Roll up the villain's scum attack

"If I hadn't seen my brother here, I would have run away after inquiring about the news."

Wei Antang took a deep breath in pain, tears fell down like pearls, he touched his eyelids with one hand, and the tears rolled down from his fingertips.

Seeing that he was such a heroic and courageous person, Xiong Da expressed guilt for the thought of questioning that flashed in his heart just now.

"Then...then I'll take you to meet our chief!"

Xiong Da shyly patted the plaster on his body, and pulled Wei Antang to leave. Wei Antang hurriedly pushed the big guy back, "I'm going, can your boss let me go at ease? I'm just here to remind brother , my brother sent a message to the boss, asking him to pay attention to the movements in all directions."

Xiong Da suddenly realized, patted his head, and quickly pulled Wei Antang outside the cottage, "Then you can't stay any longer, so as not to get suspicious, go quickly."

This move was exactly what he wanted, and Wei Antang squeezed out two or three more tears. Before parting, he hugged Xiong Da's big chest muscles and performed a crying cry.

Wei Antang got on his horse, turned his back to Dongyang, bid farewell to Xiong Da, and silently reserved a place for Xiong Da as a friend in his heart.

It's just that Wei Antang didn't notice that there was a tall figure standing on the back hill, who had been staring at them since Xiong Da brought him back.

"Brother Zheng, you don't seem like a good idiot, do you want to strike?"

The man stood with his hands behind his back, pondered for a moment, and said, "This man looks interesting, I'll go meet him for a while."

Yan House.

Yan Jue knelt in the ancestral hall, silently looking at the three incense sticks on the table, and looked up to see the memorial tablets all over the wall.

I thought I could hide it for a few more days, but in just two days, my father found out that he had been in contact with people from the Ministry of Punishment, exposing the fact that he had bribed the jailer for Chen Xiuqi.

Yan Jue knelt straight, staring at the curling smoke indifferently. He had been protecting Li Yu most of the time since he was a child, and every time something happened to Li Yu, he would clean up the mess.

Then I was cleaned up by my parents again.

Before he could sigh, he heard steady footsteps behind him.

"Yan Jue, do you understand?"

Father Yan stood five steps behind Yan Jue, his old face was full of wrinkles.

"My son understands, but he can't change it."

Father Yan's expression didn't change, he just stood beside Yan Jue silently, "Do you know how much threat your actions have caused?"

Yan Jue lowered his eyes, his face still indifferent, "Son, I know that no matter whether people from the Ministry of Punishment pass the news to enter the prison, they will hold the handle of the Yan family."

"Yan Jue, what you have now is earned step by step by yourself, but you are not alone, the honor and disgrace of the whole family is on your shoulders."

"Every heir to the Yan family has to make a way out of the dust in this way."

Yan Jue raised her head and looked at her father's resolute face with a complicated expression, "Father, you have never said such heart-to-heart words to me before."

Father Yan put his palm on the top of Yan Jue's head strangely, "Yan Jue, don't meddle in General Chen's affairs anymore, and have less contact with Li Yu, some things, the more difficult you are to settle down, the more the loss outweighs the gain."

Yan Jue turned her head and looked at the burning incense in front of her lightly.

Wei Antang went to Ningzhou for the tenth day.

Without any news, the case between Chen Xiuqi and Li Yu is also stalemate, but Li Ran woke up today.

Dali Temple had asked Li Ran clearly about the events of that day, and the confession had been drawn up, which was handed over to Emperor Hongyuan by the cabinet.

The chief minister of the cabinet, Zhang Wenzheng, was drinking hot tea, patted the confession on the table, and rubbed the thin paper with his fingertips. With his young and handsome face turned to the horizon, he pressed a stack of documents under the paper. superior.

On the 15th, it rained heavily in the capital.

Zhang Wenzheng went to see Emperor Hongyuan with the confession, and the servants of the court came to pass it on, only saying that Emperor Hongyuan was slightly ill.

Zhang Wenzheng pretended to bow and leave, but when he reached the side hall, he turned and entered Emperor Hongyuan's bedroom.

"Wenzheng, how is my situation?"

Zhang Wenzheng handed the paper offering to Emperor Hongyuan, but Emperor Hongyuan didn't look at it, and threw the paper offering into the charcoal basin casually.

"Your Majesty is so wise that he selected his subordinates to arouse the ambition of the Southwest King. At the moment when Ningzhou is in chaos, Wei Antang has contributed a lot."

Emperor Hongyuan laughed loudly: "I knew at first sight that he is a good pawn."

Zhang Wenzheng handed the information collected during these days to Emperor Hongyuan, and said in a low voice: "The reduction of the feudal clan is imminent, and your Majesty's great cause can be accomplished."

Inside the prison.

The jailer cleaned the red all over the floor, threw the broken whip aside, and blew out the lights in the cell as in the previous ten days, secretly took golden sore medicine, and applied it to Chen Xiuqi's wounds.

He did not dare to let Chen Xiuqi die, he could not disobey the emperor's order.

He couldn't let other people see that he didn't do his best, he had to protect his family.

Chen Xiuqi was still delirious, and even became more and more confused. He couldn't feel the pain, and his eyes were fixed on the roof of the cell.

Chen Xiuqi looked sideways at the jailer who applied the medicine to him, and the jailer was terrified by his reddened and lifeless eyes.

The jailer didn't dare to stay any longer, and hurriedly left with the bucket. Chen Xiuqi turned his head and stared at the roof, his mind broke.

The more he wanted to recall his previous life, the system would put pressure on his memory, firmly imprison his thoughts, and even block all his memories.

But Chen Xiuqi refused to let go of this opportunity.

The tingling pain flooded into his head again, and the pain stimulation for more than ten days had already made him numb.

Chen Xiuqi squinted his eyes, and vaguely saw a vague figure in a white shirt, his breathing became short of breath, and a gentle male voice sounded in his head.

"File number 0, number 1327, Chen Xiuqi, belongs to Wei..."

The chaotic memories flashed by, and a strong smell of disinfectant poured into his nostrils. Chen Xiuqi tried hard to recall this smell.

This time the clip is more blurred, and the speech is intermittent.

"The rating is qualified, and the degree of genetic fit is 95%."

Chen Xiuqi clenched the iron chains that bound his hands, and slammed his head against the pillar. The pain stimulated the repressed memory, and he tried hard to see clearly the person who stretched out his hand to him.

But the face of the person in the white shirt was still blurred. As he got closer and closer, the pair of well-proportioned and slender hands were about to hold his own, and the confused person seemed to want to say something to him.

The iron chain on the prison door fell to the ground with a clank, and the sudden sound shattered the fragment before Chen Xiuqi's eyes. Chen Xiuqi suddenly opened his eyes wide, and turned towards the prison door with bloody pupils.

A touch of black burst into the blood in his eyes.

With just one glance, the manic depression and rage shattered the peace of the past, trampled all reason, tore through the cover of hypocrisy, and rampaged in the mortal body.眩狣

Li Ran looked coldly at Chen Xiuqi with a terrifying expression, walked slowly to the side of the execution frame, lifted two iron chains, and strengthened Chen Xiuqi's hands again.

There were already three layers of iron chains wrapped around it, but now there is another layer.

In the cell where there was only a pot of charcoal fire left, the iron chains reflected dazzling silver light, causing Chen Xiuqi to close his eyes and turn his head sideways. This move pleased Li Ran very well.

But he didn't say much, turned around and looked for the whip hanging on the wall, the cell was quiet for a long time, even Chen Xiuqi just closed his eyes tightly, only the slight sound of rapid breathing.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, the whip pierced through the dark cell, the barb swept away the flesh, and splashed heavily on the wall, mottled red marks slid down the wall, stained black and red.

Chen Xiuqi snorted softly, he couldn't hear the pain, but it was like a babble when he first woke up from a big dream, Chen Xiuqi squinted his eyes, and finally lowered his head, his blood-colored pupils slowly met Li Ran's face.

"Go away... go away..."

His voice was hoarse like sandpaper scraping across a rough wall, and his breath was weak. Chen Xiuqi's blood and energy had been consumed by the severe torture for many days. The double torture of spirit and body made his spiritual threshold reach the limit.

Like something is going out of control.

There were a few more welts on his body, blood and sweat slid down his neckline, those amazing and dangerous eyes stared at Li Ran.

Now Li Ran hates his eyes so much that he wants to goug them out, grind them into the dust, and step into the mud.

Those eyes used to only look at him, and were once filled with deep affection, but now, there is no him in these eyes at all, the softness is gone, only empty and unfeeling.

Or rather, just looking at him is ruthless.

"For a bastard, for a fool, you really want to kill me."

Li Ran regretted his life, he couldn't risk his life to fight, to fight, he really used Chen Xiuqi as a sharp blade in his hand, as a chess piece, using him, hanging him, but he couldn't stand the dagger in Chen Xiuqi's hand turned he.

And Chen Xiuqi stabbed his short dagger into his chest fiercely, just a little bit, just a little bit, and he was standing here dead.

The knife wound on his chest hadn't healed yet, and he couldn't bear the resentment towards Chen Xiuqi. This depressed mood was going to drive him crazy. Every time he whipped Chen Xiuqi, his wound would be torn apart. Chen Xiuqi No matter how much blood he bleeds, Li Ran doesn't need less.

Burning with rage, the wound on his chest was no longer painful, Li Ran squeezed the whip tightly, and tore it apart with his backhand.

The tail of the whip brushed over the top of the charcoal brazier, and the light rolled up, and the dazzling silver light pierced into Chen Xiuqi's eyes. The tail of the whip swept across the left eye, sweeping away the flesh and blood, and the red marks slid down the side of his face.

Chen Xiuqi squinted, the blurred left eye made it difficult for him to see everything in front of him, but it allowed him to see some broken fragments clearly.

"Inject a powerful NX injection."

"Inject a strong sedative and let him stabilize for 10 minutes."

"The belt is thickened to five layers, tie it up, and don't let him move around."

"He refuses to take medicine? If he grinds it up, he has to pour it in. If it doesn't work, he will be given a sedative and a gastric tube inserted."

"I have developed resistance to the powerful NX injection, so I have to change the injection again."

Chen Xiuqi lowered his head quietly, took a breath slowly, and wanted to see more.

"How can the meter be adjusted so high? Are you crazy..."

It's that white figure again...

Li Ran clutched the wound on his chest, looked at Chen Xiuqi who was in no pain at all, couldn't satisfy his sadistic desire at all, threw the whip to the ground.

The sound was not loud, but in the deadly silence of the prison, to the ears of Chen Xiuqi, who endured the suppression of the system, it was as shocking as stone breaking.

The fragment in front of him faded away again, like foam floating in the sea, vanishing into thin air amidst the light and noise, Chen Xiuqi half-opened his eyes, looking at the instigator.

Blood water slipped down the eye sockets, as if the threshold was overloaded, scarlet anger overflowed from the body, and the four layers of iron chains that bound his hands began to clank and tremble.

Li Ran subconsciously felt bad, and took three steps back.

With a few crisp sounds, the iron chain fell to the ground, and gray smoke from the cracks rose from both sides of the torture rack. Chen Xiuqi moved his legs and broke the iron chains that bound his feet.

His bloody eyes were blurred, and he slowly met Li Ran who was stunned in place and forgot to run away.

But in the blink of an eye, just as the thought of leaving flashed across Li Ran's mind, the crimson robe passed by his side, and the splashed blood hit the wall heavily, forming a neat arc.

There was a muffled sound, the sound of a human body falling to the ground. The jailer came back with hot water, and bumped into the bloody Chen Xiuqi around the corner.

The hot water bucket rolled down, and the jailer sat down against the wall. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Chen Xiuqi's right hand was torn apart, and the bone wound was deep. He didn't know how the wound was formed, and he was only instinctively afraid.

Chen Xiuqi lowered his bleeding eyes, stretched out his injured hand to the person in front of him, strangled his neck, and raised it to a height where he could look straight.

The jailer's face was bruised and his forehead was full of veins. Tonight, he was considered unlucky. Everyone else went to drink, and he was the only one left.After so many years of working in the industry, this is the first time that this happened tonight.

"Don't kill me, I won't stop you, there are old and young in my family, and there is a paralyzed elder brother..."

A large amount of air rushed into his throat in an instant, and the jailer fell to the ground. After a few dull coughs, he raised his head again, and the terrifying death god had disappeared.

The jailer suddenly remembered that Li Ran might still be in Chen Xiuqi's cell... He rushed towards the cell, only to see large swathes of blood.

It might be his bad luck tonight.

Before the heavy rain stopped, Ran Minche came back from investigating the dancer's murder and confirmed Li Yu's innocence. Yan Jue came to take Li Yu back to the palace.

The two were silent all the way, until they got into the carriage, Li Yu wiped off the moisture on his face, and then gave Yan Jue a look, "Is Wei Antang back?"

Yan Jue's teeth were clenched slightly, and his flat tone could not hear any loss. The conversation between Li Yu and him was always about other people.

"I haven't returned, but news came from Ningzhou that the snowstorm in Kunzhou has improved, and troops were sent to transport the surplus supplies to meet them, but they were hijacked by mountain bandits, ambushed in the valley, and the whole army was wiped out."

Li Yu's heart tightened, could this matter have something to do with Wei Antang?

"The vagrants in Ningzhou were in turmoil, collaborating with bandits and killing many officers and soldiers. The Southwest King looked at this turbulent piece of fat, and was ready to go. Whether to cut the feudal clan or suppress it, just listen to the words of the Holy One."

Yan Jue's voice was cold and eloquent, which made people want to listen to it. After Li Yu realized what he was thinking, he turned his head and watched the heavy rain outside the bead curtain.

Arriving outside the mansion, Yan Jue got off the carriage, held an umbrella for Li Yu, and his back was soaked.

Just as Li Yu was about to step up the steps, there was a slight sound of horseshoes from far away on the long street. The heavy rain made the sound of horseshoes indistinct.

An answer was ready to come out from the bottom of his heart. Li Yu stood on the steps and tiptoed to look. After a while, he saw a black horse galloping through the rain.

Disappointment welled up in my heart, and I was about to move back to the house, but I took another look without giving up.

Li Yu's brows moved slightly, he took a breath, quickly withdrew his foot into the palace, and ran into the rain in the next second.

"Wei Antang!"

The horse was frightened and raised its front hooves. A black figure rolled down from the horse's back. Li Yu half-closed his eyes, which were blinded by the heavy rain, and raised his arms to pick up the unconscious man.

How could Li Yu be able to catch Wei Antang and was thrown into the rain, Yan Jue stuffed the umbrella into Li Yu's hand, pulled Wei Antang onto his shoulder, Yu carried people into the palace.

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Qi Bao: Don't hit me again...

Tangtang: I can't manage my career anymore...

This chapter is so fat, I beg starfish and comments, chirp!

Brother Zheng finally made his debut in this chapter (looked at the manuscript, touched his chin, tsk tsk)

The purpose of the emperor: From the very beginning, the emperor has been watching from the sidelines, including salt and fire, but in fact, he is developing the economy and military for future wars. He is the one who makes money behind the scenes

Later, the assassination and the locking up of Liyu and Qibao only blocked Tangtang's access, and sent news to Liyu to let him know about the civil unrest, so as to use Tangtang to stir up the ambition of the Southwest King and trigger War, so that he can clean his hands and cut down the domain with confidence