The tyrant only favors the alluring concubine

Chapter 123
"Put the bloody clothes on, and I'll give you the pistol!" Bai Liruo pushed back without showing any weakness. Up to now, she has already learned to keep one hand.

"That said, there is nothing to discuss, so let's continue fighting!" Zi Yi was about to turn around while speaking, but his face was full of defense.

"Wait!" Bai Liruo stopped her and sternly said, "Why don't you let the bloody clothes go first, and when they reach the canyon ahead, I'll put down the pistol, so that everyone can restrain each other!"

"Good idea!" Zi Yi nodded, and nodded slightly at the Dongchang killer. The killer made a way for Xue Yi to leave. Xue Yi bowed to Han Qianmo and Bai Liruo before leaving quickly.

When they reached the canyon, Bai Liruo took a breath and put down the pistol. When she bent down, the sound of swords and swords came from the canyon. She looked back solemnly, and all the bloody clothes had been poured into the pool of blood. The agent killer stood in the Shura field, standing awe-inspiring.

She grabbed the pistol tightly and wanted to point it at Ziyi. Ziyi kicked her wrist in a whirl, and the pistol flew out. Han Qianmo jumped up to grab the pistol. A long sword arced in the air and came out along his chest. A bloodstain.

Bai Liruo looked at Ziyi angrily, his burning eyes almost burned Ziyi to ashes, Ziyi was startled by her eyes, just for a moment, the moment Han Qianmo was wounded and grabbed the gun from the Dongchang killer's hand, she ruthlessly He slapped Bai Liruo's eyebrows hard.

Bai Liruo vomited blood, her pale yellow clothes were already stained with blood, her body drew a beautiful arc in the air, her eyes without spirit looked at the sky with floating clouds, and she fell down powerlessly.

Zi Yiyou was puzzled and kicked Bai Liruo's waist, her body was kicked towards the cliff like a broken sack, blood dripped from the air, her body fell towards the hideous cliff.

Han Qianmo was stabbed several times, and shouted at Bai Liruo's falling figure, "Liruo..."

Regardless of the sword in front of him, he leapt forward and grabbed Bai Liruo's dress, which broke with a "sizzling" sound in his hands, and before he could react, a deep internal force had already pushed him into the cliff.

Feng Mochen was lying on the dragon table, surrounded by the faint fragrance of ambergris, his thick brows were tightly frowned, and pain appeared on his thin cheeks, as if he had fallen into a nightmare, his hands tightly grasped the bed sheet under him , and then exclaimed "Ruo'er—" He woke up suddenly, dreaming that Bai Liruo was thrown into the cliff covered in blood, gasping for breath, looking at the sword wound on his shoulder, a hurt look flashed in his phoenix eyes.

In the past, Ruo'er, seeing him hurt, wished to come over and help him bear everything, but now, she watched Han Qianmo stabbing the cold sword into his body, Feng Mochen leaned on the bed, his forehead oozing out. thin sweat.

In the alternating light and dark, the Chenxiang wooden door was pushed open with a "squeak", and Ziyi walked in with the imperial doctor, who bowed to salute, but Ziyi walked to the side of Longta calmly, and said lightly, "Your The right arm is useless..."

Feng Mochen didn't speak, but closed his eyes tiredly, his pale face was bloodless, and he said slowly, "Ruo'er is gone..."

A strange sneer appeared on the corner of Ziyi's lips, and he pulled Feng Mochen's right arm to the imperial doctor, and said with a smile, "She is indeed gone!"

"Mother, can I pass the throne to Xuan Dai? After so many years, I'm really tired..." Feng Mochen opened his eyes and looked at Ziyi wearily.

Ziyi raised her hand and it was a clear slap in the face, she said coldly, "That woman treats you like this, are you still thinking about her?"

The slap was not severe, Feng Mochen didn't respond to the slap, he just sighed and looked at Ziyi, "Mother, I'm sorry Ruo'er, if Mingyue can't find the antidote, my time is running out , leave it to me for the last time, okay?"

"Shut up! Mingyue will definitely find the antidote. I have already sent someone to find the whereabouts of that woman. She will return to the palace to accompany you. You stay here for me and don't think about anything else!" Standing up, he looked at Feng Mochen coldly.

Feng Mochen just sighed, his right arm was crippled, he would no longer be able to hold a sword, it happened that he was also tired, tired of fighting and killing.

The days slipped away without a sound. After Feng Mochen's arm injury healed, he only went to court once in three days. He spent a lot of time looking for Bai Liruo outside the palace, but Luoshamen and Han Qianmo seemed to disappear out of thin air. In general, he could no longer find any clues.

From east to spring, he walked on the streets of the capital in light clothes. Everyone took off their heavy winter clothes, and their faces were filled with sincere smiles. Now, the state of Chu is peaceful and the people are safe. The war he brought to Chu, It has already taken half a year to calm down the trauma, and not even a beggar can be seen on the street.

Unknowingly, I have already arrived at the old Chenwang Mansion. Under the eaves of the Chenwang Mansion, there is a little beggar lying. She cannot be identified as male or female, but she is thin and thin, and her tattered clothes are very thin in this warm and cold spring day. She didn't beg like a beggar in ordinary times, she just buried her head on the beggar and curled up into a ball.

Feng Mochen's heart suddenly ached. When Bai Liruo was injured, he curled up and hugged himself like this, cutting himself off from others. He walked in suddenly, knelt down and shook the little beggar, the little beggar Looking up, a pair of timid eyes looked at him.

In a moment of pity, he put all the broken silver bags around his waist into the beggar's arms. The little beggar looked at the silver without saying a word, but just looked at him quietly. Feng Mochen brushed the straw from the little beggar's hair with his hand, and said lightly , "Go buy something to eat..."

He stood up and walked towards the distance, the little beggar followed him with the silver, she walked when he walked, she stopped when he stopped, he turned slowly, and said lightly, "Go, don't follow me anymore, I will You can't go where you want to go!"

The little beggar didn't speak, just looked at him quietly, he thought she understood, turned around and walked towards the palace again, the little beggar still followed behind him without hesitation, he sighed, "What's your name? "

The little beggar shook his head and returned the silver bag to him. Feng Mochen looked at the silver bag in his hand, pursed his lips and said, "How old are you this year?"

The little beggar made gestures, indicating that he was 13 years old, Feng Mochen nodded, he was still a child, "I can't take you with me, so you can earn a living outside with the money, if there is a chance, I will teach you martial arts and have a skill , at least you can't be bullied..."

The little beggar hurriedly knelt down to ask for a teacher, but was stopped by Feng Mochen, he sighed, "You just remind me of someone, I won't accept apprentices, you live well outside, every two days, I come to give advice You practice martial arts."

From then on, Feng Mochen had one more thing to do, teaching the little beggar how to practice martial arts every two days, he named the little beggar Aya.

One day a month later, he taught Aya to practice martial arts in the backyard of Chenwang Mansion as usual. At noon, the teaching time was over, and he was about to leave. When he walked out of Chenwang Mansion, he suddenly remembered that he left a jade pendant in the backyard. At that moment, there was the sound of swords clashing in the backyard.

What appeared in front of me was the killer of Dongchang. Four top killers were killing a child. Aya's eyes were scarlet. To be killed by the killer's knife.

Feng Mochen stretched out his hand to pick two leaves, and the leaves mixed with internal force accurately penetrated the killer's neck. When the other two killers saw that it was Feng Mochen, they knelt down on one knee in fright.

Aya recovered her life, stared at the killer panting, Feng Mochen was indifferent, this girl is too evil...

"Who sent you here?" Feng Mochen looked coldly at the two low-level killers in Dongchang with his hands behind his back.

"Yes, it's Lord Ziyi!" The killer said tremblingly.

Feng Mochen nodded, his phoenix eyes squinted with a cold arc, he touched the acupuncture points of the two of them in the air, and said flatly, "Go back and tell you, Lord Ziyi, that Aya is just a stranger."

The killer bowed and retreated, Feng Mochen stroked Aya's hair, and said lightly, "Aya, you have to work hard to practice martial arts well, so that you can protect yourself and the people you want to protect..."

Aya nodded half-understood. She was 13 years old that year, and she didn't understand why this handsome master, who was not like a man in the world, always looked desolate after all the vicissitudes of life.She also knew that this beautiful master had been looking for her mistress, and when she saw Bai Liruo, she realized that her mistress was really a woman who could make a man overwhelm the world.

Feng Mochen stood on the roof of Dongchang, looking at the Dongchang logo symbolizing power with dismay. The vermilion blood-like gates were closed one after another, and it was as deep as the Temple of Yama. Inside the hall, Ziyi was fiddling with a pistol , She didn't seem to know how to use the pistol, and looked and looked at the butt of the gun.

Feng Mochen's eyes tightened, his heart ached like being tightened, that pistol was so close...

Time seemed to stand still at the moment when he saw the gun, Feng Mochen was standing above the eaves, Shixuan turned around a thousand times, he remembered that dream, Bai Liruo was knocked off the cliff covered in blood, his heart seemed to be pulled Tighten, then knead hard, and finally break into pieces.

If his Ruo'er has been in danger for so long, but he resented her and searched for her in the palace, if they meet in the underworld, how could he be so embarrassing?
Leaping down the eaves and entering the hall, Zi Yi's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the pistol was no longer covered, and it was tucked into the sleeves majestically.

"Give me..." Feng Mochen stretched out his hand, his face was as cold as ice, his thin lips pursed into a cold arc, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes burst out with cold light.

Ziyi smiled faintly, took out the pistol and handed it to Feng Mochen, Feng Mochen looked at the pistol, countless emotions flashed in his eyes, and finally fixed on the pain, he raised his eyes, looked desperate, and said sadly, "Mother, How can you bear to destroy the only woman your son cherishes in this world?"

Ziyi stood up and said coldly, "She was the one who wanted to kill me first, and I was forced to do it. She joined forces with Yunqianmo, and all the Dongchang killers can testify!"

"If you didn't force her, why would she want to kill you? Normally, she can't bear to trample an ant to death..." Feng Mochen clenched his silver teeth, and his phoenix eyes were bloodshot.

"Shut up, are you questioning me?" Ziyi was furious and looked at Feng Mochen awe-inspiringly.

Feng Mochen shook his head, backed away slowly, looked at Ziyi with the gaze of a stranger, turned around abruptly when he retreated to the door, and walked outside without looking back, Ziyi kept calling his name behind him , but he left coldly as if he hadn't heard it.

Knowing the situation that day, Feng Mochen stood alone on the edge of the cliff. He couldn't imagine how a weak woman who didn't know martial arts could survive after being kicked off the cliff by Ziyi's palm.

There is an abyss under the cliff. He stands on the cliff with half of his feet hanging in the air. The hazy mist curls around the cliff. He can't see the bottom, nor can he see the unknown world under the cliff. His Ruoer is just under the deep cliff. , she is so afraid of the cold, so quiet, how can she live alone under the cliff?
(End of this chapter)