Lan Ruochan

Chapter 296
The old general stared wide-eyed, his pupils dilated, leaving only a piece of ashes,
The shape of his mouth also retains the posture of the last cry,
The blood is cold, the flesh is stiff, and the whole person is like a sculpture, striding forward and holding a gun, standing still in the wind and snow.

"Throne, the second prince sent news that another army broke through the siege from the north gate.

The leading general is fierce and unstoppable, he thought..."

The maid who sent the order originally wanted to say that he wanted King Jin Na to go to the north gate to take care of him, but he saw King Jin Na turned around silently, the corners of his mouth were red, his face was pale, his chest was wide open, and he was magnanimous.

The maid was shocked and hurriedly took off her cloak to cover King Jin Na's shame.

King Jin Na waved his hand, cut off a corner of the skirt and tied it in front of his chest, and then ordered,

"Help me back first.

Go report to the second prince later, he can't stop the people at the north gate.

Even if I am not injured, I may not be able to keep him.

Let the prince not bother. "

"Yes, Throne, you, are you all right?"

The maid had never seen King Jin Na injured before, and she was in awe of her like a god, but now seeing the throne so weak, she was so anxious that she was about to cry.

"It's okay! Hey, I thought that coming to this barren land with white mountains and black waters, I could easily create a world. But after all, I still overestimated myself."

The old general's body finally fell down.

A thousand Yue family dead men, none of them survived!

But the [-] soldiers and horses that the second prince besieged the city lost more than [-]!
Nine yangs pierced through the body, rushing towards the limbs and bones, Qingyun's body temperature was rising rapidly.

He opened his eyes, his eyes were ignorant, and he didn't realize that he was in the severe cold of the northern region, but he seemed to be still in the early autumn of the south of the Yangtze River, on the banks of the willows in Hangou,

He is still that fledgling boy, he has neither the righteousness of family and country nor the enmity of his teacher, he is as pure as the sweet spring of Guangling West Peak.

This illusion only existed in his mind for a very short moment, and he fell into philosophical thinking——

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?
His brain was overwhelmed with qi and blood, and he was still a little dizzy, accompanied by throbbing pain from time to time, and the memories of the past were broken into fragmented scenes, which suddenly poured back into the sea of ​​consciousness.

After a severe headache, Qingyun finally remembered what happened before the fragment.

A layer of white belly has just appeared in the east. During the winter in the northern country, few people get up early.

The weather is so cold that it is difficult to leave the felt quilt, not to mention a night of feasting and feasting last night.

Qingyun stumbled towards the direction of the main tent, but he didn't meet a single acquaintance except for a few servants chopping vegetables and making fire.

The curtain of the main tent was lifted, and the prince's attendant was about to go out to fetch water, when he looked up and saw Qingyun suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost, he threw away the copper basin in his hand, turned around and went back into the tent.

Not knowing why, Qingyun looked himself up and down, and then combed his hair straight with his hands.

Except for some stains on my robe, there seems to be nothing wrong with my makeup. Why did the waiter just now...

While he was hesitating, a burst of embarrassing laughter sounded, and Crown Prince Gao Xingan greeted him personally.

"You're such a freak.

Mr. Qing is not an outsider, he paid a special visit to Ben Gong early in the morning,

How can it scare you like this? "

Gao Xing'an casually reprimanded the waiter around her, probably trying to make up for the misbehavior.

In fact, he was also pretending to be calm, and he didn't know what etiquette to use for a moment, so he stretched out his hands excitedly and held Qingyun's right hand.

How can this hand holding ceremony be used indiscriminately at that time?

Those who hold hands say what they want.

When Qingyun was grasped by him, he panicked in his heart.

Could it be that what happened to King Longyang of Wei is about to happen to him?
Then he was even more uncomfortable when he was asked by Prince Gaoli.
"Did Brother Qingxian sleep well last night? It's windy and cold in the northern country, and you're lonely with a thin quilt. Are you still used to it?"

Qingyun gently withdrew his hand, and smiled awkwardly,

"Ah, don't worry about the prince.

I probably drank too much last night, somehow, I fell asleep in the snow..."

"What? Snow?

How can you sleep in that place?

Even though Ben Gong was a bit drunk last night, he has already arranged a bed for brother Qing, and there is a maid to take you back.

Gao Ao, go, call Maharaja Yuling to me, and ask him how he treats guests! "

"Hey, little one, let's go! Let's go!"

But after a while, all the brains of the Yuling clan arrived.

I've only heard about the Nine Lives monster, but I haven't seen it before. It turns out that there are really people who can sleep in the open in the winter night in the Northland without dying!
These people were unwilling to say anything, but how could the strangeness in their eyes escape Qingyun's eyes?
Who is Qingyun?

The first contemporary micro-expression psychoanalyst.

The people here are not good!
A conclusion immediately came to his mind.

After a while, another member of the tribe pretended to report that the maid who helped Qingyun to return the account last night had accidentally slipped and died in the ice and snow.

This one-and-done drama made Qingyun's doubts a little more serious.

Last night's banquet was in a hurry, and I haven't had time to find out about Tianzong's affairs. Since this is the case, why not...

Qingyun suddenly made up his mind, took out a faith ring from his bosom, and shouted loudly,

"The special envoy of King Yasha of Tianzong is here, and all the disciples of Tianzong are here to listen!"

Sure enough, the totem of Yaksha King, the little finger of his left hand, was engraved on the ring of faith, and everyone in the nearby Yuling tribe could see it clearly.

How can these barbarian barbarians play any tricks?
Crown Prince Gaoli and Maharaja Yuling didn't have time to speak out to dissuade them, they were already prostrating in all directions.

Oh my goodness!This is the den of thieves!

This result was even far beyond Qingyun's own expectations.

What he is more concerned about now is the attitude of Prince Gaoli, and a pair of tiger eyes are staring at Prince Gaoli.

That Gao Xing'an is also a dragon and phoenix among people, and her reaction is extremely fast.
Seeing that the people of Yuling tribe had already exploded into wolves, he couldn't continue the conversation at all, so he hurriedly acted surprised, took a few steps back and jumped aside, pretending to draw a clear line with the people of Yuling tribe.

Qingyun slowly withdrew his faith ring and pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword. The scene was extremely embarrassing for a moment. If it wasn't for a horse galloping from afar, no one knew how to break the deadlock.

The horse was running extremely fast, and one could tell at a glance that the rider was urging the whip desperately.

If the horse continues to run like this, running for more than ten miles is the limit, and after running this distance, it probably won't be able to survive.

All peoples outside the Great Wall love horses. There is no urgent matter, and it is absolutely impossible for a healthy horse to run away to death.

Although Qingyun had confirmed that the Yuling tribe was related to Tianzong Ding at this time, he hadn't figured out what he could do after the confirmation.

It may be the best choice to report to the King of Wei and ask for an attack on Goryeo, but that is a future action after all, not a temporary emergency.

So when he saw that healthy horse, he also waited and saw. If Ma Erlang brought the secret report of Tianzong, then he would be considered as a bargain for nothing.

The horse entered the stronghold non-stop, and rushed straight in front of the crowd. After all, its physical strength couldn't hold it back. It wailed, its front hooves went limp, and it collapsed on the ground.

(End of this chapter)