The Way of the Demon Cult Leader Chasing His Wife

"you you--"

Jiang Yanqiu was trembling with anger, Zhang Lan closed her eyes tightly and remained silent.She lowered her head, anticipating the coming slap.

Unexpectedly, a sigh fell on his ear, and fell heavily.

"Sorry," she said, "you didn't end up here with me."

Zhang Lan raised her head.

Those calloused hands caressed Zhang Lan's cheeks, leaving behind a burst of coolness, which diffused into his heart, burning it up.

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On this day, someone came to the besieged General's Mansion.The man was carrying a wooden box, wearing a white robe, and looked thin and weak.

Zhang Lan recognized him, that man's name was He Chuanbai, the tenth generation head of the hundreds of years pharmacy known as the Xinglin He family.He has known hundreds of herbs since he was a child, and he has memorized hundreds of medicinal books by heart. His medical skills are superb.The general was happiest whenever he came, and the little bits of joy could be seen in his eyes.

The General's Mansion has been under siege these years, and he bribed the guards to come over from time to time and bring all kinds of medicines he made.Sometimes when he has nothing to do, He Chuanbai will teach Zhang Lan to recognize medicinal materials.

This man looked weak, but it is said that he chased Jiang Yanqiu to the desert without telling the elders of He's family.They chased him for several years, and finally he came back with Jiang Yanqiu when he came back.

He Chuanbai and Zhang Lan each sat on a small wooden bench outside in the snow and poured medicine for Jiang Yanqiu.

"Zhang Lan is now more and more heroic."

Seeing Zhang Lan staring at the pot without making a sound, He Chuanbai smiled and said, "It seems like you were a thin little girl before."

Zhang Lan held her chin and said, "Uncle He, what kind of medicine is this?"

He Chuanbai stuffed some dead branches as firewood, and said: "Take care of your body, Yanqiu has suffered from the root of her disease in the desert, and she will have a dull pain every time this cold weather comes."

He sighed, "It would be great if we could take her back to the He Mansion, but it's a pity, I don't know when this ban will be issued..."

Zhang Lan nodded.

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In a blink of an eye, it was the New Year's Eve, and the palace was decorated with lights and festoons inside and out, filled with a festive atmosphere.

The main hall was brightly lit, and the maids carrying delicious food filed in. Everyone sat in their seats, while Jiang Hong sat on the dragon chair on the high platform.

The banquet was extravagant, with amber ornaments, emerald cups, gold and jade lamps, and even the light and thin red gauze hanging down was woven from silk.

Liquor, tea, delicacies and delicacies were all available, and the gifts presented by the ministers were arranged in a row, all kinds and dazzling, it can be said that it was a waste of time.

"Boom-"

When the drums sounded, the dancers in light mantles and red gauze danced gracefully to the silk and bamboo orchestra.

The slender waist was wrapped in the neon dress, showing a somewhat graceful figure.Everyone stared at the group of dancers intently, and only sighed that they were pleasing to the eye.

Especially the lead dancer, with a red gauze tied on her face.The tulle was placed on the bridge of the nose, covering part of the face, only the eyes remained, but it still made people feel distracted.

The music became more intense, and the dance steps became more hurried.

The dancers are still spinning in the hall with their bodies as axes.The water sleeves fluttered one after another, and they fell in the eyes like lights and shadows, and they were a little dazzled and overwhelmed for a while.

Sitting on the dragon chair, Jiang Hong watched the Nishangwu with great interest, thinking that perhaps he could keep the best-looking one and take it as a harem to enjoy slowly.

The lead dancer was also a sensible person, she gracefully danced in front of Jiang Hong, stepped on the steps with her feet, but did not take a step forward.

Jiang Hong nodded slightly as a signal, and then the lead dancer smiled and walked up with small steps.

The dark eyes looked at the person, full of watery light, full of timid affection, which made people feel a burst of affection.

"Your Majesty, be careful—!"

The dancer girl looked weak and pitiful one second, but she suddenly exploded in the next second, took out a pale dagger from her sleeve, and stabbed straight at the emperor's abdomen.

Although she moved quickly and at the right time, she still underestimated the strength of the emperor's guards.

The dagger barely scratched the dragon robe, and the dancer was kicked by the imperial guards, rolled off the stage, and fell to the center of the hall.

"Escort, escort!"

The guards rushed in and restrained the leading dancer.Zhu Xianyu's chime stopped instantly, and the other dancers were all dumbfounded, and there was a lot of noise in the hall.

The lead dancer was in pain in her abdomen and couldn't resist, so she let the guards grab her arms, forced her to kneel on the ground, and yelled:

"Dog Emperor!"

The veil fell apart during the struggle, and fell to the ground, revealing its original charming appearance.

She was so beautiful, even though she was furious, she was still a bit more beautiful than the fairy in the painting.

"Jiang Hong, you are a wolf-hearted dog, you will die!"

"—The body is eaten by beasts, and the rest of the corpse is eaten by ants!"

"Bold!" The guard who held the dancer was frightened by her disrespectful words, he grabbed the dancer's hair and knocked her head to the ground: "How dare you insult the Holy Majesty like this! "

The dancer girl's head was slammed to the ground, and blood streaks appeared, which was particularly dazzling on the white and jade-like skin.

"You girl is so interesting, you dare to assassinate me alone." Jiang Hong said slowly, "She was born so beautiful, it would be a pity to kill her."

"Hahahaha," the dancer laughed loudly, with a clear voice,

"If you want to kill, you have to kill Xi Ting Zun!"

Jiang Hong chuckled lightly and said, "Then let's kill him."

He pointed to the center of the hall with his finger, and said, "You don't need to drag it out, just cut it in the hall."

The dancer's hair was tightly packed, her upper body was bowed, and her head was thrown to the ground.

The guard was too strong, she raised her head with difficulty, and saw a pair of black boots walking slowly towards herself.

The long sword was unsheathed, and the sharp white tip of the sword was straight to the ground, glowing with a bright white light.

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At this time, someone came.

A person was leaning against the palace gate, no one knew how she came here, she held the red-tasseled gun and said: "Stop."

The voice was very soft, but it made the whole hall fall silent.

That voice was so familiar, Wu Ji raised her head abruptly, her eyes were full of disbelief, and she said in disbelief, "General! Don't come here!"

Jiang Yanqiu sighed, her body hadn't fully recovered yet, but the murderous aura around her made everyone in the hall tremble.

Jiang Yanqiu walked into the hall step by step, and stopped beside Zhang Lan.She threw the red tasseled spear on the ground casually, and made a respectful salute:

"I also ask the emperor to spare her life."

Jiang Hong looked like he had nothing to do with himself, he took a sip of fine wine leisurely, and said calmly: "Eldest princess, this person is going to kill me, how can he spare his life?"

Jiang Yanqiu knelt down slowly, and repeated: "I also ask the emperor to spare her life."

Zhang Lan struggled crazily, and the guards were staggered by her, so she had to intensify her efforts.There were several red marks on her arm, but she didn't care, and shouted:

"General—!"

"Why do you want to kneel him?! Why?!"

The bundled long hair was scattered and dragged on the ground, Zhang Lan was trapped in place in a panic.She shouted until her voice became hoarse, and finally she could only let out a few feeble whimpers.

Jiang Yanqiu bent down, kowtowed earnestly and carefully.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The room was completely silent, and no one dared to speak.

The sound of bones hitting the floor hit Zhang Lan one after another, leaving her covered in cuts and bruises, dripping with blood.

Until Jiang Hong said lightly:

"Stop it, it's annoying me."

Only then did Jiang Yanqiu raise his head, his forehead was already dripping with blood.

She raised her hand, wiped the dripping blood with her cuff, and said in a calm voice, "I beseech the emperor to spare her life."

Jiang Hong didn't answer, but just looked at the two of them aloofly.

At this time, another person came out from the original seat.He flicked his hem and knelt down tremblingly. It was the prince Jiang Yucheng.

Jiang Yucheng was very panicked, but still bit the bullet and said, "I beg, father, to spare her life."

Only then did Jiang Hong's expression fluctuate, and he said, "Prince? Why, you want to take it back after you like it?"

Jiang Yucheng trembled in fright, and he couldn't speak clearly: "No, no, it's just that my son thinks... this, New Year's Eve, it's not suitable...not suitable... ..”

Jiang Hong waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to say any more, and said, "Okay, okay, sure."

Jiang Yucheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did Jiang Yanqiu show some joy. She was about to thank her, but Jiang Hong spoke again, and said leisurely: "Death is inevitable, but life is inevitable."

He looked at Zhang Lan, thought for a moment, and said, "Fifty boards."

"Your Majesty, she can't bear it!!"

Zhang Lan was crying to the point where she could no longer resist, allowing herself to be dragged out of the hall.

There was red water in the pitch-black eyes, reflecting the scene in the temple darkly.

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Zhang Lan was finally carried back by Jiang Yanqiu.

Blood gurgled all over the ground, spreading wantonly on the white jade bricks, reflecting the sky a light red color.

The [-]th fell down firmly, and Zhang Lan was beaten half to death, as if all the bones in her body were shattered.

On the same day, she developed a high fever, and she fell on the quilt and was delirious from the fever, muttering nonsense in her mouth.

Drowsy and sleepy for an unknown amount of time, she opened her eyes in a trance, and seemed to see two people sitting beside her in a daze, one looked like a general, and the other looked like He Bo.

The sound fell on top of her head intermittently, as if separated by a layer of veil, she couldn't hear clearly.

"...Please...this child has been with me for so long..."

"...Do your best...Bring it out without telling the elders...If you survive tonight, you can still be saved...just..."

Sleepiness flooded in like a tide, and she was gently hugged in his arms. Zhang Lan closed her eyes and fell into the warmth.The last trace of consciousness drifted in the darkness and gradually sank.

A candle was lit in front of the bed, flickering on and off, as if it was about to burn out.

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Jiang Yucheng secretly brought some medicine, but he didn't know the ingredients, so he could only take some randomly.He couldn't stay long, so he put down the herbs and left.

He Chuanbai hurried over after receiving Jiang Yanqiu's letter.Without telling the elders of He's family, he brought all kinds of extremely precious herbs.

After administering the medicine, he and Jiang Yanqiu guarded Zhang Lan overnight.

Zhang Lan was still unconscious until the sky broke.He Chuanbai checked her breath, and there was still a slight breath.

He let out a breath and told Jiang Yanqiu to rest first, while he took the medicine jar to cook the medicine.Jiang Yanqiu was also extremely exhausted. When she woke up, it was already daylight. She walked out the door wearing a long robe, and happened to see He Chuanbai still boiling medicine.

He Chuanbai didn't return all night, so he had to rush back to He's house.

He instructed Jiang Yanqiu to take the medicine, and Jiang Yanqiu wrote down everything one by one.He Chuanbai hesitated for a while, and finally said:

"Zhang Lan's physique is different from ordinary people, it seems a bit strange? Anyway, she recovered very quickly, don't worry."

Jiang Yanqiu nodded, and sent him to the door. He Chuanbai looked back with some nostalgia, and said softly:

"Yanqiu...you should also pay attention to your body and rest more."

Only then did Jiang Yanqiu smile a little, and said, "Understood, idiot."

He Chuanbai left, the door was closed again, Jiang Yanqiu put his hands on the wooden door, and sighed deeply.

"Bangdang-"

There was a loud noise, Jiang Yanqiu was startled, and turned around quickly.

I saw Zhang Lan's clothes were thin, and she walked out of the house at some point. She was slumped on the ground, and in front of her was the red-tasseled gun that had fallen on the ground.

"General."

Her eyes were blank, and even the last light was extinguished and merged into the lonely darkness.

"I...I can't hold a weapon anymore, I can't practice martial arts anymore."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jiang Yanqiu came over in a hurry, touched Zhang Lan's forehead, and was startled by the scorching heat.

"Nonsense, what are you doing outside the house." She took off her robe and put it on Zhang Lan, and pushed her back into the house, "What should I do if I'm cold."

Zhang Lan lay back on the bed again, crying as she spoke:

"General, I'm so useless."

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Blessings are unparalleled, and misfortunes do not come singly.

Dark clouds rolled in from the south, and the army of the Song Dynasty also marched northward, with overwhelming momentum, but it was already under pressure on the second day of the Lunar New Year.

Song Qi, the crown prince of the Song Dynasty, led the army. This man was handsome and unparalleled in talent. He used the army as if he had the help of a god.He led [-] elite troops to surround the last city of Jiang Kingdom.

The flames lasted for ten miles, and people in the city were panicked for a while. The high-ranking officials and nobles were all packing up their belongings and preparing to escape from the city overnight.

It's just that when they managed to get out of the city, they were frightened by Song's army and fled back. They cowered and hid in their own compound, praying to no avail.

Zhang Lan slept for a few days, but her consciousness was still not clear.

She was hugged by He Chuanbai in a daze, and felt a little strange: "Uncle He...? Where are we going?" She raised her head slightly, only to see He Chuanbai's serious face, silent keep silent.

The door of the General's Mansion was wide open, and Jiang Yanqiu was already waiting outside the door, dressed in fine iron armor and carrying a red-tasseled spear.

She was holding two steeds in her hand, and she was already carrying her burden, while Jiang Yucheng, dressed in plain white clothes, was standing timidly beside Jiang Yanqiu.

"Hurry up, time is running out."

Jiang Yanqiu helped carry Zhang Lan to the horse.Jiang Yucheng was alone with a horse, while He Chuanbai took Zhang Lan, who was still a little feverish, with a horse.

Jiang Yanqiu settled the people down, but he himself had no intention of coming with them.She handed the reins to He Chuanbai's hands, and said: "Go out through the small gate behind the city, bypass the Song army and cross the mountain, and you will be Liaochuan."

Zhang Lan leaned against He Chuanbai's arms, stared blankly at Jiang Yanqiu, and said:

"General...?"

Jiang Yanqiu stood in the wind, with red tassels fluttering on the spear, like scorching fireworks.

"Go north all the way, don't look back."

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On the city wall, Jiang Yanqiu rested his hands on the moss-covered bricks, looking at the solemn soldiers of the Jiang Kingdom below the wall.

No one spoke, they looked at Jiang Yanqiu, waiting for her to speak.Everyone knew that Jiangguo had been completely surrounded, but they still stayed.

Jiang Yanqiu's cloak was scattered in the wind, making a sound of hunting.

"If you have a family, a wife and children, you can disarm and retire."

Jiang Yanqiu said, "The rest follow me."

"This battle has to be fought. If you want to lose, you need to lose it openly. If you want to die, you need to die generously."

She spoke every word, sonorously and forcefully.

"The flesh can be gouged out, but the spine cannot be bent or broken."

"We will use our heads and blood to preserve the last vestige of our great country and century-old foundation."

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The horseshoes galloped and stomped on the snow quickly, leaving small pits.Snowflakes splashed all over the place, and the few people bumped and bumped all the way to the front of the mountain that Jiang Yanqiu said.

Jiang Yucheng looked at the snow-covered mountain and asked hesitantly, "Uncle He, which way should we go?"

He Chuanbai stopped the horse, observed carefully, pointed in a direction with his finger, and said: "Go north, you look at this kind of red grass that looks like a sickle, whichever side has more red grass, go to whichever side. "

Jiang Yucheng looked at him, and asked in a daze, "Uncle He, what do you mean by 'you'...?"

He Chuanbai looked at him and smiled, "You take Zhang Lan with you."

He was still carrying his own medicine box, looking like a thin doctor, and the robe looked extraordinarily loose on him.

His five fingers with distinct joints tightly clung to the reins, He Chuanbai said:

"—I want to go back and find Yanqiu."

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Zhang Lan coughed a few times, feeling tight in her chest and a little out of breath.

Jiang Yucheng looked back at her, worried: "Hey, Zhang Lan, are you okay?"

Zhang Lan couldn't speak, she kept coughing intermittently, her five fingers gathered the clothes on her chest, and her fingertips turned slightly white from the exertion.

Jiang Yucheng stopped the horse and said without doubt: "Let's take a rest."

"Jiangyu City."

Zhang Lan said something weakly.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yucheng whispered, "You're still hot, let's rest for a while."

Zhang Lan finally took a breath and said, "Jiang Yucheng, get the hell out of here."

Jiang Yucheng was stunned: "Hey, what do you mean?"

Zhang Lan turned over and jumped off the horse. The moment she landed, her knees softened and she was a little unstable, but she quickly stabilized her figure, looked back at Jiang Yucheng, and said:

"Don't you understand?—get out of my way."

"Zhang Lan? What do you mean?!"

Jiang Yucheng didn't understand, he also turned over and jumped down, holding the horse's rein and trying to pull Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan slapped his hand away, her eyes were cold: "Jiang Yucheng, I hate you."

"Zhang Lan, what do you mean?" Jiang Yucheng was a little anxious, "Why, aren't we good friends?"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Zhang Lan laughed like a madman, her slender fingers grabbed Jiang Yucheng's collar suddenly, and her veins bulged.She looked at Jiang Yucheng coldly, and said word by word:

"Your good father killed my parents and the people of the world. Now even the general will die for him."

"How can you tell me not to hate?"

Jiang Yucheng was speechless, he could not refute.

Even though Jiang Hong treated him well, gave him a gift every birthday, and protected him in the harem, but he couldn't deny the extremely cruel things that Jiang Hong did.

"I get it now?"

Zhang Lan loosened his collar, tightened the white robe she was wearing, and said, "Go away now, I won't go with you."

Jiang Yucheng wiped his tears with his cuff, got on his horse, and left in the dust.

Zhang Lan stood where she was, and the heavy snow fell between her hair and poured into her sleeves, turning into a faint sigh:

"Unload the burden, let's go."

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The cold wind was howling, and Zhang Lan tightened her robe tightly, shivering from the cold.

She didn't take anything, just put Zhang Heng's inscription in her arms.Zhang Lan groped to find the path she had come from, and stumbled back.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and wherever one looked, there was a vast expanse of snow, and one could not see anything clearly, and it hurt people's eyes.Zhang Lan walked step by step, coughed twice, and muttered:

"I hate snow."

It is said that snowing is not cold, but melting snow is really cold.But Zhang Lan only felt dizzy every time she took a step.In the end, she had lost her direction, and she just walked forward blindly by instinct.

The cold air rushed up from between the feet, dragging the blood a little bit colder.The exhaled hot air turned into white mist in the air and curled up into the sky.

Zhang Lan tripped over something and fell to the ground.

She flung herself on the snow, and clusters of snowflakes poured into her collar, melting slowly when she touched her skin.Buried in the snow, Zhang Lan felt a little warm and was reluctant to get up.

Consciousness became very heavy, and she was a little sleepy.

A gust of wind blew past her ears, and the fishy smell choked her nose. Zhang Lan woke up with a jolt.She just rolled in the snow, turning over to face the gust of wind that was rushing towards her.

The animal teeth gnawed into her arm in front of her, tearing off a piece of flesh and blood, and the warm blood fell on the snow, forming a plum blossom-like shape.

It was a thin female wolf.

The wolf stared at him like a ghost, chewing the torn flesh in his jaws, and approached him step by step.The tearing pain in her arm pulled Zhang Lan back a little. She moved back a few steps and stared at the wolf through gritted teeth.

One man and one wolf confronted each other, and the female wolf looked hungry for many days, her stomach was rumbling, and she probably had no energy.She stepped on the snow and dealt with Zhang Lan patiently.

Fortunately, it is the left arm, and the right arm still has a little strength.Zhang Lan reached into her waist with her right hand, took out a small dagger that the general had brought to her, and held it tightly in her hand.

——I will not die here.

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Zhang Lan won, but the victory was a bit tragic.

The dagger finally sank into the neck of the female wolf, she whimpered and howled a few times, the wolf struggled, and finally gradually weakened and died.

Zhang Lan's condition was not good either. Her body was covered with bloody wounds, some were bitten, some were scratched by branches, and there were basically no good spots.

She pulled out the dagger, and the wolf's body fell on the snow, spreading blood.Her robe was torn, and the wound was soaked in snow water. She felt dizzy from the pain.

Zhang Lan sat on the same spot, spread her five fingers, and lay quietly in the bloody palm with the wound deep enough to see the bone——

A pale animal tooth.

When the she-wolf was about to bite her neck just now, Zhang Lan struggled desperately, and even snapped off the animal tooth.

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"Ugh-"

The horn sounded, and the city was broken.

The thick snow on the mountain was stimulated by the sound of the horn, and it instantly disintegrated and collapsed, and a vast soup poured down from the top of the mountain.

Zhang Lan had no strength for a long time, she seemed to have never heard of the torrential snow, and looked at the billowing smoke in the distance, but saw nothing in her eyes.

The general is dead, Jiang Guo is dead, what should she do?

lingering on like an ant, with this recovered life, continue to live without merit?

"what."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The laughter was choked intermittently by the blood overflowing her throat, and she burst into tears from laughing, endlessly sad.

Zhang Lan closed her eyes, and the torrential snow engulfed her.

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A prince in a war robe, his face was covered with blood, was constantly looking for countless corpses.

Not far away, a man in civilian clothes and carrying a medicine box was also eagerly looking for something.

The prince asked, "Who are you looking for?"

The man said: "I'm looking for my wife, the mother of two children, the best woman in the world."

The prince looked stunned, and said: "I'm looking for an unrivaled hero, a great general galloping on the battlefield. Ever since she shot me down on a horse when she was 16 years old, I will never forget her."

The man smiled, "May you find her."

The prince said: "Well, you too."