Save the beautiful and tragic hero

Everything happened so fast that he didn't have time to think too much.

He was just a little puzzled——

Who is occupying Zhou Shang's body?

Why did that person kill him?

A long time ago, he had vaguely noticed that something was wrong, but he didn't attribute the reason to himself. He always thought that the target of the person behind the scenes was Hu Luyan.

Because Huluyan is the protagonist of this world, everything revolves around Huluyan.

However, at the moment when he fell down, he suddenly understood something more important——

That person's goal was not Hu Luyan.

but him.

Yes.

The only person that person wanted to kill from the beginning to the end was Mi Lu.

Whether he was captured by Lin Ji in the Peach Blossom Formation, or sneaked by the disciples of the Wuwang Gang in Qicheng, no matter how far he hides, the danger will come as expected, and he will walk around him quietly from Hu Luyan's side before.

At first, he thought that everything he suffered was caused by the plot, but now it seems that the plot may have changed so dramatically because of him.

How can he...

It actually made that person so aggressive.

After falling down, Mi Lu felt that his internal organs were twitching, especially the chest pierced by the bow and arrow. It hurt like countless sharp mouths were crazily biting the flesh and blood on it.

It hurts.

The darkness twisted and covered like flowing water.

In front of Mi Lu's eyes is the interweaving of three colors of black, white and gray, which are ever-changing, like a translucent kaleidoscope, covering the scene behind.

He tasted a fishy-sweet taste, and it was blood gushing out of his throat and overflowing his mouth uncontrollably.

He knew he was vomiting blood, but didn't feel much.

For a moment, his consciousness was even withdrawn from his body.

It seems that the pain is no longer my own, my body is no longer my own, and even my life is no longer my own.

He is not afraid of death.

The only thing he cared about was the identity of that person.

What is that person trying to do?

After killing him...

Do you want to do something to Hu Luyan?

Many doubts piled up in Mi Lu's mind, but unfortunately he couldn't think of an answer.

He looked back at Zhou Shang with difficulty.

Obviously Zhou Shang has regained control of his body.

Zhou Shang's eyes were wide open, and he looked at Mi Lu in shock, then looked down at the hand that he pushed Mi Lu, as if he was still not sure what happened just now.

Until Hu Luyan's high-pitched voice sounded: "Six-six—"

Hu Luyan threw away the long whip, like a bird skimming over the sea, it flew in front of Mi Lu in the blink of an eye.

The already white face was even more bloodless at this moment, and the dark pupils were full of shock, anger and murderous intent.

His body was trembling visibly to the naked eye, his knees plopped to the ground, and he carefully hugged Mi Lu into his arms.

Mi Lu's chest was pierced by a bow and arrow, and the blood soaked the whole chest, and there was a steady stream of blood gushing out.

a lot of blood.

There was blood in sight.

Hu Luyan hugged Mi Lu for a while, and his hands were stained with blood from Mi Lu's body.

It turns out that a person can have so much blood.

But how could this be?

He obviously let Mi Lu stay in the carriage well, obviously let so many people protect Mi Lu, and obviously kept paying attention to Mi Lu's movements from the corner of his eye...

Why is this still happening?

Hu Luyan hadn't shed tears for a long time, and he even forgot what it felt like to cry, but now holding Mi Lu who was almost out of breath, the sour feeling suddenly climbed up.

Hot liquid dripped from the corners of his eyes.

He hurriedly took out the hemostatic elixir from the Qiankun bag and fed it into Mi Lu's mouth, his chest heaved violently, and his voice trembled violently: "Liu Liu, hold on, you'll be fine, I won't let anything happen to you of."

After speaking, he pulled out his dagger and cut his wrist, scarlet blood gushed out.

As if he couldn't feel the pain, he pressed his wrist against Mi Lu's lips, trying to let the blood flow into Mi Lu's mouth.

Mi Lu was seriously injured.

The bow and arrow were stained with poison, so that the broken flesh on the chest began to rot and blacken, and an indescribable rotten smell spread along with the bloody smell.

While feeding Mi Lu's blood, Hu Luyan injected spiritual power into Mi Lu's body.

An overwhelming fear overwhelmed him like the sea.

In a daze, he seems to have returned to the year when he was 12 years old. He was driven away by Wen Liuliu and wandered outside for four years. Finally, he couldn't hold back his longing for his mother, and he quietly returned to Drunken City.

However, he failed to see the alive Wen Liuliu, and what awaited him was a bloody corpse.

Wen Liuliu's body was hung on the tall building in front of the city gate. It was so white that it was almost transparent under the sun, and the blue and purple whip marks on it were even more frightening.

Blood overflowed from the scars, flowed down the pale skin, condensed into drops on the toes, and fell to the ground drop by drop.

So much blood.

There was blood all over the body.

There was blood all over the ground.

And his eyes were full of blood.

It was from then on that he lost even Wen Liuliu, and he became a real person, a lonely and helpless person.

Suddenly, a weak voice interrupted his thoughts: "Du Luyan..."

With tears in his eyes, Hu Luyan saw Mi Lu open his eyes and opened his mouth to him.

He blinked, and two bean-sized teardrops fell on Mi Lu's pale face, and slid down Mi Lu's cheeks, leaving two obvious tear stains.

Looking at it this way, it seemed that Mi Lu was crying.

But Hu Luyan knew very well that Mi Lu didn't cry, even if he was about to die, Mi Lu would not shed a single tear. Death was a kind of relief for Mi Lu, and Mi Lu had long wanted to leave him in this way.

Only he is struggling and suffering.

Mi Lu's death will form a swamp on the spot, slowly swallowing him up.

He once thought of painting the ground as a prison and trapping Mi Lu in it forever, but he later discovered that his prison can only trap himself.

He couldn't trap Mi Lu.

Mi Lu is the quicksand in his hands, flowing away from his fingers without a sound, no matter how hard he tries, he can't grasp Mi Lu.

Thinking about it this way, his behavior of threatening Mi Lu with death was really a joke.

How could Mi Lu be afraid of death?

He is afraid of death.

But he would not allow Mi Lu to die either.

They all have to live.

Hu Luyan hugged Mi Lu tightly in his arms, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a self-deprecating arc, but the tears in his eyes never stopped, dripping on Mi Lu's face.

"Liuliu, it will be fine soon." Hu Luyan lowered his head and kissed Mi Lu's hair, coaxing in a soft voice, "If you feel tired, go to sleep, and when you wake up, everything will be fine. It'll all be fine."

Mi Lu turned his head to avoid Hu Luyan's wrist, and he opened his mouth again, apparently he had something to say to Hu Luyan.

Hu Luyan attached his ears cooperatively: "What do you want to say?"

Mi Lu used his last strength to grab Hu Luyan's collar. He felt like a leaking bellows, he vomited blood while speaking, his words were difficult and he couldn't speak clearly.

"No...it's not Zhou Shang's fault..." Mi Lu forced out an explanation in pain, "It was someone else who possessed Zhou Shang's body...don't blame Zhou Shang..."

Hu Luyan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked straight into Mi Lu's eyes.

After Mi Lu finished what she wanted to say, she closed her eyes without regret.

Hu Luyan was quiet for a moment, but burst out laughing.

He was crying and laughing, looking extremely weird.

Zhou Shang?

At this time, the person Mi Lu was worried about was actually Zhou Shang.

What about him?

What should he do next?

Hasn't Mi Lu thought about this?

At this moment, Hu Luyan was like falling into an ice cave, the cold wind seemed to blow on his bones, the biting cold crawled all over his body, his limbs were cold, his body was cold, and his blood was also cold.

There was even a moment when his eyes were covered by darkness, and after struggling to recover, the whole world was spinning.

Zhou Shang was leading the rest of the people to entangle with Hu Luxing's people, and when he heard Hu Luyan's crying and laughing voice, Zhou Shang was terrified, and shouted tremblingly: "The leader."

Hu Luyan took off his clothes and wrapped Mi Lu's bloody body, he gently rubbed Mi Lu's cheek twice with the tip of his nose: "I promise you, I won't blame Zhou Shang, you also promise me, take a good rest ,keep on."

As he spoke, he lightly pecked Mi Lu's lips, "You won't die, you can't die, I won't allow you to die."

Without his permission, no one can take Mi Lu away from him.

Who, also, no, can.

Clouds enveloped Hu Luyan's face, even though he didn't show any obvious anger or anger, his dark eyes still made his heart tremble.

Vaguely, it seemed that something had changed.

Hu Luxing and Hu Lulan's father and son had already retreated below the city wall, their faces turned blue, and they couldn't help showing a surprised expression as they watched Hu Luyan put Mi Lu into a corpse bead.

"Father, what is he doing?" Hu Lulan asked in surprise.

"Crazy, he's really crazy." Hu Luxing's head was buzzing, as if someone had been stuffed into a hornet's nest, he murmured in disbelief, "It really is the child Hu Luwan gave birth to, and Hu Luwan is just as crazy."

To hide a living person in a corpse bead, only a lunatic would do such a thing!

Seeing Hu Luyan standing up with the corpse bead, Hu Luxing suddenly had a bad feeling, he quickly turned his head and told Hu Lulan: "Let them open the city gate."

"Open the city gate?" Hu Lulan frowned and said, "But once the city gate is opened, Hu Luyan and the others are very likely to attack the capital."

"Other than that, we have no other choice." Hu Luxing tightly clutched one of his broken arms, gasped and said, "If we don't go in, we'll all die here."

Hu Lulan weighed it for a moment. Although he was unwilling, he had to succumb to the reality. He nodded: "Okay!"

Before he finished speaking, he took out a silver whistle and was about to put it to his mouth to blow it, when suddenly thick rainwater fell, drenching him and Hu Luxing all over their bodies.

Both father and son blushed instantly.

A disgusting bloody smell filled the nostrils.

They were stunned at the same time, their eyes lingering on each other for a while, only then did they realize that the liquid that drenched them was rainwater?

It was clearly blood!

The father and son looked up subconsciously, just in time to see a pile of severed limbs falling to the ground like hailstones—they were all the severed limbs of the soldiers on the city wall.

Hu Luyan, who was full of blood, fell with them.

Hu Luyan's black hair was blown into a mess by the wind, only his expressionless face was extremely white, and black mist like flowing water constantly overflowed from his body, turning into a cloud of black clouds to envelop him faintly.

He fell sharply.

Neither father nor son responded.

Hu Luxing only felt that something splashed on his face and body, he trembled all over, and opened his eyes to look, only to see Hu Lulan standing opposite him with her eyes widened in horror.

The next moment, dense red silk threads like a spider web emerged on Hu Lulan's face.

Blood spurted out.

Hu Lulan suddenly collapsed like a clay doll that was crushed.

"..." Huluxing tasted the taste of Hululan's blood in his mouth. He was strangled by a hand, and after a long silence, he let out a heart-piercing roar, "Xiaolan——"

At the same time, Mi Hefeng, who was locked in his own courtyard, also noticed something strange.

Mi Hefeng stood in front of the window, stared at one direction and frowned for a while, then raised his hand to call Gu Qiu over: "Come and have a look."

Gu Qiu who was sitting at the table got up and walked over: "What's wrong?"

Mi Hefeng pointed out the window: "Look at the sky over there."

Gu Qiu looked in the direction Mi Hefeng pointed, and soon saw a wisp of black mist rising from somewhere, whirling and gathering towards the air.

The black mist accumulated more and more, forming a large vortex center.

"Isn't that—" Gu Qiu was startled, and looked back at Mi Hefeng, "Where is the Seven Star Kunlun Sword?"

Mi Hefeng nodded solemnly: "The Seven Star Kunlun Sword has waited for the person it is waiting for."

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"Little Lover"

There's a new joke in Yutan Village.

Miserable and poor, but more beautiful than the girl, Liu Yu picked up a man and went home, and took good care of him day and night.

The villagers are all gossiping about Liu Yu.

Seeing that man can't even get out of bed, I'm afraid he must eat up Liu Yu's house.

The point is that the man has lost his memory!

After recovering the memory, wouldn't he just pat his ass and leave?

But Liu Yule was among them, and the simple thatched cottage finally became more popular.

But there are also more mouths to eat.

In the past, he only had to support himself alone, but in the future he will work hard for two people's rations!

During the Beijing incident, the regent Song Shuyu led the troops to force the old emperor to abdicate and supported the puppet little emperor to take the throne. Unexpectedly, two days later, Song Shuyu was plotted against and fell off the cliff, and he was never heard from again.

From that day on, the capital and the court were in chaos.

Song Shuyu's subordinates searched for people day and night, almost digging three feet into the ground.

One day, several subordinates came to an isolated village named Yutan Village, and saw a man who looked like their regent digging the soil with a hoe?

They looked at each other, remained silent for a while, and sent a person forward: "Dare to ask this big brother..."

The man turned his head when he heard the sound, revealing a face exactly like the regent's, but he looked at him indifferently, and then asked, "From a foreign country?"

subordinate:"……"

Only then did they know that when they were busy fighting for power and profit with the old emperor's old subordinates in the capital, their regent was busy farming in the countryside.