It's not good to be a courtier

Feng Yanchu thought that with Murong Qi's intelligence, even if he was hunted down, he would not be in a particularly miserable situation. When he searched for three days in the northern border, saw through two substitutes, and found the real Murong Qi, he Only then did he feel that on this point, he underestimated the degree of Murong Dan's rage, and also overestimated Murong Qi's ability to escape.

He and Liu Rong searched south along the Ganges for a long time, and finally found signs of a fight in a dock. This was the fifth route they followed, and it was Feng Yan's last hopeless one.Murong Qi was not good at water, he never challenged what he was not good at, until the third day at dusk, he realized that he really didn't understand Murong Qi, at least not as much as he imagined.

Murong Qi was drenched and curled up in the basement of the dock, with a high fever, and there were five masters around him, and the others were dead or injured, and they all fell behind.The leader of the dark guard took a deep look at Liu Rong, and said expressionlessly: "At first we planned to cross the river, but we didn't expect the boat to sink, His Highness fell into the water, and started to burn in the morning." The dark guard said lightly, but this Feng Yan can imagine the hardships involved.

Feng Yan walked to Murong Qi's side, stretched out his hand to support him to see his injury, just touched his shoulder, the skin under his hand was scorching hot, Feng Yan said hoarsely: "No..." Yan doctor asked for medicine , in such circumstances?He pursed his lips and swallowed the words he wanted to say, quietly looking at Murong Qi who was still restless in his sleep, his heart was full of bitterness, he never imagined that the iron-blooded emperor who existed as towering as a mountain would have such a desperate situation look.He reached under Murong Qi's waist, where a thick layer of bandage seemed to be dry.

The dark guard said: "The last dose of medicine has been used up today, His Highness's wound is showing signs of deterioration."

Feng Yan looked up at Liu Rong, and Liu Rong said with a serious expression: "This is a sword wound, we cannot delay."

Feng Yan nodded, and at this moment, Murong Qi suddenly convulsed, opened his eyelids slightly, his eyes were a little slack, even though he was so weak, his voice was still faint, and he said: "Proceed as originally planned, crossing the river at night .” He didn’t see the extra people around him, and he gave such a calm order with a rock-solid will.

The dark guard didn't make a sound, Feng Yan knew he was burnt out, it was pouring rain outside, there were water leaks everywhere in the dock, there was no dry place at all, and the Ganges River was surprisingly stormy at night, crossing the river meant a narrow escape.

Feng Yan brought several bottles of gold sore medicine in his luggage. Even though he was in a hurry, he did not forget to bring two oilcloths. No matter where he was going next, if he was delayed for a moment on the road, it would be fatal to Murong Qi. .He directed Liu Rong to help Murong Qi to the corner, and cleaned Murong Qi's wound again with the weak light from the crack. The edge of the wound was already a little black due to the damp. He even suspected that Murong Qi's high fever was not caused by falling into the water, but It was because of the wound.If this is the case, then he must be treated immediately.

Feng Yan frowned and carefully bandaged his wound, then wrapped the oilcloth on it, raised his head and said to the dark guard: "I'll take him back, and you lead the people to move on."

The leader of the hidden guards was silent, and said: "Your Majesty once loved His Highness the Sixth Highness very much. His Highness, the former King of Xiling, cared for His Highness the Sixth Highness. The general probably doesn't know about such palace secrets."

Feng Yan was taken aback for a moment, and instinctively wanted to say it was impossible, but he kept silent and did not argue after all.Since the hidden guard had already said that this was a palace secret, he couldn't take the risk of taking him back, but walking with such a group of people did not reduce the danger by half.

When everyone was discussing to no avail, the pungent smell of kerosene suddenly came from the cracks. Feng Yan heard the orderly and frequent footsteps outside the dock, and picked up Murong Qi and carried it on his shoulders. Someone in the dark guard said: "Feng Jiangjun The whereabouts were leaked."

Everyone's actions faltered with this sentence, he knew that no one could be trusted at this moment, but infighting at such a crucial point would have disastrous consequences.The leader of the dark guard walked up to Feng Yan almost at the next moment, and said softly: "There is a secret door in the dock, follow me." The other dark guards cleaned up their equipment, and the dock was silent for a while.

After only two steps, kerosene flowed from the crevice, and the pungent smell of oil permeated instantly. Feng Yan carried Murong Qi on his shoulders, and followed closely behind the dark guard. There were still a few people behind him, and he walked out of the dock. However, a few feet away, with the shadow of swords and swords behind him, with a bang, the entire dock collapsed, and the flames shot out along the route of kerosene.Someone screamed in the chaos, "It doesn't matter whether you live or die, capture Murong Qi!" There was another violent explosion, Feng Yan tightly protected Murong Qi's head, and bent down to avoid the air wave. He didn't hear what Wei said beside him, and the dock was instantly engulfed in flames. The pouring rain did not extinguish the flames, but spread the flames.

The leader of the dark guard turned his head to pay attention to the situation of the dock, and seemed to be surprised by something, pushed Feng Yan away, and was nailed to the ground not far from the river bank by a huge crossbow several feet long.Feng Yan's eyes tightened suddenly. It was Gu Chuan's soaring crossbow. Gu Chuan's clan had already been exterminated, and someone got such a thing.He didn't have time to think about it, and ran desperately towards the Ganges River. The shooting force of the soaring crossbow can reach a thousand jun, and it can shoot through a huge stone and iron tripod. It is a trivial matter to shoot through a few people.

Liu Rong was behind Feng Yan at that time, watching helplessly as the giant crossbow pinned the hidden guards to the ground one by one. In such a dark night with heavy rain, who would have such vision.

"Let's go!" he yelled sharply, seeing the huge crossbow coming, the blow was almost unavoidable.If he evades, Feng Yan will definitely be shot.He is the future Lord of the Eastern Realm, he could have... Yu'er has always been more suitable than him, it is cheaper than that guy Feng Yan, Murong Qi should be a wise king, otherwise he will not let him go if he is really a ghost these people.He stabilized his foot, his hands clenched into fists, and the huge crossbow hit the wind, but his eyes suddenly went dark, and a figure slightly taller than him blocked his head. The man lost his silver in the fierce battle just now Mask, fair complexion covered under a black cloak, a pair of dark eyes stared straight at him, a mocking smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, the huge crossbow pierced through his chest, and the huge force took the man far away, Liu Rong was only stunned for a moment, something suddenly collapsed in his heart.

Feng Yan rushed out of the dock for a few feet under the cover of the only remaining guards, and several men in black came fighting behind him. Murong Qi raised his eyes to pay attention to the movement of the dock, and a man in black jumped up just in time. Murong Qi said: Waist!" Feng Yan bent down immediately after hearing this, avoiding the sword edge of the man in black, Murong Qi just landed on the ground, stretched out his hand to clasp his waist, a cold light flashed in his hand, turned over and passed Feng Yan's shoulder, the sword in his hand was like a spirit snake Like cleverness, he entangled along the opponent's sword edge, and disabled the opponent's arm with one blow. The move was decisive and ruthless.Murong Qi was about 14 years old at that time, but his majestic and frightening aura was far superior to Feng Yan's, making the men in black rushing over from the opposite side stunned.

Feng Yan stood up and retreated behind Murong Qi.Murong Qi stood behind Feng Yan with a livid face, standing upright, showing no signs of any injuries on his body.But the man in black swung his whip, and the first blow hit Murong Qi's injured waist.Feng Yan waved his sword to block it, and the visitor knew that Murong Qi was injured.

The men in black bypassed the exploding dock and gathered more and more here. Even Feng Yan found it difficult to deal with so many people at the same time.Feng Yan unsheathed his long sword and stood back to back with Murong Qi. The men in black rushed forward. Feng Yan glanced at Murong Qi. The tacit understanding between him and Murong Qi was honed overnight.

The sword is radiant, one soft and the other strong, I haven't seen it for a few years, Murong Qi's willow-leaf sword is extremely domineering, although it is a soft sword, it is stronger than the three-foot Qingfeng in his hands.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the two fought for a long time. Only then did Feng Yan realize that Murong Qi's face was pale and terrifying. Even if they still had the strength to fight, such a long-term confrontation would be quite unfavorable to Murong Qi.Feng Yan was distracted, and was hit in the chest by a man in black, choking on bloody foam, Murong Qi flew over and blocked the second blow for him, and the edge of the sword was weakened.The willow leaf sword snapped in two with a "squeak", the blade obliquely brushed against Murong Qi's cheek, and a bloodstain of several inches lay horizontally.

Feng Yan took Murong Qi's retreating body, and several of them flew into the piles of weeds beside the Ganges River, and whispered: "Let's go!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the man in black immediately shot a lot of hidden weapons into the weeds. Murong Qi couldn't dodge it, he was hit on his leg, he couldn't stand stably, and his body tilted into the Ganges River. A place to grab hold of.

At the very moment, Feng Yan leaned forward and grabbed Murong Qi, the mud collapsed, Murong Qi sank deeper and deeper, he sternly said: "Let go!"

"No, I have a solution, don't move!" Feng Yan looked at the bottomless muddy water behind Murong Qi. A dead end.An unprecedented fear swept through his heart. Before he had time to explore his current mood, he tried his best not to let go, and his body was slowly dragged down.

"Let go!" Murong Qi was more awake than ever at this moment, the footsteps behind Feng Yan were getting closer, and the mud under him almost collapsed, he said calmly: "I don't blame you, you, live well. "

"No, don't move," Feng Yan desperately stretched out his body, trying his best to hold Murong Qi tightly, but his hands were stained with mud, and now the mud was like Murong Qi's life-threatening talisman, making his hands slowly slip off his own Palm of the hand, "No, I can save..."

Murong Qi took a deep look at Feng Yan, he was always decisive and ruthless in this kind of matter, he broke away his hand, Feng Yan let out a horrified "ah", his mind went blank, no!

The fire in the dock burned for a long time before it was extinguished. Where the crossbow passed, almost all the hidden guards were annihilated. The man in gray stood with his hands behind his back on the bank of the Ganges, and the people behind him counted the number of people one by one. Report: "One of Murong Qi's hidden guards was missing, and three died in the dock, all of which were burned beyond recognition. Murong Qi and Feng Yan fell into the river. At this point, their bodies may have been floating for a long time."

"Is there any abnormality found around the dock?" The man in gray asked solemnly.

"No one escaped!"

"Murong Qi must be dead, everyone should retreat."

"I haven't seen Murong Qi's body with my own eyes, how can I explain to His Highness the Sixth Highness how to retreat like this?" The man hesitated for a moment.

"I have already completed the task my master entrusted to me. As for how to explain it to His Highness the Sixth Highness, that is your business." The man in gray said lightly, flicked his sleeves, turned and left.

The man looked at the back of the man in gray, his eyes flickering, and the man in gray came out with a group of people.Someone came up and asked, "My lord, are we going to retreat?"

"Going back is death, what do you think?" the man said coldly, "Unless we go back with Murong Qi's head, we will all die!"

After Wang Qi dealt with the members of the Xiao family and the Xue family, he followed the traces of the hidden guards all the way to the dock. The dock experienced several explosions and was completely devastated.He searched inside and out carefully, but he still didn't find any trace of Murong Qi, so he felt a little relieved.Just as he was thinking about the possible route of Murong Qi, two footsteps sounded outside the dock, Wang Qi hurriedly got down, and a young voice said: "Isn't your lord here? Someone from the other side sent a message and found Murong. Pray for traces."

Another voice said coolly: "Don't be another fake news that distracts us, we have to receive this kind of news dozens of times a day."

"It won't be wrong this time. The person who sent the news is definitely him. Hurry up and report it to your lord." The man urged anxiously.

"Okay, come with me," the two footsteps sounded farther and farther away, and when there was no sound at all, Wang Qi came out from behind the dock and looked towards the opposite bank. The surge never stops.He was about to leave when footsteps came from the front of the dock again, but this time it was extremely clear.

Wang Qi held his breath, for a moment, a gust of wind hit from the side, Wang Qi suddenly spread his fan, gathered the three black needles that struck, swung his wrist, the needles turned and shot back quickly, with a "squeak" , landed on the black fan spread out opposite, the man's red clothes fluttered, his eyes slanted into his temples, and his clear voice was as clear as the first rain, "What a coincidence..."

Wang Qi turned his back, as if he hadn't heard of it, turned his wrists, put the white feather fan in his arms, and the corners of his lips were tightly pressed, making the line of his jaw extremely cold, and he said solemnly: "The third highness also stepped in. Shouldn't you be watching from the sidelines?" He said without waiting for someone to answer, and stepped into the water with his hands behind his back.

Huan Tan pulled his lips into a helpless smile, watched his back disappear from the Ganges River, his body slowly tilted against the wall, his face showed a slight pain, that person must feel that the bloody smell on his body was contaminated by others , panting for breath, he sat down slowly while leaning against the scorched wall, pulled open his clothes, and saw a several-inch-long stab wound on his fair chest, blood dripping continuously, dripping down his hem In the soil under the feet.He hastily withdrew from the battle situation, only enough to retreat here, the wound medicine he brought had long been used up, he hastily touched the acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, leaned his head against the wall to breathe, it was really too reluctant.A shadow suddenly covered his head, he made a sudden move with his fingers, and was restrained by a white jade fan.

"You!" Huan Tan raised his eyes, Wang Qiju looked down at him in a state of embarrassment, with no expression on his face, and his subordinates neatly sprinkled the medicine powder on his wound, and tore off a piece of his underwear to cover him tightly. Wrapped it up, "Although the red mandala has the effect of temporarily improving the skill, your blood is too fragrant."

Huan Tan covered his eyes with his left hand, and smiled helplessly, "Murong Dan is like crazy, he kills anyone he sees, what can I do, I have to kill when I meet him." He moved his shoulder, and gasped in pain With a cold breath, he forced a smile and said, "Even if you hate me, you don't need to wear this Huanxiang powder." Just as I was talking, a thick layer of sweat, mixed with dust, flowed down from the forehead to the cheeks .

Wang Qi stood up and said calmly: "I came out in a hurry, I only brought this kind of wound medicine, let's make do with it."

Huan Tan sat on the ground gasping for breath in pain, he couldn't even speak, after a while, he finally found his voice, "Three quarters ago, Murong Qi was ambushed here and fell into the river with General Feng. The river is so fast, if they can survive, they should also be washed downstream to the snow forest. There is a barren mountain, and there are many ferocious beasts in the mountain, so find them quickly!"

Wang Qi paused, put the medicine powder into his arms, and said coldly: "You have the time to gossip, it doesn't seem to be very painful." After speaking, he flung his sleeves and left, Huan Tan watched his back disappear before his eyes again, Slightly lowering her eyes, she sighed, "After all, I don't want you to...hate me too much."

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