Sparrow dream dance

History is always surprisingly similar.

Fate seems to have been playing tricks on itself, allowing itself to repeatedly repeat, sway, and choose between the two women. .There is no doubt that the indecision in the character is revealed.

She and her, in my heart, who is more important?

In fact, the entanglement of choice and choice, the fate is not only thrown to Murong Yan, but also to everyone.

After struggling and struggling for a lifetime, when the mind is clear, the world has already withered, and unintentional disasters have occurred.

It is love that makes people germinate greed, anger, and ignorance, and makes people fall into the mud and never end well.

Once, she tried to save both.

As a result, she lost everything.

Now she finally understands that there is no way to have both in this world.

This may be the fate of my sword, light and sword. Although I desire to be quiet and safe in my heart, I am destined to deceive, kill and plunder constantly.

At this moment, Murong's face was frozen with frost, and his eyes were filled with a dangerously cold light.

But when Leng Lange and Su Li looked at each other, they were full of great surprise and uncertainty.

Su Li's eyes were fixed on their intertwined hands, and her heart was suddenly filled with intense sorrow. She clenched tightly on the cloth strip that was stuffed in her mouth, trying her best not to let the grievance and sadness appear in her eyes.

This shameless swallow thief, how could she treat herself like this. . .

How could she have a tryst with another woman with peace of mind after doing that kind of thing to herself, that person was still her own sister-in-law!

The more Su Li thought about it, the more angry she became, and there were bursts of uncontrollable sobs in her throat.

She really wanted to yell at this damned unlucky guy!

Sensing Su Li's strange gaze, Leng Lange hastily and subconsciously withdrew the hand held by Murong Yan, she bit her lower lip, feeling mixed feelings in her heart.

Didn't think of her. .She didn't die. .

The fire in Ye Ting that day must have been planned by Murong Yan to save her.

So, is she right? .What about the Hun princess?

She glanced shyly at Murong Yan who was beside her who was silent, sighed long and then walked forward.

Murong Yan hurriedly grabbed her wrist, and asked in a low voice, "Ge...you, what do you want to do?"

"Let go, don't be in a dilemma anymore, I voluntarily exchange with her...she." Leng Lange turned his face away, and said softly, no emotion could be heard in his voice.

Murong Yan didn't speak, but tightened her grip.

The leader of the man in black was impatient, he wanted to exchange for Leng Lange as soon as possible, so he killed Murong Yan quickly.

Thinking of this, he grabbed Su Li's arm, brought the knife close to her face, and threatened impatiently, "Keep lingering, be careful that I will draw color on this chick's face first!"

Murongyan pursed her thin lips, and quickly glanced at Su Li, who was in pain, her eyes were full of guilt, but then her eyes turned cold, her heart turned hard, and she pretended to be indifferent and sneered, " What a joke! Do you know who the woman next to me is, and you want to exchange it with a mere maidservant? It's so ridiculous!"

Su Li's nails were deeply embedded in her skin, she gritted her teeth in hatred, and stared at Murongyan with red eyes.

Only then did she wake up, she did such a thing to herself, not because she liked it, but because in her eyes, she was just a slave who could be played with at will!

"What nonsense are you talking about...?" Even Leng Lange couldn't help crying out in a low voice.

Is she still that Murongyan?

In the past, she would rather bear the imposed crime herself than say such heartless words to others.

The leading man in black was obviously taken aback, probably because he didn't expect Murong Yan to be so indifferent to the bargaining chip in his hand.

"Brother, we have to start as soon as possible...in case they come back..." One of the men in black whispered.

The leading man in black nodded, and ordered secretly, "Kill her, but never hurt her."

The murderous aura raged immediately, and all the men in black drew their swords one after another.

At this time, I suddenly heard a childish cry coming from a distance, "Mother... save me..."

Leng Lange turned his head suddenly, and saw a man in black running towards him holding his son Si Yan in his arms.

"Bold! Put down His Royal Highness!" Several agile guards followed closely behind.

"Yan'er!" Leng Lange's face turned pale, struggling to run over.

Murong Yan hastily stepped forward and grabbed Leng Lange's wrist, her eyes were also full of doubt and puzzlement.

If these assassins were sent by fourth brother and Leng You as he thought, why did they want to hold the prince hostage again?

"You... who are you?" The eyes of the leading man in black changed drastically, and he looked in horror at the man in black who was approaching him with Murong Siyan in his arms.

He only heard him say in a hoarse voice, "The prince has been captured by you, why haven't you captured the queen and King Xiang for so long? If you spoil the master's plan for the future, can you take it?"

"You... What nonsense are you talking about? When did your lord say that you want to capture the prince?!"

The leader of the man in black panicked, and before he could finish his words, he realized that he had been tricked. This man deliberately wanted to blame himself and Leng You for hijacking the prince, but he fell into this trap recklessly , Hastily gave everything this person wanted under the watchful eyes of everyone.

The man in black bound and held the crown prince, and made such a great noise that almost all the guards in the military camp were attracted.

"damn it!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the leader of the man in black glared at Murongyan angrily, with a hint of sternness flashing in his eyes, he raised his blade and slashed at Su Li without stopping.

"No!" It was too late for Murong Yan to move forward to snatch the blade, and in a hurry, she pointed at the void, and used the move "Shen He Zhi" taught by Murong Bupo, only to hear a chirp, and the cold knife in the black man's hand With a flash, it fell to the ground with a bang.

She rushed forward with one stride, snatched Su Li back from his grasp with one hand, and with the other hand used ten successes, she slammed hard at the stunned man in black.

The man in black was no one to wait for nothing, he hastily returned his palm with energy.

With a loud bang, the man in black was shaken back several feet. He stared at Murongyan in horror, unable to figure out why such a seemingly weak prince's martial arts and internal strength could be so extraordinary. .

Although Murong Yan was still at the same place, her face was as pale as paper, because she had just been punished with the cane last night, she was already a little weak, now that she was forced to exercise her palms, she felt a surge of Qi and blood in her chest, and it was difficult to breathe. He could only hold back desperately, so as not to let the man in black see the clue.

"Retreat!" The leading man in black no longer wanted to fight any more, and hurriedly ordered to retreat.

All the guards chased after him.

Only the man in black who was holding Si Yan did not escape.

Murongyan didn't dare to look at Su Li's eager eyes, and she didn't untie the rope on her body, but quietly pointed her acupuncture points, and whispered 'I'm sorry' in her ear.

Immediately, she walked quickly to the man in black, stared straight at him, and said, "Hand over the prince."

The man in black was silent for a while, then slowly handed Si Yan, who was crying in a mess, to Murong Yan, who quickly hugged him tightly and coaxed him softly, "Yan'er is not afraid, the emperor is here."

"Mother's queen! I want my mother's queen!" Xiao Siyan still had a sad face, kicking his legs and feet in Murongyan's arms, and stretched out his hand towards Leng Lange.

"Yan'er!" Leng Lange hurriedly took Si Yan from Murongyan's hand, and carefully checked whether there was any injury on his body.

Murongyan sighed softly in her heart, and turned her head to meet the cloudy eyes of the man in black. Seeing that he was staring at her for a moment, she was also very curious about his identity. Obviously, he was not sent to assassinate her. Yes, could it be that Mr. Duan specially sent him to rescue him?

Thinking of this, Murong Yan lowered her voice and asked, "You, are you sent by your master to help me?"

The man in black looked at Murongyan, but shook his head, his voice was hoarse like a dry well, "I'm not here to help you..."

Murongyan was a little confused, she frowned, and said coldly, "Who ordered you?"

But he heard the man in black laughing up to the sky, and said hoarsely and coldly, "It doesn't matter who ordered me, the important thing is that the reason why I am willing to do this is to see how the history of Dayan has been single-handedly shaped." What kind of character is His Royal Highness King Xiang in the myth of "The Tribulation of Death Hell"?"

Murong Yan frowned, she was a little confused, she didn't understand why this person suddenly mentioned the "death in prison" four years ago?

That year, his second brother, the king of Chu, rebelled and brought disaster to Yanjing, and even imprisoned the current prime minister, Leng Youyi, in the sky jail.And on the day he asked to beheaded, Murongyan bloodbathed the entire prison alone with a cold silver spear, and then led him to break through the siege and kill the sky.

And that day, in Dayan's history, was called "the catastrophe of hell".

And King Xiang Murongyan's name as Shura also made people fearful from that day on.

"Hey, I just want to ask you a question." The man in black's eyes gradually turned red, and he asked hoarsely, "Do you regret saving that person?"

Murong Yan remained silent, she knew that the person he was referring to was the one who was trying to get rid of her now, Leng You.

"To save him alone, is it worth it?" The man in black suddenly lowered his voice, incomparably stammering, "But the most hateful thing is you Murong...because of your sibling rivalry, you have killed so many innocent people People die unjustly."

While speaking, he suddenly reached into his arms and pulled out a sharp short blade.

Murongyan retreated instinctively to protect Leng Lange's mother and son, but she didn't expect that the man in black didn't attack them, but stabbed her in the abdomen fiercely.

Murong Yan's eyes changed, and she hurriedly rushed forward, supported the fallen body of the man in black, and asked in surprise, "You...you are..."

The man in black opened his mouth, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood on Murongyan's face, Murongyan was caught off guard, even though he moved to the side, half of his cheek was still stained with stinky blood.

"Say! Who are you? Why did you do this?!" Murong Yan grabbed the man by the collar and asked angrily.

"Hahahaha!" The man in black laughed heartily. He exhausted his last bit of strength and panted heavily, "You high-ranking people...you kill people like nothing...but you never feel dirty, right? ?I just want you to remember...those who died because of you...one day will...be paid with blood..."

His voice became lower and lower, and finally no matter how Murong Yan shook his body, he stopped making a sound.

Tremblingly, she lifted the black cloth covering the face of the man in black, and was taken aback for a moment, seeing tattoos on his ferocious face.

This punishment was abolished at the beginning of Emperor Yan Jing's ascension to the throne. It was the torture that only repeat offenders in the reign of Emperor Zhaodi would be subjected to.

Leng Lange buried Si Yan's small head tightly in his arms, for fear that he would see such a bloody scene.

After a long time, she watched Murong Yan stand up silently, only to see that half of her face was stained with blood, her clothes were also stained with blood, her hands were also stained with blood, and the veins on her forehead were faintly floating.

"Come here, drag this assassin's body down, and tell His Majesty the truth when he returns from hunting."

"No." The two guards dared to step forward after hearing King Xiang's order.

Murong Yan turned her head and met Leng Lange's unspeakably clear eyes, her eyes met, but they looked at each other speechlessly.

Leng Lange had a lot of questions and wanted to ask her, and the uneasiness in his heart was about to burst his chest.

God, it seems to be changing.

After a long time, Murong Yan picked up Su Li whose acupuncture point was touched by her, and stretched out her hand to slightly cover her face with her black hair.

She whispered to Leng Lange, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid this filthy blood will stain your eyes, Rong Chen please leave first."

"Her..." Leng Lange looked at Su Li in Murongyan's arms, her soft lips trembled slightly, and finally hesitated to speak.

Murong Yan showed a look of pleading, and said softly, "Your Majesty, it's getting late, and His Majesty should be back. How decent is your appearance?"

Leng Lange bit her lip, she naturally understood that Murongyan was begging herself not to ask about her and her.

She sighed in her heart, turned her face away, and exhausted almost all her strength before saying wearily, "Back off."

Murong Yan looked at her gratefully, the corners of her lips twitched, but she didn't say anything, she just lowered her head and hurried towards her tent.

Leng Lange stared at the back of Murongyan leaving with Su Li in his arms, speechless for a long time.

"Mother, why are you crying?"

Xiao Siyan raised his head, and stretched out his immature hands to gently touch Leng Lange's cheek.

Leng Lange stared at Si Yan's delicate eyebrows that resembled that person, forced a smile on his face, but the heat in his eyes was even more intense,

"The queen mother didn't cry. It's because the wind and sand are too strong here, and the queen mother has sand in her eyes."

Sadly, it was only then that she realized that the young man with a gentle smile in her memory had been eroded by time and no longer existed.