The loyal dog of the villain Shizun is a and milky

The originally silent General's Mansion was awakened by the sudden deafening noise outside, Mo Song reacted first, saw Liu Yihan lying on the bed, jumped out of the bed, opened the door and ran out.

Outside the door, they happened to meet Bai Yue and Mo Zhu, who were also able to hear the movement. They had the same expression, they were all confused, and were taken aback by the sudden crowd of corpses outside.

"What happened?" Mo Zhu spoke first.

"I don't know," Mo Song frowned, "but from the sound, it should be that the crowd of corpses outside the city is making a fuss again."

Bai Yue's cold face was full of puzzlement.

"That shouldn't be the case. The group of corpses has been fairly stable these days. Did something stimulate them?"

Several people pondered for a while, and after a while, the three of them raised their heads at the same time, their eyes widening.

"Si Ruochen!"

Among the people who can make the corpses so violent and out of control, this is the only person they know.

"No, with the prince here, what can happen to him?"

Mo Song suddenly remembered what Si Ruochen asked him to do last night, panicked for no reason, and frowned.

No way……

"Let's go, let's go to the prince's yard first."

Mo Song was the first to run towards Ji Qinglin's yard, as fast as a gust of wind, and instantly turned into a phantom.

Seeing this, Mo Zhu and Bai Yue hurried after him.

Arriving at Ji Qinglin's courtyard, it looked peaceful from the outside, as if nothing happened.

However, the more this happened, the more abnormal Mo Song and the others felt.

There was so much movement of the corpses outside that even ordinary people in the city couldn't sit still. They were awakened by the sound. It made no sense that the two of them didn't react at all.

Mo Song and the others walked into the courtyard and shouted to the room with the lights off: "My lord!"

There was silence in the dark room, and no one answered for a while.

The uneasiness in Mo Song's heart became more and more intense.

There was definitely something wrong with the wine that Si Ruochen asked him to drink for Ji Qinglin yesterday, not just the way he thought he would fall asleep immediately after drinking it.

At least no matter how much movement happened right now, Ji Qinglin might not be able to wake up.

The only thing Mo Song can be sure of and fortunately for is that Si Ruochen will never harm Ji Qinglin.

He made three steps in parallel, rushed to the door of Ji Qinglin's room, and pushed the door open.

Looking at the door that was easily pushed in the dark, Mo Song froze in place.

The door is not locked.

The three of them ran in immediately.

At this time, the sky was slightly brighter, and even without the lights on, they could clearly see the situation in the room.

Ji Qinglin lay quietly on the bed, the quilt was well tucked in, his expression was calm, he was sleeping soundly, as if nothing outside could disturb him.

It seemed as if nothing happened, the only abnormal thing was that Si Ruochen had disappeared.

Ji Qinglin was sleeping on the bed alone, but there was no sign of Si Ruochen in this room.

Thinking of the crowd of corpses that suddenly rioted outside the city, it's not hard to imagine where Si Ruochen would go.

But now when they calmed down, they realized that the turbulent noise had started to get smaller and farther away, until now, it was hardly audible anymore.

"Did Si Ruochen... lure all the corpses away?"

Mo Song asked blankly, with a stiff expression on his face.

Mo Zhu frowned, and said solemnly: "It's very possible."

"Where will he lead so many corpses? It's useless to lead them anywhere!" Mo Song's voice was a little irritable.

Bai Yue suddenly said, "No, it works."

Mo Song and Mo Zhu looked up at her.

Bai Yue continued: "The prairie fire that the prince ignited in the barren valley before, as long as the corpses are led over, then this crisis can be completely resolved."

Mo Song said: "Are the corpses so stupid? If there is no way to control them, can they jump down by themselves?"

Bai Yue raised her head, her expression became serious.

"Yes, even if there is no way to control them, there are other ways to make them jump by themselves."

Mo Song looked at her strange eyes, and suddenly reacted to her unfinished words.

Yes, besides controlling the corpse crowd, there is another safer and more effective method.

Si Ruochen!

He is like a perfect bait for controlling the horde.

As long as he is there, the corpses will definitely jump down obediently.

Mo Song's eyes suddenly widened, and his teeth were clenched.

"Impossible! He won't be willing to let himself die, the prince is still alive, how could he die!"

Absolutely impossible...absolutely!

Mo Song rushed to the sleeping Ji Qinglin and yelled at him frantically: "My lord! Si Ruochen ran away, wake up!"

Just now, Ji Qinglin couldn't be woken up by such a big commotion among the corpses, let alone him.

Ji Qinglin was still lying there, showing no intention of waking up.

Mo Song became more and more anxious, he directly grabbed Ji Qinglin's shoulder and shook it vigorously, his eyes gradually turned red.

"My lord! If you don't wake up, it will be too late! Are you willing to see him die? My lord..."

Si Ruochen and Ji Qinglin are too similar, sometimes the two of them can't be judged by ordinary people, maybe this moment seems to be at the end of the battle, and the next moment may suddenly go berserk.

Although Si Ruochen looked extremely weak these days, as if he was extremely weak, if the three of them chased him, they might not be able to bring him back.

Except for Ji Qinglin, no one can guarantee that Si Ruochen will be brought back.

But now Ji Qinglin couldn't wake up, no matter how much Mo Song shook and shouted, he just lay there without any reaction.

Bai Yue and Mo Zhu also noticed something was wrong.

"My lord...was drugged?" Bai Yue asked.

Mo Zhu frowned, a little puzzled.

"My lord has been guarding against Si Ruochen for the past few days, how did he find an opportunity to attack?"

Mo Zhu observed carefully, and in the past few days he found that Ji Qinglin had been wary of Si Ruochen, as if he knew or was afraid that he would be like this now.

But now that Ji Qinglin was lying here, it was obvious that he had been tricked.

"It's me." Mo Song lowered his head, his body and voice were a little stiff.

Both of them stared at him with wide eyes.

"you?"

Mo Song withdrew his hands and looked out the window at the gradually brightening sky, like a talisman that made him pale.

"Si Ruochen found me last night and told me that there is a way to change Liu Yihan back, but there is one condition." Mo Song murmured, "He gave me a pot of wine and asked me to trick the prince into drinking it. I thought he How would it be, I don't know..."

His voice trembled a little.

"I didn't know he would do that!"

He thought that at most Si Ruochen was hiding some trivial matters from Ji Qinglin, which were irrelevant, because there was nothing major between them except life and death.

But he didn't expect that Si Ruochen would really want to die!

He really couldn't figure it out, and he really didn't understand, it wasn't like something Si Ruochen would do at all.

During the five years when Ji Qinglin was absent, Mo Song clearly understood that Si Ruochen regarded Ji Qinglin more than anything else. Sacrifice yourself to make Ji Qinglin sad, and then fulfill those people he doesn't care about?

This in itself is incredible!

Mo Song couldn't figure it out, so he didn't intend to think about it anymore, he rushed out of the room suddenly, and flew out.

"Mo Song, where are you going?"

Mo Zhu called him, and immediately ran out after him.

"Go and find Si Ruochen!" Mo Song dropped the hurried sentence.

Bai Yue also chased those two out together.

"I'll go with you."

The three of them rode their horses across the long street, and when they passed the gate of the city, Mo Song suddenly pulled the reins, and the horse neighed.

He looked at the soldiers guarding the city and asked, "Who has gone out today?"

The soldier stuttered a little frightened by his black and blue face:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty went out, half an hour ago."

Mo Song's face completely darkened.

"Why don't you stop him!"

After a roar, he slammed down his whip and rushed out of the opened city gate.

The current desert outside the city is an unprecedented calm in the past few months. If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, Mo Song would have thought that what happened before was just a dream, an illusion.

"All the corpses should have been lured away by him, not a single one left." Mo Zhu said looking at the endless desert.

He lowered his head, and suddenly his eyes fixed on one place.

At this time, white fish maws appeared in the sky, and the sky suddenly burst into light, making the bright red blood stains on the ground extraordinarily clear.

When the wind blows, it seems that you can still smell a faint smell of blood.

"That's right, he should have cut his body."

Mo Zhu frowned.

Mo Song didn't speak anymore, whether it was cursing, roaring or others, it didn't have any effect now.

All he knew was that Si Ruochen was definitely playing for real this time!

"drive!"

He slammed down the whip again, the horse under him neighed loudly, and the horse's hoof stomped heavily, stirring up dust.

Facing the rising sun above their heads, the three of them watched the light slowly cover the horizon.

The wind blowing on their faces was like a knife cutting, and it was so fast that people couldn't open their eyes, but they didn't have the slightest intention to slow down. Instead, they kept raising the horsewhip and dropped it heavily.

A strong uneasiness and anxiety shrouded the hearts of several people, lingering like a thick fog.

Si Ruochen was already standing on the edge of Huanggu, the scorching flames turned his whole body red, as if he would be swallowed up in the next second.

His face was already covered with crystal beads of sweat, falling down his flushed cheeks, before he landed, he was dried by the scorching heat wave in mid-air.

In contrast, his eyes looked extraordinarily calm.

The dense group of corpses kept coming up, surrounding him, as if they were about to pounce on him and tear him to pieces in the next moment, but they seemed to be concerned about the raging flames in the barren valley behind him.

Then, they backed off.

Si Ruochen looked at the wound that had stopped bleeding, and pale flesh and blood could still be seen there, but it was not bleeding much anymore.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and was about to move when he was suddenly cut off by a sharp voice.

"Si Ruochen! Put down your sword!"

Mo Song was out of breath, his eyes widened, staring fixedly at his hand holding the sword, his eyes almost popped out.

Sitting on the horse, he kept panting heavily, feeling the burning pain in his chest, and every time he took a breath, the pain made him want to scold his mother.

Si Ruochen looked at them in surprise, but his expression quickly recovered.

He didn't put down the sword in his hand either, just held it in his hand like that.

"Why are you here?" He asked quietly.

It seems that this moment is not the slightest difference from ordinary times, just an ordinary greeting.

If there were no corpses surrounded by Wu Yangyang, and the barren valley behind him that was burning like a furnace.

"What do you think?" Mo Song gritted his teeth, "If we didn't come, would you have jumped off now?"

He raised his voice suddenly and asked sharply.

"No." Si Ruochen said slowly, "Even if you guys come, I still want to jump down."

Hearing this, the expressions of the three of them changed.

Bai Yue was calmer than Mo Song, and before he could speak, he said to Si Ruochen, "I will soon figure out a way to control the corpses, you don't have to sacrifice yourself to do these things, just give me some more time , I can definitely..."

"If Shu Jiang could really find a way, would my master have to bury all these corpses in the ground back then, until now?"

Bai Yue was speechless immediately.

She really wasn't quite sure.

Si Ruochen continued: "And I did this not only to deal with these corpses, but also because of other things. Solving the corpses is just a way."

Bai Yue's complexion changed.

"Because of what?"

Si Ruochen was silent for a while, before he said: "This is my own business, it has nothing to do with you."

"It doesn't matter if you say it doesn't matter!" Mo Song yelled at him angrily, "What will you do if you are dead, my lord? What did you ask me to drink for him yesterday? Why can't he wake up!"

There was a momentary change in Si Ruochen's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"It's just that some things have been added to it, so it won't be harmful to his body. When you go back, he should wake up." Si Ruochen replied.

"What about you?" Mo Zhu looked at him, "Aren't you going back? You should know what will happen to him if he wakes up and can't see you?"

"Is he willing to see him as sad as you were?"

Si Ruochen pursed his lips and seemed to smile, but the smile was so faint that it was a bit unclear.

"He won't do anything." Si Ruochen's voice was very firm, "He won't be sad, he will be fine, better than without me."

Just as he finished speaking, Si Ruochen suddenly raised the sword in his hand, and slashed hard at his wrist.

Blood gushed out like a spring, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and the strong and tangy smell of blood was completely stimulated in the heat wave, making the corpses that had calmed down because of fear go crazy again.

Mo Song and the others changed their expressions the moment he lifted the sword, and jumped forward to stop him.

But it's too slow.

Si Ruochen's blood was completely exposed to the air, and his expression was exceptionally calm. He seemed to have been prepared for what was going to happen and accepted it calmly.

Seeing the three people whose expressions changed drastically in anxiety, and who were eager to rush over but were blocked by the corpses, Si Ruochen opened and closed his lips slightly, and said silently:

"He'll be fine, trust me."

Stepping back, the tongue of flame licked at his clothes, spreading upwards, enveloping his whole body in flames.

Looking coldly at the red-eyed corpses that kept rushing up, Si Ruochen jumped up and jumped into the burning barren valley without hesitation.

"Si Ruochen!" Mo Song was about to burst into tears, almost in disbelief.

The group of crazy corpses followed him and jumped in one by one, scrambling to be the first, and turned into wisps of light smoke just when they were engulfed by the flames.

But Si Ruochen disappeared into the sea of ​​flames and was never found again.

Not a single wreck remained.

After all the corpses turned into fly ash, the whole world became quiet, leaving only the three of them breathing so slowly that they almost stopped.

The three returned to the General's Mansion in a daze. They stood outside Ji Qinglin's room door for a long time, not knowing how to tell Ji Qinglin the news, until Ji Qinglin woke up and pushed the door out.

Mo Song hesitated for a while, his voice was hoarse, and it took him a long time to say the name:

"Si Ruochen... Si Ruochen, he..."

He stuttered for a long time, but the latter sentence seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it.

Ji Qinglin looked at him and frowned.

"Who is this person?"