After the failed assassination of the powerful minister

Zhizhou Mansion was full of smoke and flames.Outside the mansion, the people were bringing water to put out the fire, but it was almost useless. The fire was so intense that unless it rained, it would be difficult to put it out.

Inside the magistrate's mansion, Cen Xian bent over, a large piece of skin fell off his hand, and the blood was so bloody that it hurt to look at it.Several Jinyi guards were dead or wounded, twisting and crutching in the room.

Under his hand was a burly man holding a mace, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, as if his internal organs had been crushed, with pieces of minced meat sticking to his mouth.The killers who came over like him were almost wiped out, and their bodies were lying around.

The door of the room was kicked into a big hole, which was knocked out when Jin Yiwei was kicked in during the previous fight.Cen Xian exerted strength with his hands, snapped the subordinate's neck, and leaned back against the mahogany pillar.

He couldn't walk anymore.

At the same time, the beams in front of the door collapsed and hit the floor heavily, blocking the only way out.The crackling sound of burning firewood mixed with the painful cries of the people around rang in Cen Xian's ears.

The ignited fire dust made him cough, and the flame was getting closer and closer to Cen Xian. The place on his hand that had been bleeding was almost dried by the fire, but because the wound was so painful that he was about to lose consciousness. He didn't feel it at all.

A masked assassin in black pulled himself out of the burning wooden beam, rolled on the ground for a moment, extinguished the flames on his body, and staggered towards Cen Xian with the sword in his hand.

Shang Zhi on the side shouted: "Master!!"

He was stabbed in the thigh with a knife, and he couldn't make it through.

The black-clothed assassin didn't even look at him for a moment, nor did he stop in his footsteps. The jade plaque around his waist swayed as he walked, and the word "worry" was engraved on the plaque.

The long sword drew a deep long mark on the floor, and after walking into Cen Xian, he raised his sword and stabbed at Cen Xian's chest!

Just halfway through the sword movement, a horizontal knife came in from the side, and the sword was thrown flying!

The black-clothed assassin was startled. As soon as he raised his head, he was kicked to the ground. The sharp horizontal knife rushed towards him. He turned his head suddenly. The stone splash hit him in the face!

He hurriedly rolled to the side, dodging a fist, and just stood up from the ground when he saw the young man in his early twenties, with sparks on his body, slipping the horizontal knife from the stone slab!

The young man's peach blossom eyes were reddened by the flames.

"Bangdang-"

Another thick beam fell between them, separating them. The black-clothed assassin glanced at Cen Xian in the distance, tapped his toes, and left.

Shuo Wang breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and ran towards Cen Xian, the scorching flames licked their skin, Shuo Wang felt his face was hot, his eyes were not sure if they were smoked, they were very red.

His heartbeat stopped for a moment when he saw the injury on Cen Xian's body, and he even had difficulty breathing.Then he knelt down halfway, and stretched out his hand to brush away Cen Xian's blood-stained hair.

What came into view was a face stained with blood, Cen Xian's eyes were closed tightly, and his lips were white from the heat.

"Cen Xian—" Shuo Wang's eyes were sour, and he called out to the person in front of him with a trembling voice, "Wake up."

Cen Xian vaguely heard someone calling his name, and opened his eyes to look at the person in front of him in a daze. He saw a gray figure under the firelight so familiar that he could recognize it at a glance.He thought he was hallucinating when he was dying, and subconsciously whispered: "Ah Shuo?"

The moment the voice fell, he was hugged in his arms.

The embrace trembled slightly.

It's not an illusion, it's real.

Cen Xian raised his hand with great effort, caressing Shuo Wang's back, his consciousness was on the verge of disappearing.In a daze, he remembered a long time ago, when they slept together on the couch, when thunder rang out at night, the young man beside him turned around and hugged him, saying that he was afraid.

He knew that the boy at that time was just acting like a baby by thunder, but he would still reach out and pat the boy on the back, saying softly: "Don't be afraid."

Cen Xian's voice contained the smell of scorched blood, and it was so bitter that it was almost inaudible amidst the whirring fire.

He said softly, "Don't be afraid—"

Shuo Wang's tears fell in an instant.

The beams that were on fire from the top fell down with a bang, and "bang--" hit them beside them.

There was fire all around, and they couldn't get out soon.

Shuo Wang hugged Cen Xian and stood up.

No matter what, he wanted to take Cen Xian out.

The people outside were still fighting the fire, Zifu didn't catch up with Shuo Wang, and stomped outside anxiously, Xiao Liuyi, who had just caught Huo Le, came back and saw the scene, took a few steps, and plopped to his knees on the ground.

Jiang Jinyue's eyes were red, she rolled up her sleeves and started to fetch water, followed by the people beside her to put out the fire.

At this moment, it suddenly rained from the sky, the pattering raindrops changed from large to small, and fell with a splash, Jiang Jinyue was stunned for a moment, and then saw a scorched man holding a man in gray clothes coming out.

Jiang Jinyue threw the tub violently and ran towards the two.

Shuowang was almost suffocated by the smoke, his legs went limp as soon as he walked out, he knelt down on the ground hugging Cen Xian, but his arms hugged Cen Xian tightly.No matter who approached him, he refused to let go, even Zifu couldn't persuade him.

Jiang Jinyue knelt beside them, almost crying: "Shuowang, let him go, let me see—"

Shuo Wang raised her eyes vigilantly, and slowly let go of her hand after seeing Jiang Jinyue.

Jiang Jinyue tremblingly stretched out her hand, and touched Cen Xian's neck. A slight pulse came, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and murmured: "There is help—and there is help!"

As soon as the sound came out, several people hurriedly sent the two of them back to Suo Mingmen.

The heavy rain came just in time, and the fire was extinguished shortly after. Two of Jin Yiwei survived, and one of them was Shang Zhi.

They were also sent to Suo Mingmen.

Shuowang was not seriously injured, but the flesh on his hand was burned by the fire when he escaped from the sea of ​​flames. The doctor of Suomingmen gave him medicine and it was over.

Cen Xian was not so lucky.

There were several injuries on his body, which were shocking.

Jiang Jinyue was sweating to deal with the wound on his body. Pots of blood were brought out of the room. Shuo Wang silently watched the people coming and going, and walked into the room.

In the room, Shang Zhi, who is still sane, is talking to Xiao Liu.

"Xu Zhiyi ordered people to poison us, but we saw through it. We followed the clues and arrested a few members of the Pedestrian Gang who were working for them, and tortured them to find out where Xu Zhiyi was."

"We went to arrest Xu Zhiyi first, but Huo Le was unable to catch him because of the Turkic guards. Later, you took Jin Yiwei to find Huo Le. When I went back to Jin Yiwei, the master ordered me to take Xu Zhiyi to the prison. When I came back, I saw more than ten An assassin is coming towards the master."

"There are people from the imperial court there, wearing jade waist cards."

"Later, they broke into Zhizhou's mansion hall and accidentally ignited the candle..."

"Later, during the fight..." Shang Zhi couldn't help but tremble, "We were about to die... My leg was nailed to the ground with a knife, and the master killed most of the assassins by himself..."

Shuo Wang didn't listen to the latter words.

His eyes fell on the unconscious Cen Xian over there.

Jiang Jinyue was using a machete to gouged out all the broken and charred flesh on Cen Xian's body.Although he was quick and ruthless, Shuo Wang heard Cen Xian's muffled groan: "Uh—"

But it was only for a moment, and soon those cries of pain were subconsciously swallowed by Cen Xian.

Shuo Wang's heart tightened, feeling that all internal organs had been pulled out by the lying person.

Soon, Cen Xian opened his watery eyes and woke up from the pain!

He held Jiang Jinyue's hand, his voice was too low to be heard.Shuowang saw that Jiang Jinyue's face was turning blue, but he didn't dare to speak loudly, and spoke slowly: "It's okay, everyone in the prison has been rescued."

After these words, Cen Xianxu let go of Jiang Jinyue's hand, and passed out again.

Shuo Wang moved a little closer, and saw the intertwined scars on Cen Xian's body through the light of the fire.He suddenly felt that his eyes had been stabbed, and the pain was severe.

What I saw in the hot spring pool that day was just the tip of the iceberg.

Jiang Jinyue was busy until midnight, pulling out all the long needles on Cen Xian's body before thinking about taking a rest. When she turned her head, she saw Shuo Wang standing behind him like a ghost, staring straight at Cen Xian.

Seeing Jiang Jinyue looking at him, he quickly lowered his eyes and said softly, "Go and rest, I will watch over him in the second half of the night."

Jiang Jinyue pointed to the injury on his hand, and deliberately lowered her voice for fear of disturbing Cen Xian: "You are also a patient, so get out of here and go to sleep!"

"It's okay." Shuowang twitched the corners of his mouth, and said in a low voice, almost pleading, "Let me guard him, I want to watch him."

Jiang Jinyue looked at the two of them, and vaguely guessed something in her heart. After a moment of "hey", she let go, "Then you stay with him, and call me immediately if you need anything."

After he left the bedroom, only Cen Xian who was lying down and Shuo Wang who was standing were left in the room.

Shuo Wang half knelt down beside the bed, and stretched out his hand to brush away the hair on the side of Cen Xian's forehead.Cen Xian's light breath passed over his palm, as if he had been burned by the hottest fire in the world, he suddenly withdrew his hand.

"Why don't you recognize me?" Shuo Wang said softly, "You recognized me from the beginning, right?"

That's why he let him go, and brought him, the assassin, the killer back to Jinyiwei as soon as they met.

Shuowang lowered her head, curled her fingers uneasily, and said in a softer voice, "You weren't so cruel to me before."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cen Xian opened his eyes, which were slightly out of focus.Shuo Wang was taken aback, and just about to turn around to call Jiang Jinyue, Cen Xian grabbed his hand.

Cen Xian's hand was very cold, and there were fine wounds on it, he rubbed it lightly.

Shuowang's throat choked up, before he could speak, he found that Cen Xian's movements had stopped.

He fell asleep again.

At that time, the rain outside the window had not stopped, and the wind and rain hit the window, whistling.It is extremely cold at night in the south of the Yangtze River in winter, making people shiver.

Shuowang took a deep breath, warmed his hands around his neck, and rubbed them a few times until his hands became warm.

He held Cen Xian's hand, and pressed his forehead against the white but bloodless hand.