The emperor's loyal dog, oh, ran away?

If he wanted to turn around, even just with a glance.

He is not afraid of any exchange of blood, he will not forget Li Rang, he wants to prove it to Li Rang.

He is not afraid of losing the throne, and even more. To him, most of the so-called important things are just accumulated by him bit by bit.

As long as he doesn't hurt those brothers who came with him through wind and rain, he has nothing to lose.

Li Rang just looked back at him.

"Li Rang!" He yelled, staggered, and almost fell to the ground. He looked up again, and the flow of people was still there, but Li Rang was no longer in sight.

The body was fighting against the blood poison, the pain paralyzed the body, but it also made his mind more clear.

There was a strong thought in his mind, if he missed this moment, maybe... no chance.

How can...how can.

Move, move! !He vigorously pulled his legs that were so heavy that they seemed to weigh a thousand pounds... One step, two steps, the mistake is not terrible, the terrible thing is not to face it.

He never wants to be regrettable with Li Rang, and he never misses Li Rang because of his momentary insomnia.

Pain and unwillingness dragged his mind, and he stepped forward to Yaojue's pace. His pace was not steady, but he took one step after another, unwilling to stop, unable to stop.

"Li Rang!" He called out the name of his beloved.

In fact, he doesn't know how to say love words very much. He has lied to many people and said many kinds of those seemingly sweet words... Those love words that he always regarded as jokes now seem to be unsuitable for Li Rang.

It seemed that those things that were said to others before were said to him now, which would humiliate Li Rang's feelings.

Such a precious person, precious feelings, his most precious Li Rang.

He is willing to do his best to treat him well, but why is he unwilling to trust him again and give him another chance?

The poison in the body flared up little by little, from dizziness and fever, to limb stiffness and coldness, wave after wave... Li Rang had also suffered from this kind of pain in the past.

Chaoyang may be important to him, he will make such a choice, thinking that Chaoyang must be important to him, but in the end he is just to forget himself.

Only he was in the same position and held on to their feelings, only he experienced the same pain and responded to his grievances.

He is entitled to, again, love him.

The man exhausted all his strength and threw himself into the crowd. He wanted to find Li Rang and tell him.

He is willing to double compensate for all the injuries that have been done to him... even give him these eyes and this leg.

His mind is clear, and he knows very well that he has gone crazy.

All the thoughts and schemes that popped up in his mind were so terrifying.

Worst of worst, they'd probably get there... He was afraid, too.

Fear of his decision cut off all their escape routes.

Xiang Yaojue, who was chasing people in the busy city, although everyone dodged him subconsciously, there were always people who couldn't dodge and bumped into him fiercely.

This collision dissipated the strength accumulated by Xiang Yaojue's hard work, and dissipated the heat that was finally forced out.

Xiang Yaojue fell hard this time, his legs were trembling and he couldn't catch up with the force just when he wanted to get up.

Xiang Yao grabbed the hilt of the sword angrily and threw it at his thigh, but his hands were not strong enough, and the pain was not clear enough to stimulate his limbs to regain consciousness.

One of the five fingers lost strength, and when it was lost, it was grasped again. Instead, the scabbard was peeled off. The cold light faintly revealed from the scabbard flashed into Xiang Yaojue's eyes. Split a thin bloodstain.

How sharp the blade is is self-evident.

Xiang Yaojue raised the corner of his mouth, pulled the sword out of the scabbard, leveled the sword with both hands, and looked in the direction where Li Rang left.

Then, bet.

"I damaged your eyes with a single mistake, and I shot an arrow with my own hands, ruining your legs. Today, I will repay you double. If I can no longer make up for the injuries you have suffered, then at least let me pay you back." The pain you've been through."

Afraid?Of course I'm afraid.

For those who practice martial arts, it is easy and difficult to abolish one's own foundation.

He knows how to injure people, and where to strike is the most enjoyable, but he also knows what the result will be if he cuts down.

There was a voice in his heart that kept reminding him.

This can't, can't, can't.

Is love really important enough to spend your whole life?He could still hesitate now, Li let him... not even have a choice.

Alright, alright, just admit that he is stupid, admit that he is just a vulgar mortal, the true love that he thought he would never have or get in his whole life, in fact, appeared a long time ago.

He simply sat down on the ground and stretched out his foot forward. He took a deep breath of cold air, gritted his teeth and cut out with his hand. The edge of the sword turned accordingly, aimed straight at the calf, and then sent it down.The sword made of heavy gold lived up to its reputation, and the short hair cut the iron like mud.During this commotion, without even hearing a sound, the blade of the sword rubbed against the leg bone and pierced through the calf.

When the sword tip touched the ground, there was a slight sound, the process was too smooth, when the sword tip came out, it was not even stained with blood.

It wasn't until the tip of the sword touched the ground that scarlet blood continuously slid down the blade and gathered on the ground silently.

Strangely, it didn't seem to hurt much either.

Xiang Yaojue didn't know if he was numb, or...the injury was still not enough.

He raised his head and looked into the distance, which was the direction Li Rang was leaving. There were so many people there that his vision was a little blurry... But he could still see clearly that his Li Rang was not there.

They are just passers-by watching the excitement.

Probably in their eyes, he at this moment is like a joke.

Laugh, just laugh.

His fingers were a little weak, but fortunately this sword was good enough, if he wanted to pay him back in the most painful way, he would have to grind his flesh with a knife.

He held the sword that had penetrated into the flesh with one hand, and turned it against the muscles, but just as he exerted force, the pain climbed up along the bone marrow...

In a trance, he remembered that he had been tortured before when he was in prison.

He still remembered Li Rang at that time, when Li Rang found him at that time... it seemed like all the torture was done on him.

It looks like it hurts three points more than him...

more painful than him...

He stared at the man blankly, a little confused whether it was true or not, and the pain could not make him clear.

"You're forcing me." Li Rang looked at the man, distressed and annoyed at the same time.

He is sure that he is reluctant, he is sure that he will turn back, isn't he?

It wasn't until Li Rang spoke that he was sure it was true.It's his Li Rang, he's back, his Li Rang, after all, he still can't bear his pain, he's in pain.

He couldn't help grinning the corners of his mouth, no matter how much the attention from the side was stimulated, he said softly: "You are pushing me too."

"Obviously you told me how difficult and precious it is to live, why do you still hurt yourself like this? What do you want to do?" Li Rang was angry.

Angry at him for being able to laugh at this moment, angry at him for being an emperor, and hurting his body like this...

"Let go!" Li Rang was burning with anxiety, but the man who was supposed to have weak hands held on to the hilt of his sword tightly and did not let go.

How dare Li Rang pull hard, seeing that he won't let go, he hurriedly raised his hand to slap him on the head several times.

Being beaten inexplicably, Xiang Yaojue was a little unclear, his smile froze, and he looked at Li Rang very aggrieved: "You still hit me."

"I hate you!"

"Don't hate me, you might as well poke me two more times to relieve your anger, and hitting me twice is nothing." Xiang Yaojue felt happy when he saw Li Rang's red eyes and angry look, but it was just It doesn't hurt to get hit twice.

If he is willing, come and hit him twice every day, and he is happy to see him.

After Xiang Yaojue figured it out, the little grievance was swept away, and then he smirked again.

"Let go!"

"You said you still love me, so I'll let you go... No, no, forgive me, I'll let you go!" Xiang Yaojue said, and changed his words... But after saying this, he felt that his tone was not very good. He was also worried that he would make Li Rang feel uncomfortable, and then tried his best to ask pitifully, "Are you okay?"

"...I have no way to trust you anymore, how do you want me to promise you. You told me to see my position clearly, and you told me not to extravagantly ask for your feelings... You just know that I am easy to tease... ...Do I have to pay you my life?" No one will understand the grievance in Li Rang's heart.

What they saw was just the tip of the iceberg.

It was a long, long time, a little bit of self-esteem and self-confidence that was shattered.

Sudden recovery of memory was already a great blow to him, and now he was forced to come here, and he had to make a choice.

How could he do it.

He wished to stay away from him, and never see him again in this life...

"Then I'll give you my eyes too. I still want to see you, so I... hiss..." Before he could finish his sentence, Li Rang hit him on the head again.

Xiang Yaojue simply took the opportunity to let go and poured himself into his arms: "I really can't do it, I might die, Li Rang, please forgive me...Can you come back to the palace with me...Don't like others, Just like me, okay?"

"..." Li Rang quickly drew his sword out while he let go, and seeing his pitiful appearance, he couldn't help but slap him on the forehead a few times: "Not good, not good at all!"

"Then hit me up, if you don't come with me, I'll go with you... What emperor, fuck him... I quit! The last one won't work, you are mine..."

"I want to be with Mu..."

"Hiss, it hurts, it hurts..."

"Hey, go to the doctor first. If your leg is also lame, what can you do... How can you explain it?" Li Rang carried a stubborn man on his back and went to the medical clinic.

If you want to say, there are several doctors in this city, but for some reason, every family is familiar with these two people.

When they saw them again, they were not even surprised.

It is estimated that the culprit is Tai Sui, who was injured repeatedly this year.

"It hurts to death... I'm going to die... Li Rang, don't leave me, okay..." Xiang Yaojue saw that Li Rang was soft-hearted, and when he saw what he wanted to say, he immediately howled.