After the rebirth, the way the prince looks at me has changed

Chen Moyun waited until there was no movement outside the tent before digging out the medicine bag he had hidden in the crevice beside the bed just now, and poured the medicine powder into the sachet. He had to find a chance tomorrow for Anyi to take it.

As soon as he tied the sachet to his waist, the tent door was opened, it was Si Muqing.

"Brother, Your Highness invites you to come over." Her complexion was still a little bad, and her voice was not as full of energy as before.

"The antidote, hasn't An Yicheng given it to you yet?" So many things happened in a series in the past few days that he hadn't had time to understand Si Muqing's situation.

"Brother, don't worry, it's Ah Qing's fault that is attributable to His Highness, not because he was dragged down by him."

He knew that these were just words Si Muqing used to comfort himself, and he felt even more guilty.

The three women Lin Wenqiu, Xiao Li, and Si Muqing all regard him as their elder brother, but sometimes he wants these three younger sisters to protect him, and even drags the three of them down. He is really a useless elder brother.

An Yicheng sympathized with his body and specially prepared a carriage.

Chen Moyun leaned against the window, while Si Muqing straddled the horse in the front of the car, speechless for a moment.

The sky has gradually darkened, and the wind is slightly strong, blowing waves of water on the surface of Laibo Lake. The lanterns that were put down yesterday were driven into the water and slowly floated up again.

"Did Ah Qing put up lanterns yesterday? What wish did you make?" Chen Moyun asked softly.

The woman's hand holding the whip stopped for a moment, but then quickly swung it down. She looked towards the lake, as if she was looking for the one she put down yesterday, and her eyes gradually became disappointed.

She said: "The one I put seems to have... turned over!"

Chen Moyun also looked over with her eyes, wanting to say something comforting, but he didn't know what to say.

"Brother, on one side is your savior, who raised you and raised you, and was never harsh on you." She slowed down her horse, "on the other side is someone who loves you and you love, how should you choose? "

This is indeed a difficult question to answer.

Chen Moyun bent over and walked to sit next to Si Muqing, and gently hugged her into his arms, the strong woman finally broke down and sobbed unbearably.

"Silly girl, don't be afraid, brother will do everything, even if it costs his life, he will protect you and An Zexi." He patted her on the back lightly.

Si Muqing raised his head, then shook his head again, "No need...brother, this is my...my business."

"Silly Ah Qing, I'm your elder brother. How can a brother see his sister in a dilemma and do nothing?" Chen Moyun patted her head with extreme gentleness.

The two of them packed up their emotions and arrived at their destination without knowing it.

This is a small hunting ground, which is one-tenth of the main hunting ground. When the carriage stopped, the first thing Chen Moyun saw was a bloody man covered in welts.

The man's limbs and neck were put in iron chains, and they were respectively tied around the waist of five guards on horseback. The man's mouth was slightly open, and blood was constantly oozing out, as if his tongue had been cut. His eyes were wide open. Covered with bright red bloodshot eyes, he stared unwillingly at the calm and composed Anyicheng on the stage.

Seeing Chen Moyun get out of the car, Anyicheng threw the dagger he was holding into the distance. There was a piece of dark red meat stuck in the dagger, which should be the tongue of the man lying on the ground.

He got up, soaked the handkerchief with water from the kettle, carefully wiped off the blood on his hands, and then walked towards Chen Moyun.

The autumn wind lifted his hair, and there was a smile in his eyes. He obviously had an approachable face, but his personality was really not very approachable.

"Ayun, I've avenged you!" With bright eyes, he looked at Chen Moyun expectantly, as if he was waiting for a smile or a compliment from Chen Moyun.

Chen Moyun showed no expression, and looked at the dying man again, only to realize that it was Zhao Ping.

He ignored An Yicheng, coldness poured into his eyes, and he walked towards Zhao Ping completely uncontrollably.

Anyicheng's smile froze on his face, and he looked at Chen Moyun worriedly. Chen Moyun still seemed very unhappy.

On the huge withered yellow ground, a man in white walked down the steps step by step, towards the bloody man.

His expression was calm, and his eyes were as calm as an abyss. He obviously didn't look scary at all, but Zhao Ping, who was lying on the ground and had resigned himself to his fate, suddenly struggled like crazy.

This expression can only be seen by Lin Luobai, who is extremely angry. At that time, Zhao Ping was just a small soldier. He was seriously injured like other soldiers. Nan Guoyin was unconscious because of excessive blood loss. They Pin all your hopes on the coach - Lin Luobai.

Lin Luobai did not disappoint them either, he put down Nan Guoyin in his arms, stood up tremblingly, holding a long sword in his hand, and coldness welled up in his eyes.

His expression was calm, but every step he took was full of aura, which shocked fifty enemies to retreat unconsciously.

Lin Luobai only said, "Whoever hurts Ah Yin will surely die!"

He no longer cares about martial arts, his tactics are extremely cruel, his eyes, muscles and tendons are all his targets, if he wants to make them unable to move, he can only die slowly in pain.

During the time of a stick of incense, the whole field wailed, and he himself was bruised, and finally he couldn't bear it and fell heavily in a pool of blood.

Memories echoed in front of his eyes, and he couldn't tell whether it was the mortal Chen Moyun or the ghost Lin Luobai who was in front of him.Suddenly his pupils dilated, as if thinking of something, his face was pale.

It must be that Lin Luobai came back to avenge Lin Wenqiu. Lin Luobai was going to drag him into the endless hell, torture him forever, and make him have no peace after death.

Under the extreme fear, Zhao Ping overcame the pain in his body. He gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead popped out, his hands clenched into fists, and his whole body was exerting force. The wound burst open and blood flowed continuously.

Suddenly, the five guards were pulled backwards by the sudden pull, and they fell to the ground one after another.

"Ayun, come back!" Anyicheng pulled off the dark red long whip from Su Ziyu's waist, and jumped in front of Chen Moyun. It was at this time that Zhao Ping punched him.

The powerful impact hit his stomach, his internal organs seemed to be kneaded together, and then suddenly separated, the pain made him break out in cold sweat, a mouthful of blood sprayed onto Zhao Ping, and he fell backwards.

Chen Moyun sideways avoided An Yicheng who fell towards him, and walked straight towards Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping was like a balloon full of air, all his strength had been vented just now, facing Chen Moyun at this moment, he could only keep retreating.

"Qiyuan." It was Zhao Ping's baby name, and he only told Lin Luobai this name, "Come down and die for me!"

After leaving the Yao army, and with Lin Luobai's death, no one ever called him like that again!

A few cold words made Zhao Ping collapse. He hurriedly knelt on the ground, kept kowtow, opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't say anything, what replaced his voice was the continuous flow of blood .

Zhao Ping was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, as if he had remembered something, he took out a piece of yellowish hem cloth from his bosom, it was the cloth left over when Lin Luobai broke up with Zhao Ping and cut off his robe.

Chen Moyun sneered, knelt down, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and tore it to pieces. "Now you really want me to miss the old love. When you did that to Wenqiu, why didn't you think of me!"

He spoke in a low voice, only Zhao Ping and him could hear clearly.

Zhao Ping shook his head remorsefully, pulled up the corner of Chen Moyun's clothes, convinced that the person in front of him was Lin Luobai who came from hell.

"Qiyuan, come down and die for me!" Chen Moyun emphasized again, with the majesty of a general who could not resist.

Zhao Ping was at a loss, with a desperate expression. Suddenly, seeing a big rock on the ground, he rolled and scrambled, as if relieved, and slammed into it heavily.

Chen Moyun turned around and walked in front of Su Ziyu and Anyicheng.

"Your Highness is here to save you, why didn't you catch His Highness!" Su Ziyu was also seriously injured, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and one hand was weak and seemed to be dislocated. He was angry and annoyed, and questioned Chen Moyun.

Fortunately, he was one step faster, otherwise, with this powerful impact, their Highness might have lost half of their lives.

An Yicheng lay weakly on Su Ziyu's body, he also wanted to know why Chen Moyun didn't catch him, did he just not care about his life or death?

Chen Moyun turned a deaf ear to Su Ziyu's questioning, and drew the long sword from Su Ziyu's waist.

Su Ziyu panicked for a while, and quickly moved her body to block An Yicheng. Even Si Muqing, who was far away, grasped the long sword at her waist. She frowned slightly, not knowing who to help.

"Your Highness thinks I won't be able to hide?"

Chen Moyun chuckled, swung his sword and cut off the corner of the clothes that Zhao Ping had just grabbed, and threw it on Zhao Ping's face.

"Ah Qing, let's go back!" As soon as he got into the carriage, he felt something was wrong again.

When Anyicheng saw him looking at him, his disappointment was swept away, and he still couldn't let go of his loneliness.

Chen Moyun walked up to him and bowed politely: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your fulfillment."

that's all?no!Gudu is injured like this, at least he has a princess to hug him!If you can't hold it, you can carry it!If it really doesn't work, resist him and get into the carriage, it will work!

Chen Moyun squatted down, and An Yicheng's eyes lit up with joy again.

"Guard Su." Chen Moyun took Su Ziyu's dislocated hand, "Be patient, it will hurt a little!" His tone was gentle.

After finishing speaking, Su Ziyu's hand was restored.

Seeing his leaving back, An Yicheng gave Su Ziyu a hard look, if Su Ziyu didn't catch Gu, then the one who got dislocated now would be Gu, then A Yun would be the one who took over for Gu.

"Chen Moyun, His Highness is injured, so it's inconvenient to ride a horse..." Su Ziyu saw that they were going to leave, and quickly said that he himself didn't care, but His Highness, who is a golden branch and a jade leaf, can't bear to be rushed around anymore.

"Your Highness." Sitting at the front of the car, Chen Moyun deliberately paused, and then said slowly, "Can't you?"

"Why can't Gu!" Anyicheng helped Su Ziyu stand up, with a look of no hindrance, "It's just a small injury, Ah Yun will go first, Gu will come here!"

Chen Moyun smiled, and drove into the night with Si Muqing in the carriage.

As soon as the carriage left, An Yicheng slumped on the ground, forcing a person to a desperate situation. The explosive force under despair was so powerful. He looked at Zhao Ping's body. How could such a person who refused to die no matter what? Suicide all of a sudden!

"Qiyuan, come down and die for me" An Yicheng said these words silently in his heart. He had his back to Chen Moyun, but judging from Zhao Ping's reaction, he didn't need to think about how much Chen Moyun was at that time. It's terrible!

He seems to like him even more, only such a person can match him!