The bright moon sits on the ground

Chapter 301 Star Peeping

The blood was washed away by the water waves, and the shimmering light was smashed into pieces, sinking into the deeper undercurrent.

No matter who suffered such a serious injury,? Was thrown into the rushing river? There was only the end of being smashed to pieces.

Maybe when the Liuguang King arrives late, when he raises his eyes, he can only see the gurgling water, so where can he find any figure?

Qi Qianyuan could only vaguely see the light in front of him, rising and falling, covering his mouth and nose for a while, moistening his eyes, eyelashes forming a complex shadow, covering his sight; falling down suddenly, like pity ,? Give him a moment to breathe.

The pain of suffocation spread in the chest. Squeezing inward along the deep wound, Qi Qianyuan barely opened his eyes. It seemed that there was something hidden in the dark bottom of the water. It seemed that there was nothing. The nightmare that hadn't faded after waking up, the wound on his chest seemed to be burning with flames, he could even feel the beating, licking, licking, gradually becoming weaker.

It is said that before a person dies, a revolving lantern will appear in front of his eyes, rewatching all the things he experienced in the first half of his life.

But there was nothing in front of him.

There was only a piece of muddy light, which was scattered by the rain and shattered into thousands of glass fragments.

At this time, you should also feel remorse, or anger, or fear.

It's all human nature, there's nothing to criticize, Qi Qianyuan thought, but his mood was extraordinarily calm, as if a peaceful and stable dream was gradually coming to him, and he didn't need to struggle, just accept it.

He thought of Qi Song, because the father-son relationship between them was so pitiful, so Qi Song's face just swayed in front of his eyes, and then passed by without leaving a trace; , They haven't seen each other for a long time, King Liuguang will probably be very happy when he received his letter, so he turned around and asked someone to clean up the room he used to live in, waiting to catch up with him, but unfortunately, he thought again, King Liuguang waited. It's gone; then, he thought of Qi Yao, who didn't know that his cousin who was born in a prominent background and everyone was desperately trying to please him, what did he do to make the second emperor make such a crazy move? A few days ago, he even sent a letter saying that he had prepared a little surprise for him... It seemed that he might not have the chance to know what the surprise was.

Finally, Qi Qianyuan thought of Meng Qiuze.

It was also because he had nothing to do, that's why he asked Meng Qiuze to report to Liuguang Mansion. He has no strength to restrain a chicken, and his body is weak. I don't know if he can escape from the siege of the second emperor brother, and I don't know his vulnerable Can the body withstand the heavy rain?

If Meng Qiuze could survive, King Liuguang might let Meng Qiuze stay in the mansion for his sake.

A person whose name is also deprived cannot return to the desolate Gobi where only the wind howls. Now that he has a new name, abandoned his original identity, and loosened the chains on his feet, he will completely Cut off the relationship with the Western Regions.

Meng Qiuze is actually a talented general, quick in writing, and has unique insights in the art of war. Unfortunately, his physique is there, and some of his words are too whimsical, so he seems to be talking about war on paper.

People who are about to die have no reason to care about people who are alive, so Qi Qianyuan thought about it for a while, and then stopped thinking about it.His thoughts were gradually washed away by the rushing water, and he vaguely felt that his body was being swept away by the torrent, never to return.

At the last moment when his consciousness disappeared, air poured into his ear canal, nasal cavity, lips and teeth, bringing a tingling sensation almost swollen, and all the silence faded away in an instant, followed by the sound of heavy rain, howling wind, and the sound of rushing water, hit him.

Qi Qianyuan was dizzy, his eyes were covered with a thick layer of blood mist, and he couldn't tell where he was. He thought with difficulty that half of his body should still be in the water, because the raging river was constantly pulling Grabbing his legs, trying to swallow him again, but there was another force in his chest, and the wet skirt strangled his neck, lifting him up.

It's the second emperor brother who is still worried, so why do we have to find him and watch him take his last breath?

He laughed in his heart, and tried his best to see the person in front of him clearly, but he couldn't see clearly. His vision was blood-red, mixed with messy black spots. His five senses seemed to be deprived by the rainstorm, and he couldn't feel any pain. Can't see, can't hear clearly.It seems that Brother Erhuang's sword didn't penetrate his heart completely, Qi Qianyuan thought, that's why he suffered like this.

In the rain curtain, a cold voice sounded in his ears, cut off by the noisy rain and running water, Qi Qianyuan was slowed down for a few seconds before realizing that the person in front of him said "Who are you congratulating?" There was a pause, and anger was brewing. He could feel it, but he didn't know why he was angry. After searching all over his memory, he couldn't remember who the voice belonged to.

After all, it's not the second emperor brother, nor is it someone from the second emperor brother.

If he was malicious, then he shouldn't have asked himself these unclear words, but should have done it directly.

If he had good intentions, his actions were really too rough, not like trying to save people, but more like killing people.

Qi Qianyuan thought slowly, opened his mouth, and wanted to ask his origin, and a few unidentified syllables rolled out from his lips and teeth, and together with the broken internal organs, and blood, they fell together and landed on his chest. Only then did I feel hot.

"You say, congratulations to him for winning." The hands that grabbed his skirt were tightened, and the words he couldn't understand were all spoken in his mouth.

No, it's not so much that he didn't understand, it's better to say that Qi Qianyuan didn't understand what he was trying to express.

The buzzing sound exploded in his cochlea, overshadowing the sound of the rain, and he felt that the thoughts he was trying to maintain were completely disintegrated, and something was being peeled off from this body bit by bit, not to mention pain, but just a feeling Heart palpitations, like the day when I suddenly understood things when I was young, I knew very well that I was about to embark on a long, dark, and endless road, but there was no way to turn back.

The darkness swarmed in, pushing away the blood mist, causing his eyelids to sink continuously, until the last ray of consciousness was also swallowed up.

The person in front of him was steadfast, wanting to wake him up, and he was only willing to let him go until he heard this sentence completely.

"Qi Qianyuan." The person who said this gritted his teeth viciously, and forced out a loud sentence from between his teeth, "Listen well, as long as I'm here, you can't lose. From now on, if you dare If I say that again, I—”

It's a pity that Qi Qianyuan still failed to fulfill his wish. The wandering soul is like this, and no one can stop it from leaving.

He finally raised a little bit of interest, but he still couldn't hear the entire sentence, which was tantamount to a threat, and only listened to half of it.

Po Jun's hand holding Qi Qianyuan's lapel was already covered with blood, which dripped down his palm. Immortals don't have palm prints, and the veins just depict the rotation of the stars, and the bright red color sinks. In the depression, it was quickly smudged into a light color by the rain, fell from the wrist, and fell into the turbulent waves of the Yang River, disappearing without a trace.

The person in front of him gradually became icy cold, with the momentum of disappearing forever, he could clearly feel the temperature pulling away.

He was silent for a while, and knew that it was impossible for Qi Qianyuan to answer him. The rain was annoying, the sound of the rain was noisy and rustling. He didn't have much thought about whether it was sunny or rainy, but now he hated the rainy day and hated it for being inappropriate. .

Po Jun stood quietly in the water for a while, then he took a step forward and pulled Qi Qianyuan to the shore.

On the cobblestone-strewn river bank, there was a mottled bloodstain meandering, extending from the bank to Qi Qianyuan's feet. Po Jun bent down, pressed his hand on Qi Qianyuan's chest, and slid down the long and narrow wound, from his From the chest to the lower abdomen, none of the internal organs is complete. Presumably, he had already exhausted his knowledge before the second prince's sword strike.

Po Jun's hesitation didn't last long. He attracted Po Jun XingXiu, opened a hole in the floating clouds, and let the starlight reveal, illuminating the long and endless rainy night. Gradually surged between his fingers.

This is what Xu Lang saw when he hurried over.

Qi Qianyuan was lying on the ground, half squatting Po Jun, with his left hand on Qi Qianyuan's chest, a bright but icy light emerged from under his hand, as if he wanted to forcibly open up the world from the heavy rain, and the stardust spread After a while, the turbid water in the Yanghe River seemed to be covered with a layer of silvery white color, reminding Xu Lang of the silent Milky Way that lay across the clouds back then.

He didn't know what the consequences would be if the gods ignored the laws of the world and intervened in the life and death of mortals without authorization.However, he can also guess that the consequences must be very painful, tormenting, pain like a burning fire.

"Pojun Xingjun." Xu Lang called out, "Do you know what you are doing now? Interfering with the life and death of mortals without authorization, and trying to transport the souls of dead people back to the world from the other world, are you doing that? Touching the taboos of this world, if the law imposes punishment..."

It sounded normal at the beginning, but the more you listen, the more familiar it becomes to Po Jun. This is clearly what he used to warn Xu Lang at the beginning, but now Xu Lang persuades him in turn. The so-called reincarnation of cause and effect is probably exactly the same. .Originally, he wanted to have a good talk with Xu Lang, but after realizing this, he lost his mood, and the light on his hand didn't disappear, so he just gave Xu Lang a cold look.

Xu Lang pressed the umbrella handle with his hand, and turned the oil-paper umbrella, water droplets splashed, almost splashing Po Jun all over.

Before Pojun could open his mouth, he shrugged his shoulders, stopped the umbrella, and said, "I'm not the same as Pojun Xingjun, I'll keep it a secret for you, really, but you can You have to think about it, after all, you know the consequences better than me."

Po Jun didn't answer Xu Lang's words, he turned his gaze back to Qi Qianyuan and said, "Give me three seconds."

Xu Lang closed his eyes according to his words, and a three-second silence followed. There was no sound of rain or water, and all the sounds seemed to deliberately bypass them at this time. This was not a very good experience. Not being able to hear or see anything will give people an illusion of isolation from the world, as if the world no longer accepts him, but tries to drive him out instead.

When he opened his eyes again, he first looked at Qi Qianyuan. Qi Qianyuan's chest gradually rose and fell. Heal his wounds.

Then, Xu Lang looked at Po Jun who stood up. His body was stretched like a string, and finally there was a crack on his ice-like face. , he leaned slightly, covered his mouth and nose, blood gushed out from between his fingers, without the slightest intention to stop, Xu Lang was terrified, he didn't want the umbrella, and ran over to help him.

Po Jun patted Xu Lang's hand away, and walked forward on his own. Anyway, Qi Qianyuan can't die for the time being. His body can last until King Liuguang arrives with the doctor. When his wound gradually heals, he will take him with him. Live with that false memory.

Yes, false memories.Qi Qianyuan wouldn't remember that Po Jun had been here before, the fairy's technique is really convenient, it will fill up the missing piece of memory for Qi Qianyuan, with a reason he can accept, it won't make him aware of the flaw.

Xu Lang ran back to pick up the umbrella, hurriedly followed Po Jun's pace, and tilted the oil-paper umbrella to protect him from the wind and rain.

Po Jun walked forward without saying a word, making people wonder how bad his condition was. Although he finally managed to stop the bleeding with spiritual energy, Xu Lang was still full of worries, thought of a topic, and followed Po Jun spoke up, hoping that Po Jun would laugh at him as he did in the past, rather than being silent like this, "By the way, you and Qi Qianyuan are life and death friends, right?"

Only then did Xing Jun suddenly stop in his tracks, and Xu Lang bumped into his hard armor, staring at his eyes and dizzy.

"It's Meng Qiuze and Qi Qianyuan." Po Jun lowered his voice, reminding him of his wording, "It's not me and Qi Qianyuan."

Xu Lang rubbed his red and swollen forehead with tears streaming down his face, and couldn't see Po Jun's expression clearly, so he could only ask, "Is there any difference?"

"Yes." Amidst the sound of rain, he heard Xingjun in front of him reply, "Meng Qiuze and I have never been the same."

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