Suo Jinling

Thump, boom, boom.

There is something heavy in the chest that is jumping, it is ups and downs, bumping back and forth recklessly, like a huge boulder, rolling down from a high place, smashing the ice in the pool.

Chen Jing stood firmly by the door, only a short distance away from Lan Jingming. Lan Jingming's fingertips trembled slightly, his teeth chattered, his neck was twisted so hard that he couldn't breathe, and his palms were filled with cold sweat. He seemed to have fallen into a frozen lake again, turbulent Cold waves came from all directions, enveloping him.The mud and sand came rushing in, pouring into the eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and the surroundings became extremely quiet. The wind blew through the treetops, and the branches and leaves rustled. Chen Jing didn't come in, but put the package on the ground, turned and walked out.

Lan Jingming's gaze followed Chen Jing closely, until Chen Jing turned around and walked into the corner, then he breathed a sigh of relief and managed to regain his sanity.

It turns out that he is not in the main room, the main room should be the place where Chen Jing just walked in, but most of the side rooms in the general's mansion are for concubines, he is a captive captured from Beiyi, why... ·· will be left here.

Lan Jingming raised his hand to caress his side cheek, the red scar at the corner of his lip seemed to be worn away, and the coolness surged over him, making him feel like falling into magma, and his whole body was extremely hot.

He wanted to tear off this scar, lick and suck the wrapped wound, leaving a moist and hot touch.

It is nothing but self-deception to say that there is nothing to worry about in this remaining life.

He was sorry for Ah Jing, he didn't dare to look at Ah Jing, dare not talk to Ah Jing, he was like a cave animal hiding in the crevices of the stone, blocking his eyes, nose and mouth, arching his back to face the outside, if someone approached , He wants to blow up a body of spikes and wrap himself into a ball.

He could feel the loss of energy, his body was like the end of a crossbow, the string was pulled to the extreme, and it would break at some point. HXSXD.

It's just that we can't act recklessly right now. If he and Landao are really captured, will Father Khan send someone to rescue them?

Over the years, he has fought in the north and south, although he has never complained about anything, he is just tired, injured and sick. Thinking of his father sweating so hard to save him, and thinking of his mother still living somewhere in the world... I can survive again.

This cowardice is almost engraved in his bones, no matter how hard he fights and convinces himself, the desire is still like a gangrene, dragging his body covered in mud to climb up, dragging him into the abyss, making him unable to breathe.

The scars on his body became extremely dazzling. He couldn't remember when he was injured, by whom, and when he recovered. Even the pain was blurred. If ordinary people were injured several times, they would probably bleed to death. From this point of view, he is really a monster, he should use himself as a weapon, and if he is cut open, he will be thrown away, so he shouldn't be troublesome anymore.

It's just what Lao Tuzhen said...his "mother" is He Zhongyin, can this be true?

If it was true, before he died, he still wanted to see his mother again.

Take a look from a distance, just take a look, let him take a look.

Lan Jingming had a splitting headache, his eye sockets were throbbing so hot that he couldn't move, his memory had become worse and worse in recent days, his head was always a mess, he couldn't say what he wanted to say, he couldn't think of what he wanted to remember, in the past The obsession that has been suppressed always surges up, as if driving this dying body, making it move, swing its legs and run, and fulfill the long-cherished wish buried deep in my heart.

Seeing Ah Jing in these remaining years, and being able to think a little more, God has treated him well, and he should be grateful.

Lan Jingming couldn't stand upright, his back leaned against the window sill and fell to the ground, his palms were on his ears, and his forehead was pressed into the hollow of his knees.

Sunlight poured in from the gaps in the window sills, and formed a bunch on the ground, fluttering away, and the floating ash swayed in the light and shadow, flew up and down quickly, and slowly rubbed into his hair, burying him.

The wooden door creaked and was pushed open from the outside.

Like a frightened rabbit, Lan Jingming moved two inches inward, his back pressed against the corner, and the chain rattled as he pulled.

What caught the eye was a gray-black robe, the fur of which was like thick dark clouds, wrapping people inside.

Before the swords collided, they were on horseback and had no time to think about other things. Now that they were standing face to face, they realized that the other party had grown a lot taller. Ah Jing now has broad shoulders and strong muscles, and his eyebrows are full of heroism. The eyes are like a deep pool, the water of the pool is bottomless, and it contains majestic power, which will pull people into it and drown them deeply.

He is like a black wolf, leading the group to patrol in the snow, waiting for the opportunity to find the prey, and pounces on the prey when it is not prepared, bites the throbbing throat, and devours the prey.

Lan Jingming didn't want to meet these eyes. Now things are different and people are different. There is a bloody feud between the two. Ah Jing has already forgotten the original Bai Qing, but he has never been able to forget it all these years. If he can't control himself, he will I'm afraid I can't help but call out Ah Jing and say something I shouldn't have said.

Chen Jing walked up to Lan Jingming, lifted his arm up, like holding a chicken, and pressed him against the window.

Lan Jingming didn't want to look at people, so he struggled and turned his head. Chen Jing pressed Lan Jingming's chin, moved his finger down, and stroked Lan Jingming's neck: "You did it yourself?"

There was a circle of dark red finger marks around the neck, the thin skin was scratched and wrinkled, and the handprints were blue and purple, it was obvious how much effort was used, and he almost wanted to strangle himself.

Chen Jing's eyebrows twitched, and his eyes were burning with anger. He had thought about killing this person before to avoid future troubles, but for some reason, seeing the person so lifeless, a malice grew in his chest, and he just wanted to open the person's head , Crush those messy thoughts into slag, and throw them out of the sky.

Ah Jing's hands were full of coolness, as if they had just been fished out of the wind and snow, these five fingers brushed on the neck, tightened slightly inward, the red, swollen and hot neck softened, the bottom of the throat hummed while panting, the Adam's apple rolled up and down, covered The skin was thin red, like purple Sha rising, Chen Jing flicked his joints, as if he was about to squeeze out a sob, and held it firmly in the palm of his hand.

Lan Jingming was forced to raise his forehead, his chest protruded forward, and his back had a shallow arc. This gauze dress couldn't block anything. Two dogwoods floated up in the snow, and they fluttered in the air, standing upright tremblingly. stand up.

"Brother Qi of yours bared his teeth and clamored just now, saying that you are the one below. You played and sang every night and broke several tents." Chen Jing bent down and pressed against Lan Jingming's earlobe, the heat was like a feather lifted by the waves, Silk thread brushed into the ear hole, "Is what he said true?"

Lan Jingming would never have thought that Ah Jing would ask this in the first sentence. He was stunned for a moment, and when he was keenly aware of something, he hurriedly turned his head: "Landaozhen... where did you lock him up?"

Chen Jing's eyebrows twitched, and he said with a fake smile: "We just separated for a while, and you can't help but want to find him?"

The words were really yin and yang, Lan Jingming felt something was wrong, he bit his tongue with his teeth, and froze there for a while, not knowing how to make amends, he almost choked himself.

Chen Jing leaned forward, pushed his arms forward, and pushed Lan Jingming to the window like a dark cloud. He wrapped one hand around the prisoner's neck, inserted five fingers into the end of his thick black hair, and gently stroked the stubble. This newly grown fine hair is hard and black, and it feels a little thorny to the touch. Chen Jing puts his fingers together and rubs it over and over again, and the dryness is relieved a lot: "It's okay, I don't care about your personal relationship. Let's do it together. How about this deal? If you tell me where Lanchi Aguda is hiding, I will let you go and help you ascend to the position of Khan, what do you think?"

Lan Jingming stared round his eyes, the dark eyes were condensed into a line, his whole body became stiff, and his hairs stood on end.

Chen Jing held a strand of broken hair, wrapped it around his fingers a few times, twisted it into a thin rope, pulled off Lan Jingming's neck, and stuck it to the red-stained neck: "Lan Chi Aguda hasn't appeared for many years, there must be him The reason why he can’t appear. Is he terminally ill, or is he too old to be able to ride a war horse?”

Lan Jingming clenched his fists and retorted in a low hoarse voice: "Father Khan is in the prime of life, he will never do what you said, stop insulting Father Khan!"

"Your body is trembling, and you are not as firm as you say." Chen Jing's lips curled slightly, his arms moved down, he wrapped Lan Jingming's back, and pressed him against him, "As far as I know, Beiyi There are many Gele, but you are not the only one. Lanchi Aguda has not shown up for a long time, and the Gele are already ready to move and want to replace him. Only you are still kept in the dark, fighting for Lanchi Aguda and getting this Scars—you were taken captive, they were all relieved, haven't you noticed it?"

Can't believe Ah Jing.

Can't believe Ah Jing.

Can't believe Ah Jing.

These are all A Jing's tricks to attack the heart, and they cannot fall into A Jing's trap.

Lan Jingming's heart was beating like a drum, and two villains in his head screamed and pulled him to the side. One said that what Ah Jing said was correct, and the tent was full of wind and clouds, and he didn't know what would happen in the future; The Hunyuan map was presented to Father Khan. Father Khan must have understood the method of Gu. He hadn't mounted a horse to fight in these years, just to practice them.

The two villains refused to give in to each other, his forehead twitched and his nails dug into his flesh.

"I have a sworn feud with Lanchi Aguda, but I won't kill Beiyi," Chen Jing followed the temptation, staring into Lan Jingming's eyes, "There are many tribes around Daliang. Killing and looting once or twice is not a big deal, but if it takes too long, it will be a waste of time and money, and it will make us uneasy, and it is not a bad thing for us to have you and them restraining each other and tearing it back and forth."

Chen Jing's eyebrows are curved, and his black wolf-like pupils melted away. He hid a few words and didn't say all of them. There is another advantage in keeping Beiyi. Now the war in Daliang has just ended, and there are no generals in the court. It can be used, keeping the Beiyi outside, so that the imperial court dare not take it lightly, let alone reduce the military strength of the general's mansion easily, so that they can rest and rest. Yi uprooted and killed every single one without leaving behind.

It's just that the hatred of killing his father is irreconcilable, and Chen Jing must bring back the head of Lanchi Aguda with his own hands.

"You are all Lanchi Aguda's pawns, especially you, you are not only a pawn, but also the weapon he cares about the least," Inspector Chen Jing stretched his arms, and five fingers went in from under the tulle, sliding over to grow new flesh Rubbing on the scar, "Flesh and blood will be injured. In the battlefield, you must learn to recuperate in order to live for a long time. These scars are deep enough to see the bones. If they are treated in time, they will not stay until now; if they treat you sincerely, they will not be left behind." It will let you go deep into the hinterland, regain many tribes, and won't even give you a chance to breathe. Admit it, don't deceive yourself here, as far as Lanchi Aguda is concerned..."

Chen Jing touched his lips and teeth lightly, whispering in his ear like a demon: "You are that hungry wild dog on the side of the road. If you give him a bone, you will shake your head and wag your tail. He is the only one who follows the lead."

Lan Jingming's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tip of his tongue was bleeding. He just wanted to plug his ears and keep everything out.

Haven't they been thrown away a long time ago?

Didn't you already know this?

Tomorrow, I gave up hope and myself... why does it still hurt?

Want to grab something.

If you can't grasp anything... After so many years, trying to live until now, what are you holding on to?

Lan Jingming clenched his teeth and stretched out five fingers, gripping Chen Jing's wrist, and pulling it out inch by inch: "Don't waste your tongue with me."

Chen Jing raised his eyebrows lightly, looking at people with great interest.

"Father Khan is my savior, I will not betray Father Khan," Lan Jingming breathed out word by word, with blue veins popping out of his forehead, "you should die of this heart."

Lan Jingming regarded death as home, raised his neck slightly, and prepared himself to be blocked by Chen Jing's sword.

Chen Jing lowered his eyes, looked at the thin neck with finger marks floating on it, rubbed it with his fingers, and a thin purple Sha was smeared.

The senses are dulled, the skin is burning upwards, the veins are throbbing, the skin seems to be wrapped in a water polo, and there are flames under the water polo, Lan Jingming shivered, and was baked into a piece of dry skin. He was afraid of touching and hated pain. Ah Jing's finger Putting it on it, just rubbing|moving it lightly will make him shudder.

"Since that's the case, I won't waste my time." Chen Jing tightened his arms and touched Lan Jingming's cheek, making people look to the side, "Let's see how long you can last."

The package was ripped open, and a long wooden box emerged from it. The inner and outer layers were full of unsightly things. Lan Jingming took a look, turned his head and wanted to escape, but someone grabbed his back and fell backward into his broad chest. , his eyes were covered by a piece of red silk, and it was tightly tightened behind his head, tied into a knot.

In the darkness before his eyes, Lan Jingming wanted to open his mouth, a thin hollow rod squeezed in between the teeth, and pressed inwards into the corners of his lips, the soft flesh in his throat was squeezed into a ball, his tongue convulsed, trying to squeeze out the foreign object, but was crushed Deeper.

In just a few breaths, Lan Jingming couldn't move, his legs and feet couldn't move, Chen Jing took out the long vermilion rope from the package, untied the rope buckle slowly, went around the back of Lan Jingming's neck, crossed it in front of his chest, and wrapped it around his wrist bones After a few counts, the person's arms were tied together, and he was easily lifted onto the couch.

There was still redness and swelling on the neck and wrists, Chen Jing frowned and looked at it, took out the cotton cloth from the package, put it under the rope, pulled the heavy quilt, put it under Lan Jingming's knees, let him kneel on it, so as not to hurt his hands knee.

"There are still a lot of good things, enough for you to taste for a few days and nights." Chen Jing patted Lan Jingming on the cheek, pulled out a knot, and snapped it back, "Since the cruel words have been released, let me see , How capable you are. If you can't take it any longer, tell me where Lanchi Aguda is hiding, and you will be freed."

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