Volume 1: Storm in the Western Region Chapter 92: The Way Ahead
After Yuan Mingkong finished speaking, his expression became much calmer. His sister's condition was like a fish bone stuck in her throat. Although it was not fatal, she could clearly feel its presence every time she swallowed.
The discomfort caused by it. Occasionally spitting out a mouthful of bloody phlegm will disturb one's mind.
Especially as a prince, he has many things that he can't control, but he can't do anything about it.
The Zhao family, from which Zhao Rang was born, was an absolutely wealthy family in the northern territory of Dawei, so he also knew some of the disputes in the Dawei royal family.
Now among the emperor's ten children, there are six princes, each of whom has been granted the title of king. Only the seventh prince's fiefdom is in the south of Dawei.
With the current situation of Dawei, the fiefdom is in the south, which means there is no such thing!
In other words, although Yuan Mingkong holds the title of a prince, he has the weakest foundation among the princes. It would be a helpless choice for him to join the Investigation Department and serve as the deputy commander of the Shadow Guard.
Instead of drifting like duckweed, it is better to make your attitude clear. When you join the Investigation Department, you will do shady things, and the words "upright and upright" will never be associated with you. It is equivalent to telling all your brothers that you treat the prince.
I don't care about my position at all, I just want to do something for Dawei in a down-to-earth manner.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Mingkong could be so thorough at such a young age. But Zhao Rang knew that this kind of thoroughness was realized in extreme pain! If you cannot bear absolute loneliness, you will not gain fundamental thoroughness in this world.
That's it. Before you want to get anything, you have to calculate the chips you can give up.
Zhao Rang sighed for a while, and when he looked at Yuan Mingkong again, he had already turned his back and looked out the window.
"Do you know what medicine can cure him?"
Yuan Mingkong shook his head.
The shadow guards who provided the information at the beginning were stationed in the Chagan Toluogai slum area. Now, there is no one left. No matter how powerful Yuan Mingkong is, he can't make the dead speak.
"Since we don't know, why don't we just move forward?"
Zhao Rang put his hand on his shoulder and said.
"Go forward, where are you going?"
Yuan Mingkong asked puzzledly.
"Didn't I just say? Go to the Gold and Silver Sea!"
Zhao Rang said.
"As the deputy commander of the Shadow Guards, you should know what the consequences will be if that bullshit divine sect possesses Tongtian Pills in large quantities, right? And since Jinyin Lake is so impressive, maybe it can cure Yuan Kexin's obsession.
The medicine is there too!"
Zhao Rang continued.
Yuan Mingkong was a little moved when he heard what Zhao Rang said. He moved his lips a few times and said:
"Why do you continue?"
Zhao Rang didn't seem to understand Yuan Mingkong's words and gave him a confused look.
"You already know that I came to the Western Region purely for selfish reasons, and not for the so-called family, country, and world... In some respects, I even lied to you!"
Zhao Rang looked at Yuan Mingkong with disdain, but quickly calmed down his expression and said calmly:
"Because I am also a little selfish!"
Yuan Mingkong asked curiously:
"What selfish motives do you have?"
He knew that Zhao Rang was going to bullshit him again, but he still wanted to hear what Zhao Rang would say this time.
"This thing called Tongtian Pill is so evil. I want to see if it exists! If it exists, destroy it. If it doesn't, then go home and drink and sleep happily!"
Yuan Mingkong was a little disappointed, even a little ashamed of himself.
This time Zhao Rang didn't bullshit, he could tell that this was Zhao Rang's true thoughts.
In contrast to love, he is a bit selfish. The second generation ancestor of a family has such a public heart, but as a prince, he has no responsibility for his subjects...
At this moment, Yuan Mingkong really wanted to stand in the wilderness, take a deep breath, and then shout loudly to relieve the turbid energy in his heart!
Suddenly he thought, what does it matter if the wilderness is not wilderness? The turbidity in his heart was all imagined by himself. Thinking about Zhao Rang's words again in his mind, Yuan Mingkong felt that he had never been so excited as at this moment!
"Zhao Rang!"
Yuan Mingkong shouted with a loud voice, especially since Zhao Rang was only one foot away from him, he was immediately startled!
Before Zhao Rang's curse words could come out of his mouth, Yuan Kexin suddenly fell to the ground with a "thud".
The two of them rushed over and saw that Ye Sanniang's two fingers had been placed on Yuan Kexin's pulse.
"It's still the same old problem! Come on, help her to the bed!"
Yuan Mingkong picked up his sister and placed her gently on the bed.
Ximen Dazhuang brought a chair and placed it beside the bed to facilitate Ye Sanniang's diagnosis and treatment.
"I am not a doctor, so I can only use my own strength to help her resist."
Yuan Mingkong nodded.
He knows Yuan Kexin's situation better than anyone else.
Fortunately, judging from Ye Sanniang's martial arts cultivation, her own energy has been refined to an extremely pure level. In Yuan Kexin's body, it can be as effective as one against a hundred. This is why Yuan Kexin can sustain it for so long.
The key point.
But using energy to save people in this way also takes a huge toll on Ye Sanniang herself. And as Yuan Kexin's condition gradually worsens, more and more is needed. At the beginning, Ye Sanniang's energy was like a thread.
Like this, if you enter it slowly, you will see the effect after a while. But now, even after pouring in half a stick of incense, it is still like a mud cow entering the sea.
Ye Sanniang concentrated on helping Yuan Kexin resist, while the other three people retreated and protected the formation.
The sky, which was already bright outside, suddenly became gloomy.
Lightning flashed and thunder struck!
Where the white light flickered, Zhao Rang saw a figure suddenly appear under the courtyard wall.
Before Zhao Rang could see clearly, the world became dim again.
Until the second flash of white light, Zhao Rang saw that this man was already standing in the middle of the yard.
He was wearing a pitch-black robe, wrapping his arms in it, leaving only his neck and head exposed. And on his face was actually a mask of a ghost king with a green face and fangs, and at the corner of his open mouth, there were drops of bright red blood.
, very realistic!
The robe wrapped around his body made the man's figure look even thinner, like a chopstick stuck on the ground.
The candlelight in the room was extinguished by the wind that had just blown in. Zhao Rang fumbled, took out the flint from the drawer, "sizzled" and lit the candle wick again, and the warm light filled the whole room again.
Everyone's hearts relaxed a little.
Zhao Rang turned around and walked to Ye Sanniang's side, standing quietly.
Ye Sanniang, who was concentrating on giving Yuan Kexin a breath, noticed someone in front of her and slowly opened her eyes.
"Lady boss, please lend me your knife!"
Ye Sanniang took out the knife from its sheath, handed it to Zhao Rang with her backhand, and said:
“Good boss!”
Zhao Rang grinned, then turned to Yuan Mingkong and said:
"Watch your sister!"
Then he said to Ximen Dazhuang:
"Watch your brother!"
Of course friends of friends are also friends. Brothers of brothers are naturally brothers. Before, Ximen Dazhuang’s only brother was Zhao Rang, but now he has Yuan Mingkong.
"Let me rest assured!"
As soon as Ximen Dazhuang said the last word, Zhao Rang had already opened the door and walked out.
It started to rain outside.
The rain suddenly became heavy the moment Zhao Rang went out.
The water drops dripping from the eaves have formed a line, which looks like a bead curtain from a distance.
Such heavy rain seems to have wiped out the entire world!
Zhao Rang suddenly discovered something that he had never noticed before.
That is, the heavier the rain, the less it will affect the view.
He doesn't like rain because he doesn't like holding an umbrella. In fact, what Zhao Rang dislikes the most is being suffocated in the house. And if you don't hold an umbrella on a rainy day, your whole body will be wet and your clothes will stick to your body, which is extremely uncomfortable.
Of course, Zhao Rang can also choose to take a carriage. There are many carriages in the Zhao family, but he doesn't like it, because riding in a carriage requires a driver to drive the carriage, which means he has an extra pair of eyes to always pay attention to his every move. So he takes all
I don't like it all because of the rain.
But sometimes, people have to face things they don’t like. The more they don’t like it, the more they have to face it! It seems like God is deliberately teasing.
Zhao Rang walked out of the eaves step by step, stood in the rain, and looked at the person in front of him calmly.
There was a long sword slung across his back, with the hilt protruding from his shoulder. Zhao Rang had already recognized this man's identity.
The sword used by this person is the long sword used by the Blood Eagle Warriors in the West Wind. However, the swords of the Snow Eagle Warriors are often placed in front, and no one carries them cross-body behind their backs. This is because the action of drawing the sword with the backhand is slower than unsheathing it with the front.
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And since this man dares to carry the sword behind his back, it means that this is the fastest way for him to draw the sword.
The two looked at each other for a moment, then took a step forward in mutual understanding.
The raindrops fell on the spot between the two of them, but they fell silently.
A fierce confrontation has begun between Zhao Rang and this person.
The dripping rainwater has been stirred up by the energy before it hits the ground.
This kind of confrontation is invisible to outsiders. Only the two people involved in the confrontation know how dangerous it is.
Zhao Rang's energy stretches for a long time, like ocean waves, one wave after another, endless. But the other party's energy is like the rocks on the shore. Although the waves are constantly washing and lapping, the rocks remain motionless and firm.
Stand upright.
It wasn't until the rain fell again between the two that the battle for strength ended in a draw.
The opponent pulled out the long sword on his back. What was strange was that his sword just hovered in the air, with sword energy flowing all over his body. The rainwater was splashed and flew out, turning into powerful steel balls.
"Buzz..."
Between heaven and earth, a leisurely buzzing sound sounded.
Weak but lasting.
Zhao Rang's ears moved. In the sound of the sword, he heard a harmonious meaning. It seemed like a newly thawed glacier. Although the water flow was not yet rapid, it was powerful and unstoppable.
This is the most common sight in nature. As long as the seasons continue to rotate, it will happen again and again every year.
Suddenly, Zhao Rang suddenly remembered a poem and whispered:
"The grass on the Lili plain dries up and flourishes every year. The wild fire cannot burn it out, but it grows again when the spring breeze blows."
His voice was very soft and he spoke very slowly, but it still passed through the noisy rain curtain and reached the other party's ears.
Zhao Rang saw his hand shaking slightly, and his momentum paused.
Then, he actually put down his sword and reached out to take off the Ghost King mask on his face.