I pretend to be affectionate in front of my foe

Lie Ren knew that the reason why Xiao Yiran could persist for so long was probably using his internal force to suppress toxicity.

Although this method has quick results, it will cause great damage to the body, so it is a last resort.

Sure enough, the next moment, after Xiao Yiran was slapped by a guard, he immediately vomited a mouthful of blood.

Just when Xiao Yiran subconsciously lowered his head and covered his chest, another guard took advantage of his unpreparedness and slashed him from behind.

With a sound of "stab", the sound of clothes being torn was accompanied by the sound of the sword rolling down, and Xiao Yiran's back was cut with a deep knife mark by the guards.

Flesh and flesh could be clearly seen at the torn part of the clothes, and the following blood flowed out along with the knife marks, soaking Xiao Yiran's dark clothes.

"My lord! Watch out for your side!"

As Lie Ren said, he tried his best to break out of the crowd, but it was still a step too late.

The sharp tip of the knife scraped across Xiao Yiran's side face, leaving a cut that couldn't be ignored.

Seeing that he didn't hit the vital point, the guard became a little annoyed. He was about to strike again when he felt a tingling pain in his arm. When he looked down, he realized that his arm had been separated from his body.

"You..." The guard who reacted covered his broken arm and looked at Xiao Yiran in disbelief. Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked to the ground again.

Xiao Yiran didn't give him a chance to speak again, and with a swing of his long sword, he cut off the guard's head.

"How many people don't hesitate to come, I'm waiting here."

Xiao Yiran kicked the guard's head aside, raised his eyes and looked around, his eyes were full of haze.

His tone was unusually excited, and his pale face and the scarlet blood at the corners of his mouth contrasted with each other, making him appear to have a sinister aura, like the king of Hades who is looking for his life in the underworld.

Seeing this, the other guards suddenly didn't dare to act rashly. They looked at me and I looked at you, hesitated but didn't act rashly anymore.

"The emperor's current appearance is somewhat similar to when my mother and concubine passed away."

Xiao Yiyang on the side bypassed the guards, and said to Xiao Yiran from a distance: "When my mother and concubine were found in the imperial garden, her face was so pale, and the blood that flowed out even stained a large area of ​​the moon-watching pool red."

"I don't know if the emperor still remembers her tragic situation at that moment..." Xiao Yiyang said, he suddenly took a step forward, stared at Xiao Yiran and said: "You grew up next to my mother and concubine, you should never know her appearance forget it."

"To shut up!"

Xiao Yiyang's words were like boulders rolling down in a pond on a rainy day, hitting heavily on Xiao Yiran's already restless heart.

Cruel memories rushed towards his face like a poisonous miasma, and once again placed Xiao Yiran in the pain that had been sealed for a long time.

Facing Xiao Yiyang, who was [-]% similar to Concubine Li, he subconsciously backed away a few steps, but the other party was pressing on with every step.

Xiao Yiran seemed to be able to see the resentful eyes of Concubine Li before she died and hear her unwilling screams.

Seeing Xiao Yiran's appearance like this, Xiao Yiyang couldn't help laughing, his expression gradually turned ferocious, and he continued: ""My mother and concubine treat you well, but you don't. "

"Stop talking!" Xiao Yiran seemed to have been stimulated by something, he threw away the long sword, and covered his head with both hands in pain, cold sweat constantly oozing from his forehead.

Having achieved the desired result, Xiao Yiyang glanced at Xiao Yiran with a sneer, and ordered to the guards: "Let's go together."

Seeing that Xiao Yiran lost control of his emotions due to the poison, Lie Ren struggled to break free from the crowd, trying to rescue Xiao Yiran, but found that at some point, the Emperor Xiao Yiyang had recruited more helpers, who had already quietly surrounded him.

Helpless, Lie Ren could only choose to deal with the people around him first.

Lie Ren and Xiao Yiran were forced to separate each other, one person against many people, the other side bullied the few with more, and the disparity in strength was huge, and it was almost impossible to escape if they continued to fight.

Looking at Xiao Yiran, who was emotionally broken, and the guards staring at him, Lie Ren suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

"Stab", another sound of clothes being cut was heard, and Lie Ren heard the reputation, and saw that a guard's knife had already reached Xiao Yiran's neck, only one finger away from his artery. Yiran must die.

As a last resort, Lie Ren silently squeezed the highly poisonous powder that he carried with him.

He was going to find an opportunity to lure all the guards over, sprinkle some medicinal powder and die with them, so as to give Xiao Yiran time to escape.

Thinking so, Lie Ren quietly took out the medicine powder, and slowly moved towards Xiao Yiyang's direction.

He was about to tear off the seal of the medicine bottle when he was stopped by a man who was also dressed as a guard.

The man snatched the highly poisonous powder from Lie Ren's hand, and then flashed to Xiao Yiran who was facing the enemy.

Before the sword pierced Xiao Yiran's neck, at the very moment, the man dressed as a guard hugged Xiao Yiran, just avoided the fatal blow, and took advantage of the opportunity to slash at the guard.

"Who is coming!"

The guard covered his bloody face, and roared sadly and angrily: "You actually sneaked into my imperial guards and tried to assassinate Your Majesty!"

The visitor ignored the guard's words and ignored them.

His slightly upturned eyes glanced at Xiao Yiyang who was standing aside, and with a touch of his feet, he flew out of the crowd with Xiao Yiran in his arms and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this, Lie Ren, who was trapped by the guards, also found an opportunity to escape, leaving only the imperial guard looking at each other in blank dismay.

"Your Majesty, I'll go after you now." The leader of Yu Qianwei was interrupted by Xiao Yiyang just as he spoke.

He looked thoughtfully at the direction where the mysterious man led Xiao Yiran to disappear, and then sighed heavily: "No need, you go down and receive the punishment yourself."

On this day, Chen Mo's cabin seemed extremely crowded because there were three more people out of thin air.

Yan Yun ran all the way with the man in his arms, not daring to stop for a moment, in order to avoid being caught by Yu Qianwei, he went around and ran on rough paths, and when he reached the destination, he was already paralyzed from exhaustion.

After sitting in the cabin for a long time, he didn't even have time to take off the cloth covering his face, so he just took care of Xiao Yiran who was unconscious in a panic.

He stared at Xiao Yiran who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and blood stains on the corner of his mouth, and said to Chen Mo who was making medicine beside him, "Fortunately, I arrived in time, otherwise, he would have died today."

Chen Mo didn't answer, but took the time to glance at the person lying on the bed, and continued to make medicine.

Seeing that Chen Mo didn't respond, Yan Yun took it for granted and didn't feel that there was anything abnormal, then he said to himself: "When he was about to be wiped on the neck, this son saved him with his unrivaled martial arts."

"You don't know, he was fighting fiercely with those imperial guards, who knew that when I went, he just stopped the knife for him, and he fell into my arms all of a sudden."

As he said that, Yan Yun's tone gradually became disgusted, but he helped Xiao Yiran pull the corner of the quilt that had slipped off, and changed his tone: "He must have been unable to hold on for a long time."

For some reason, Chen Mo could hear a bit of pity from Yan Yun's tone.

This pitiful tone made Chen Mo feel inexplicably uncomfortable, he put down the pestle, pushed away Yan Yun who was guarding by the bed, and gave Xiao Yiran a pulse.

Yan Yun, who was driven away, did not leave, but walked around to the other side of the bed to guard.

"How about it?"

"Hurry up and hurt the heart." Chen Mo put down Xiao Yiran's wrist, took out a piece of paper and wrote slowly: "The old poison has penetrated deep into the internal organs, and I am afraid that people are useless."

"Can you wake up?" Yan Yun's heart sank, and he asked, "Is there no other way?"

"Even if he wakes up this time, he will become weaker and weaker until he dies."

After Chen Mo finished writing this sentence, seeing that Yan Yun was distracted, he pulled his sleeve and wrote: "I will try my best, you go and change your clothes first."

After being reminded by Chen Mo, Yan Yun found out that his clothes had been cut several times by branches and rocks on the path.

"Thank you." Yan Yun suddenly stepped forward and said to Chen Mo solemnly.

Hearing this, Chen Mo was taken aback for a moment, and wrote on the paper as if he didn't realize it: "Thank you for what? If you thank him for him, you don't need it."

It's rare to see Chen Mo say so many things at once, but Yan Yun's spirit has come down, and he deliberately made things difficult: "You don't need to thank you for what you mean? Our friendship for more than two years is not as good as him, isn't it?"

Chen Mo turned his back and searched for herbs in the cabinet, again refusing to communicate.

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happy first day