Tears were scalding, like river water breaking a bank, rolling down Wu Jun's cheeks in a rustle.
Those little crystals were hitting his hands, causing ripples in circles.
He was stunned for a while, until Amu who heard the sound hurriedly opened the door and called Wu Jun several times, and finally brought him back to reality from the dream just now.
"Master!" When Quietly met Wu Jun with dull eyes, a layer of mist quickly gathered in Amu's eye sockets, "Master, are you alright?" He asked softly, suppressing his discomfort.
Wu Jun closed his lips, wiped the tears still hanging on his face with the back of his hand, and replied comfortingly: "Don't worry, I'm fine."
Amu didn't give a response, but just pursed the corners of his mouth tightly and clenched his hands tightly, with unabated worry on his face.
In order to change the subject, Wu Jun asked him dryly: "Wu Xun is still at the same time as before?"
As he said that, he moved his body and planned to put on his shoes: "I have to go quickly, or I will be late. If I am late, Master should..."
"Master," Amu, who hesitated to speak, forced a smile, "Yes, Master—we must hurry up, or we will be late."
The inexplicable pause in the middle gave Wu Jun a bad feeling.
He stiffly stopped putting on his shoes, and looked up at Amu, only to find that his eyes were very red and swollen.
"What's wrong with your eyes?" If it was just crying just now and yesterday, Amu's eyes shouldn't be so serious.
"It's okay." Hearing this, Amu turned his head and repeated, "It's okay, it's really okay."
It is simply that there is no silver 300 taels here.
Wu Jun nodded, put on his shoes and cleaned himself up as usual, then had dinner and went to the martial arts arena.
Along the way, he could clearly feel that Amu spoke less than usual.
When he got out of the car, he swallowed his saliva, as if in this peaceful silence, he read some words that Amu found hard to say.
Wu Jun came today at about the same time as in the past. After entering the martial arts arena, he was the first to see the warm-up activities of the martial arts students who arrived first as usual.
After a pause, he quietly took a deep breath and walked in.
After walking a few steps, someone suddenly called his name, and the obvious surprise in his tone made Wu Jun flustered.
"Wu Jun?!"
He clenched his fists and straightened his tense back so as not to look stage frightened.
That call, to him, was like a muffled thunder before a storm, the light piercing the sky suddenly.
When turning around, Wu Jun seemed to hear deafening thunder from Cheng Yiliang's dark eyes.
The thunder was loud and silent.
"Wu Jun! How dare you come!" It was Cheng Yiliang who shouted.
Wu Jun watched his expression become ferocious and indignant, as if ten thousand ants were eating in his heart.
He tried his best to calm down, and after giving Amu a "nothing" look, he asked back: "Why didn't I dare to come? Why don't Wu students come to class? I don't—"
"Get lost!" Before Wu Jun could utter the teasing words behind, another person who was furious threw his hands at the flower pot beside him, chasing him angrily.
Even though he was tense, his body reacted subconsciously and let Wu Jun dodge easily.
His dodging movement, in the eyes of others, was even more disgusting, and they thought it was Wu Jun's provocation to them.
"Go away! Traitor!"
"That's right! Can you get out! The martial arts field doesn't need outsiders!"
"It's not enough to fight Chen Qing, do you still want to fight with us!"
"You veritable criminal!"
……
More and more, other martial arts students who were not very good at dealing with Wu Jun also joined this public opinion war, categorically carrying out their justice.
Wu Jun was a little dazed by the beating and scolding, and he panicked away from the place of right and wrong before he realized that he was brought out by the leaders, not released by the Queen Mother.
So in fact, he should still be in prison now, right?
Impossible, if the Queen Mother didn't give an order to let him go, the guards should have launched a hunt for him in the whole city from the moment he escaped from prison, right?
After all, fornication and jailbreak are two major crimes, aren't they?
Rubbing his hair indiscriminately, Wu Jun raised his hand to wipe away the little stains on his body, feeling angrily in his heart.
If it is said that he is actually the victim, will anyone believe it?
"Pfft," thinking about it, Wu Jun sneered, covered his face and said to Amu, who had been supporting him anxiously, "Let's go."
Amu was shocked: "Hey? Master, we really want to leave like this, why don't we explain something?"
Hearing this, Wu Jun only touched Amu's head, feeling that he was still young and didn't have a deep understanding of these things.
Wu Jun smiled kindly: "No need to explain, let's go."
When he turned around, he paused slightly, secretly firming up his thoughts.
Since he is Wu Jun now, he should follow the original owner's style to wash away his grievances and return his innocence.
This little injustice is nothing, and those miscellaneous beatings, scolding and rejection are nothing, he is the ceiling of this world's force value, but he is the person who created this world.
Before the further development of the plot in the future, Wu Jun is bound to unravel all the misunderstandings on his body to everyone.
Of course, this is not to explain to them, but to clear myself.
Besides, he didn't want the people around him to be slandered because of his rumors.
Above the city gate, Yince was dressed in a black dress, wearing the same high-quality deerskin wristbands as everyone else, and wearing a green dragon mop on his forehead, which only represented royal guards, and was lazily leaning against the wall and smoking a cigarette.
That appearance is really not suitable for this ancient scene.As he inhaled and exhaled with his lips and teeth, the smoke was lingering, almost like a small character who lured him to which set he was on, and took a break to relax.
With the cold wind blowing from the city, the cigarette held between Yince's fingers was ignited a lot, and within a few puffs, it was already burned to the end of the cigarette.
Due to the cold wind, the igniter on the cigarette butt burned his hands, and Yince realized that he had finished smoking the cigarette.
Silently, the wind was so strong that he pressed the cigarette butt on the wall and threw it over the city gate, turned around and continued to take out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.
This time, he just bit the cigarette and didn't light it up, just to satisfy his hunger.
Just as he was walking on the main road, Wu Jun, who was hit on the head by the rubbish thrown from above, covered his head and looked up immediately, wanting to know who was so unscrupulous, "Who! Who littered the rubbish! "
After cursing angrily twice, he lowered his head and swept away, wondering what the ungrateful guy in the city used to throw him away.
"...Cigarette, cigarette butt?!" Holding the small cigarette butt on his fingertips, Wu Jun seemed to have an answer quickly.
Obviously there are many people in this world that he can doubt, but he seems to be determined in his heart who that guy is.
Looking around, Wu Jun picked up a small stone at his feet, spotted the head full of disdain, and threw the small stone in his hand towards the back of his head.
Being hit suddenly, Yin Ce was a little confused, covered the place where he was lightly touched and turned around.
Immediately, what came into his field of vision was Wu Jun who was gritting his teeth under the city wall and looked very annoyed.
He saw that Wu Jun raised two middle fingers to him.
Pfft, that made him say something.
Raising his hand to explain to the side, he turned over and jumped off the top of the city, regardless of how high the position was from the ground, or the slightly chaotic crowd below the city, he just thought so and didn't want to jump off immediately.
Wu Jun was taken aback by Yin Ce's actions, and stared at his actions in a daze, his thoughts couldn't help being pulled out, imagining over and over again what to do if he didn't stand still.
Even, his heart felt a pain, and then the scene of Yin Zhi's blood splashing down the city and his body being smashed popped out of his mind.
"Yince!" Across the crowd, after Yince jumped off, Wu Jun couldn't see the picture of him landing, but just blurted out his name.
Suppressing his restless beating heart, Wu Jun forced himself to stand still and wait for a few seconds, intending to wait until Yin Ce really did not move before going over to see if he jumped down and died.
One second, two seconds, three seconds—
Time passed quickly, Yin Ce didn't even approach Wu Jun, and didn't come to look for him.
Gritting his teeth, Wu Jun was about to lift his foot, but suddenly, he was interrupted by a scream from someone in the crowd.
The surrounding crowd tended to lean forward.Wu Jun saw more or less surprise and shock on the faces of each of them.
No way!Did something really happen to Yince? !
It was this doubt that flashed into Wu Jun's mind and drove Wu Jun to move quickly.
But after brushing aside the crowd and pushing forward a few steps, one hand grabbed him forcefully.
In the sea of people, Yince grabbed Wu Jun with all his strength and protected him to a place where there were few people.
Standing still at the place, Yin Ce frowned and grabbed Wu Jun's shoulder with a serious face, and the first sentence he yelled out in an angry voice was: "There are so many people, why are you running around like this!"
Wu Jun held back his tears, feeling aggrieved and annoyed.He pushed Yin Ce's hand away, took half a step back and replied, "How do I know where you are! Didn't I just want to see if anything happened to you! Why are you yelling at me like that!"
"Be careful!" At the same time when he noticed the movement behind Wu Jun, Yin Ce opened his pupils wide and pulled Wu Jun to protect him, and saved him from the knife slashed at him by an unknown figure.
"Who are you!" After receiving the heavy knife with his body, Yin Ce didn't care about his own situation at all, and quickly swung the knife away with his hand to get rid of the man's control over him, turned around and immediately kicked up, kicking Fly the man.
In the end, when the man clutched his chest and spat out a big mouthful of blood, Yince immediately kicked the guy's knife with his feet, restrained the man instead, put the knife on his neck, and asked that sentence again.
"Who are you!" Asked, when the guards rushed over upon hearing the news, Yin Ce stomped on the man's artery, "Say! Who sent you here!"
The man struggled to force a smile, spat out his saliva in disdain, then vomited blood, and died with that scornful smile.
"His Royal Highness, are you alright!" a guard asked out of breath.
Yince threw the knife to the corpse on the ground, met his eyes that were still staring at him before he died, and Song Xia ordered without answering: "Go and find out the details of this guy, and what is the poison in his mouth."
It's over, while sighing, Yin Ce turned to look at Wu Jun: "Aren't you scared?"
Wu Ran looked at Yin Ce's hideous wound and Wu Jun unconsciously shed tears, and shook his head dumbly.
Those little crystals were hitting his hands, causing ripples in circles.
He was stunned for a while, until Amu who heard the sound hurriedly opened the door and called Wu Jun several times, and finally brought him back to reality from the dream just now.
"Master!" When Quietly met Wu Jun with dull eyes, a layer of mist quickly gathered in Amu's eye sockets, "Master, are you alright?" He asked softly, suppressing his discomfort.
Wu Jun closed his lips, wiped the tears still hanging on his face with the back of his hand, and replied comfortingly: "Don't worry, I'm fine."
Amu didn't give a response, but just pursed the corners of his mouth tightly and clenched his hands tightly, with unabated worry on his face.
In order to change the subject, Wu Jun asked him dryly: "Wu Xun is still at the same time as before?"
As he said that, he moved his body and planned to put on his shoes: "I have to go quickly, or I will be late. If I am late, Master should..."
"Master," Amu, who hesitated to speak, forced a smile, "Yes, Master—we must hurry up, or we will be late."
The inexplicable pause in the middle gave Wu Jun a bad feeling.
He stiffly stopped putting on his shoes, and looked up at Amu, only to find that his eyes were very red and swollen.
"What's wrong with your eyes?" If it was just crying just now and yesterday, Amu's eyes shouldn't be so serious.
"It's okay." Hearing this, Amu turned his head and repeated, "It's okay, it's really okay."
It is simply that there is no silver 300 taels here.
Wu Jun nodded, put on his shoes and cleaned himself up as usual, then had dinner and went to the martial arts arena.
Along the way, he could clearly feel that Amu spoke less than usual.
When he got out of the car, he swallowed his saliva, as if in this peaceful silence, he read some words that Amu found hard to say.
Wu Jun came today at about the same time as in the past. After entering the martial arts arena, he was the first to see the warm-up activities of the martial arts students who arrived first as usual.
After a pause, he quietly took a deep breath and walked in.
After walking a few steps, someone suddenly called his name, and the obvious surprise in his tone made Wu Jun flustered.
"Wu Jun?!"
He clenched his fists and straightened his tense back so as not to look stage frightened.
That call, to him, was like a muffled thunder before a storm, the light piercing the sky suddenly.
When turning around, Wu Jun seemed to hear deafening thunder from Cheng Yiliang's dark eyes.
The thunder was loud and silent.
"Wu Jun! How dare you come!" It was Cheng Yiliang who shouted.
Wu Jun watched his expression become ferocious and indignant, as if ten thousand ants were eating in his heart.
He tried his best to calm down, and after giving Amu a "nothing" look, he asked back: "Why didn't I dare to come? Why don't Wu students come to class? I don't—"
"Get lost!" Before Wu Jun could utter the teasing words behind, another person who was furious threw his hands at the flower pot beside him, chasing him angrily.
Even though he was tense, his body reacted subconsciously and let Wu Jun dodge easily.
His dodging movement, in the eyes of others, was even more disgusting, and they thought it was Wu Jun's provocation to them.
"Go away! Traitor!"
"That's right! Can you get out! The martial arts field doesn't need outsiders!"
"It's not enough to fight Chen Qing, do you still want to fight with us!"
"You veritable criminal!"
……
More and more, other martial arts students who were not very good at dealing with Wu Jun also joined this public opinion war, categorically carrying out their justice.
Wu Jun was a little dazed by the beating and scolding, and he panicked away from the place of right and wrong before he realized that he was brought out by the leaders, not released by the Queen Mother.
So in fact, he should still be in prison now, right?
Impossible, if the Queen Mother didn't give an order to let him go, the guards should have launched a hunt for him in the whole city from the moment he escaped from prison, right?
After all, fornication and jailbreak are two major crimes, aren't they?
Rubbing his hair indiscriminately, Wu Jun raised his hand to wipe away the little stains on his body, feeling angrily in his heart.
If it is said that he is actually the victim, will anyone believe it?
"Pfft," thinking about it, Wu Jun sneered, covered his face and said to Amu, who had been supporting him anxiously, "Let's go."
Amu was shocked: "Hey? Master, we really want to leave like this, why don't we explain something?"
Hearing this, Wu Jun only touched Amu's head, feeling that he was still young and didn't have a deep understanding of these things.
Wu Jun smiled kindly: "No need to explain, let's go."
When he turned around, he paused slightly, secretly firming up his thoughts.
Since he is Wu Jun now, he should follow the original owner's style to wash away his grievances and return his innocence.
This little injustice is nothing, and those miscellaneous beatings, scolding and rejection are nothing, he is the ceiling of this world's force value, but he is the person who created this world.
Before the further development of the plot in the future, Wu Jun is bound to unravel all the misunderstandings on his body to everyone.
Of course, this is not to explain to them, but to clear myself.
Besides, he didn't want the people around him to be slandered because of his rumors.
Above the city gate, Yince was dressed in a black dress, wearing the same high-quality deerskin wristbands as everyone else, and wearing a green dragon mop on his forehead, which only represented royal guards, and was lazily leaning against the wall and smoking a cigarette.
That appearance is really not suitable for this ancient scene.As he inhaled and exhaled with his lips and teeth, the smoke was lingering, almost like a small character who lured him to which set he was on, and took a break to relax.
With the cold wind blowing from the city, the cigarette held between Yince's fingers was ignited a lot, and within a few puffs, it was already burned to the end of the cigarette.
Due to the cold wind, the igniter on the cigarette butt burned his hands, and Yince realized that he had finished smoking the cigarette.
Silently, the wind was so strong that he pressed the cigarette butt on the wall and threw it over the city gate, turned around and continued to take out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.
This time, he just bit the cigarette and didn't light it up, just to satisfy his hunger.
Just as he was walking on the main road, Wu Jun, who was hit on the head by the rubbish thrown from above, covered his head and looked up immediately, wanting to know who was so unscrupulous, "Who! Who littered the rubbish! "
After cursing angrily twice, he lowered his head and swept away, wondering what the ungrateful guy in the city used to throw him away.
"...Cigarette, cigarette butt?!" Holding the small cigarette butt on his fingertips, Wu Jun seemed to have an answer quickly.
Obviously there are many people in this world that he can doubt, but he seems to be determined in his heart who that guy is.
Looking around, Wu Jun picked up a small stone at his feet, spotted the head full of disdain, and threw the small stone in his hand towards the back of his head.
Being hit suddenly, Yin Ce was a little confused, covered the place where he was lightly touched and turned around.
Immediately, what came into his field of vision was Wu Jun who was gritting his teeth under the city wall and looked very annoyed.
He saw that Wu Jun raised two middle fingers to him.
Pfft, that made him say something.
Raising his hand to explain to the side, he turned over and jumped off the top of the city, regardless of how high the position was from the ground, or the slightly chaotic crowd below the city, he just thought so and didn't want to jump off immediately.
Wu Jun was taken aback by Yin Ce's actions, and stared at his actions in a daze, his thoughts couldn't help being pulled out, imagining over and over again what to do if he didn't stand still.
Even, his heart felt a pain, and then the scene of Yin Zhi's blood splashing down the city and his body being smashed popped out of his mind.
"Yince!" Across the crowd, after Yince jumped off, Wu Jun couldn't see the picture of him landing, but just blurted out his name.
Suppressing his restless beating heart, Wu Jun forced himself to stand still and wait for a few seconds, intending to wait until Yin Ce really did not move before going over to see if he jumped down and died.
One second, two seconds, three seconds—
Time passed quickly, Yin Ce didn't even approach Wu Jun, and didn't come to look for him.
Gritting his teeth, Wu Jun was about to lift his foot, but suddenly, he was interrupted by a scream from someone in the crowd.
The surrounding crowd tended to lean forward.Wu Jun saw more or less surprise and shock on the faces of each of them.
No way!Did something really happen to Yince? !
It was this doubt that flashed into Wu Jun's mind and drove Wu Jun to move quickly.
But after brushing aside the crowd and pushing forward a few steps, one hand grabbed him forcefully.
In the sea of people, Yince grabbed Wu Jun with all his strength and protected him to a place where there were few people.
Standing still at the place, Yin Ce frowned and grabbed Wu Jun's shoulder with a serious face, and the first sentence he yelled out in an angry voice was: "There are so many people, why are you running around like this!"
Wu Jun held back his tears, feeling aggrieved and annoyed.He pushed Yin Ce's hand away, took half a step back and replied, "How do I know where you are! Didn't I just want to see if anything happened to you! Why are you yelling at me like that!"
"Be careful!" At the same time when he noticed the movement behind Wu Jun, Yin Ce opened his pupils wide and pulled Wu Jun to protect him, and saved him from the knife slashed at him by an unknown figure.
"Who are you!" After receiving the heavy knife with his body, Yin Ce didn't care about his own situation at all, and quickly swung the knife away with his hand to get rid of the man's control over him, turned around and immediately kicked up, kicking Fly the man.
In the end, when the man clutched his chest and spat out a big mouthful of blood, Yince immediately kicked the guy's knife with his feet, restrained the man instead, put the knife on his neck, and asked that sentence again.
"Who are you!" Asked, when the guards rushed over upon hearing the news, Yin Ce stomped on the man's artery, "Say! Who sent you here!"
The man struggled to force a smile, spat out his saliva in disdain, then vomited blood, and died with that scornful smile.
"His Royal Highness, are you alright!" a guard asked out of breath.
Yince threw the knife to the corpse on the ground, met his eyes that were still staring at him before he died, and Song Xia ordered without answering: "Go and find out the details of this guy, and what is the poison in his mouth."
It's over, while sighing, Yin Ce turned to look at Wu Jun: "Aren't you scared?"
Wu Ran looked at Yin Ce's hideous wound and Wu Jun unconsciously shed tears, and shook his head dumbly.
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