you're done

The whistling sword wind passed by his ears.

Luo Zhiwei rolled and fell to the ground, barely avoiding it, his face was covered with mud, but he didn't even bother to wipe it off, and then ran to the other side rolling and crawling.

A little slack is death.

He struggled to stand up against the wall, gasping for breath, his heart ached, and his eyes were still fixed on the figure who walked forward calmly.

【His ears can't hear, but his eyes can always see, right? Can he also attack me? 】 Luo Zhiwei questioned.

【He has lost his temper, he can't see who you are, only killing by nature. 】

day!

Even if Lou Jihui couldn't see or hear him, he could still identify his position through the sound of the wind and footsteps.

The sharp sword chopped off a bamboo.

Luo Shiwei fell backwards, his arm rubbed against the tree trunk, and the pain was burning. He hissed, and quickly suppressed his voice, trying to find a solution.

He can't escape for long.

Luo Shiwei bit his lips hard, but his brain was in severe pain and his eyes were blackened, not to mention that his body was full of diseases, even Qin Jiuge couldn't dodge that man's sword.

He was able to bear the wounds all over the body until now, but because Lou Jihui has been cruelly teasing him all the time, watching him struggling to survive.

This is the first time for Luo Zhiwei to feel how indulgent and partial Lou Jihui was to him in the past, because once he is not the "Yanqing" he fancy, but a toy who can be killed at will...

That's where the horror begins.

And this person in front of him is the most real governor.

A lunatic who is cold-blooded, cruel, cruel, and takes pleasure in the pain and despair of others.

No... He must be brought back to his sanity.

Luo Shiwei gritted his teeth and thought, he couldn't drag on any longer, he had to take the initiative.

Even so, it's risky.

Luo Shiwei took out the bell in his sleeve.

bell bell -

It was a voice that could only be heard by Lou Jihui, it was clear and bright, and it was transmitted to his brain in a special way in a single thread.

Lou looked back and looked in the direction where Luo Shiwei was hiding.

His phoenix pupils were long and narrow, but they lacked the usual lazy style. When his deep pupils stared at people, they were terrifying like hell's magma.

It seems that if you are in it, you will be burned and cremated without leaving any bones.

Luo Shiwei's heart skipped a beat.

He knew that although Lou Jihui could still hear Yunling's sound, he was not sure whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

Is it able to wake up the other party, or is it a death that falls into the trap.

"The building is back..."

Luo Zhiwei called his name in a slightly hoarse voice, sternly: "Master, you have to see who I am. If Yanqing dies here, who will help you complete the great cause of controlling the world?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly let out a muffled snort. This time, Luo Shiwei couldn't escape,

Lou Jihui maintained that careless expression on his face, and with an understatement, a sword pierced through his shoulder, nailing him firmly to the tree.

The man calmly drew the sword, and in an instant, blood gushed out frantically, staining the young man's clothes red in large swaths.

He watched the prey slumped to the ground with cold eyes, his breath gradually weakened, and the corners of the young man's lips moved slightly, as if he was saying something.

Lou could neither hear nor see clearly, which seemed to touch his sensitive point, and the man's face turned gloomy and cold in an instant.

He bent down, pinched the young man's chin, and forced him to look up. With a cold voice without any warmth, he ordered: "Say it again."

Lou Jihui's movements were very rough, and with a jingle, the little red Yunling slipped from Luo Shiwei's palm.

The young man moved, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out. He coughed uncontrollably, but his hoarse voice was mixed with a wild laughter:

"What did you say? Didn't you hear it? Oh yes, I remembered it. The governor seems to be really deaf, and he can't hear the slightest sound. It's so pitiful..."

Lou Jihui frowned slowly.

Yun Ling's clear and clear voice mixed with the young man's vague voice, strangely reached his ears together.

Slowly, with his dark and cold eyes, he could clearly see the appearance of the prey.

The young man's face was snow-white, and there were large patches of blood on the corners of his lips. He raised his head, his breathing became weaker and weaker, but he couldn't stop talking to himself:

"Now that I think about it, the governor should have had hearing problems a long time ago, right?"

"Forcing others to look up and talk to you every time, because you were not completely deaf at that time, at least you were also hard of hearing;

Governor likes to look directly at a person, because you need to read lips...lips, huh..."

"I finally know what Qin Jiuge means. The Governor is indeed a master of martial arts, but the more you use your martial arts, the more damage you will do to your five senses, right? That's why you will lose your hearing, lose your mind, and be driven by the desire to kill." manipulating..."

Luo Shi smiled softly, and even when he was about to die, he still laughed at Lou Jihui: "It's so pitiful, with the pride of the Governor, I have slowly hidden the weakness of the five senses for so many years, but I'm afraid I won't be able to hide it in the future..."

Lou Ji showed a chill on his face and stared at him coldly, making it difficult to distinguish his true emotions.

The young man finally struggled to raise his blood-soaked hand, stroked his cheek, smiled, and said, "Damn dog, kill me, and you will regret it later."

Luo Shiwei's breath became weaker and weaker, his fingers drooped weakly, he felt the increasingly chaotic consciousness, and slowly closed his eyes.

The young man fell down weakly, but fell into Lou Jihui's arms.

"Yanqing..."

"Report - Fuzhou Great Victory!"

When the news that the rebel army was suppressed reached the capital, everything had already been settled.

Luo Shiwei, the servant of the third rank Zhongshu, sneaked into the enemy camp alone, made open and secret visits, and provided the most valuable information for the war, helping the East Factory Governor's main building to return smoothly and lead his troops to regain the lost ground.

However, Mr. Luo was seriously injured and hadn't woken up for a long time. Now he has been sent to the capital, and the entire Tai Hospital has been devoted to treatment.

"Although Master Luo was seriously injured, he managed to save his life, and although the people of the world are extremely shameless towards the eunuchs, it is a great joy to conquer Fuzhou after all. They refused to accept Dongchang, so they took all the credit for it. On Luo Shiwei's head..."

"Besides, Naluo Shiwei was the one who strongly advocated the opening of Enke last time. Now students from all over the world are almost making him a god, and you can hear people writing poems praising him wherever you go."

"That's unnecessary. How can he work for a traitor, how can he afford such an honor?"

"You don't know yet..."

One of the court officials looked strange, and said in a low voice: "It is now rumored that Luo Zhiwei, as the son of the censor, could join the eunuch party. Threatening his life, forcing him to submit!"

"..."

Talented people...

Someone twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "His talents are all used in the brothel Chuguan!"

cough cough cough.

Someone came over, coughed twice, and reminded coolly: "My lords, Lord Lou has already returned to court. How is everyone's apology written?"

"..."

"........."

"…………"

Farewell!

The crowd dispersed.

When Luo Shiwei regained consciousness, it was already half a month later.

He was lying on the bed, covered with a soft quilt, and the maid opened the door when she came in and out, and the breeze was already blowing in, making him feel cool.

Luo Shiwei's eyes moved, and from the side, he saw the little boy who was writing in front of the desk.

Luo Mang pursed his lips, with a cold face, like ice that would never melt for thousands of years, but there was a little more tenacity between his brows.

He put down the book, glanced at the medicine brought by the maid, and said coldly: "Put it down, I'll feed it."

"Yes."

The maid seemed to be particularly afraid of him, even though it was only a "seven-year-old" child, she quickly put down the medicine and retreated cautiously.

Luo Mang picked up the medicine and stirred it. The thick black juice exuded a bitter aura. After walking towards Luo Shiwei, he whispered to himself, "Father, it's time to take the medicine."

"I won't eat!" A crisp refusal suddenly sounded in the room.

The little cub was startled, and suddenly raised his head, only to see that the person on the bed had woken up at some point, and even moved to the side. His eyes, when looking at the medicine bowl, were like facing a formidable enemy.

Luo Mang's expression froze slightly, and for a moment, he didn't know what expression to make.

Luo Shiwei stared at him with big eyes.

After a long time, the father was the first to break the stalemate. He poked his head in and whispered, "My dear son, put down the medicine first, sit next to Daddy, and tell Daddy what's going on now."

"Ah."

Luo Mang responded subconsciously, but did not put down the bowl, but put it in front of him, and said coldly, "Drink the medicine first, then talk about other things."

"..."

Luo Zhiwei changed his face in an instant: "You rebellious son, I'm afraid you're going to poison your father to death—oh!"

That little brat was a jerk, with an expressionless face, he pressed the medicine to his lips coldly, with just one word: "Drink."

--through!

I see through!

Luo Shiwei has no doubts that if he refuses to drink the medicine, the next moment this son of a bitch will have to drink it himself.

What kind of villains are these!

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Luo Zhiwei poured down a big bowl with tears in his eyes in humiliation.

"Hiccup~"

A mouthful of candied fruit was stuffed into his mouth.

Luo Shiwei chewed and scolded, "Son!"

The boy said with a blank face: "You really came back to life."

"Your father is destined to die." Luo Zhi groaned slightly: "Tell me, has Fuzhou been subdued? What about the dog, is it dead? Or is it that the entire Jin Kingdom is in chaos? "

Because it was obvious that they were not in their own territory, the two had a tacit understanding and did not share any unnecessary information.

"No."

Luo Mang said: "You were seriously injured and sent back to the capital. Lou Jihui successfully captured Fuzhou, and the rebels suppressed them all. Now the new magistrate of Fuzhou has taken office and opened a warehouse to relieve the disaster and appease the hearts of the people."

"What else?" Luo Zhiwei ate another candied fruit.

Luo Mang paused, and said, "I overheard the latter. Qin Jiuge was arrested and confessed to the mastermind behind the rebel army..."

"He didn't die?" Luo Zhiwei was a little surprised, but he was too busy to take care of himself that night, and he really didn't see Qin Jiuge's situation clearly, so he couldn't help asking curiously: "So, who is in charge of all this? "

"Son of Heaven."

——! ! !

Luo Zhi was slightly taken aback: "That's...it makes sense."

The only one who can control the entire Fuzhou and make Fuzhou's general soldiers voluntarily surrender to join this bureau is the royal family they are loyal to.

It's just that the game of encircling and suppressing the building was broken.

He is not dead.

Luo Zhiwei thought for a while and asked, "What about the dead eunuch? He won't kill the emperor again, right? This royal blood is really going to be emptied by him!"

A lazy voice suddenly sounded: "No, I'm a dead dog here, but I didn't expect Master Luo to be so alive when he woke up."

Luo Shiwei instinctively looked towards the door, but met Lou Jihui who was smiling but not smiling.

If you speak ill of someone, you will be caught on the spot.