The loyal dog of the villain Shizun is a and milky

Before Ji Qinglin entered the door, he had imagined countless possible situations. Maybe Si Ruochen would look at him in fear, avoid him at a distance, or even more outrageous, treat him as a bad guy who tied him up, and come up directly to meet him. fight...

The only thing I didn't think about was the current situation.

The quilt was neatly folded on the bed, the clothes beside the bed and the person lying there disappeared, and the room was empty, leaving only a lonely footprint on the windowsill of an opened window.

Si Ruochen ran away.

"I..." Ji Qing gritted his teeth, and crushed a piece of the door frame. He closed his eyes forbearance, and finally cursed:

"Fuck!"

"Little bastard, there is never a moment of peace of mind!"

Ji Qinglin rushed out like a gust of wind, and when passing by Liu Yihan, he only had time to say:

"Hurry up and send someone to search in the city. If you can't find him, you can send someone to Sichuan to find Bai Yue and come over!"

After saying this, he quickly blew it out like a puff of black smoke, and soon disappeared, leaving the three of them staring at each other.

"He said... who to look for? Who lost it?" Mo Song asked blankly.

"It seems to be Young Pavilion Master." Hua Ningyu was a little puzzled, "Speaking of which, Young Pavilion Master ate Wangyoucao at the moment, so he probably doesn't remember anything. He doesn't know anyone. Where can he go?"

Liu Yihan sighed helplessly, and rubbed the center of his eyebrows with his index finger.

Ji Qinglin may not be lying, it is really possible that he will not do it if he refuses to do it. The former emperor couldn't order him back then. Unless he voluntarily did it, no one in the whole Wei Dynasty ordered him.

If Si Ruochen can't be found, he will definitely give up on the Sichuan affairs, and Liu Yihan can't rest assured that this matter is entrusted to anyone except Ji Qinglin.

"Don't talk about it, go find the person first, Pingyang Pass is so big, it shouldn't be hard to find it." Liu Yihan said.

"Okay." Mo Song and Hua Ningyu responded in unison.

Liu Yihan and Mo Song searched in one direction of the street, but Hua Ningyu searched in the opposite street, asking passers-by on the street continuously along the way.

"Have you ever seen a very handsome man in red?"

Ji Qinglin stopped a person on the street and asked anxiously.

As the man shook his head in confusion, the hope in Ji Qinglin's eyes sank.

"never seen it."

"Okay, thank you."

Ji Qinglin let go of him and said with difficulty.

He continued to walk through the stream of people coming and going on the street, and at a glance, there was a sea of ​​people, but none of them was a figure he was familiar with.

He walked through the streets and alleys, stepped on the bluestone road on the ground, walked step by step and patiently asked almost everyone, but he still failed to hear the answer he expected to hear.

"Damn it, it's such a big place, where did he go!"

Ji Qinglin looked in the direction of the city gate, and there were more and more people on the street, but they ran against him in the opposite direction, with big and small burdens on their backs.

Unsurprisingly, these people should have heard the news from nowhere, knowing that hundreds of thousands of troops are about to attack from outside the city, and they have already started thinking about running for their lives.

"There are hundreds of thousands of troops outside the city, how many troops are there in this city? It will be a matter of time before Pingyang Pass is lost, and the best policy is to run as soon as possible!"

"Yes, yes, besides, who knows if they will run away by themselves and leave us in the city to die?"

Ji Qinglin sneered when he heard these voices, and ignored them.

Suddenly, the words of one of them made him freeze instantly.

"But is that person sick just now? Everyone ran towards Da Wei, but he still wanted to go out. The city gates were closed, and he jumped out of the city wall!"

"I don't know, I guess I'm really courting death."

Ji Qinglin's eyes widened in an instant, and he retracted his stepped foot in an instant, and grabbed the two of them with his backhand, his eyes terrified.

"Is the person you're talking about wearing a red dress?"

Maybe it was because his expression was too scary, as if he was going to eat people, the two nodded, hunched their necks, and stammered.

"Yes, yes, yes," his legs trembled a little. Although the man in front of him was good-looking, his eyes were too sharp, and people could only see his horror.

"That man is really good-looking. I have never seen such a good-looking man in my life, so I remember it very clearly..."

After Ji Qinglin heard it, without saying a word, he quickly put down the two of them and rushed towards the gate of the city. He almost used the fastest speed in his life, trying to catch up with Si Ruochen's speed of death.

Outside the city are hundreds of thousands of vicious murderous puppets, Si Ruochen is alone, and it is very likely that he is a person with a broken mind. Isn't this rushing to die? !

In the end, Ji Qinglin chose to fly onto the city tower, directly avoiding wasting time arguing with the soldiers guarding the city gate.

He was dressed in conspicuous black clothes, the sleeves of which were blown away by the wind. He had just jumped up the tower against the tide of people, and he jumped down without any hesitation under the eyes of everyone.

Everyone thought he was crazy, just as crazy as the young man in red today.

And on another street not far away, Mo Song was jumping onto the roof looking for someone. He saw the black figure jumping up the high city wall at a glance, and then falling down at a high speed, like a bird with folded wings. The bird fell down hard and completely disappeared from his sight.

"My lord!!!" There was a roar, and Mo Song's eyes turned red instantly.

When Liu Yihan below heard the sound and raised his head, he could only see the hem of Mo Song's clothes that had disappeared before his eyes, and when he jumped up to look again, Mo Song rushed over like a sharp arrow.

Liu Yihan suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart, he opened his eyes wide and exhausted all his strength and shouted at his fading figure:

"Mo Song! You come back to me, don't dance!!!"

When he also crossed the long street and flew up to the tower, the hand that stretched out with all its strength could only feel Mo Song's clothes slipping away from his hand in an instant, as if no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch him.

It's as if no matter how much he treats each other with sincerity, how much he strives for a position in that person's heart, he still can't compare to Ji Qinglin's position in his heart.

For many things, there will be results without hard work. The most indispensable thing in this world is to get what you want and lose it again after you get it.

Liu Yihan stayed in the cold wind of the city wall for a long time, he quietly watched the back of Mo Song following Ji Qinglin away, from the beginning to the end, he never looked back at himself.

"Mo Song," Liu Yihan muttered to himself, slightly startled, "When will you be able to turn around and look at me..."

Chasing someone for too long can also be tiring.

The soldiers guarding the city wall encountered such a desperate lunatic three times in a row today, and opened their mouths in shock. When they saw their general coming, they were about to say something, but before they could open their mouths, their eyes suddenly opened wide.

Liu Yihan also jumped down.

Even if he was extremely disappointed, he still couldn't let Mo Song seek death alone.

Hua Ningyu should be considered the calmest of all, watching this absurd scene, she could only shake her head helplessly.

She turned around and went back to the General's Mansion without chasing them, because she knew that she would not be able to chase any of them back.

The yellow sand was all over the sky, and the murderous aura from all around was attacking like wind and clouds. The sound of golden spears pierced through the ears, and the scorching sun shone on thousands of soldiers, emitting thousands of dazzling golden lights.

Si Ruochen squinted his eyes, his hair was blown flying in the air, a sniper spear stabbed fiercely, he turned his head to avoid it, and before he had a moment to catch his breath, dozens of sniper guns came towards him at the same time, as if to kill What kind of hornet's nest did he poke.

Si Ruochen's fiery robe flew up in an instant, and he soared into the air, holding the sword behind his back, the cold light swept across, and the disgusting stench filled like mist, but there was no trace of blood.

A dozen heads rolled to the ground, and the headless body froze. Si Ruochen supported the ground with his sword, half kneeling on the sand full of bones, with his left hand covering his chest.

Skeletons are piled up here like a mountain, and the skeletons form a forest. At a glance, corpses are scattered all over the field, full of devastation.

When Si Ruochen lowered his eyes and was about to stand up, the headless corpse started to move again, swiftly, as if it had come to life again. Dozens of guns fired at the same time, stabbing at Si Ruochen who was still kneeling on the ground. .

not good!

Si Ruochen was about to roll on the spot, but was suddenly grabbed by a slender hand and pulled back fiercely.

He only had time to see a ruthless handsome face with picturesque eyebrows and eyes as cold as snow that hasn't melted for a thousand years.

His brows were frowned tightly.

With just a random flick of the black sleeve robe, the huge torrent of strong internal force was like a torrent, causing the dozens of headless corpses to explode into scattered pieces of meat in an instant, and scattered in all directions.

Before Si Ruochen could say thank you in the future, the man turned his head and grabbed his collar, stared at him ten times more ferociously than he had seen the corpses just now, and shouted:

"You're fucking courting death, aren't you!"

Si Ruochen was dumbfounded by his roar, and said in a daze:

"No, no..."

Ji Qinglin's eyes were red, and his chest heaved violently with anger. He looked him up and down to make sure that there were no missing arms or legs, and then he kicked him.

"No fart! You don't want to die, you can come to this ghost place alone?"

Si Ruochen frowned when he kicked him, then looked at him disapprovingly, as if he wanted to say something but held back.

Ji Qinglin saw that he didn't make a sound, and didn't get angry, and wanted to kick him a few more times, the system silently said:

[Host, let's not play the nurturing system as chasing husbands, there is not enough time, how about making the first encounter better?It’s not good for you to be so irritable...]

Ji Qinglin endured it, but in the end he didn't kick.

With a sneer, he gritted his teeth.

"Come on, tell me about your psychological journey to death, let me think about where your brain is going wrong!"

This thing has so much amnesia that it can still be so noisy, it is really the only one!

Si Ruochen was stunned and said, "I'm waiting for someone..."

Now Ji Qinglin froze.

Shouldn't he have forgotten all about it?

"Who are you waiting for?" Ji Qinglin asked him.

Si Ruochen blinked, then suddenly leaned over and looked at him disappointedly.

"You don't remember me..."

Ji Qinglin: "???"

This bridge should be mine, right?

Ji Qinglin looked at him with a frown.

"who am I?"

Si Ruochen raised his eyes and said seriously, "Brother."

Ji Qinglin: "..."

It's over, so silly.