether he can still be saved.

The moment the cover on his body was lifted, Lan Jin saw that Xiao Liu was holding onto his life's favorite, broken amulet with one hand, and the other hand fell powerlessly on the bed next to him. There was a deep line between his wrists. The hideous wound with turned flesh and dried blood. "Ah ah ah one by one"

The moment he saw clearly the fatal wound on Xiao Liu's wrist, Lan Xi screamed miserably.Like crazy, he bit off a section of his sleeve with his mouth, and wrapped it around Xiao Liu's wrist indiscriminately.

Wrapping Xiao Liu's injured wrist, he bit his own wrist and stretched it to Xiao Liu's lips, "Drink quickly, Xiao Liu."

With blurred tears and choked up, he continued, "You can't die, Xiao Liu..."

Xiao Liu didn't move, so he sucked a big mouthful of his own blood and fed it to Xiao Liu mouth to mouth.

Touching the tip of his tongue, he found that Xiao Liu's tongue was as stiff as a dead person's, and he couldn't swallow at all, and all the blood he fed flowed out along the corners of his lips.

After a futile toss, Lan Jie took off his robe, wrapped it around Xiao Liu's body, and rushed down the mountain without stopping.

After finally going down the mountain, he was about to carry Xiao Liu straight to the medical hall in the city, when a group of officers and soldiers suddenly appeared beside him.

The leader is none other than Zhou Nan.

"It was you who took my son away and delayed the good time for his treatment?"

Zhou Nan said with a murderous look on his face.

"He's dying! Save him!"

Lan Zhan said hoarsely.

Zhou Nan ignored him, but pointed his sword straight at his face, and at the same time ordered the officers and soldiers behind him sharply, "Surround him! Don't let him escape!"

"Stop beating! I beg you all to stop beating! Hurry up and save Xiao Liu!"

Lan Jue knelt down on both knees, wailing loudly, deeply grieved, and completely lost his composure.

There was a sense of misery and madness all over the body.