The loyal dog of the villain Shizun is a and milky

He had been sitting here for a while, and many people around him gradually realized that he was out of place with this place, and they were gearing up to come over and "greeting" to him.

Someone else whistled at him.

But the voice of the boy in the inn was suddenly interrupted, and he left angrily.

"Guest officer, you don't look like a desperado, but rather like a son of a wealthy family. Why are you so overwhelmed to come to this hellish place? This is no fun."

The young servant who came over sat down on the opposite side. He was wearing coarse linen clothes, his face was slashed with sword wounds, his appearance was damaged and slovenly, but his facial features were vaguely discernible.

Those people didn't seem to want to offend him.

The boy poured a large bowl of wine for Si Ruochen with his rough, callused hands. He tried his best to be friendly, but it made people feel funny.

Si Ruochen was born with a good skin, and there is no shortage of people who are happy to see him like this. Perhaps it is the tenderness of the tough man, who has a little compassion, and persuades:

"Go back, these people are not good stubble, you are well-dressed, you are definitely not their kind, there is no need to come here to die, where did you come from, and where do you go back."

Si Ruochen smiled wryly: "What are you going back for? He doesn't want me."

When I hear this, I am troubled by love.

The boy was a little excited.

"Argued with your wife?"

Squeezing the thick eyebrows, with a look of understanding but not opening his mouth, he explained:

"Hey, you are a big man, why are you angry with her? When she says she doesn't want you, she doesn't want you? You have to listen to what this woman said. If you don't want it, then you have to. Maybe she will do it right now. Looking forward to your return!"

Si Ruochen didn't know how to explain, he looked at him hesitantly, and finally said:

"He's not a woman..."

"He's a man."

A sip of wine was sprayed out.

Some of them even hung on the black and frizzy short stubble, glowing with water.

The boy wiped it with his elbow in a daze, and said to himself:

"Could it be that I've stayed in this place where the birds don't shit for too long, and I don't know when the masculinity became popular outside?"

After tidying up his mood, he smiled, his ability to accept was very strong, and he didn't ask any more questions.

I only want to persuade people to leave. After so many years, it is rare to do good deeds. How can I give up halfway?

But Si Ruochen is not someone else, and no one can change what he decides.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I won't go back. I know this place, the center of the desert, is the Qianji Pavilion. There are many dangers, and there is no return."

There was an undeniable stubbornness in the young man's voice.

How many secrets in the world are hidden here, but any answer you want can be found inside.

If there is any way to rescue him in this world, it can only be Qianji Pavilion. Besides, the slander Ji Qinglin has suffered in these years can only be avenged by starting with Qianji Pavilion.

His master must be happy in this life.

"You know a lot," the servant smiled appreciatively, and after hearing this, he looked at this young man who seemed easy to bully seriously,

"However, it was rumored back then that there was a secret hidden here that could cause chaos in the world. That's why Ling Qing, the former regent of the Great Wei Dynasty, set up an army in this desert to prevent the people inside from getting out, so they could only keep the secret."

He squinted at the young man.

"Once a person enters, they can never come out again. Do you still want to go?"

"I have to go." Si Ruochen said calmly.

Because of this special feature, Qianji Pavilion is not governed by the world, and has almost become a new place for desperadoes. However, no matter how vicious the criminals who escape here, no matter how vicious they are, all countries will never intervene.

Therefore, there is no good person in the inn now, and Si Ruochen is curious about the origin of this "nosy" boy:

"I think you are a little different from them, why do you stay here?"

Xu has not chatted with others like this for a long time, and it may be that the secret buried in his heart has been suppressed for too long.

Si Ruochen's eyes were always calm, and a little bit of strange red light glowed from his dark pupils, which made the servant who was about to leave couldn't help being sucked in. He sat down opposite him again, and said slowly:

"To hide from someone."

"who?"

"Ji Qinglin."

Just one name made Si Ruochen's heart, which had been calm for a long time, burst into turbulent waves.

Master?

The hand holding the wine glass froze, and the eyelids drooped slightly. It took almost all of his rationality to suppress the yelling hostility around him, and hide the dark color in his eyes.

Said quietly:

"You offended him?"

The boy smiled and waved his hands:

"No, he wanted to kill me,"

After drinking a bowl of strong wine, the servant didn't care anymore, looked into Si Ruochen's eyes and said,

"Did you know about the battle at Changping Pass?"

Changping Pass is the junction of Wei and Xiyong. Many years ago when the two countries fought, General Liu led his troops to the expedition. He was defeated and asked for help from the court. Ji Qinglin, who was 15 years old, led the troops here.

"Slightly heard."

The servant sneered: "Everyone died in that battle, except Ji Qinglin, of course you can only hear about it."

Si Ruochen was noncommittal.

The boy sighed and laughed, as if he had overcome a great fear, and said in a stiff voice:

"I didn't die either. I was the only one who escaped from everyone. Everyone else died at Ji Qinglin's hands..."

Si Ruochen frowned.

"He died at the hands of... Ji Qinglin?"

The boy just talked and didn't notice what was wrong with him.

"He ordered everyone to be pitted and killed, and then burned all the corpses to ashes. The flames soared into the sky, covering the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. I was hiding in the secret passage and saw everything from the secret door, even... Old General Liu His head was also chopped off by himself!"

The boy's hands clenched into fists.

"He, Ji Qinglin, is a devil who deserves to go to hell and never be reborn!"

"Hehe, I've also heard these years that he has become more and more lawless. The whole Wei Dynasty has already become his world, and he can do whatever he wants, but there are so many people who assassinate him every year, and some people want to eat his flesh and drink his blood. Not dead yet!"

The boy slapped his palm on the table angrily, making a loud bang.

Si Ruochen didn't say anything.

There was a long silence, only the sound of strong wine crashing into the wine bowl, being ground and poured into Si Ruochen's heartbroken, bloody heart.

In the end, a bloody gash was blown out.

Why do these people always slander his master like this?

He pursed his red lips tightly, blood flashed in his eyes, he gritted his teeth as if trying to chew up the words in his mouth:

"So, the news that the regent Ji Qing slaughtered the city and burned the corpses, annihilated General Liu, and turned Pingyang Pass into a dead city overnight, did it come from you?"

The voice is a little hoarse.

The boy didn't realize that Si Ruochen's tone was cold, so he continued:

"It's not me, I just told Qianji Pavilion about this as a bargaining chip to stay here and seek asylum. It was Liu Yihan who was eager to find out the truth about his father's death, so he bought the news from Qianji Pavilion. Make it known to the world."

He sneered, "What am I going to do? Are you afraid that Ji Qinglin won't find me to silence you?"

"Brother, don't sell me out when you go out."

He patted Si Ruochen on the shoulder and was about to leave.

The red figure suddenly stood up angrily.

Grab his arm hard.

The boy's arm hurt, and he was stunned for a moment, the hand holding the wine bowl was stuck in the air: "What, what's wrong?"

Si Ruochen's pupils seemed to be full of blood, and he looked straight at the person in front of him, wishing to eat his blood and drink his flesh, which made the servant feel a little terrified.

"What do you want to do? You won't be tolerated here!"

The boy turned around hastily, but he seemed to be trapped between Si Ruochen's crotch, unable to break free.

"You said he slaughtered the city, so why did he do that?" Si Ruochen asked sharply.

"Why else? It must be cultivating evil skills. Do you think his current skills seem to be what a normal person can cultivate?"

Si Ruochen laughed angrily.

"Since the founding of the Great Wei Dynasty, he has been a rare talent once in a hundred years. He has never forgotten his photograph since he was a child, and he has studied hard and practiced hard. Why did he become so unbearable when you talked about it? Even the former regent once said... "

"Ten years later, he will be invincible in the world!"

The boy was speechless for a while, but he still insisted: "But it is an indisputable fact that he killed people! I saw it with my own eyes!"

"With his skill, do you think he might not be able to detect that you were nearby? Are you overestimating yourself, or underestimating him?"

"..."

"If he really wants your life, what is a mere Qianji Pavilion? The former regent of the Great Wei Dynasty used his own power to imprison the Qianji Pavilion, and Ji Qinglin was brought up by him. What is the difference? Really. He didn't dare to come to you, or did he intend to let you go? And what did you do!"

"..."

The boy was so frightened by his frightening expression that he almost jumped up, then took a few steps back and stared at Si Ruochen vigilantly:

"who are you?"

He didn't get an answer, but instead, Si Ruochen pressed him step by step:

"Can you really be so sure that what you saw back then is the truth? If not, who will pay for the criticism he has suffered all these years?"

Si Ruochen took a deep breath, with a sad face, and said word by word:

"Although he came back alive back then, he was seriously injured and his life was hanging by a thread, but who remembers this! Is that how you bullied him!"

With a violent shake, the boy slammed into the table heavily, and felt the blood in his throat surge.

Si Ruochen opened his sharp claws as if he had been touched by the scales, ready to tear the person in front of him into pieces at any time.

His master's reputation is so bad because of these people who hinder him!

Rumors are blurted out at will, anyway, it is always someone else who hurts!

Si Ruochen didn't know what happened that year, but he firmly believed that his master was not wrong.

He was just a brothel boy back then, and he couldn't bear to take his own life, let alone the lives of a whole city?

The dead souls of tens of thousands of people were just like that on Ji Qinglin's 15-year-old shoulders. How did he survive the scolding?

These people... really damn it!

The little servant vaguely guessed that he and Ji Qinglin had a special relationship, and secretly thought that his fate was not good.

As soon as he got up from the ground, his whole body was surrounded by killing intent that almost solidified.

The skill of this person is terrifying!

He raised his eyes in horror, and looked at his boss Ruochen's strangely red eyes.

"You, what are you doing?!"

Si Ruochen's eyes were so cold that there was no warmth at all:

"I want you to die!"

"!!"

run!

Just when this thought came into being, it was as if he had been spotted by the living Hades opposite, and his hands and feet were tightly entangled by the rattan-like internal force.

"Can you run away? Huh?"

Just when I was thinking that I was going to die.

Sudden--

The boy who was hung in the air fell heavily to the ground, and the strong rattan that had been transformed from his internal energy disappeared.

The boy opposite who was about to eat someone just saw something, and his expression froze, he was so nervous that he was at a loss.

The majestic and frightening internal force suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the boy was just freed from the heavy pressure, and immediately fell to his knees as if he was exhausted, his body was sweating like rain.

I thought to myself: This young man is too scary!

Just want to run away.

At this moment, Si Ruochen couldn't care about him for a long time, his eyes were only fixed on a familiar figure, and he couldn't tolerate anyone or anything.

He murmured incredulously:

"Master!"

The ecstasy and fear in my heart are mixed together, and I can't tell whether I am more happy or more afraid.