Sick Beauty Plays the System [Quick Transmigration]

"Who are you?"

Wei Hanyue was gone.

During the day, they rode their horses and rode Juechen, but no matter how hard Qin and Jin chased after them, there was no trace of Wei Hanyue.

Until the end of the dense forest, he and the "Black Pool Dragon" were not seen either.

The sky was getting dark, and Jin Yuanti had already sent out a signal. After hearing the news, the guards of Yao Kingdom and the people of Yan Kingdom who had finished the game went into the forest to search, but the fact was that this dense forest had almost been dug three feet into the ground, and Wei Hanyue ... I don't know where to go.

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However, Wei Hanyue chased the flying deer to the shallow stream that came out of nowhere, and saw the water surface sparkling, the bank was covered with green grass, and the falling flowers were colorful, but the flying deer, running like lightning, stopped obediently. On the bank of the stream, the bright red eyes stared at Wei Hanyue like a human being.

Wei Hanyue dismounted lightly and moved towards it.

The saber cut a half-inch-long shallow opening in the front leg of the flying deer, and Wei Hanyue poured out the pills in the small porcelain bottle inside the lapel, filled with its blood.

As the rumors said, the wound healed automatically as soon as it was removed, and the minor injury just now was completely invisible.

"You saved me, Aye, but I can't repay you," Wei Hanyue said softly while pinching the porcelain bottle, "If you really have psychic abilities, come and find me to settle the case, and don't hurt my family."

Fei Kuo Lu just looked at him softly and calmly, then took a sip of stream water, and spat it on Wei Hanyue's blood-stained fingertips.

The dirt disappeared in an instant, and Wei Hanyue felt a warm current pouring into the five internal organs from his fingertips, which was a hundred times more comfortable than the most famous soup spring.

He was waiting to thank him when Flying Deer kissed the palm of his hand. The world spun around before his eyes. Qingxi and Shenlu suddenly disappeared. Wei Han saw towering ancient trees and fallen leaves all around him. I almost thought that encountering a divine beast was also Nan Ke Yimeng.

He followed his memory and turned back the way he came. Although his sense of direction is extremely poor, according to the rich experience of "Black Pool Dragon", it should not take an hour to get out of the dense forest, but...

When passing the same vermilion birch for the fifth time, night had already fallen quietly, and Wei Hanyue noticed that the "Black Pool Dragon" had begun to snort irritably.

With the sword out of its sheath, Wei Hanyue was on guard secretly.

If Xiao Ke was summoned to teleport himself, "Black Pool Dragon" would have to stay here. He didn't want to see the horse that was left behind die, so he wanted to make a breakthrough by himself.

He has a little knowledge of the art of dunjia, and is aware of the complexity of the formation, and calculates that it will take about an incense stick of time... But it is obvious that the people who set up the formation did not intend to allow him to breathe for too long.

The cold arrows and poisonous needles like a rainstorm are like wild bushes made of fine steel, with thorns everywhere, exploding in all directions, screaming from all directions, splitting the air like hot knives cutting wax, and nailing towards him!

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Wei Hanyue's sword blossomed like a waterfall, and a round of offensive was easily flattened by him, but the cold arrow came again, Wei Hanyue knew that the enemy was in the dark and he was in the light, no matter how good his physical strength was, he could not stand such a waste ——Besides, he was weaker than ordinary people, if he hadn't had the sip of water from the flying deer just now, he would have been exhausted and reduced to a fish on the ground.

While protecting himself and the steed under his crotch more and more reluctantly, while searching for the door of life in his brain, he just missed the last step when the air around him suddenly tore, and an arrow was longer and thicker than all the arrows before, and the tip was black and poisonous Yama丨 arrows straight to his heart!

Wei Hanyue's eyes flickered, and his soft waist was bent into an incredible arc on the horse, like a pliable and boneless snow horse, and the almost sure-to-kill Yama's arrow barely grazed his chin.

It was supposed to be nailed to the red wax birch behind him with a sound of "duh", but suddenly there was an identical heavy arrow behind him, except that the arrow feathers were bamboo green and the arrow tip was non-toxic. After the two halves, the offensive continued unabated, and the streamer's tail rushed towards Wei Hanyue's front a few feet away!

The sound of "chi" was barely audible, the person hit by the arrow naturally did not have Wei Hanyue's incomparable flexibility, after the arrow penetrated into the flesh, the surrounding space swayed like water waves, and the killing array was broken.

When Wei Hanyue got up, he saw that the man was wearing a Confucian long shirt, and he looked like a man in his thirties...

Suo Jimin.

Wei Hanyue finally grasped the strange feeling that was difficult to grasp in the past. He held the hilt of his sword and asked, "Should I call you Sir Suo Shizhong...or...the late Emperor Yan?"

It was such a coincidence that Suo Jimin committed treason 13 years ago, and Yanlingfei died 13 years ago... It was not Emperor Dayan who died, but Suo Jimin who was demoted to the county magistrate!

Yan Lingqi would suspect that anyone in the Yan Kingdom had a new core in their shell, but he would not doubt that Suo Jimin, who coveted his wife, treason for her, and could turn against him at any time, was his elder brother who had escaped from his shell.

Because there are too many doubts, Yanlingfei will never choose such an eye-catching identity... But under the black light, he has become Suo Jimin.

And he plans to kill Wei Hanyue... Once he succeeds, Yaoyan will immediately go to war, and he and Shen Shibin can take advantage of the chaos to leave, instead of relying on Shen Shibin and Wei Hanyue to wait for the opportunity that does not know when it will come, and then join forces to kill Drop Yanling Qi.

The man covered the blood-spattered wound with a embarrassed smile and said, "The winner is the king and the loser, I just ask His Highness to hide it from her."

Wei Hanyue said, "Your Majesty has been wrong from the very beginning. Your Majesty will not accept the freedom in exchange for the war between Yao and Yan and the displacement of the people."

Yanlingfei coughed up thick blood and said, "I don't care about that much."

He slowly lay down on the ground, raised his eyes to look behind Wei Hanyue, and said with the last of his strength: "Suo Jimin wanted to reveal the secrets of the Yan Army to the young master of the old country, but Zuo Tuqi saw him and died on the spot... Zuo Tuqi What do you think?"

Wei Hanyue turned around slowly, and looked at the man wearing a Xuanming mask and holding a half-moon-patterned Zhemu heavy bow tightly. The man seemed to be in a trance, his wrist bones trembled so much that even the bow was shaking slightly.

Qin Quji... Zuo Tuqi?

Wei Hanyue thought about the moment when he met Yan Lingzheng at night...indeed, it never happened.

Contacting what he had seen before, the similarity between the two, the inexplicable pain, and the abnormal arm that he hadn't seen carefully... Wei Hanyue got off his horse, flew to Qin Quji, and took off his mask.

The familiar boy's face was immediately exposed.

"you……"

Wei Hanyue was puzzled, and even felt that this face...may not be the real face of the person in front of him.

"What are you..."

Wei Hanyue suddenly felt a numbness in his lips and tongue, which came from the pain of being bitten by thousands of ants from the back of his neck. If he felt it, he stretched out his hand and touched a hair-thin acupoint at the Yamen acupoint. The hidden weapon needle that was nailed in at an unknown time.

Consciousness gradually weakened, and Yan Lingzheng's sudden change of color was reflected in the amber pupils. Wei Hanyue's lips fluttered, and before sinking powerlessly into darkness, he only had time to stuff the small porcelain bottle in his sleeve into Yan Lingzheng's palm.

"Aye... Flying Deer..."

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The warm water slid down the lips and tongue into the throat, moistening the stomach and thirst, and Wei Hanyue tasted it silently. It was cooked perilla water that he had never tasted since he entered the country of Yan.

His eyelids were heavy, and he moved with difficulty, and met a pair of black pupils like the abyss of an ancient well.

Wei Hanyue wanted to prop himself up and sit up, but he was too tired to make any effort. Yan Lingzheng seemed to pause, stretched out his arms to help him up, and put a Liudayun brocade soft pillow on his back.

Wei Hanyue took a look at the person in front of him, and his heart beat a little: Yan Lingzheng was still an immature boy before he fell into a coma, why did he see a lot of vicissitudes now?This is at least 22 three.

"you……"

Yan Lingzheng suddenly hugged him into his arms, but the strength was light, as if Wei Hanyue was a thin, white glazed beauty goblet, which could be damaged or shattered accidentally.

"I'm dreaming again..." Yan Lingzheng's voice was so hoarse that it seemed to be sanded, "Ayue, I fell asleep again... I shouldn't be sleeping, and I have to take care of you..."

Wei Hanyue heard that his voice was erratic and strange, so he hurriedly summoned Xiao Ke.

【What happened to Yan Lingzheng?Mental state seems to be unstable. 】

[Meow Reading Cub, I was also forced to sleep when you were unconscious, I don’t know what happened...]

Wei Hanyue: "..."

He pondered: "How many years is Qian'an this year?"

"Qian'an?" Yan Lingzheng repeated, denying, "It's been seven years since reading."

Wei Hanyue couldn't tell for a while whether it was Yanling Qi who changed the year name or whether the new king had ascended the throne, but no matter what the truth was, it meant that he had been in a coma for at least seven years.

"Uh..." Then wouldn't he be 25 years old now?If the progress bar is full, Xiao Ke will naturally receive a signal to take him to the next world; but if it is not full, then he should have been buried in peace...

Now I am living well, but I haven't left, what's the matter?

At that time, Yanlingfei had the intention to kill, and the poisonous needle painted on it would not be an ordinary poison, and it was on the Yamen acupoint on the back of his neck. The most reasonable possibility is that he died of poisoning. Miraculously regained consciousness after being incapacitated for seven years.

With a thought in Wei Hanyue's mind, he felt that his breathing and heartbeat were still there, and only then did he deny the unending imagination of ghosts in his mind.

He was about to ask Yan Lingzheng what was going on, when he suddenly noticed that the side of his neck was hot and humid, and Yan Lingzheng was crying while holding him.

If the pear blossom with rain was a little lady, Wei Hanyue might feel pity, but the imposing eight-foot man in Yanling began to cry without saying hello, Wei Hanyue could only push him away indifferently.

Yan Lingzheng knew that he loved Jie, so he quickly pulled a silk handkerchief to wipe his collar and said, "I'm sorry, Ayue, I just feel a little pain... I have to wake up... It's time to give you medicine..."

Wei Hanyue's eyelids twitched and said, "Since you feel the pain, why do you think you are in a dream?"

Yan Lingzheng murmured: "It's been very painful all the time... It's also painful in my dreams."

Wei Hanyue recalled that he called himself "Ayue", and it was a bit cloudy: Qin Quji who appeared at night was probably an old man, and it was normal to call him "Ayue", but Yanling Zheng in the daytime had always been Calling him "Prince", although the two share the same body, their memories are not connected, Yan Lingzheng obviously does not know him.

Now the sky is bright outside, why does Yan Lingzheng call himself "A Yue"?

Wei Hanyue frowned, and looked closely at Yan Lingzheng's face again, and found a familiar, narrow cut at the peak of his brow... This should not have appeared on Yan Lingzheng's face, so he grabbed the other's palm again, Sure enough, I saw the old scar and the ivory falcon head.

But other than that, that face was clearly that of Yan Lingzheng, Wei Hanyue looked at the man in disbelief and said, "Who... are you?"

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Explain the relationship between the characters: Qin Quji is Mu Yinshen, who entered Yan Lingzheng's body in the form of a soul.

But he can only appear at night, and he cannot be discovered that he is Yan Lingzheng, so he has been wearing a mask. Yan Lingzheng himself has no memory related to Yue Zai.

But he is one of the slices after all, so when he looks at Yue Zai, there will be a feeling of shock