withered prosperity

There was a bit of cautious flattery in his smile.

Yun Ji ignored it, just broke the arrow on his shoulder, and carried him out of the carriage.

Although his complexion is ugly, his movements are gentle.

"Yun Ji, actually I..."

"Shut up." Yun Ji interrupted him impatiently.

He could only sigh and rest his head on Yun Ji's chest.

Yun Ji brought lightness kung fu to the extreme.

Even though his current martial arts can't really shrink the ground into an inch and a thousand miles in an instant, but under full gallop, the carriage takes nearly an hour to travel, and he abruptly managed it in less than half the time.

The towering city walls of Shangjing felt as if they were walking on the ground under his feet, and the soldiers guarding the gate could not even see their afterimages.

There have been many incidents in Beijing in recent days, Wei Heng has moved from Bai's house to the Department of Criminal Prisons at the invitation of Xue Zhangduan.

So as soon as Yun Ji entered the city, he went directly to the direction of the prison chief.

Yan Hai covered his lips with his sleeves, thinking that he was covering up well, and quietly spit the surging blood into his sleeves.

Anyway, there is already blood all over his body, so it doesn't matter if there is more of it.

Yun Ji hugged his hand tightly.

The blood on the person in his arms was heavy, but what was even heavier was the strange smell that couldn't be ignored.

This usually weak aroma is now rich and strong, lingering in the nose, even covering up the heavy smell of blood.

This taste is really...

"Yun Ji?" Yan Hai called his name in a daze.

He woke up suddenly, only to realize that he had stopped at some point.

They were standing on a wide roof at the moment, and the bright moon was close at hand, clearly reflecting Yan Hai's wide-eyed and puzzled look.

Although Yan Hai was in a state of embarrassment at this time, and his face was frighteningly white, his eyes were clear and clear, reflecting his appearance clearly.

Hurry up to find Wei Heng, Yan Hai is seriously injured... As he thought in his mind, he uncontrollably put Yan Hai down, avoided the wound on his shoulder, and hugged him tightly arms.

"You are not very good..." He murmured, "I must punish you well..."

He closed his eyes, and the scene he saw just now when he opened the car door emerged again in the darkness.

Somehow, an uncontrollable anger prompted him to do something, just like before.

At that moment, he obeyed his wish and killed all those who tried to hurt Yan Hai.

Even if he didn't need to do this... After all, those people were just following orders, not the instigators.

Killing people has always been the last thing he wants to see. After all, people cannot be resurrected after death. This kind of method is too decisive and hurts peace.

So, are you regretting it?

No... perhaps the scariest thing is this...

I don't feel regretful at all, and even feel that it is far from enough.

No matter who it is, no matter what the reason, can't hurt him!

he's mine……

"Yunji...what's the matter with you?" Yan Hai stretched out his hand and wrapped his arms around his head.

He felt that he was completely trapped by the fragrance, he didn't know anything in his mind, so he lowered his head and kissed Yan Hai's lips.

Yan Hai was taken aback by him, and the blood surged up in his chest again, and he hurriedly wanted to push him away.

But he didn't care about it, and supported Yan Hai's stamina with one hand, almost forcing him to open his lips.

The blood with a strange fragrance poured from Yan Hai's mouth to his mouth, and he rolled it into his own mouth without leaking, and swallowed it all.

After the Prison Secretary experienced the shame and humiliation that night, even the house was destroyed several times by the gangsters who hijacked the princess with thunderbolts.The captives suffered heavy casualties, and some of their manpower was later transferred to cooperate with the Divine Cavalry Battalion, so most of those who stayed in the Prison Division were injured to some extent.

So when they heard someone calling for a night attack, almost everyone couldn't believe it.

When did the Prison Division become a treasure trove of geomantic omen? Are these people addicted to night raids?

He Li hadn't fallen asleep yet, when he heard the movement, he immediately ran out with his sword.

As soon as he ran to the lobby, he caught a subordinate who was flying upside down.

"What happened?"

"He Tou." The subordinate said in a panic: "This person broke in directly, and the subordinates and others couldn't stop him."

As soon as He Li pushed him away, he drew his sword and went up to meet him. He was a little dumbfounded when he saw it clearly.

"Where's Wei Heng?" The man had deep eyebrows and a handsome face, but his face was extremely ugly, and he was holding a bloody man in his hand.

"Mr. Xiao?" He Li quickly withdrew his sword, and looked at the man in his arms who was obviously seriously injured. He is also a shrewd person, and immediately said without talking nonsense: "But I am in a hurry to find Dr. Wei to treat Yan. Son, come with me quickly."

He ordered the subordinates around him to invite Wei Hengxue, long and short, over, and at the same time led Yun Ji to walk back.

Yun Ji followed him to a clean room and put Yan Hai on the bed.

Wei Heng quickly ran over with the medicine box on his back, and when he saw Yan Hai's appearance, he immediately panicked.

He fed Yan Hai a pill first, then took out a jade bottle from the bottom shelf of the medicine box, and when he uncorked it, a fresh fragrance radiated out, lifting the spirits of the people in the room.

"No." Yan Hai refused him.

"This Qiong Qi is the essence of moon yin, which is quite good for your injuries."

But Yan Hai looked unwilling.

Wei Heng was about to persuade him again, but suddenly his hand was empty, and someone took the bottle.

"Drink it."

Yan Hai looked unwilling but dared not, obediently opened his mouth and drank the small half of the marrow.

Wei Heng looked at all this in surprise, until the man who dared to order Yan Hai turned around to look at him.

At this time, Xue Zhangduan also arrived.

Wei Heng asked him to look at the arrow wound on Yan Hai's shoulder, the two of them discussed it, and Xue Changduan went out to ask someone to prepare something.

"We need to deal with the arrow wound first, and please avoid it." Wei Heng said to the others in the room.

He Li walked out immediately, but the owl didn't move half a step, even sat on the edge of the bed and took Yan Hai into his arms.

"Mr. Xiao..." Wei Heng had no choice but to say: "Then you will be a little bit later. It will take time to administer the analgesic and analgesic medicine. Now the situation is urgent, and the arrow must be taken out first."

Yun Ji glanced at him and just nodded.

Soon the servants prepared hot water and brought them in.

Xue Changshou is more experienced in the department of ulcers. He first let Yan Hai bite the cork, then cut off the clothes on his shoulders, revealing the hideous wounds, then cleaned them a little, and cut open the flesh near the wounds with a sharp knife .

Yun Ji only felt a turmoil in his heart, lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look any more, and put more force on his arms around Yan Hai.

Xue Changduan clenched the exposed arrow shaft tightly, pulled it out forcefully, and then filled all the prepared hemostatic medicine into the wound.

When he did this series of movements, his technique was steady and seasoned, but no matter how fast he was, the arrow wound pierced through his shoulder, and the pain when he pulled it out was extremely severe.

Although Yan Hai didn't say a word, his head was covered in cold sweat from the pain, and his breathing became weak.

"Fortunately, the arrow has no barbs." Xue Changdu also breathed a sigh of relief. "This position won't hurt the meridian. When the bleeding stops, it will grow well after a good rest."

When he was young, he used to practice medicine in the army, so he was used to this kind of injury and handled it with ease, but today he was stared at by this Western barbarian, and for some reason he was more nervous than ever before.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief just now, but Yan Hai suddenly trembled and stretched out his other hand to push Yun Ji away.

"Don't move!" Wei Heng shouted hastily.

Yun Ji held Yan Hai down and pinned him to her chest so that he would not move around and hurt the wound.

He could feel the warmth and dampness on his front, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger.

"Is this an internal injury?" Xue Changjuan was about to check, but Wei Heng blocked him.

"Let me come!" Wei Heng said to him, "I have to trouble Governor Xue to prepare some heat-clearing medicine. He will definitely have a high fever after a while."

"I'll go right away." Although Xue Changduan was a little puzzled, he didn't delve into it, and walked out first.

Xue Changduan went outside, and first explained a few words to He Li.

He Li usually had a good relationship with him, so he listened to his suggestion and prepared to count the number of people to meet the county king outside the city.

It's just that after He Li left, Xue Changduan didn't go back to his room immediately, but walked to the other side of the empty room and stood there.

After a while, he saw a servant coming out of the house, holding a large basin of coats soaked in blood, as if he was about to throw them away.

He followed to a secluded place, and then he called the servant to stop, told him to put the basin of clothes on the ground, and waved his hand to let him go.

He knelt down and looked through it, picked it up and took a picture towards the light, even put it under his nose and smelled it, showing a thoughtful expression.