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Ji Qinglin's sword didn't move, but the people in front of him screamed and turned into pieces of meat in an instant.

Only the head rolled on the ground intact, and with a pair of eyes staring like copper bells, he watched Ji Qinglin crunching over his own minced meat that was all over the floor.

Lu Xingming's vision received an unprecedented impact. He looked at Ji Qinglin who looked like a devil, staring at his eyes, and slowly slumped against the wall.

"You...you...not dead?" Lu Xingming's voice trembled.

Ji Qinglin's eyes fell on Si Ruochen, who was in the middle of the scene, and he took a breath.

Glancing at Lu Xingming, who was limp by the wall, his eyes slowly moved down, his eyes turned cold.

"Ah!!!" The scream pierced the long night.

The fierce sword energy swept over Lu Xingming's lower body accurately, and his clothes were stained red with blood.

"It's too noisy." Ji Qinglin cut off Lu Xingming's tongue so that he couldn't even scream, but he didn't kill him, "You have to beg me even if you want to die now, and I will never let you die like that Excitement, I want you to taste the taste of being in pain!"

"There are plenty of tortures waiting for you in the dungeon of the Prince Regent's Mansion! I have plenty of time to play with you slowly!"

Ji Qinglin pierced several blood holes on Lu Xingming's body, passed the chain hanging in the room through his lute bone, and tied him tightly into a meat dumpling.

Lu Xingming, who had no tongue, could only whimper and roll on the ground. He even wanted to smash his head against the wall to death, and he didn't want to be taken away like this.

Ji Qinglin directly cut off his legs, so that he finally couldn't struggle anymore, and could only lie on the ground trembling.

The other end of the chain is still in Ji Qinglin's hands.

Ji Qinglin unfastened the shackles on Si Ruochen, took off his robe with shaking hands, and wrapped it tightly around his scarred body.

"Sorry, I am late……"

Si Ruochen fell on Ji Qinglin's body and rested his head on his neck. The familiar cold breath of Ji Qinglin penetrated into his nose, making him open his eyes with difficulty.

"Master... you... came to pick me up..." The voice was weak.

"I'll take you home, let's go home..." Ji Qinglin finally touched him and held him in his arms, "Don't sleep, definitely don't sleep!"

Ji Qinglin moved gently, afraid of accidentally touching his wound, and touched his body with his hands, but felt that the body under his hands was terribly hot.

"Did you have a fever? Why is your body so hot?" Ji Qinglin wanted to touch his forehead, but something hotter under him pressed against his abdomen.

Ji Qinglin was dumbfounded.

"Uncomfortable... so hot, master... I want..." Si Ruochen opened his eyes, and the lust full inside couldn't see any sobriety.

His only line of defense was completely broken when he smelled Ji Qinglin's familiar aura.

He started rubbing against Ji Qinglin with his lower body, it seemed that only in this way could he relieve the constant hotness in his heart.

But it's like scratching nowhere, the more you rub it, the more uncomfortable it becomes.

"Master, Master..."

Si Ruochen gnawed on his neck, and Ji Qinglin snorted.

"No, you are still injured." Ji Qinglin tried to wake him up, but Si Ruochen was forced to lose his sanity by the aphrodisiac all over his body. After seeing Ji Qinglin, he became even more insane.

"I want...I want you..."

Si Ruochen's breathing became more and more urgent, and he kissed Ji Qinglin over and over again.

"Ah...Si Ruochen..." Ji Qinglin didn't dare to move for fear of touching his wound, "Wait..."

The wound on Si Ruochen's body was bleeding profusely during the violent action, and Ji Qinglin's eyes suddenly panicked.

He hesitated for a moment, and a chapter slashed on the back of his neck, knocking him out.

"Go to sleep, we'll be home when we wake up."

With the unconscious Si Ruochen on his back, he dragged Lu Xingming who was tied into a rice dumpling with chains, and strode out of the room.

There were heavy soldiers outside the door, and Chu Yuan stood in the crowd with a gloomy expression.

"Do you think you are alone, what chances do you have to break out from here?"

All the archers were in place, and all the cold arrows were pointed at Ji Qinglin. As long as he dared to move, he would be pierced into a hedgehog by thousands of arrows.

"Si Ruochen is still useful to me. If you keep him, I'll let you go." Chu Yuan looked at Ji Qinglin confidently, "As for Lu Xingming, if you want to take him away, I'll let you go."

The cold wind at night blew Ji Qinglin's cold eyes. He put Lu Xingming in the Qiankun bag on Si Ruochen's waist, and held the blood-stained long sword in his right hand.

"Chu Yuan, I dare to break in alone, what do you think I rely on?"

The sword light swept across, with an imposing manner.

"Okay, I want to see what you are capable of! Shoot the arrow!"

As soon as Chu Yuan finished speaking, a rain of arrows roared majesticly, densely packed like shooting stars.

Ji Qinglin narrowed his eyes, didn't move his footsteps, and just looked at Chu Yuan coldly.

The next second, everyone was stunned.

"what happened?"

The arrow rain was smashed to pieces by the majestic internal force in front of Ji Qinglin, the arrow reversed direction, and shot fiercely at those heavy soldiers.

"Run!"

The shouts were loud, and Ji Qinglin finally moved.

He threw the sword in his hand directly, and the sword seemed to be alive when it left his hand. It ran wildly among the chaotic crowd, and every piece of armor that passed by the cold light was killed.

Ji Qinglin tapped his toes lightly, and the whole journey was unimpeded. The person who wanted to kill him was shaken to pieces by the terrifying internal force around him before he got close.

He squinted at Chu Yuan who had fled early in the morning, only a vague shadow remained in the distance.

Ji Qinglin picked up a crossbow from the ground with his backhand, and shot an arrow at the figure.

The arrow seemed to carry a mighty force, and it passed through Chu Yuan's body in an instant.

Chu Yuan immediately vomited blood and rolled down the eaves, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Ji Qinglin threw away his bow and crossbow, and rushed out along the streets of the Imperial City of Xiyong.

The corpses were all over the field, and the blood flowed into rivers.

No one dared to stop him until the end.

He stood facing the wind on the city wall, in front of him was the Wuyangyang army brought by Mo Song, and behind him was the Xiyong Imperial City, which was in flames and filled with mourning.

"Tell Emperor Xiyong that if you don't want Wei's cavalry to enter the country, find Chu Yuan and hand it over to the Prince Regent's Palace. Otherwise, he knows what will happen!"

Ji Qinglin jumped off the city wall and landed on the carriage prepared by Mo Song.

Mo Song knew that Ji Qinglin would be able to rescue him smoothly, so he found two carriages for him.

But he didn't expect that Ji Qinglin could fight his way out of Xiyong by himself!

He was still going to rush in to save people.

"My lord, several cities in Xiyong have been occupied by us, do we want to attack now?" Mo Song asked the carriage.

"No need, leave people to guard the city, and the rest will follow me back to Great Wei." Ji Qinglin ordered coldly.

"Okay!" Mo Song raised his chin at Liu Yihan, "You can arrange it."

Liu Yihan froze for a moment, then smiled warmly: "Okay."

In the carriage, Ji Qinglin carefully put Si Ruochen away. He wanted to check the wound on Si Ruochen's body, but just as he was about to take off his clothes, he found that the clothes had stuck to the wound.

"It hurts..." Si Ruochen frowned and moaned.

Ji Qinglin immediately stopped his hands and didn't dare to move again, "Okay, I won't touch it, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Si Ruochen's hands were tightly clutching his sleeves, as if he had woken up from the pain just now, but he still didn't regain his sanity.

The violent effect of the aphrodisiac could not calm him down at all, and the strong lust came one after another, driving him to the point of going crazy.

Si Ruochen was in so much pain that he was so stimulated that he couldn't feel the pain, only endless desires tormenting him.

"what……"

Ji Qinglin hugged him, reached into his clothes, and held him gently.

"I'll help you." His lips kissed Si Ruochen's moist eyes, and the movements of his hands became faster and faster.

When Si Ruochen was kissed by him, his breathing was rapid, fine thin sweat oozed from his smooth forehead, and the intense pleasure soothed bursts of lust.

"Ha...um...Master..."

"I'm here."

Ji Qinglin felt his hands throbbing, then sticky and moist.

The carriage bumped all the way and made a creaking sound.

Mo Song rode beside him, and occasionally heard a few unusual voices among these normal voices, and could clearly hear that it was Si Ruochen.

He frowned slightly, wondering if he should remind Ji Qinglin not to play too much, he still has injuries...

Mo Song cleared his throat and coughed lightly.

"My lord, there is an inn in front of you. Do you...do you need to stop and take a rest there?"

"No, speed up and go back to Da Wei immediately, Si Ruochen can't afford to wait for his injuries." Only Da Wei can find the best doctor and heal Si Ruochen.

The later he got, the more frightened he became.

"Then... that's fine." Mo Song immediately told everyone to speed up.

Two days later, the carriage finally arrived at the Prince Regent's Mansion. Ji Qinglin carried him back to his room and shouted to Mo Song:

"Go get the doctor!"

Ji Qinglin reluctantly tore off the clothes on Si Ruochen's body from the wound, washed him with clean water, and then wrapped them all up again, almost wrapping him into a dumpling.

The doctor originally wanted to run away, but Mo Songti slipped back with a bitter face.

Seeing the zongzi lying on the bed, the beard was almost blown up.

"Old man...why is this old man so miserable!"

Ji Qinglin, who was sitting by the bed, glanced over, and the doctor immediately stopped talking, put his hand on Si Ruochen's wrist obediently, and began to feel his pulse.

He stroked his beard, but his brows became tighter and tighter. He changed his hand and took his pulse again, checking Si Ruochen's wound inside and out.

"Strange, really strange..."

Ji Qinglin's heart turned cold, and he frowned.

"What the hell is going on with him?"

The doctor glanced at him, "There were several stab wounds on his body. Although he intentionally avoided the vital points, they were stabbed very deep. The nails were pulled out by life, and I don't know when they will grow back. His tendons were cut off, and he It is equivalent to a useless person, although it is not impossible to use it, but it is impossible to hold a sword again."

"There is also the remaining aphrodisiac on his body. Although you took some for him, the dosage is too large. If you don't take it off later, it may accumulate in the body and become residual poison."

After talking about Si Ruochen's problems, the doctor suddenly stopped, looked at Si Ruochen who was half dead on the bed, and said:

"But very strange..."

"What's wrong?" Ji Qinglin looked at him anxiously, "Couldn't it be possible to save him?"

"no……"

The doctor was puzzled.

"It's a miracle that his wounds are healing on their own. In less than half a month, he should be able to wake up."

"Is what you said true?" Ji Qing looked at him dying, his voice trembling.

"Of course." The doctor finished prescribing the medicine and packed up his things to leave.

"Mo Song, watch him, don't let him run away again, Si Ruochen will be fine in half a month, so you let him go again." Ji Qinglin warned.

doctor:"………"

"Hey, come with me, who told you to run away last time?" Mo Song lifted the doctor who was so angry that his beard was raised.

Half a month passed quickly, and as the doctor said, Si Ruochen's injury gradually improved visibly to the naked eye, and Ji Qinglin finally felt relieved.

He accompanied Si Ruochen to feed him medicine every day, and passed him over with his mouth. The bitter taste of the medicine spread in the two people's mouths, and wiped his body after feeding.

On this day, Ji Qinglin fed him the medicine as usual, pushing his tongue against his soft lips, and after putting the medicine in, he brushed the tip of Si Ruochen's tongue, and suddenly felt Si Ruochen's tongue move.

"Well…"

Ji Qinglin suddenly opened his eyes and met Si Ruochen's red pupils.

I don't know how long I was awake.

Ji Qinglin hugged him in surprise.

"You... are you awake?"

Si Ruochen blinked and looked at him indifferently.

"who are you?"