Qihuang

When Yan Liao swung his saber towards Wu Hai, he used the back of the saber, aggressively, but with a lot of restraint in his moves.

Wu Hai sneered, propped himself up to the attic with one hand, bent his body against the back of the knife with the other hand, raised his knees to break free from the restraint of the neckline, stepped on the railing with both feet and turned vigorously, took the opportunity to turn around and jumped into the air, Wu Hai raised his hand To take arrows.

But Yan Liao would not give Wu Hai this chance at all, Yan Liao was quick and quick, jumped above Wu Hai in a flash, he was wearing black clothes, and slashed vertically with the knife in both hands, forcing Wu Hai to the ground directly.

This knife was very powerful, and the wind that was blowing up quickly caused all the flames to twist and dance. With a "bang", the two of them brought up waves of dust and fell to the ground together from mid-air.

Wu Hai was knocked to the ground by Yan Liao, his back was pressed against the ground, and his back was in hot pain.

But regardless of the pain, the Huoyan knife was pressing against Wu Hai's neck at this time, the knife's light was cold and murderous.Yan Liaorui's unstoppable momentum was like invisible knives, piercing Wu Hai's skin with cold and stinging pain.

Yan Liao really wanted to kill herself this time!

In an instant, Wu Hai flipped his wrist and held the short knife in his sleeve, but before the knife was pulled out of the cuff, an unexpected scene happened to him——

Yan Liao, who was pressing on him, choked out a mouthful of blood suddenly.

Hot blood spattered Wu Hai's lapel red, and Wu Hai's phoenix eyes widened suddenly.

In a daze, Wu Hai instinctively took the opportunity to jump back and want to distance himself from Yan Liao.

But Yan Liao didn't care about the mouthful of blood just now.The moment Wu Hai bounced up, his hand had already been raised, and after wiping off the dark red blood at the corner of his lips, he clenched into a fist and punched Wu Hai's side face.

This punch didn't bring internal strength, but it still knocked Wu Hai back.Then Yan Liao reached out and grabbed Wu Hai's neckline, stared at him, and pressed Wu Hai fiercely to the ground, punching him again.

Yan Liao jumped into a rage, burning with rage, trying to beat Wu Hai up with all his rage.

But all the old wounds on Yan Liao's body had been torn apart, especially the wound on his heart, which was more like being stabbed again, and Yan Liao shivered in pain.

"I kill you!"

Stopping his hands, his fists were choked in mid-air, Yan Liao's usually clear voice became hoarse, and the pain was mixed with unspeakable resentment.

Wu Haifeng's eyes widened, and he returned Yan Liao's cold and hateful gaze: "You've been thinking about killing me for ten years, why on earth didn't you really kill me!"

Wu Hai was like a beast that fell into a trap and was injured. He tore away the gentle appearance and poured out all the hatred that had been suppressed for ten years.He grabbed Yan Liao's wrist with his backhand. Although Yan Liao's movements became stiff for some reason, he took advantage of the situation and kicked Yan Liao's abdomen.

Wu Hai retreated to the front of the raging fire, while Yan Liao was pushed to the front of the soldiers.

Those soldiers and horses immediately raised their knives and guns, positioned themselves vigilantly and aimed at Yan Liao's back, ready to cooperate with Wu Hai to take him down at any time.

Since Zuo Hujun Ai Hao obeyed the young master's orders, they were left here, of course they also obeyed his orders.

But Wu Hai became angry again, and said with a deep sneer, "Did I ask you to raise the knife! Did I ask you to touch him! Back off!"

No one expected that the gentle and gentle nobleman could burst out with such an evil spirit. Immediately, the group of soldiers put away their swords and guns and ordered them to leave the front yard, leaving a space in the front yard for the two men who were at war with each other.

Sima Yin put his arms around Sima Yu, and the two siblings stood in a corner, both shocked from ear to ear by the successive incidents.

Especially Sima Yin, she has no idea whether King Yan and Wu Hai are friends or foes.

These two people are so strange, they talked and laughed happily before coming to the palace, and they seemed to have a very good relationship, but now they are fighting with all their strength...

Sima Yin could only think that Wu Hai had not only deceived Langya Palace, but also deceived King Yan.It seems that Wu Hai completely angered King Yan.

But! ?Wu Hai angered King Yan, why did he let the soldiers retreat?He clearly knew the strength of King Yan, so could it be that he claimed to be able to beat King Yan?

besides! ?As strong as King Yan, why was he so angry that everyone could feel his anger towards Wu Hai, yet he still seemed to give in to Wu Hai and didn't use his full strength?

Sima Yin's already chaotic mind melted into a puddle of paste, watching the confrontation between the two.

Yan Liao stuck the knife on the ground, holding the handle of the knife in his hand, blood slowly slid down from his sleeve, flowed on the back of his hand, and then meandered down the handle, slowly staining the shiny blade.

Wu Hai focused on guarding against Yan Liao, and naturally noticed that Yan Liao was bleeding strangely...

After distanced from Yan Liao, Wu Hai's sanity gradually recovered. He put away the haze, put on that layer of cool and moist skin, and moved his gaze to Yan Liao's face.

But in his mind, he was thinking about when and where Yan Liao was injured.

Because Wu Hai has been with Yan Liao all the time, he even saw Yan Liao's naked body.There are only old wounds on the body, no new wounds, and there is no such thing as a fight that caused the wound to tear.

As for the time when Yan Liao broke into Langya Palace, Wu Hai never took his eyes off Yan Liao's body when he fought with the soldiers of the government, and he never saw Yan Liao get hurt.

So, what happened to the blood on Yan Liao's body?Judging by the mouthful of hot blood he spewed earlier, does it look like he was injured internally?

Wu Hai became suspicious, facing the anger in Yan Liao's eyes that was stronger than the flames behind him, the anger in Wu Hai's heart had completely receded.

It wasn't an endless duel between him and Yan Liao, and his revenge on Yan Liao wasn't in Langya County, Qingzhou either.

Compared to Wu Hongjing, Yan Liao is really the variable that Wu Hai worries about these days.

Wu Hai was restless, he and Yan Liao tore each other, it was too early, if this continues, the long-term plan may be affected...

He lowered his eyes for a moment, and when he raised his head again, Wu Hai had completely calmed down.

As for Yan Liao, Yan Liao was also trying his best to suppress his killing intent.

Just now...he really wanted to kill Wu Hai...

Taking a deep breath, Yan Liao asked, "Wu Hai, do you hate me to the core?"

It's not really a question, it's more like understanding.Yan Liao understood at this moment that Wu Hai had deeply hated him for ten years.

Just as when I see Wu Hai every day, I think that I died at his hands in my previous life, so every day when Wu Hai sees himself, what I think of must be the various insults I have done to him in this life.

Yan Liao suddenly felt that it was useless to say what was good for him or to bring him back to his side.

After all, he didn't even know what kind of person Wu Hai was....

I don't know, Wu Hai is no longer the weak and incompetent brat he thought in his heart.

Wu Hai didn't answer, and calmly watched Yan Liao, who was gradually regaining his composure.

Yan Liao smiled, looked up at Wu Hai, and said coldly: "Wu Hai, listen carefully, I never owe you anything."

"You owe me, you and God owe me! Remember, one day, this king will turn his back on this day and kill you with his own hands!"

After Yan Liao said this, he picked up the knife again, and gave Wu Hai a final hard look: "This king is leaving, if you want to stop it, you can try it, this king doesn't mind destroying the soldiers and horses you just got." !"

After all, he turned around and left with the knife.

Sima Yin looked at Wu Hai whose face was extremely gloomy, and quickly picked up his younger brother to follow Yan Liao's footsteps.

No matter how confused she was about the situation, she knew that compared to the ruthless Wu Hai, King Yan, who was willing to save his younger brother, looked more like a good person.

Langya Prince's Mansion has been burned, Wu Hai let go and Wu Hongjing didn't know what to do, and his father didn't know where Wu Hongjing hid, Sima Yin absolutely didn't dare to stay here with his younger brother.

And Wu Hai really didn't let anyone stop Yan Liao, he just kept staring at Yan Liao's tall and straight back, watching Yan Liao walk through the front yard with a knife in his hand, and finally disappeared from sight after turning a corner.

Everyone left, and in the dilapidated front yard of the palace, Wu Hai was the only one left.

The fire at the back was still crackling and burning, and the flames raged in the night wind. From time to time, there were two whining calls, which were quickly covered by the heavy sound of the wood falling to the ground.

Wu Hai stood in front of the scalding fire, standing still for a long time.

When the flames were finally about to reach his stinging back, Wu Hai walked forward a few steps as if waking up from something.

But after walking a few steps, he stopped and looked up at the Yingying full moon, Wu Hai let go of his hand.

The longbow that was tightly held fell to the ground because of a sudden let go, and a wisp of light gray was thrown up, staining the white clothes that were no longer clean.

Wu Hai lowered his head slowly.

There was dark blood on the skirt, he raised his slightly trembling hand, reached into the skirt and took out a white jade finger wrench.

"How about this, let's make an agreement. In the future, as long as you wear this finger ring, you don't have to be afraid of me. No matter how bad my temper is, no matter how unhappy I am, as long as I see you wearing a finger ring, I will never get angry at you." .”

Under the moonlight, the white jade wrench finger was pinched in Wu Hai's hand with a cool feeling.As long as Wu Hai throws it back, he can be buried in the sea of ​​flames immediately, and disappear from the world just like the white wolf.

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Wu Hongjing desperately fled from the front yard, trying his best to escape in order to survive.

But Wu Hai's arrow didn't shoot at all, instead it whizzed past Lao Shang's head, not knowing where to shoot.

Wu Hongjing didn't care about what was going on, he seized the opportunity and ran out desperately.

Not long after running, horseshoes came from behind, Wu Hongjing gritted his teeth, thinking that Wu Hai was really teasing him!

Wu Hongjing's heart almost jumped out of his throat, will he die?Is he dying?

However, when the horseshoes passed by Wu Hongjing, they didn't stop. Ai Hao, the left guard, led two teams, and just passed by Wu Hongjing without seeing them.

Wu Hongjing: "...?"

Wu Hongjing stopped, his chest heaving violently, watching Ai Hao run towards the city gate, he knew what Wu Hai wanted to do.

Wu Hai must have ordered the city to be closed.

Wu Hongjing's face was pale. Was Wu Hai chasing after him in the city after the city was closed...?Feeling panic and despair all of a sudden, Wu Hongjing didn't know if he still had any chance of life.

Gritting his teeth and walking like this, a voice suddenly came from behind Wu Hongjing: "Are you... the second son of Gusu Wu?"