Spring Breeze Crossing Guanshan

During the few days when Wang Jinzhi and Cheng Yixuan stayed in the mansion for treatment, Guan Junchen already said that he did not want to see them again, but later he heard that Cheng Yixuan was too cold in the snow, and he still had a high fever after taking medicine for several days. .

He was a little worried, so he found a quieter time to visit.

The interior of Suyun Pavilion was very quiet, several braziers were burning very hotly, Cheng Yixuan was wearing plain clothes at this time, with a circle of white rabbit fur around his neckline, which made his pale face even more adorable look like.

Wang Jinzhi held a bowl of lotus seed porridge in his hand, and fed it spoonful by spoonful.After Cheng Yixuan stuttered, the two whispered a few words next to each other.

Probably because Wang Jinzhi said something again at this moment, Cheng Yixuan was so teased that he burst out laughing, and then leaned softly in Wang Jinzhi's arms.

Guan Junchen walked very lightly when he entered the room, and Wang Jinzhi suffered internal injuries, so the two people in the room didn't notice it for a while. He stood outside the screen and watched this scene, feeling a little sore in his heart, and stood there in a daze .

It was only when Cheng Yixuan raised his head that he noticed him, the young man's expression shrank instantly, and he pulled Wang Jinzhi's cuff timidly.

Cheng Yixuan has always been timid. When he was in the snow, he put his life and death aside before he had the courage to confront Guan Junchen, but now he has turned around, and he naturally returned to his previous temperament. When he saw Guan Junchen, It shrank back like a frightened little rabbit.

"My lord." Wang Jinzhi turned around, seeing that Guan Junchen was also surprised, he got up and saluted as usual, but his expression was still tense: "Why is your lord here?"

Guan Junchen knew that although he had exempted Wang Cheng and the other from the crimes, the two of them still had to be afraid of him. Although this was not surprising, it still made him feel a little uncomfortable, so he stepped back two times. step, said coldly: "This king has something to tell you."

"Yes."

Wang Jinzhi hastily followed out.

The two of them stood in the corridor one behind the other, when Guan Junchen turned around, Wang Jinzhi suddenly knelt down, lowered his head, and said in a trembling voice: "My lord, Jinzhi deserves to die."

Guan Junchen was startled, and before he could answer, Wang Jinzhi continued: "Jinzhi didn't know that, that day, that day, Mr. Yan actually left on that day. Your lord, you..."

Wang Jinzhi raised his head, with deep worry and worry in his expression, he thought for a while and said, "Although the lord said to let Jinzhi and Mr. Cheng go out of the mansion, but now...the lord has no one around, Jinzhi...it's better to stay here By your side, there is someone to take care of you."

He paused hesitantly when he said this, obviously he couldn't make up his mind and didn't know what Guan Junchen was thinking.

Guan Junchen understood that he went to Suyun Pavilion too fast that day, and Wang Jinzhi didn't have time to know the news of Yan Chunxi's departure, and now he got the letter in the past few days, although the relationship between the two is not as good as before, but they still miss him immediately his situation.

Guan Junchen was a little moved, but thinking that even Wang Jinzhi felt that Yan Chunxi would be severely injured if Yan Chunxi left. He really didn't want to be seen by outsiders, so he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy: "If you are willing to stay, your Baby may not be willing either, right?"

Wang Jinzhi hesitated for a moment, then thought for a moment: "My lord, please forgive me, Mr. Cheng, he was already terrified in the mansion, but now that he has been through this...he really doesn't want to stay. Mr. Cheng is sent to settle outside the city, and I would like to accompany you through this experience, and then, go meet him again."

Guan Junchen snorted, "Get up first."

After Wang Jinzhi got up, he continued calmly: "There is nothing wrong here, so you don't need to stay. Besides, I have already expelled you two from the house. Do you take it as a joke? I will spare you once, and I will see you later." You won’t be annoyed, so when you recover from your injuries, hurry up and take Cheng Yixuan out of Chang’an, the farther you go, the better—don’t let me see you again.”

Wang Jinzhi stood beside Guan Junchen, hesitantly not knowing what to say.

Snow light leaked in from one side and shone on Guan Junchen's face.

His hair was like black feathers, his face was like a crown of jade, and he was the first-class good-looking among the princes of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but it's only been a short month now, and his temples are already stained with traces of gray.

At this time, although his words were sharp, but for some reason, he still felt tired and vicissitudes.

Wang Jinzhi felt sad, turned his head and couldn't bear to look any more.

At this time, Guan Junchen suddenly heard a question: "I heard that Cheng Yixuan's legs were severely frostbited?"

"Yes……"

Wang Jinzhi hesitated for a moment. He didn't expect Guan Junchen to ask about Cheng Yixuan's injury, but he replied truthfully: "The doctor said that the cold was so severe that it hurt his bones. In the future, when the weather is cold, I'm afraid I have to suffer some hardships, so I have to take good care of it all the time, but even so, when I get old... it is inevitable that I will have mobility problems."

When he finished speaking, his tone became low.

Cheng Yixuan is the treasure in his heart. When he brought the boy back from the snow, he saw Cheng Yixuan's legs were purple from the cold, and he had lost any color. When he touched it, he felt that the tentacles were as cold as ice. I was so scared that my heart seemed to jump out of my chest.

As soon as the doctor came, he said that as long as there was a delay in having a cup of tea, the legs would be completely useless.

Wang Jinzhi still has lingering fears when he thinks about those days, not to mention that in the countless days of wind, frost, rain and snow in his long life in the future, that young man will have to suffer like needles, how can he not feel heartbroken.

It's just that talking too much now makes him feel like he's blaming Guan Junchen, so let's just leave it at that.

Guan Junchen was silent for a long time, finally shook his head, and walked away step by step.

……

Five days later, Wang Jinzhi and Cheng Yixuan left together.

As soon as Cheng Yixuan's fever subsided, he really didn't want to stay in the palace any longer, the two decided to leave in the early morning, they didn't intend to alarm Guan Junchen.

Wang Jinzhi bought a fairly spacious carriage for the journey and parked it outside the back door of the palace. Inside the carriage was covered with thick bedding and a stove was burning. , and wrapped animal skins around Cheng Yixuan's legs.

But when he came out again to check the horses, he suddenly found Guan Junchen wearing a brocade robe standing not far away.

"My lord—"

Wang Jinzhi was a little nervous, and was about to salute, but was stopped by Guan Junchen with a wave of his hand.

"Where is it settled?"

Guan Junchen asked.Maybe it's because separation is imminent, he is not as cold as before today.

"First go to the county town near Chang'an to cultivate... After that, I plan to go to Jingzhou, which is the hometown of Mr. Cheng."

Guan Junchen nodded when he heard the words: "The journey is quite long."

When he said this, he paused for a moment, and then asked, "Have you brought enough money? When you arrive in Jingzhou, you need some money to settle down and make a living."

As a prince, such trivial things are not something to worry about, but these two questions are really as gentle and steady as a big brother in a family.

Wang Jinzhi looked up at Guan Junchen, and his voice trembled for a moment.

"Jinzhi, Jinzhi has a lot of money on hand, the prince doesn't have to worry about it... I, I will call Xuan'er out to bid you farewell."

Luyao, Jingzhou, is thousands of miles away from Chang'an, and his trip——

In this life, maybe he and Guan Junchen will never see each other again.

He and Guan Junchen have been together for the past 20 years, and parting is imminent, and status seems to be no longer so important at last, only the reluctance and fetters are very real.

Thinking of this, Wang Jinzhi immediately wanted to kneel down to say goodbye, but suddenly Guan Junchen grabbed his arm.

He smiled after a long absence: "You are no longer in charge of my palace, so there is no need to salute like this."

"Don't ask Cheng Yixuan to come out either. I have treated him badly. These years...he has actually suffered a lot. You must treat him well in the future."

Guan Junchen's expression was quite calm when he spoke, obviously he no longer cared about the affair.

But the words "Treat him well" sounded in Wang Jinzhi's heart, but it was an indescribable emotion with thousands of thoughts——

Guan Junchen took a step back. Although he was wearing a graceful and brocade robe, he was like an ordinary Jianghu man. He cupped his fists at Wang Jinzhi and said calmly, "Take care."

Wang Jinzhi's nose suddenly soured.

He understood what Guan Junchen meant, so he looked dignified, stood up straight, and saluted with fists in the same way: "Take care."

He was facing Guan Junchen, but this time there was no distinction between superior and inferior, master and servant.

This sound of taking care has exhausted all the care and relief between him and Guan Junchen.

After the ceremony, Wang Jinzhi said nothing more.

He got on his horse and left the Ning Palace step by step with the carriage.

The world is vast, from now on he and Cheng Yixuan are free bodies.

……

……

……

Wang Jinzhi's nose suddenly soured.

He understood what Guan Junchen meant, so he looked dignified, stood up straight, and saluted with fists in the same way: "Take care."

He was facing Guan Junchen, but this time there was no distinction between superior and inferior, master and servant.

This sound of taking care has exhausted all the care and relief between him and Guan Junchen.

After the ceremony, Wang Jinzhi said nothing more.

He got on his horse and left the Ning Palace step by step with the carriage.

The world is vast, from now on he and Cheng Yixuan are free bodies.

On that day, Guan Junchen watched Wang Jinzhi's back gradually drift away in the hazy sky.

Over the past 30 years, step by step, he never thought that one day he would fall to this point.

He was born in the imperial palace, and he has the most noble blood in the world, and he has never lost his status as a prince, and he is a leader in both literary and martial arts.

How high-spirited he used to be - all the rivers and mountains of the Great Zhou Dynasty were allowed to gallop, and if there really was a high palace in this world, he also believed that he could proudly step on the top of the clouds.

When I was young and proud, how could I have imagined that the most dazzling arc of this life is actually fleeting and can never be pursued again.

Guan Junchen just stood there for a long time, this was probably the loneliest moment in his life.

Like an old man who is dying, before he dies, he looks around and finds no one around.

He should have felt gloomy and hopeless, but seeing Wang Jinzhi and Cheng Yixuan walking away hand in hand, he felt a moment of peace and calm in his heart.

He thought, when spring comes next year, Wang Cheng and Wang Cheng must have lived a happy life in Jingzhou. Such eager anticipation is like a wisp of wind, blowing away the wind and snow for the past few days. Dull and cold at the same time.

"My lord..."

At this time, a soft voice suddenly came from behind: "It's windy here, let me help you go back to the house and rest."

Guan Junchen turned his head, only to see that it was indeed Shuanglin standing behind him.

This young man was dressed much better than before. He wore a lake blue brocade robe and a luxurious fox fur collar around his neck. His complexion was snow-white, and his eyebrows and eyes were deliberately modified, making his pair of blue eyes charming and charming. Seeing Guan Junchen after a while, his voice became even sweeter: "Shuanglin ordered the kitchen to cook a bowl of ginseng soup for you...you drink it to nourish your body."

Guan Junchen glanced at Shuanglin noncommittally.

"How old are you?" He suddenly asked Shuanglin.

"This year will be seventeen..." When Shuanglin saw him ask, he thought it was Guan Junchen who was interested, and a look of shame and joy appeared on his face, and he leaned against Guan Junchen and said softly: "My lord, I You have only been called into the mansion once, you, do you think Shuanglin is not beautiful enough?"

This boy is still too young, what he wants is clearly in his eyes, Guan Junchen can see it clearly as long as he takes a look.

Seeing that Guan Junchen didn't answer, Shuanglin took Guan Junchen's arm again, and asked softly, "My lord, Mr. Cheng made such a big mistake, why did you just let him go?"

"In your opinion, should this king kill him?" Guan Junchen asked back.

"This..." Shuanglin was at a loss for words for a moment, and he seemed unable to figure out what he wanted, so he pouted his lips and said, "Always, always should not just let them go."

"You hate Cheng Yixuan." Guan Junchen's expression was indifferent, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry: "Has he offended you?"

"No, no." Shuanglin said, "It's just..."

He stopped here, and looked at Guan Junchen anxiously, as if he didn't know how to answer.

Shuanglin is not smart, so he can't lie.

Of course, with Cheng Yixuan's temperament, how could he offend others.

But that's why it's scary.

If people want to harm each other, they often don't need festivals, and they don't need hatred.

As long as you block the way of others, hatred will follow.

Now in the mansion, Yan Chunxi left on his own, and Cheng Yixuan was accused of having an affair. On the bright side, there is only Shuanglin left who can be favored in this mansion.

There is never anything new under the sun.

How Cheng Yixuan reported on Yan Chunxi back then, how Shuanglin reported on Cheng Yixuan now, these things come and go are nothing more than a word of "favor".

When people are divided, love becomes power.

It seems to be a trivial matter of one house and one courtyard, but when you think about it carefully, there is no difference between the Great Zhou Dynasty Hall and the Crane Garden.

If the temple is turbid, the monarch and ministers are really the same thing as the romantic activities on the bed.

Guan Junchen thought that he would hate Shuanglin, but when he looked at this young man, he didn't feel so disgusted in his heart, he just felt a little sad, he said to Shuanglin, "You are still young."

"I don't want to spare them," Guan Junchen sighed, and said in a low voice, "It's just that one day, I thought of someone."

"Who did the prince think of?" Shuanglin asked curiously.

"Yan Chunxi." A ray of tenderness flashed in Guan Junchen's eyes: "I thought in my heart that if Xi'er were here, I would definitely let them go."

The expression on Shuang Lin's face suddenly froze, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Guan Junchen patted the young man on the shoulder, but ignored him, and walked slowly towards the inner courtyard of the palace alone.

……

The peace of Prince Ning's Mansion didn't last long, and before nightfall, a person holding a token hurriedly rode his horse into the mansion from the back door, and when he got in front of Guan Junchen, he immediately lost his strength and fell down heavily.

"My lord..." He was wearing a black night suit, and when he raised his head, he revealed a weak and pale face under the firelight. It was actually Bai Suhan, the second steward of the palace.

"You..." Guan Junchen took a deep breath of cold air, leaned over to help Bai Suhan up, and when he put his wrist together, he felt that Bai Suhan's wrist was limp and hanging down. It was the joint that was taken off by someone's grasping technique, and his pulse was even more vain. , obviously suffered serious internal injuries.

"Who, who did it?" Guan Junchen rushed to his heart, not only was he thinking about Bai Suhan, but his heart was hanging in the air.

He sent Bai Suhan to follow Yan Chunxi before to protect Yan Chunxi, but now that Bai Suhan is seriously injured, how can Yan Chunxi be safe.

"Xia, it's Xia Baimei..."

Guan Junchen nodded slightly, he already had the answer in his heart when he asked the question.This kind of grasping technique is skillful and ruthless, and it can be vaguely seen that it is the trace of the tiger's claw hand in the Tiger and Crane Double Form Kungfu.

Bai Suhan hissed: "Prince, Suhan is useless, he is not the eunuch's opponent, he, he captured Young Master Yan."

His strength was exhausted, and it was quite difficult to say this sentence. He wanted to speak again, but he couldn't stop coughing. With trembling fingers, he struggled to take out a white cloth towel that seemed to be torn from the front of his clothes. There were actually two lines of blood written on it.

Guan Junchen trembled in shock, Bai Suhan hurriedly said, "It's horse blood... Mr. Yan's horse."

After hearing this, Guan Junchen's expression softened a little, and he unfolded the cloth towel, only to see that it was stained with blood with his fingers, and it was written crookedly:

Yan Chunxi has fallen into my hands, so don't say anything.Waiting for the next letter.

--summer

"Oh shit."

Guan Junchen slapped it hard.

In his rage, this palm smashed the bluestone bricks beside him into powder, his reputation was really terrifying.

"This king has retreated again and again, but Zhou Yingdi broke his promise and took Yan Chunxi away. What exactly does he want?"

At this time, Guan Junchen actually called the three words "Zhou Yingdi", which in itself was already a serious crime. It can be seen that he was obviously extremely annoyed and couldn't care about anything else.

"My lord..." Bai Suhan weakly grabbed the corner of Guan Junchen's clothes, shook his head and said, "Xia Baimei may not necessarily be doing this for the emperor. I, I..."

He seemed to want to elaborate on what happened before, but because of serious internal injuries, he didn't bring it up in one breath, and even passed out just then, so naturally he didn't say the next words.

Although Guan Junchen was burning with anxiety, he couldn't help it.

He carried Bai Suhan back to the room and called the doctor, and then began to pace the room repeatedly thinking about countermeasures.

Holding the white scarf in his hand, he lowered his head from time to time to read those two lines over and over again, but he couldn't explain why.

I just vaguely felt that what Bai Suhan said was true, if Xia Baimei was doing things for Zhou Yingdi, then he shouldn't have solemnly written the words "Don't make any noise" on the cloth scarf.

On the contrary, it seemed that Xia Baimei had captured Yan Chunxi for other purposes. Even Emperor Zhou Ying didn't know about it, so he asked Guan Junchen to keep silent.

But in this way, is Xia Baimei an enemy or a friend?

Guan Junchen clenched the cloth towel tightly, his whole heart was on Yan Chunxi, whose life and death were uncertain at this time, after thinking about it for a while, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, it was only a night's work, but it seemed better than ten years It's going to be tough.

……

In the middle of the night five days ago, Yan Chunxi parted from Guan Junchen. Under the agitation of his heart, he signed the contract and left Prince Ning's mansion alone.

Chang'an City was already very cold in winter, and it was even more bitterly cold after nightfall. Although Yan Chunxi was wearing a heavy brocade robe and fox fur, perhaps it was because he was alone on a horse, so the cold was not just coming from outside.

He walked along the wide official road to the city gate. Along the way, the vendors and restaurants were closed, but the signs were still familiar.

Yan Chunxi slowed down his horse and looked at the shops one by one. He still firmly remembered that Guan Junchen held him in his arms and told him in detail about the hustle and bustle of Chang'an Market, those delicious snack shops, those teahouses, Although he had never set foot in the cloth shop, he seemed to be very familiar with it in his heart.

Although it was deserted in the winter night, it seemed to be so cordial to see the scene of the once bustling voices.

This is the imperial capital where Guan Junchen grew up. If the two of them hadn't been in such a situation right now... If, if only he could hold Guan Junchen's hand and sit here together, listening to plays and drinking tea, how wonderful it would be.

As Yan Chunxi thought about it like this, the circles of his eyes involuntarily turned red again.

He is not an exceptionally resolute person, but with a stubborn and stubborn temper, he was able to resist the many sufferings after entering Beijing, but on this night, he couldn't bear it after all.

He didn't care about himself, he just loved Guan Junchen.

Yan Chunxi was extremely reluctant to leave this time, but he really had no choice.

He knew Guan Junchen too well, he understood Guan Junchen's helplessness, and he also understood Guan Junchen's pride.

If it was another person, the decay of yang energy might be able to bear it.But Guan Junchen is not mediocre, let alone extraordinary.

Guan Junchen is a champion who is as lonely as the cold moon, how can he tolerate the masculinity under his crotch? Yan Chunxi is afraid that if he insists on staying by Guan Junchen's side, Guan Junchen will not be able to stand this kind of torture, and he will always think of it In such a predicament, Guan Junchen was even more afraid that he would feel that he could not satisfy the lust of his beloved, that he would be depressed and unable to speak out.

Brother Cheng is too bitter.

As soon as Yan Chunxi thought of Guan Junchen's hair that had turned white at the temples overnight, tears could not be restrained from falling down, and the cold wind instantly blew his face as if ice had formed on his face.

Yan Chunxi followed the official road to the gate of the city, if someone else went out of the city at night, he would have to be interrogated by Hao Sheng.

But fortunately, Guan Junchen had asked Emperor Zhou Ying for orders before, and Yan Chunxi's status as a criminal slave was removed, and he was given a rather valuable status in the palace.

When the guards guarding the city saw the token he was carrying, they thought it was a big shot in Prince Ning's mansion, so naturally they dared not stop him, and immediately opened the city gate to let him go.

Yan Chunxi rode the horse in such a chaotic way, because when he left the city, a fish-belly gray had already appeared in the sky, which made it easier for Bai Suhan who caught up later.

As soon as Yan Chunxi passed the city gate, Bai Suhan rode up on a fine horse from behind.

When the two met, they had nothing to say to each other.

Bai Suhan has always disliked Yan Chunxi, even though he was ordered to protect him, he didn't want to talk about it.

Yan Chunxi first asked Bai Suhan to return to Guan Junchen's side, but Bai Suhan obviously did not obey him, so after he patiently said it twice, he stopped making fun of himself, and the two of them, two horses, kept silent. After the land left the city, everyone was full of worries.

It was still dark at that time, and it was pitch black outside the city.

When Yan Chunxi and Bai Suhan were passing by a ghostly withered forest, a black figure with incomparably swift movements suddenly jumped out of the withered forest, and slapped Bai Suhan with a palm!

That person is Xia Baimei.

Bai Suhan's own martial arts are extraordinary, but he is not far behind Xia Baimei, a top expert in the inner circle. What's more, when he is on a horse, he is suddenly forced to be unable to get off the horse. .

Xia Baimei's tiger-crane dual-form kungfu has reached the stage of perfection. Although Yan Chunxi doesn't understand the insider's way, he feels that this person's figure is as elegant as a crane, but his hands are in the shape of tiger claws, extremely fierce.

Yan Chunxi was at a loss for a moment, he didn't have any martial arts, so he couldn't help him other than being anxious.

At this moment, Bai Suhan heard Xia Baimei slap in the chest, he groaned in pain, and fell off the horse with a shake, he shouted at Yan Chunxi in a sharp voice: "You don't want to ride the horse!"

Yan Chunxi was stunned for a moment, and it was just this moment of hesitation that Xia Baimei turned backwards like a ghost and came back a few feet away, with his hand in the shape of a tiger's claw, his five fingers ruthlessly inserted into the left foreleg of Yan Chunxi's crotch.

The horse let out a mournful cry, and a cluster of blood rain sprayed into the sky.

With the force of Xia Baimei's claw, he actually tore off a whole horse's leg!

The horse lost a leg and knelt on the ground with a plop. Yan Chunxi also naturally rolled off the horse. When he raised his head again, his handsome face was already pale with shock.

"If you dare to move one step, my next move will fall on your lap."

Xia Baimei said coldly, the two long and narrow white eyebrows were stained with two drops of horse blood, making them look even more strange in the night.

Previously, Xia Baimei only really showed her skills in front of Yan Chunxi once. Guan Junchen used thousands of troops to break the armor, and fought back and forth with Bai Suhan to narrowly take Xia Baimei down. Yan Chunxi still can't see so many ways of doing things.

But this time Xia Baimei's tearing up the steed was a full-fledged tiger's claw hard work, and Yan Chunxi's face turned pale. Only then did he know how powerful this Wuyi Lane commander's martial arts is.

Bai Suhan's lips trembled a little for a while, he always knew Xia Baimei's martial arts was extremely high, but he didn't expect it to be so high, he was an enemy alone, and he couldn't even take thirty moves.

Bai Suhan suddenly had an extremely terrifying thought in his mind, the previous time...

He only felt that with Xia Baimei's superb martial arts, even if he was besieged the previous time, he shouldn't have been captured by mistake. The reason for this was always strange, but at this time, it was inconvenient to think about it.

"Lord Xia, why am I lying here late at night? Do you want to avenge the poison of Xuetide?"

Bai Suhan raised his voice, he knew that Xia Baimei was probably here for Yan Chunxi, so he first mentioned his master's strange poison Duan Xuechao, trying to remind Xia Baimei of the hatred of suffering, and do it with himself first, so that Yan Chunxi can wait for the opportunity to escape.

Unexpectedly, Xia Baimei glanced at him with her long and narrow eyes, but she didn't respond when she heard the Duan Xuechao, she just said indifferently: "I don't intend to kill you, I just want to take Yan Chunxi away."

"Don't think about it."

As soon as Bai Suhan heard his answer, without hesitation, he drew the sword with his backhand and suddenly stepped on him, and rushed to attack Xia Baimei's throat.

He is famous for his palm skills, but in fact he learned from outside the region, and his sword style is quite strange, which is more difficult to deal with than palm skills. When fighting with Central Plains warriors, those who are not familiar with it will often be injured by him within a few moves.

Xia Baimei clasped his fingers together, firmly clamping the tip of Bai Suhan's long sword.

Bai Suhan was cunning and quick, but his pinch was even more terrifyingly accurate.

Xia Baimei snorted coldly, a look of hostility flashed across his face, as soon as he worked hard with his two fingers, Bai Suhan felt a pain in his palm and subconsciously let go, but Xia Baimei shook the long sword out of his hand with two fingers.

"you you……"

Bai Suhan looked down, and saw that his tiger's mouth was so shaken that blood flowed out.

His temperament was cold and calm, but at this moment, his face couldn't help changing drastically, he felt that the eunuch's martial arts in front of him was really amazing, and he had never seen it in his life, and he felt a little timid like never before.

Xia Baimei held the tip of the sword between his fingers and passed it forward, and actually used the hilt to strike Bai Suhan. While making the move, he continued indifferently: "If you don't get out within ten moves, don't regret it. "

Bai Suhan felt bitter in his heart, he knew that he was definitely not Xia Baimei's opponent.

It's just that since he is loyal to Guan Junchen, he will never leave Yan Chunxi here to live by himself, so he has decided in his heart that even if he sends his life here, he must not insult Guan Junchen's order, so he bites the bullet and uses it. A pair of fleshy palms began to fight against Xia Baimei.

Xia Baimei already held the tip of the sword with the strength of two fingers and used the sword to stab Bai Suhan with the hilt. This kind of inner strength is unheard of. After [-]% of the move, he backed up while striking, and only after seven or eight strokes with Xia Baimei, Xia Baimei hit the big hole on his chest hard with the hilt of his sword.

The inner strength cultivated by Xia Baimei is extremely domineering, Bai Suhan only felt that his chest was hit by three folded waves one after another three times, and at the third time, his throat was sweet, and a big mouthful of blood spurted out. His body also flew backwards like a paper kite with a broken thread, and fell to the ground with a plop.

Xia Baimei threw the long sword aside and walked over step by step.

Bai Suhan suffered severe internal injuries, his dantian was in excruciating pain, he was panting and unable to move.

"I spare your life to report to Prince Ning."

Xia Bai's eyebrows were expressionless, and while he was speaking, he suddenly shot, Bai Suhan felt a sharp pain in his right hand, and couldn't help but let out a miserable cry——

Before he fainted, he faintly heard Xia Baimei laughing, with a ghostly tone: "How dare you mention the snow-breaking tide to me, Bai Suhan, remember, you brought on this trouble yourself."