The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

Xiao Song hurried to the backyard, and almost bumped into Fei Hu on the way.

Flying Arc avoided him sideways, and reached out to grab him: "What happened?"

Xiaosong briefly told Fei Hu about the encounter with Xie Lingshuang just now, and Fei Hu couldn't make up his mind for a while, so he went to ask Wen Jue, who was sitting in the room with a book at that time, flipping through it absent-mindedly. Hearing this, he was silent for a while, and then said: "Flying arc, you stay here before dark, don't leave the house, we will leave when night falls."

"...Yes." Fei Hu paused, and couldn't help but said, "But master, do we have to keep avoiding this forever, how can your body bear it?"

"The days like this won't last long." Wen Jue closed the book slowly, and looked up at Fei Hu, "When I'm gone, you find a place to bury me. When the time comes, he can't find it. It doesn't matter anymore."

When Wen Jue said these words, his face was calm and indifferent, but the hearts of those who heard it seemed to be filled with a lump of water-soaked sponge, heavy and sore, and full of panic.

"Engong, what are you talking about? How did you die?"

Wen Jue twitched the corner of his mouth lightly: "Everyone will die."

"Benevolence!" Xiao Song didn't finish a sentence, his nose was sore and he lost his voice, and his eyes turned red.

Wen Jue looked at him like this, and the image of Yin Wujiu when he was sad appeared unconsciously in his mind.

He cried the most when he was a child. Although he got better when he grew up, he couldn't find himself, and he didn't know if he would secretly hide and cry.

Xiaosong's grandfather visited his aunt's house in the countryside these few days. At that time, he said he wanted to take care of his grandfather, so he closed early, but it was just an excuse to prevaricate Xie Lingshuang. Now, in order to justify himself, he occasionally beats the old man's house in and out with his things. Created the illusion that someone in the house needs to be taken care of, and waited until night in such a calm situation, when Flying Arc found a few eyeliners who were lying on the wall watching secretly, they knocked them out.

He thought he had cleared away all obstacles, but he didn't know that the two pairs of eyes hidden in the dark had already seen all his actions.

"It turned out to be him!" When Fei Hu entered the room again, Xie Lingshuang said in a low voice.

"You recognize him?" Yin Wujiu asked.

"He is Old Wen's secret guard." Xie Lingshuang only ran into him once when he went to the General's Mansion two years ago. Therefore, Xie Lingshuang didn't even know his name.

But what his name is is not important, what is important is that he is from Wen Chongzhou, that is to say, Wen Chongzhou is probably here.

When Yin Wujiu heard this, his heart, which had been hanging high in the air for the past few days, fell slightly.

Since he is a hidden guard, he must be someone he trusts extremely, so he probably won't destroy that person's body!

Yin Wujiu stared intently at the dark room, waiting for the next move of the people in the room.

After a while, he saw Flying Arc coming out, empty-handed, and he couldn't help feeling empty.

On the premise that Wen Jue was [-]% sure that Wen Jue was in this room, Yin Wujiu subconsciously thought that Flying Arc would bring Wen Jue out from here, but he was empty-handed.

This made Yin Wujiu wonder if he made a mistake.

But what happened next completely exceeded his expectations.

——I saw a man slowly walking out from behind Fei Hu. He was wearing a black cloak. The wide cloak covered his head and face, so he couldn't see clearly, but this "impenetrable" Dressed up, this outstanding tall and straight figure is so familiar.

Yin Wujiu looked at that person, as if Tianling Gai had been struck by a bolt of lightning, his whole body became stiff, and his mind went blank.

As if for a moment, and as if a century had passed, Yin Wujiu recovered from the dazed emotion, as if his eyes were gradually regaining vision after being covered with a film.

The man in the yard walked towards the back door step by step.

He was leaning on a crutch, which was a bit short, so he bent slightly, his legs under the long gown seemed extraordinarily heavy, and every step was so difficult.

Yin Wujiu looked at his weak appearance as if he could fall if the wind blows, and he couldn't help but think of what happened two years ago. At that time, he sneaked into the general's mansion for revenge, and was brought out by this man After that, the other party was weak for a long time, and it was the same, even walking seemed so difficult.

That's right, last time, I stuck a dagger in his chest, and this time, I stabbed him again. Even if he didn't die, he must have been seriously injured.

Obviously, Yin Wujiu has accepted the fact that Wen Jue is not dead, even though it is unbelievable, he still accepts it very quickly.

Because no matter how much resentment he felt towards Wen Jue's deception, deep down in his heart, he hoped that he could live.

Even if he stubbornly refused to admit it!

The threshold of the back door was about an inch high, and children of all ages could easily step over it, but when the man lifted his foot, he tripped over the threshold.

Yin Wujiu's heart tightened, his body moved subconsciously, as if he wanted to go up to support him, but in the next second, the person behind that person supported him.

Yin Wujiu paused for a moment, and slowly let go of his energy to get up.

At this moment, he was in a state of confusion, confused, pleasantly surprised, and terrified at the same time, afraid that the person was not him, afraid that what was in front of him was just his own hallucination...

"Is it him? But how could this be possible, hasn't he already..." Xie Lingshuang murmured to himself in confusion and disbelief.

These words fell into Yin Wujiu's ears, he couldn't hold back anymore, he jumped out from the hiding place on the wall, and stopped Wen Jue and Fei Hu who had just left the door.

The erosion of the poison made Wen Jue's body weaker and weaker day by day, but in just a few days, his legs and feet lost all strength, and he almost fell just now, which made him focus all his attention on the road under his feet So much so that they didn't realize that there was an extra person in front of them.

After a few seconds, seeing that the arc still did not move forward, he sensed something was wrong, so he raised his head to look.

Wen Jue never expected to see Yin Wujiu here.

His pupils shrank violently, and then subconsciously, he wanted to turn around and walk back.

But obviously, it was too late. The young man standing opposite had already clearly seen his face under the light of the moonlight.

Yin Wujiu quickly took a step forward, and stretched out his hand towards Wen Jue.

As soon as his fingertips touched the brim of Wen Jue's cloak, the man took a quick step back.

Yin Wujiu's hand froze in the cool night, then he retracted it, and secretly clenched it into a fist hanging by his side.

"Where is General Wen going?"

Hearing the young man's cold tone, Wen Jue's heart suddenly throbbed.

He called him General Wen, not Master... Everything he did must have hurt him, so let him... hate himself to the core, right?

Now that things are up to now, Wen Jue doesn't want to say what should be said, and can't say it.

He remained silent as always, trying to bypass Yin Wujiu and leave from this place.

But this is simply whimsical, how could Yin Wujiu let him go after finding him for so long!

Yin Wujiu grabbed his wrist with such force that it seemed to cut off his wrist.

"Wen Jue... No, I should call you Wen Chongzhou, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

Wen Jue said lightly: "There is nothing to explain." If he could live for a long time, then he would go after Yin Wujiu to explain and ask for his forgiveness. Now that everything is clear, what's the point?

That would only make the other party feel even more sad when he left.

He must not make him suffer the pain of loss over and over again.

"Wen Chongzhou!" Yin Wujiu yelled his name out of control, and then said word by word, "You are not afraid, will I kill you?"

"You can't kill me." Wen Jue said.

Yin Wujiu looked at his indifferent and conceited appearance, a raging fire suddenly ignited in his body, burning his lungs and anxiety, almost losing his sanity.

"Shut—" Yin Wujiu pulled out the saber from his waist, and stabbed at Wen Jue's body, but as Wen Jue said, he couldn't kill him.

——When the sword was about to touch Wen Jue's body, it couldn't penetrate it no matter what. It was like two magnets with the same pole facing each other. The closer they got, the greater the resistance they encountered. It will only be bounced away vigorously.

Yin Wujiu's hand trembled violently, for a long time, with a sound of "clang", the sword fell heavily to the ground.

He took a few steps back dejectedly, raised his scarlet eyes and stared at Wen Jue: "Even if I can't kill you, you don't want to just leave like this."

"Come on, take him down."

Following Yin Wujiu's order, dozens of soldiers in armor quickly appeared in the darkness, surrounding Wen Jue and Fei Hu.

Flying Arc firmly guarded Wen Jue behind him, raised his sword to fight against those people, but there were too many opponents, even if Flying Arc was very skilled, it was difficult for him to deal with so many people, so he soon fell behind.

In the shadow of swords and swords, the commoner clothes on his body were scratched and torn.

"Stop!" Seeing more and more wounds on his body, Wen Xin tightened his heart and stopped it aloud.

But Yin Wujiu didn't call to stop, those people didn't intend to stop at all, they still kept attacking them.

Seeing that the big knife in the hands of an officer and soldier was about to slash Fei Hu's back, Wen Jue didn't know where he came from, and suddenly pulled Fei Hu behind him, trying to block the deadly knife for him .

Seeing that the knife was about to strike Wen Jue with a cold light, Yin Wujiu's frightened face immediately turned pale, and he quickly stepped forward, cutting off the big knife in the guard's hand with his sword.

The guard took a step back in shock, half of the long knife in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, the hand holding the knife trembled uncontrollably, the tiger's mouth was shattered, and blood dripped onto the ground.

Seeing Yin Wujiu's ugly face, the guard also realized that he had done something wrong, and knelt down in fear: "Your Majesty deserves to die, please forgive me!"

"Go away." Yin Wujiu scolded with a frosty face, then turned to look at Wen Jue, "You..." He subconsciously wanted to ask the man if he was okay, but then he thought about their current relationship and was stubborn again. She kept her mouth shut, unwilling to reveal the concern in her heart.

The author has something to say: Happy New Year everyone, let’s get rich and thin

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