I hope to return to the country

Agreeing to keep this beggar is not because Le Zhiyu is overly compassionate and meddling.

There is sympathy, there is hurt, there is also the idea of ​​wanting to help him, but before seeing his extraordinary strength and rock-solid will, Le Zhiyu really never thought of being so hasty If you want to take in a person of unknown origin.

The book says that there is only a fine line between a genius and a lunatic. When those talented people first appear on the stage, they usually look a little crazy and abnormal. Le Zhiyu thinks that this beggar is probably the kind of person mentioned in the book. It seems stupid, but it has some skills in it.

Keep him, maybe he will come in handy in the future.

Although Su Er's words before going out were harsh, they made some sense.

Le Zhiyu bet all his wealth and life on Qin Zhiyi alone, the risk is indeed too great, even though he is in love with Qin Zhiyi, he is willing to take a gamble and never turn back if he does not hit the south wall, but if it really comes to the end, he will lose everything On that day, even if it was to see his mother, Mrs. Yang again, he should give himself some escape route to save his life.

Like a beggar, he has to pay attention in the future, maybe he can recruit a few more available talents, whether it is to plan for him or protect his safety, after all, he has his own power and no longer has to be like a vine entangled in a tree. Yes, rely on Qin Zhiyi for everything.

"Hey, look, it's out! It's out!"

With the loud and excited shouts around, a person was thrown down from the towering city gate by the guards.

Le Zhiyu looked up Xunsheng, and when he saw the person's description clearly, his heart trembled violently.

He knew that a traitor like Yun Zhiyu would be miserable if he fell into the hands of that iron-blooded and ruthless prince, but he didn't expect it to be so tragic.

His face was covered with blood, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his hair was like a mess of grass, his clothes were like rags, his hands and legs were covered with large pieces of rotten flesh, scabs, pus, or bleeding, and there was hardly a piece of intact skin. , He was tied tightly by the hemp rope like that, hanging in the air with the wind, as if he would fall to the ground in the next moment, and his muscles and bones would be broken.

When we first met, he was glamorous, agile, cunning and ruthless, but now Yun Zhiyu can no longer be called a person.

Le Zhiyu thought that seeing his miserable appearance would give him a sense of revenge, after all, he was almost killed by Yun Zhiyu back then.

But after witnessing it with his own eyes, the suffocation in his heart did not dissipate, but became more and more intense, mixed with the sudden panic and fear, as if an invisible hand was strangling his neck, choking his breath It all started to feel bad, and even the eyes were in a trance and hallucinations appeared.

He saw himself being hanged on the top of the city gate to show the public like a cloud of rain, his body covered in bruises and dying, and there were overwhelming abuse and ridicule underneath, as well as rotten vegetables and rotten eggs thrown at him, smashing him nowhere However, the wound felt boundless and severe pain as if it had been lingering.

"Dog thief! Dog thief!"

"He was supposed to be a hero to save the world, but he turned out to be a hypocritical villain who fights for power and profit! We have been deceived so badly!"

"God has eyes! Find out this scourge, kill him quickly!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

The sound of shouting, shouting and killing was mixed with all kinds of sundries thrown towards the city gate, and it was blurred in front of Le Zhiyu's eyes and ears, which made him almost unable to distinguish between reality and illusion, and fell into a muddle of random thoughts, with a headache almost to crack.

I am not a dog thief, I am not a scourge!I'm not, I'm not...

"My son, my son, what's wrong with you? Why are you sweating so much? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Su Er's anxious call came from next to his ear, which made Le Zhiyu's chaotic mind clear up a little. He looked around in confusion, and his slack eyes slowly came back to focus, only then did he realize that he was still sitting upright right away. On, unscathed.

Su Er noticed his pale lips and the cold sweat on his forehead, knowing that he was timid and must have been frightened by this turbulent and terrifying scene, so he hurriedly said something else.

"Young master, why don't we go back and stop watching."

Le Zhiyu really didn't want to watch it anymore.

To a certain extent, his restless remnants of the previous dynasty are no different from Yun Zhiyu, gloating at Yun Zhiyu's misfortune today, cursing and scorning him, who knows if it will be his turn tomorrow.

He had always thought that being the king and losing the bandit was a very fair thing, but he never thought about whether he could bear such a tragic consequence if he was the loser.

He was lucky that he didn't reveal his secrets and was not arrested, but can his good luck really continue like this forever...

By coincidence, Le Zhiyu raised his head and glanced at Yun Zhiyu again.

This glance happened to meet Yun Zhiyu's gaze.

Even though it was so far away, obviously there were so many people below, obviously his eyes were so swollen that he couldn't open them, and Kele Zhiyu didn't know why he was so sure, he was just looking at himself.

And this look is very strange, there is no resentment, no anger, and no sadness, on the contrary, there is a sense of rejoicing and unspeakable joy, as if telling Le Zhiyu.

"It's good to see you're okay."

Le Zhiyu can still tell whether a person's demeanor is pretentious or genuine.

Yun Zhiyu really cared about him, and was really happy that he was here safe and sound.

That being the case, why did you mercilessly push me down from Yanzhu Tower?

Le Zhiyu stared blankly at Yun Zhiyu, seeing him being cursed and spitting by the people below, seeing the dirty things thrown all over him without dignity, seeing him in such a miserable situation , but still insisted on showing that gratifying smile towards himself.

Why is this······

Suddenly, as if his brain had opened up, he thought of another possibility.

When Yun Zhiyu pushed him down from the tall building, it might not be because he wanted his life, but because he wanted to separate himself from him.

After all, he was someone who had been alone with Yun Zhiyu. If the imperial envoy wanted to investigate, he could easily find out. The reason for leading a snake out of the hole and sacrificing his life for righteousness alone by Su Er's nonsense, in fact, could not be easily cleared away. It is suspected that he is a member of the Qingdan Society.

But if Yun Zhiyu killed him, Le Zhiyu would be no longer suspected, and Su Er's reasons would be very tenable.

Yun Zhiyu had seen Qin Zhiyi's skills before, and Yun Zhiyu thought that Qin Zhiyi would save people, so he pushed Le Zhiyu down.

If that's the case, it makes sense.

Thinking that once the so-called young master of the Qingdan Society is exposed, he will be humiliated and punished several times more cruelly than Yun Zhiyu, the depression and discomfort in Le Zhiyu's heart began to come back again, and he wished to escape from Yancheng immediately. The farther away from that dreadful court envoy, the better.

Yun Zhiyu looked at him from afar, as if guessing what was going on in his heart, nodded with difficulty with a smile, then opened his mouth with difficulty, as if he wanted to tell him something.

Le Zhiyu couldn't hear what he was saying, only saw him repeating the same mouth shape tirelessly, even if this movement would make the corners of his dry mouth bleed and crack, he never stopped.

This sentence must be very important, and he must let Le Zhiyu know that he has worked so hard.

"My lord, don't stare at him, it's scary, you might have nightmares if you go back, let's go quickly." Su Yi urged from the side.

"and many more."

Le Zhiyu held the rein and did not move, frowning and staring at Yun Zhiyu.

"Help me too, what is he talking about?"

"what?"

Puzzled, Su Yi followed Chaoyun Zhiyu for a closer look, shook his head and said, "It's hard to tell, he already has this kind of virtue, so he doesn't have the time to say anything now, maybe he's crying for pain."

"No, he was talking."

Le Zhiyu worked hard to identify Yun Zhiyu's mouth shape, and tried to guess, but he couldn't make up a complete and smooth sentence after guessing.

"There are six characters in total, the second and third characters are still the same, what is it..."

"Bang! Bang!"

He hadn't had time to figure it out, but suddenly there were several loud noises around him, like a firecracker during a festival, which made him tremble unexpectedly, and subconsciously let go of the rein and covered his ears.

The horse was frightened, raised its neck and neighed, turned around indiscriminately, rushed away from the crowd, and galloped towards the open space behind with Le Zhiyu on its back.

"Son!"

Su Yi and the others shouted in panic from far behind, but Le Zhiyu had completely ignored it.

He was not good at riding a horse, and it was okay to be led slowly by others, but it was enough to let him ride faster, let alone control such a frightened and galloping horse. He threw off the horse, frightened him out of his wits, and yelled indiscriminately.

"Stop, stop!"

How could the horse listen to him, the speed did not decrease at all, on the contrary, it became faster and faster, rushing into the remote jungle in the wilderness like a panic.

The branches and leaves are overgrown, the thorns are everywhere, and there are many dangers everywhere. If you don't pay attention, you will be caught by the branches and dragged off the horse abruptly.

Le Zhiyu's eyes were blurred by the fly ash and grass clippings raised up, and he couldn't see the road ahead at all, so he had to lower his body, holding the horse's neck to death, not daring to let go.

If it goes on like this, he won't last long at all, and sooner or later he will be thrown to the ground severely.

It's over, it's over, this time I'm afraid I'll have my arms and legs broken, or even my life. I'm going to die before I'm ready, and my death is too hasty!

Le Zhiyu's tears came out anxiously, and he lamented in his heart.

He also regretted that he didn't learn how to ride a horse well before, and he also thought about how mad Mrs. Yang would be if he knew that he had done nothing and fell to his death. Most of all, he still hoped for a miracle to come to rescue him. Own.

Woooooo, Brother Qin, where are you...