The Secret of the Reborn Shadowguard

After the king of Nanjiang married a man, the whole country was in an uproar, but when all the dust settled, everyone could only accept the news that made them sigh.

After all, the southern border royal family is prosperous and can always find a suitable heir to inherit the throne after Mo Wuqing. Tonight is the wedding night of the southern border king. A few people are happy and a few people are worried, and nothing substantial can be changed.

Wuxin didn't stay outside the gate of the palace like in the past. Under the cold moonlight, he was alone and walked away from the direction of the bedroom. He didn't stop until he didn't know how far he had traveled.

Turning around and looking at the place he was guarding almost day and night, until the lights inside were gradually extinguished, Wuxin's heart was suddenly empty, and the tightness in his chest made him a little out of breath.

He staggered a few steps and stepped back, bumping into a big tree with a bang. Although the leaning on his back was icy cold, his heart calmed down a little. Facing the cold breath of the night, he breathed heavily involuntarily. Take a few breaths.

With a bang, a drop of water dripped on his forehead. The icy cold touch drove the excellent cold that had been hidden in his body, making Wuxin shiver involuntarily.

It's raining?

Wuxin raised her head in doubt, but saw that the bright moon in the sky was still shining with stars, and there was no cloud at all.

Frowning tightly, Wuxin raised his hand to wipe the drop of water from his forehead and put it under his nose for a sniff. The pungent smell instantly made his sense of smell a little painful, and the strong smell of alcohol made him dry. Vomited out.

He was stunned for only a moment, and the next moment he unintentionally pulled out the long knife beside him, and looked over his head warily, but when he saw the situation above, he suddenly asked in doubt, "Why do you Also here?"

Yun Lie looked away from the direction of Mo Wuqing's bedroom, looked down at the man who was as sad as him under the tree, exhaled slowly, and laughed like self-deprecating: "You are allowed to come, and I am not allowed to come?" ?”

As soon as the words fell, Yun Lie leaped down from the tree branch, and he held an open jar of strong wine firmly in his arms, only a few drops jumped out of it, and fell on his body, full of wine. It's all alcohol.

Slowly put the treasured knife back into its sheath, and inadvertently glanced at the man beside him who reeked of alcohol but had the same disease as him, endured the retching in his mouth, and finally couldn't help but said: "That's Master Blood Vulture, not your master Helian Linyuan, you should have known about it a long time ago."

"So what if you know?" Yun Lie's hand holding the wine jar froze, he closed his eyes slightly, hiding the fragility and pain in his eyes, and suddenly raised his hand to take a sip of wine into his mouth.

After a while, he put down the wine jar, wiped the liquid from his mouth, and once again glued his eyes to the already pitch-black doors and windows of the bedroom, he said lightly: "Even if it is a body, I will..."

As Yun Lie spoke, he shook his head with a wry smile, stretched out his arm, handed the wine jar to Wu Xin, and nodded for him to take it.

Wuxin couldn't help but took half a step back, looking at the wine jar exuding the smell of strong alcohol, her brows gradually tightened.

"Haven't you ever drank like this?" Seeing his appearance, Yun Lie raised his eyebrows, and stuffed the wine jar into Wuxin's arms, "If you are a man, you should drink in a big bowl and eat meat. I am a vulgar person. It's not like you people, picking up a small pot and a small cup to sip a drink, like a girl."

The wine in the altar jumped up quite high, and some scattered wine drops wet Wuxin's coat, leaving wine stains like plum blossoms, and the pungent wine smell in the air became more intense, and it smelled even worse. It made people a little drunk.

Wuxin stared blankly at the wine jar in her arms, didn't care about the wine stains on her clothes, she didn't recover from the edge of the wine jar for a long time, she pursed her lips and said: "I haven't drunk wine before. .”

Yun Lie was taken aback when he heard the words, his eyes widened and he looked at him in disbelief for a long time, and said, "There are still men who can't drink?!"

The tone of his voice was a bit sharp and piercing, causing the dry and fine leaves on the treetops to shake a few times, making rustling sounds as they rubbed against each other, which seemed a bit out of place in this lonely night.

When Yun Lie came to his senses, he couldn't help but laugh dryly in embarrassment, and glanced at Wu Xin with a little shame.

He didn't care about these things, but Wuxin shook his head with relaxed brows and eyes, "I'm the king's personal bodyguard. I've never drunk before."

Suddenly realized, Yun Lie nodded, "It's true, I don't drink much, but I used to accompany my master to the army, and when I won a battle, I would drink a few jars with my brothers. If someone doesn't know how to drink, they will be laughed at."

Speaking of this, Yun Lie seemed to think of something, the bright color in his eyes flashed away, and slowly dissipated into a dim color.

Through the layers of pictures, it seems to see the lonely smoke in the desert beyond the Great Wall, and hear the swan song of Bangzi Genggu and Tao Xun. Among them, there is always a man in armor, who is bathing in blood on the battlefield, or marching in a fox fur cloak The array is always in the center of the screen.

"Master..." Yun Lie called out slowly, but no one responded.

The wine jar moved slightly, and the wine dripped on the jar with a few crashes, pulling Yun Lie out of his memory. He turned his head slightly, but saw that Wuxin had just removed the wine jar from his mouth, and covered his mouth with his left hand Coughed a few times.

Excluding the black scorpion, his cheeks quickly turned a thin red, and his forehead was also tightened into several slits, which was really interesting to watch.

Yun Lie couldn't help laughing, all the melancholy memories in his eyes dissipated, he unconsciously reached out and patted him on the back a few times, and said: "You just drank, you are not used to it, don't be in such a hurry of."

At such a close distance, Wuxin panted softly, and the alcohol breath in his mouth hit Yun Lie's face straight, but it didn't make him feel uncomfortable, but a faint scent in it made him unable to bear it. He moved closer to Wuxin's cheek again, and took a little sniff.

It took Wuxin a while to slow down, it seemed that because of the cough, his originally rosy cheeks were even more red, and against the black scorpion, he looked a little ferocious.

Noticing the black scorpion in his eyes, Yun Lie opened his mouth in a daze, then his eyes flickered, he hesitated for a moment, and asked, "I've always wanted to ask why you have the black scorpion tattooed on your face. The face has become like this, like this..."

He racked his brains and thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of a word to describe when. He couldn't help but move his hand from Wuxin's back in embarrassment, and moved a few steps aside, looking at the surrounding scenery with his eyes dodging, only hating the past. Except for the Art of War dossier, he didn't read any other weird magazines, he was really a rough guy.

Yun Lie didn't see it, Wuxin's body convulsed for a moment just as he finished speaking, and the wine jar that was placed on top of the wine jar also creaked a little, but there was not much wine in the jar. That's why not too much wine spilled out.

"This is the torture of tattooing." Wuxin's voice was like a horn from the ancient desert, hoarse and long, and the rustling of leaves made the voice a little indistinct.

"What?" Thinking he had heard it wrong, Yun Lie looked up at Wuxin in astonishment.

Wuxin glanced at him, but continued: "My family was originally the most prosperous family in southern Xinjiang. Twenty years ago, the patriarch took the opportunity to launch a palace coup, intending to rebel and usurp the throne. Rebellion is a serious crime. All members of my family died overnight." All of them were wiped out."

His voice seemed to be stating something that had nothing to do with him. Hearing Wuxin's faint tone, Yun Lie suddenly felt a little stuffy in his chest for some reason. Lowering his eyes, he said slowly, "It's the king who saved me."

At this point, Wuxin's eyes flashed with warmth, and his words softened, "At that time, he was only eight years old, and he knelt outside the palace gate for a whole day, even as an heir. He used his identity as a gamble, which saved me, and only sentenced me to exile with a tattoo on my face."

"The king passed away early, and the king abolished the punishment of tattooing after he ascended the throne, and rescued me from exile, so there are very few people who know about the black scorpion, and there are very few people who know my origin At this point, Wuxin suddenly laughed at himself, "I am afraid that I am the only one who survived the crime of treason in the past dynasties in Southern Xinjiang."

A gust of wind blew, and the unintentional voice drifted away with the gust of wind, and was hidden forever in the vast night of this day, leaving no aftertaste.

As if fascinated by the breeze, there was a thin layer of moisture in Wuxin's eyes, and Yun Lie saw all the glints reflected in the moonlight.

Yun Lie thought to himself, he will never forget this situation, this scene, and this matter in his life.

"Sorry." Yun Lie lowered his eyes and said in a low voice. He never knew that this seemingly strong man would have such an unknown past.

Wuxin glanced at him, shook his head, and exhaled slowly, it seemed that all the pressure had been lifted after these words, and the moisture in his eyes was also dried by the wind, as if he had never appeared before.

"Actually, there are some things on the man's face that are nothing. I just thought that when I can have an extra scar on my face, so that I can show my heroism." Yun Lie suddenly raised his arms to embrace Wuxin, and took the wine jar from his hand. After taking it, he poured a mouthful into his mouth.

The loneliness and melancholy in the air were completely dispelled by him. Yun Lie patted Wuxin's shoulder, put the wine jar in his hand into his palm again, glanced at the direction of the bedroom, and said: "This wine It doesn’t matter if you drink it a few times, when you’re drunk, you won’t think about anything, if you’re drunk, all your troubles will be thrown away.”

Wuxin nodded, and glanced at the wine in the altar absently. The clear liquid of the wine, illuminated by the moonlight, reflected his face and the stupefied face of the other person beside him, which was inexplicably harmonious.

Isn't this just sympathy for each other?Thinking of this, Wuxin couldn't help but chuckled softly, raised her hand and took a sip of wine into her mouth.

The shadow of the tree moves with the wind, although the leaves are whirling in the wind, on a big tree not far away, the king of Nanjiang Mo Wuqing and the queen of Nanjiang who should be sleeping peacefully in the palace are hiding on it and watching Wuxin. The movements of the two of them with Yun Lie.

Mo Wuqing crossed his arms, leaned back against the tree trunk, his eyes were filled with displeasure, and he sneered, "I ran out to watch others drink on this wedding night, I'm afraid you and I are the first couple in this world."

Blood Vulture withdrew his gaze from Wu Xin and Yun Lie, glanced at the man behind him, and said, "I took his master's body, but he treats him so sincerely. Do something stupid to come out at night."

As he said that, Blood Vulture laughed coldly again, his voice was full of jealousy, "However, I didn't know that Wuxin had such a relationship with you."

Mo Wuqing raised his eyebrows, smiled softly and took the blood vulture into his arms, and whispered in his ear: "Hey, why does this voice sound so jealous?"

Without waiting for the blood vulture to make any movement from his arms, Mo Wuqing shrank his hands aside to dodge, leaned his back slightly on the tree trunk, looked at Wuxin's direction with complicated eyes, and sighed softly: "He is my The best playmate when I was young, I can't just leave him alone, I didn't expect that it was just my momentary intolerance that made him brood on me for so many years."

Glancing at the very harmonious picture not far away, Mo Wuqing touched his chin, the ink in his eyes churned for a while and quietly fell into a deep pool, and suddenly he said: "I see that the two of them are quite a match, don't you , I will go down with a will tomorrow and arrange Wuxin to Yun Lie, so as to fulfill them, what do you think?"

"Don't use power to overwhelm people." Blood Eagle glared at him angrily, then he was startled, his brows were slightly frowned and he lowered his head. After a while, he raised his head to look at the two people not far away, and said slowly: "Let's see and talk."

Not far away, Yun Lie reluctantly took a few sips along the edge of the wine jar, turned the wine jar over, but not even a drop of wine dripped out.

"I drank it up so quickly." Yun Lie muttered, then turned to look at Wuxin beside him, his eyes lit up, "Wuxin, I didn't expect you to be able to drink this wine, I managed to drink it I found it, but it is very strong, and ordinary people will pour it after a few glasses. If there is any good wine, I would like to fight with you to see how much you can drink with this amount of alcohol."

Wuxin's face was slightly blush, but his eyes were clear, he clicked his mouth like aftertaste, glanced at the wine jar, then moved his gaze to another direction, and suddenly said: "Wang Wang was in the middle of the night yesterday. There is an altar of drunkenness for three days hidden in the side hall."

"Drunk for three days?" Yun Lie's eyes couldn't help but brighten up when he heard the words, the blazing heat in his eyes made those who had no intention of watching them take a step back involuntarily, only to hear Yun Lie continue to ask: "Could it be that one of the rumors is that a glass of wine is drunk?" A three-day drunk that can make people drunk for three days?"

Seeing Wu Xin nodding his head, Yun Lie showed a look of intoxication on his face. After a long time, he calmed down slightly, and said bitterly: "Even if you know that you will be drunk for three days, so what, it belongs to your king, we can't steal it." bring it on."

Looking up and seeing Wuxin's expression, Yun Lie suddenly froze, but saw that although Wuxin didn't say a word, he just looked closely in the direction of the side hall, and slowly bit his lips.

"Could it be that you really want to steal it?" Yun Lie asked tentatively, seeing no answer of denial, Yun Lie raised his brows lightly, couldn't help but hug Wuxin's shoulders, and laughed: "I didn't see it. Come out, you, who are so loyal, would actually do this kind of theft, Wuxin, your temper is getting more and more my taste."

Wuxin swallowed the bitterness in his mouth, glanced at Mo Wuqing's bedroom again, and said softly: "Now the king has Mr. Blood Vulture by his side, and it doesn't matter whether I am by his side or not. The three days of drunkenness, the king will see you Ruo Zhenbao, if you really punish me for this, even if you kill me, I will admit it."

"You wait here, I'll get it." Wuxin said here, her footsteps moved slightly, and she was about to walk towards the side hall, but suddenly felt a tightness on her wrist, and the back of her hand was rubbed by a thick callus, itchy Indescribable feeling.

Looking down, he saw a big palm tightly wrapped around his wrist, the palm was extremely warm but moderately strong.Moving his gaze up the man's arm, he inadvertently met Yun Lie's solemn eyes. He was looking at him quietly, leaving a deep image in his clear eyes.

"I'll go with you." Yun Lie opened his mouth and said.

Seeing Wuxin's dazed expression, Yun Lie smiled slightly, his face relaxed, took his hand and walked towards the side hall, saying as he walked: "I don't want you to die like this, besides, I also try Taste what it's like to be drunk for three days, if it's punishment, take me with you, even if you die, you'll be a drunk on Huangquan Road, it's interesting to have you by my side."

Seeing the direction in which Yun Lie and Wuxin left, Mo Wuqing, who was leaning on the tree, suddenly stiffened, his eyes fixed on the direction of the side hall, as if he was about to leap out of the tree The two men came back.

Although Mo Wuqing's movements were almost undetectable, the blood vulture was so close to him that he could easily feel it.

He couldn't help frowning, looked suspiciously at Mo Wuqing beside him, and asked, "Isn't it just a bottle of three-day drunk, let them drink it, why are you so anxious?"

Mo Wuqing coughed lightly, glanced at the direction in which Wuxin and the two left, but leaned towards the blood vulture, and whispered in his ear: "Blood vulture, it's getting late, we might as well go back to the house now Rest."

"Why do I feel that something is wrong with you today?" Blood Vulture frowned as he spoke, scanning Mo Wuqing's face back and forth in the direction of the side hall.

Mo Wuqing's eyes dodged slightly, but he looked at the blood vulture, and half-jokingly said: "Is there anything wrong with me, I just want to go to Wushan with you earlier." The waist of the blood vulture.

The blood vulture turned around and slapped Mo Wuqing's hand away, and smiled coldly, "Don't let me find out that you have hidden something from me, otherwise, I don't mind helping my younger brother inherit the throne from Beiting."

"That kid is accompanied by my brother, what are you worried about!" When Mo Wuqing heard Xue Ying mention Helian Huasheng, his eyes widened and he raised his voice in an instant.

But seeing the blood vulture's dark eyes staring at him for a moment, he couldn't help feeling guilty, and his whole body was paralyzed and almost stuck to the tree trunk again, saying: "No, how dare I hide something from you, I'm just..."

Blood Vulture sharpened his gaze when he heard this, and shot at Mo Wuqing, "Just what is it?"

Pursing his lips lightly, Mo Wuqing's eyes slowly moved away, looking in the direction of the side hall, "It's just that two Gu were placed in the three-day drunk..."

When Mo Wuqing said this, he raised his head and glanced at the blood vulture, and saw that he was not unusual, so he continued: "The child Gu of the jade muscle has dissipated with your previous body. It will take hundreds of years, so I just... I released two Simultaneous Birth Gu, and from now on, we will live together and die together..."

Mo Wuqing's voice became smaller and smaller, until it was almost faint in the end.

The shadow of the leaves covered the face of the blood vulture, and his side face was hidden in the shadow, making it difficult for Mo Wuqing to see the expression on it clearly. The voice suddenly sounded, and there was an elusive meaning in it, "Does the Gu you mentioned still exist now?"

Mo Wuqing raised his head in a daze, and couldn't help answering: "There are two more...why?"

"Stupid melon." Blood Vulture suddenly snorted lightly, and then jumped down from the tree in a flash. Although his footsteps were hurried, he was heading towards the direction of the bedroom. With a thin layer of redness.

In the side hall, the situation is different now. In the dark room, only two sneaky figures can be seen, but they don't know what they are doing.

"Sure enough, it's good wine. To be able to taste it is really worth living in this life. Even if you die tomorrow, it's worth it."

"Good wine...so hot..."

"Hot? Why don't I feel that? I just said that you drink a lot. Why do you feel hot after drinking this? You are really delicate. Who will dare to marry you in the future?"

"Don't marry, don't marry..."

"What?" Yun Lie's voice was full of doubts, as if he didn't hear what Wu Xin said.

There was silence in the side hall for a while, and it took a long time before his voice sounded again, "Hey, Wuxin, are you okay or not? If not, I'll help you."

"Ah."

……

"Suddenly I also feel very hot, you can help me too, Wuxin..."

"okay……"

The sound of rapid breathing came from the crack in the door of the side hall, followed by the sound of the wine jar breaking, and the two voices blended together regardless of each other.

The closed palace door blocked the smear of moonlight, the night was silent, the clouds were light and slow, and the years were quiet.