Chapter yiyi9 No need to save him

Author: Sky Drive

He Feng suddenly had blood bleed in seven orifices during the fierce fight, which shocked He Feng's personal guards to the sky! Their martial arts attainments were all yi, and their martial arts knowledge was naturally yi. Looking at He Feng's appearance, he knew that he was obsessed with it! After looking at the situation on the scene, he knew who took the action very well!

Unfortunately, He Feng's martial arts skills were too weak, and his meridians were not strong enough. He was so crazy that he died immediately. No matter how much internal energy was input, He Feng had no chance of life. The two had to stop their hands in disappointment. He Feng held He Feng's body and walked over. He grabbed Xiaoyuan and threw it away. Then he lifted Feng Ran from the ground, carried it on his shoulders, and said, "Let's go."

Xiaoyuan got up from the ground and shouted, "Let me go down!" He Yue, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed constantly: "Your Majesty, save my young master quickly, don't ask them to take it away!" In his heart, the emperor is arrogant and omnipotent. As long as the emperor speaks, there is nothing that cannot be done or cannot be done!

He Yue seemed to have just come back to his soul. Xiao Yuan didn't ask for it, and he didn't let He Feng's guard take Feng Ran away. He Feng's guard took Feng Ran away. He didn't have to think about it! He Yue quickly got up from the ground, raised his internal force and shouted: "Don't leave, let go!" He is the emperor, and he is used to being domineering. He drinks casually and has the temperament of an emperor. At this time, he even held his internal force and stopped drinking, which is extremely powerful.

The two guards were shocked and stopped at the same time, then turned around and walked back, approaching He Yue step by step. He Yue didn't say anything, and they almost ignored the emperor! They worked together for many years and had the same heart. They all wanted to take down the emperor and bury his prince!

He Yueyi saw the momentum and expression of the two guards, and knew what they meant. He tried his best to keep calm and said, "Let him go! I can go with you."

"Your Majesty, the villain is here late, and I'm still begging for forgiveness!" The voice started to rise, and was still ten feet away. After saying that, the man had already arrived on the mountain road. The two guards changed color immediately. This man was Zhuyi, the secret guard under He Yue. He only heard of his name and did not see him. He was a little unconvinced at first, but at this moment, he saw Zhuyi revealing his skills in the Thousand Miles of the Hands, which made them feel inferior. The two guards disagreed and rushed towards He Yue. They wanted to take He Yue off before Zhuyi arrived, thinking that they were threatening.

When He Yue saw the two guards pounced towards him, she was so scared that she retreated repeatedly, and grabbed Xiaoyuan and blocked him! Xiaoyuan was caught and retreated. While waving the treasure fragments in her hand, she shouted: "Don't catch my young master, I'll give you all the good things!" In the moment of panic, she heard the "ping-ping-ping" sound, and the two guards had retreated outside, and there was a young man in ordinary soldiers' uniforms in front of him.

Zhuyiyi forced her to retreat from the two guards. Seeing the two guards turning around and fleeing, she turned around and knelt down to He Yue and saluted: "Little Man Zhuyi, pay homage to Your Majesty, long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long

He Feng's two guards were quickly forced back by the secret guards who were rushing to 6 Xu. The two guards were holding He Feng's body and carrying Feng Ran, and were out of reach. Seeing that the secret guards gradually contracted the encirclement and gradually forced them up, one of them said: "It was these two thieves who killed the third brother!"

The two guards put Feng Ran down, then strangled Feng Ran's throat, and said to He Yue: "Let them get out of the way! Otherwise, I will kill him."

He Yue said: "If you let him go, I will let you go."

Another person from the secret guard shouted: "You can't let go, kill them and avenge your third brother!"

Zhuyi shouted: "Sun Wu, don't be presumptuous!"

The person named Sun Wu even cried loudly and asked, "My third brother's life is not life?"

Xiaoyuan was not smart, but the secret guards wanted to kill He Feng's guards to avenge their third brother without regard for Feng Ran, but they could not understand the meaning of "Shoulder be afraid that He Yue would agree, so he quickly threw himself in front of He Yue again and kowtowed repeatedly and begged: "Your Majesty, save the young master! Save the young master!"

"Xiaoyuan" Feng Ran was seriously injured, and his voice was a little weak, but his tone was still deserted: "Die if you die, you don't need him to save him! Why should you ask him?"

"Shut up!" The guard holding Feng Ran's hand tightened its strength, and then strangled Feng Ran's throat: "I'll count three times, if you don't retreat, I'll strangle him to death!" His martial arts are incomparable to He Feng's martial arts. Feng Ran could not shake it even if he was strangled so much. His left arm was broken, his chest and abdomen were seriously injured, and he was carried and fled. He kept touching various wounds, and he was strangled to death. He couldn't change his breath and fainted immediately. Yes, he would die if he died. He would not owe He Yue any kindness. He would rather die than fall into He Yue's hands again! This time, he was about to die.

However, Feng Ran was not dead, but was drowsy and fainted from time to time. He knew that he was not dead. He knew that he was sent back to Fengyuan again. He even knew that He Yue would come to practice martial arts every day, using his own faint and shallow internal strength to help him suppress body poison, and help him to guide his meridians bit by bit to cure internal injuries. But Feng Ran didn't want to wake up. When he woke up, he had to face those things that he was willing to face or unwilling to face again. It was too tiring.

"Ran'er, stop sleeping, I'm worried about you." Feng Ran felt that his familiar hands gently held his left hand and gently kneaded his left forearm. The thin calluses on his fingers crossed the skin on his forearm. However, the feeling of reassurance reached his heart. Feng Ran felt strange. He Yue was born to raise Youdu Zun and had never practiced martial arts hard. Why did there be thin calluses on his fingers? It was still in such a strange part? The thin calluses were only on his right finger, and all the left fingers were smooth. Feng Ran raised his arm and wanted to pull his arm out of He Yue's palm, but he felt that his left arm was heavy as if he had pressed a thousand kilograms of rock. When he moved, it hurt like a bone-broken pain. He caught off guard. Feng Ran couldn't help but hum a little and his arm hung down weakly again.

He Yue did not force her, and gently placed Feng Ran's arm on the face of the brocade quilt and said, "Your hand is still ineffective. Your upper arm is broken, and the Imperial Doctor will continue it for you. It will take several months to recover."

Feng Ran didn't say anything, and she had nothing to say.

He Yue said: "Ran'er, I know you're awake, but you just don't want to open your eyes to see me."

Feng Ran still closed his eyes and said nothing. He felt He Yueyi talking, taking off his shoes, climbing onto the bed, helping him sit up, and then feeling He Yue sit down behind him and letting himself lean against his chest: "Are you still blaming me for giving you to Prince Rui?"

No wonder, Feng Ran didn't blame him! He rewarded him to He Feng and also gave him the chance to escape, but he failed to escape again!

While helping Feng Ran massage and knead his body, He Yueyi continued to say, "This is wrong. I shouldn't have used you to deal with Prince Rui. I will not do this again. Ran'er, if you want to punish me, open your eyes and I will punish you. OK?"

This sentence was so tempting to Feng Ran. He opened his eyes slightly and said, "Let me go!" He spoke out, calling Feng Ran was shocked when he ate, feeling that the sound was dull and low, and it didn't look like his own voice!

The hand that was massaged for Feng Ran suddenly stopped, and then his arms slowly tightened, tightly clamping Feng Ran's body in his arms. He Yue said softly: "Ran'er, I will allow you everything except this one." He even thought that even if Feng Ran would scold him and beat him, he would have to endure it, as long as Feng Ran could vent his anger.

Feng Ran smiled quietly and asked, "I want you to die, have you agreed?"

"Ran'er, don't be angry."

Angry? How could he be angry about He Yue? Where did He Yue make him angry? Feng Ran asked softly: "I know why I am willing to be the commander of the King's Army?" He knew that He Yue would not understand, so he asked and answered: "Because I want to kill you, I will kill you with the King's Army."

First, he used his superior forces to suppress the morale of He Yue's army, and then used a trick to destroy the He Yue's army's forces on the hillsides on both sides, thus gaining a numerical advantage in the force. Then, he used three commanders step by step, the Fengyuan people, General Manager Zhuang, and four batches of hostages to lure He Yue into the big pit. The big pit was suppressed and killed with troops and terrain. A large number of burning objects such as flint, sulfur, firewood, oil, and oil were pre-installed in the big pit, and such a rigorous trap was arranged. Feng Ran wanted to burn He Yue and thousands of officers and soldiers in the big pit, and even the bodies were unable to tell who was who they were, so as to wash away the shame he had endured!

But why did He Yue escape?

He Yue knew that Feng Ran wanted to kill him, but he didn't expect Feng Ran to dare to speak out so blatantly. After being silent for a while, He Yue held Feng Ran's hands and said, "Practice your skills."

After practicing, He Yue lay down with Feng Ran again. Feng Ran saw He Yue's appearance and was shocked: He Yue looked extremely tired and haggard, and his face was dark yellow and dull, his cheeks were slightly sunken, and some short beards grew under his palate. Although he was tired and haggard, he was even more majestic. He just spoke to Feng Ran, but he said softly: "You just woke up, take a break first, have something to say, and I will say it tomorrow."

The news that Feng Ran woke up spread in Feng Garden, and the face-like officials made an appointment to ask Feng Ran for advice. Perhaps these officials heard what Feng Ran did in the Loquat Valley. Feng Ran always felt that their attitude towards him was more respectful and aweful, but less close and more distant.

Seeing that the matter was in charge was also there, Feng Ran gently praised him and rewarded him with some gold and silver.
Chapter completed!