[Rebirth] The lord wants a minister to die

The sound of dripping water echoed in the cave, and He Zhan leaned on Ning Jin's shoulder and fell asleep. Although his hands and feet were cold, his forehead was still hot.Ning Jin's shoulders were numb and sore, but he sat upright, afraid that if he moved slightly, He Zhan would wake up.

The sky had gradually darkened, and the coolness gradually swept across the entire cave.This cave is where Ning Qi often comes to hunt in Qingfeng Mountain. Because of its hidden location, it is not easy to be found, so it has become his cave.He was fiddling with the newly-born fire, and the dancing flames illuminated his handsome face, his pair of eyes were fiercely gloomy, like a rakshasa with jade faces.

"Master..." He Zhan shouted unconsciously.

Ning Qi snorted, "My lord, my lord, who are you calling?" Last time when He Zhan was drunk, he also yelled like this, saying some inexplicable words that people couldn't understand.

Ning Jin was silent for a long time, and said with some difficulty: "When can I go back? Third Uncle... he can't hold on for too long."

Ning Qi narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly: "Third Uncle? Who are you?"

"Ning Jin."

Ning Jin raised his eyebrows, knowing it in his heart.He had heard that Ning Jin was a flirt left behind by King Ning Ping, but he was just a mediocre person, and he was always used by the current people in Qing Ping Palace.However, the rumors do not seem to be very credible.Ning Qi's voice was neutral, and the evaluation he gave was also very pertinent: "It's a bit courageous, but it's too impatient." The first half of the sentence is because Ning Jin dared to fight him, and the second half is because Ning Jin dared to fight him. Do it with him.

However, Ning Jin protected He Zhan like a calf, and Ning Qi couldn't help asking: "Is He Zhan treating you well? Let you protect him like this."

Ning Jin clenched his fists and replied solemnly: "Okay, the best."

Ning Qi snorted disdainfully, and threw the firewood in his hand into the fire, his voice was very soft, as if he was saying to himself: "Yeah, who is he not good to? He is good to everyone." Pause After a while, he said: "Don't worry, my people will arrive right away. There is a Taoist temple on Qingfeng Mountain. The Taoist priest Tian Yuan once hung a pot to help the world before he became a monk. He knows the art of rejuvenation. It is not difficult to save He Zhan."

"Can we go up the mountain now?" Ning Jin said, "Third Uncle has been doing this for almost two days."

"Now the outside is full of people from Huwei Village."

"I'm not afraid."

Ning Qi couldn't help but smiled, looked at Ning Jin's eyes deepened, and said: "If you are not afraid, go with He Zhan on your back now."

"I don't know the way, but I have to go." The threat in the words was already obvious. If Ning Qi didn't take them up the mountain, Ning Jinbao might do something out of the ordinary.As for what it was, Ning Jin himself didn't know.Ning Jin clenched his fists, he couldn't do anything.

Ning Qi was not angry, but was aroused by the young man in front of him. He said, "Are you threatening me?"

Ning Jin thought for a long time, and said in a calm voice, "If you meet people from Huwei Village, I will lure them away, and you take Third Uncle up the mountain. What he wants is your life, and I can die for you."

"You are not afraid of death?"

"afraid."

"Since you are afraid, why dare you?"

"Except for this life, I have nothing and know nothing." Ning Jin was very calm, and could not hear any wavering at all.Just like what King Fengming said, he will only get in the way and become He Zhan's burden.

Ning Jin's shoulders suddenly sank, and He Zhan's head rested softly on his shoulders.Ning Jin saw that his face was extremely pale, as if it would shatter if touched lightly.Ning Jin suffocated, and pulled up the warm robe, wrapping He Zhan up, but he still couldn't help panicking, and finally called He Zhan tentatively: "Third Uncle..."

When there was no response, Ning Jin gently pushed him: "Third Uncle..." He Zhan still couldn't answer.

He felt wet on his arm, and he reached out to touch it, but all he touched was sticky blood.He Zhan's wound began to bleed uncontrollably, his whole body was hot, and the dead skin turned on his lips. If his chest was not still rising and falling slightly, Ning Jin really thought he was dead.His eyes were red instantly, and with the strength he felt out of nowhere, he pulled He Zhan up and carried him on his back.But his body was too small, He Zhan's soft body slid off his back, and he didn't have the strength to connect.

Ning Qi caught He Zhan's body with quick eyes and hands, and he could feel the burning heat of this body through the thin clothes.His brows were tightly furrowed, and Ning Jin's words "can't hold on for too long" were not words of worry.He put He Zhan on his back, threw his official cloak to Ning Jin, who was only wearing a single shirt, and said coldly, "Since you are not afraid, then follow me."

He Zhan had already lost consciousness, and his weak and scorching breath sprayed behind Ning Qi's ears, carrying the smell of blood.The full moon hung in the center of the night sky, and the bright moonlight covered the forest field with a layer of clear frost. The three of them walked quietly in the night.

"Why do you want to block the knife for this king? Don't you hate this king the most!" Ning Qi gritted his teeth and said this sentence, "He Zhan, if you dare to die, this king will let you expose your corpse to the wilderness!"

I don't know if Ning Qi's voice was too clear, or the bumps along the way were too severe, He Zhan regained some consciousness, and by coincidence, he heard King Fengming's cruel words to expose his corpse to the wilderness, and laughed weakly: "I don't want to miss me even if I die...We...cough cough...who doesn't like who?"

"Third Uncle!" Ning Jin finally had a gleam of light in his eyes.

Just as He Zhan wanted to answer him, he accidentally coughed up, and blood gushed out together with his breath, splashing on Ning Qi's face.Ning Qi almost threw He Zhan down, and shouted with a dark face, "He Zhan! You want to die early, don't you?!"

Ning Jin hurried forward and patted He Zhan on the back to help him feel better.

"I'm here..." He Zhan finally calmed down, his anger was as thin as a thread, but the words he said were as unbearable as ever, "How could I want to die early? There are not many opportunities for Fengming King to carry it... What do you say?" How many girls in the capital are envious of this Young Master? Just to damage the reputation of Feng Ming King... But Feng Ming King should not care about these false names... Is... right?"

"you!"

The light and shadow in front of He Zhan's eyes made him unable to distinguish between dreams and reality for a while, his eyelids became heavier and his head became heavier and heavier.Is this all over again?He just wanted to be a ghost, why is it so difficult?If he dies again this time, he should drink a glass of wine with Zi Lu before coming down. Maybe the wine of the gods has the effect of intoxicating life and dreaming. He only needs to take a sip, and he will be drunk for the rest of his life. When he wakes up, he will be reincarnated.

Don't be so tired, it's not bad to think about it.

His consciousness gradually lost, his head fell on Ning Qi's shoulder, and he passed out again.Ning Qi carried He Zhan on his back, and his steps quickened a little.

The black cold wind whizzed through the branches, the light and shadow overlapped, and the leaves made a whirring sound, which seemed especially strange in the quiet night.Stepping on fallen leaves under their feet, there was a rustling sound, and both of them walked very lightly.

The two were walking on the road when they suddenly heard a roar from far away in the forest: "Second Master! They are here!" Said the chaotic sound of horseshoes and rushed towards them.Ning Jin's eyes tightened, and he said anxiously, "Take third uncle away!"

Ning Qi said: "Do you think this king will really let you go to die? These bandits are all here for this king, no matter how unbearable I am, King Fengming, I will never let a child die for me." He put He Zhan down , and said, "Follow this path."

Suddenly, Ning Jin took out a short and delicate dagger from his sleeve.It was originally Ning Qi's dagger, and Ning Qi used it to cut the throat of the gangster who held Ning Jin hostage, and there was still half-dried blood on it.Ning Jin's posture for holding the dagger was wrong, but he threw his backhand in front of Ning Qi, blocking his way.Ning Jin said: "King Fengming's personal danger is all because of me. Since I promised you, I will never go back on my word!"

"Ning Jin, you..." He didn't even know when Ning Jin stole his dagger.

Ning Jin put on the hood, and slowly backed away with the dagger sideways. There seemed to be sparkles in his eyes, and his voice trembled: "Third Uncle, Ning Jin is finally useful..."

After finishing speaking, he immediately turned around and ran towards the direction of the sound of horseshoes, his extremely thin figure was instantly buried in the dark night.

"There he is! Chase!"

The sound of horseshoes that had been approaching disappeared in the opposite direction.

Ning Qi clenched his teeth, put He Zhan on his back, and ran towards the Taoist temple quickly—it was still too late, as long as he was fast enough, it was still too late to turn back and save Ning Jin.

The people in Huweizhai killed more than half of them in the traps in the dense forest. In order to vent their anger, they have been searching the mountain for most of the day.When seeing the shadow that is undoubtedly revealed in the moonlight, where will you pay attention to the face under the hood?I saw that person was wearing an official robe and a cloak with a unicorn cloud pattern embroidered with gold thread, so it must be Ning Qi.When the leopard head saw him, he was furious, his eyes were about to burst, he pinched the horse's belly and chased after him, cursing: "You dog, grandpa will kill you!" There was a cold light flashing, and there was a bone-like chill.

Ning Jin ran in the forest like an arrow, he was gasping for breath, his legs were as heavy as if they had been injected with lead, but he didn't dare to stop, he just ran desperately, desperately.The howling wind seemed to slit his throat and twisted his heart and lungs, making him feel unbearable pain even when he took a breath.

No matter how fast he ran, he couldn't run as fast as the big horse under the leopard's head.As the people got closer, Ning Jin became more and more desperate.He wanted to stop, but he was afraid that he would not leave enough time for Ning Qi and He Zhan, so he could only run hard.

Suddenly, a white shadow sprang out in front of him, a small mass, like a rabbit, running fast, and disappeared from Ning Jin's field of vision in the blink of an eye.Ning Jin instinctively ran in the direction of the rabbit.

Gradually, the world in front of Ning Jin began to distort, a strong sense of dizziness came over him, his footsteps gradually slowed down, his stomach felt as if the river was overwhelmed, and acid water was constantly bubbling from his mouth.The leopard-headed men finally caught up. Seeing that "Ning Qi" had become a pinch, he pulled the reins to slow down, wanting to enjoy his pain before killing "Ning Qi".

Ning Jin staggered and fell to the ground with cold sweat on the back of his neck.He knew he couldn't escape.

"Run! Run again! You have killed so many brothers of mine, and grandpa will have to tear you apart to eliminate the hatred in my heart!" Leopard waved his hand and ordered: "Go! Drag him here!"

The two jumped off their horses, each holding an arm, and dragged Ning Jin to the leopard-headed horse.One of them took off the hood on Ning Jin's head, revealing his pale face with bottomless eyes.He was shocked and said: "Second Master, this doesn't seem to be King Fengming."

"What!" Leopard head jumped down, squeezed Ning Jin's chin, glanced at it, murderous look flashed in his eyes, and said angrily, "Grandma! How dare you play tricks on your grandpa!" Leopard head slapped Ning Jin hard, and Ning Jin Red marks immediately appeared on Jin's left cheek.

"What now? How to deal with him?"

Leopard pinched Ning Jin's face and asked, "Say! Where is King Fengming?"

Ning Jin didn't answer, Leopard raised his hand and slapped again: "Say it! I told you not to say it!" He kicked Ning Jin hard a few times, and said angrily, "Say it! Say it! King Fengming Where is it! Ah——" Leopard howled with a headache, and his huge body fell to the ground in an instant, with blood spurting from his ankles.

"Second master!"

Looking at Ning Jin again, Ru Chai's hand was holding the dagger tightly, and there was a ruthless violence in his eyes.

"Ah!! Kill him!" The leopard covered his wound and yelled again and again, angrily slashing at Ning Jin with his knife.

It was hard for Ning Jin to dodge that knife.But at the moment when the knife fell, two stones flew from the depths of the forest, and hit the bandit holding the knife impartially on the back of his hand, his hand was loosened suddenly, and the knife fell to the ground with a bang.I only heard Zhongzheng's thick and heavy curse from afar, with a thick accent: "You bastard! You son of a bitch! Pay me for my mink!!"

The author has something to say: Ning Qi: Heartless thing!

He Zhan (raise hand): Report!He curses.

Xiao Ningjin: The third uncle is not a heartless person!You are not allowed to frame him.

Ning Jin: Cut.

Ning Qi: ...