Make the hero cool

General Liang understood. He stood on the gate of the city and said in a strong voice: "Listen, General Nanyan, your master is under our command. If you don't want him to die, you can agree to our terms!"

He yelled several times in a row, making sure that the lowly people could hear clearly before stopping.

After a while, the general retreated and invited out a young man in golden armor.

After careful identification for a moment, Liu Fengyou couldn't help but lose his voice: "Is it Qin Yizhang?"

Xuan Jin snorted coldly: "It seems that Yun Shuang is really important to him."

"Thank you General, Gu has long regarded that Yun Shuang as a thorn in his side, and now I hope General can help Gu get rid of this trouble in his heart!" Qin Yizhang raised his head with a sneer, and his eyes quickly locked on Liu Fengyou on the city wall.

The little prince trembled when he saw his unfriendly gaze, and he frowned slightly. In the original book, Qin Yizhang valued Yun Shuang very much, so why does he seem to be a different person now.

General Liang choked with him at the right time, and the shouts and curses from both sides were endless.

Liu Fengyou thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "We've been tricked!"

Xuan Jin glanced at him, and immediately reacted: "Ming Jin retreats, follow me to see Yun Shuang!"

Several people hurried to the small courtyard where Yun Shuang was detained, only to see a mess at the door.

Liu Fengyou was very anxious, he stepped forward to ask, and sure enough someone came to take Yun Shuang away.

"It really is to tune the tiger away from the mountain." Xuan Jin's eyes were ice-quenched, obviously really angry.

At this time, a notification came from the gate of the city at the right time, saying that Nan Yan had withdrawn his troops.

The guard guarding Yun Shuang knew that he was dereliction of duty, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, Mr. Qi has already gone after that thief, maybe..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xuan Jin kicked his heart, kicking him three feet away.

Liu Fengyou had never seen such a tyrannical look on him, he stepped forward and hugged Xuan Jin's arm, and persuaded in a low voice: "Don't get angry, maybe Qi Rong will bring him back soon."

However, Qi Rong's side is not as smooth as everyone imagined.

He chased the thief to a plum grove. At this time, the weather was getting colder, and the plum blossoms were scattered here and there.

The man knew he couldn't get rid of him, so he simply stopped.

Qi Rong also stopped, and he saw the man take off his mask, revealing a face he was all too familiar with.

"Brother, let's meet again."

Ye Fengge seemed to be sighing softly, he threw the mask on the ground casually, and looked at Qi Rong leisurely.

Qi Rong stopped breathing, gritted his teeth and said, "Give him back to me."

Ye Fengge raised his eyebrows, and the scar between his eyebrows also moved with his raising his eyebrows: "You go, I don't want to hurt you."

But Qi Rong drew his sword and pointed at Ye Fengge indiscriminately.

At this time, a snowflake fell one after another, landed on Qi Rong's blade, and finally melted into a drop of dew, which slid down the blade.

Ye Fengge pursed his lips, and suddenly said: "It's snowing."

Qi Rong swallowed subconsciously, he was a little nervous: "I'm not chatting with you!"

Ye Fengge seemed to chuckle slightly, he turned his head slightly, and said to Yun Shuang: "Master, please go south, Your Majesty is waiting for you in front of the deserted village."

Yun Shuang saw the domineering sword Zhang before the two of them, he hesitated a little, nodded lightly, and ran south without hesitation.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Qi Rong hurriedly chased after him, but Ye Fengge grabbed his arm.

Ye Fengge exerted force on his hands, and straightly pulled Qi Rong back.

Qi Rong moved his wrist slightly, and the sharp blade slashed by Ye Fengge's ear, cutting off a strand of black hair beside his ear.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and there is a faint sense of flying.

Ye Fengge threw him out, and slowly drew out his sword: "When I picked up your brothers and sisters on the snow field that day, the snow fell heavily."

Qi Rong didn't speak, and attacked him again.

Ye Fengge seemed a little helpless, he swung his sword to block Qi Rong's attack, and said: "Even if you kill me now, you won't be able to catch up with Yun Shuang, so why don't you stop here, I won't hurt you either."

"Stop being hypocritical," Qi Rong spat coldly, he raised his eyes to look at Ye Fengge, his eyes were full of coldness, "I don't believe you anymore since you killed master and betrayed master for Qin Yizhang."

Ye Fengge's eyes showed a somewhat hurt look, his lips moved, trying to defend himself: "Although I betrayed my master, I never thought of hurting you."

Qi Rong stopped arguing with him, just turned around and rushed towards Ye Fengge.

Ye Fengge quickly waved his sword to parry.

Qi Rong has hatred in his heart, and his moves are fatal, leaving no room for Ye Fengge.

Gradually, Ye Fengge no longer tolerated and started to fight back.

For a moment, Hongmei and Baixue flew together, and the robes of the two were flying between the swords and swords.

Qi Rong was already slightly inferior to Ye Fengge, and coupled with the old injuries before, he soon couldn't hold on and began to show his flaws.

Ye Fengge intended to teach him a lesson, so he drew several swords on his arms and legs, and finally found a chance to put the sword on his chest.

Qi Rong staggered and barely stabilized his figure. He felt a dryness in his throat: "You won, kill me."

Ye Fengge smiled wryly, "I don't want to kill you."

Qi Rong slowly looked at the scar between his eyebrows: "I left this scar on your eyebrow back then, now you can come back."

Ye Fengge shook his head again, he withdrew his sword: "You go."

Qi Rong was silent for a moment, then suddenly became violent and stabbed towards Ye Fengge: "I don't want your mercy!"

Ye Fengge never expected that Qi Rong would attack suddenly, he subconsciously raised his sword to protect himself, but in the next second he saw blood gushing out from Qi Rong's chest, staining the plum blossoms covered by snow red.

He immediately panicked, let go of his sword, and went up to hug Qi Rong, his voice trembling: "How are you!"

Qi Rong was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, he could feel his life was passing, he fell slowly with the plum snow all over the sky, and the yellow sand that was not covered by the snow flew up, fascinated his eyes.

Fengxue and Luomei embraced the young general's armor and slowly fell; a piece of red plum fell on the old scar on the brow of the young killer.

Qi Rong felt Ye Fengge hug him up, and he heard Ye Fengge apologizing non-stop.

He struggled to touch the scar between his brother's eyebrows, and said with difficulty: "So, we're clear..."

Ye Fengge stared blankly at Qi Rong's opening and closing lips, and he murmured: "Junior brother, I'll take you to the doctor right away, don't worry..."

Later, Ye Fengge said something again and Qi Rong couldn't hear clearly, he closed his eyes slowly, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, scalding a hole in the snow.

The snow was still falling, and Ye Fengge hugged his gradually cooling body in his arms: "Do you know that the two happiest times in my life were when I was studying art with you and when I was working with you in the palace."