There is a bonfire burning in the cave, and the aroma of roasted muntjac meat gradually spreads, and people can't help but move their appetite fingers.

Chu Shaoyuan was roasting the muntjac meat on the branches, and at the same time frowned and guessed whether those people were the ones who assassinated him in Songxi Town, and if so, why did the target change to Bai Lang this time? Or rather, this group of people was to frame him, so they would be ruthless to Bai Lang, and once Bai Lang died, he would naturally not have any good results as a Yan man...... But this doesn't make sense, wouldn't it be faster to kill him directly?

Or maybe he guessed wrong, this group of people was not the last person who assassinated him.

But if it's not the same group of people, why are the techniques so similar, and the routines they use are the same?

Bai Lang said before that the Nine Kings of Tartar couldn't bear it anymore, could it be that these people were just here to assassinate Bai Lang?

Chu Shaoyuan felt that he was becoming more and more inaccurate, he couldn't help but shake his head, tore off a piece of roasted muntjac meat, and chewed it slowly, sure enough, the muntjac meat without any seasoning was very unpalatable, he couldn't help frowning, and when he filled his stomach, he put down the muntjac meat in his hand and refused to eat more.

At night, the temperature gradually dropped, sitting next to the bonfire, from time to time you can hear the cold wind outside the cave, the war horse lies next to the bonfire to keep warm, the cave is very cold, Bai Lang lost too much blood, although he took the pill to stop the bleeding, but he is still asleep, he can't scream, he can't stop shivering at the moment.

There was nothing around to keep out the cold, Chu Shaoyuan had to wrap the lamb jacket on his body around Bai Lang, he sat very close to the fire to keep warm, the war horse kept snorting because of the cold, and it was quiet all around, only to hear a small crackling sound when the firewood burned.

Bai Lang's bloodstained face was flushed with fever from time to time, he twisted his body from time to time, looking extremely uneasy, and spoke Tatar quickly in a low voice, Chu Shaoyuan leaned over and listened carefully, and found that he couldn't understand a word, and couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Without a lambskin jacket, he only wore a thin moon-white coat and sat on the ground, because of the cold, he hugged his arms tightly, the crow's hair fell on the back of his head, and sat quietly by the fire, the bonfire lined his beautiful appearance more dusty, if you look at it at first glance, you think it is an immortal who has strayed into the mortal world.

Bai Lang woke up in a daze, and saw the scene in front of him, his eyes were wide open, could it be that he was dead? He bracked his arms and tried to sit up, but accidentally touched the wound, and he couldn't help but snort softly in pain, and fell back again, because there were several wounds on his body before, and at this time he felt that there was no place on his body that did not hurt.

Chu Shaoyuan turned his head when he heard the movement, saw Bai Lang open his eyes, and said lightly: "You are too seriously injured, I am in a hurry to get rid of that group of people, and I don't know where I have arrived, you can bear with it, and we will find our way back when it is dawn." ”

Bai Lang was stunned, only then did he realize that the scene in front of him was not in his tent, but in a cave, no wonder he felt that he was hard and not soft at all, it turned out that he was sleeping on the ground, he opened his mouth, and his voice was a little hoarse: "... Why are you the only one here, Zaba and Ali ......"

"I only saved you," Chu Shaoyuan glanced at him, then turned his body to the side of the fire to roast the fire, and said softly, "Those people are not targeting them, when they see us running away, they will naturally throw them aside." ”

Bai Lang frowned, he remembered that before he was unconscious, Zaba was slashed in the arm by their scimitar in order to protect him, and the wound on the arm was deep to the bone, and Ah Li was stabbed in the waist and abdomen, and he didn't know what the situation was now, he couldn't help but show a worried look on his face, "No, we have to go back, Zaba and Ah Li are in danger!"

As he spoke, he threw up his arms and tried to sit up, but he collapsed without his body.

Chu Shaoyuan stirred the bonfire, and his tone was indifferent: "You are seriously injured, and it was not easy to stop the bleeding, so let's rest for a while and save your body before making plans, and there is no moon today, you can't see your five fingers, and the weather is very cold, even if you are not injured, you can't accurately identify the direction, and it's been so long, if they really encounter an accident, it's too late for you to rush back......"

Chu Shaoyuan stirred the bonfire very vigorously, sitting next to the bonfire, he was a little sleepy, shook his head vigorously, and continued: "Instead of thinking about those useless things, think about what to do later." ”

Bai Lang's body hurt terribly, and his brain was also dizzy, so he didn't think much about it, so he blurted out: "It must be that dog cub of the Nine Kings who hired someone to kill me, if I die, he will be able to justifiably take charge of the soldiers, horses, cattle and sheep slaves of the Alechi tribe!"

"It's rare that you don't doubt me," Chu Shaoyuan thought of the scene when Bai Lang regarded Xiao Qing as an assassin before, and couldn't help but sarcastically say to him, "Aren't you afraid that I will slaughter you at this time?"

Bai Lang glanced at him with a bad face, "If I really doubt you, then I won't just punish you for brushing your horse in the first place." ”

Chu Shaoyuan smiled coldly, "If you really trust me, how can you hide so many things from me?" Don't say anything else, just say that I have been brushing horses in the horse farm for a month, but I haven't brushed a single war horse, isn't this arranged by you?"

Bai Langmo sighed, "We Tatars have been at odds with you Yan people for a long time, and the war horses in my tribe or the troops are all my life-saving things...... What's more, do you dare to say that you are telling me the truth? Are you really called Chu Yishu? Are you really just a child of a family? Don't say that I don't believe it, but if I change you, will you believe it?"

Chu Shaoyuan frowned, if you hadn't kept holding me and wouldn't let me go, I'm afraid that I would have told you my identity a long time ago, how could today's incident happen?

These words slipped around his mouth and were swallowed back by him, even if such a topic is debated, it is impossible to distinguish the length of the matter, the two of them are originally opposite identities, and it is reasonable to distrust each other.

Besides, Bai Lang's current situation can no longer help him hesitate, the former is a wolf and the latter is a tiger, no matter whether he goes further or takes a step back, it is all nine deaths, and Bai Lang's nine deaths and life happen to be his own life.

"Bai Lang," Chu Shaoyuan looked at him solemnly, "What are your plans?"

Bai Lang was vicious: "When I go back, I will definitely make that dog look good! If he dares to buy and kill me, don't think that he can get out of the way!"

Chu Shaoyuan shook his head, "But what if you are defeated? You also said that among the six departments, as long as one of the people supports the Nine Kings, you will be defeated, so how can you make the other four departments not support him?"

Bai Lang was silent, if he really had a way, he didn't have to be so distressed, he gritted his teeth and said: "Even if it is a defeat, I can't sit still!" Especially this time, Zaba and Ah Li are uncertain about life and death, they are partners who have played together to the end, if they can't even avenge their revenge, what's the point of sitting on this Great Khan King?

"Then, let's join forces......" Chu Shaoyuan turned his head sideways, a light smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, the crow hair behind his head was scattered to his side, the cinnabar mole under the corner of his eyes loomed in the warm light of the bonfire, and his beautiful face implied a soul-stirring charm, "Bai Lang, I am the third son of Emperor Dayan." ”

Bai Lang's eyes widened, "You! Why didn't you say it earlier!"

"If I had said it earlier, would you still treat me like this?" Chu Shaoyuan did not answer his words directly, but asked him instead, seeing that he was silent for a long time, he smiled clearly, "I understand your worries, and similarly, I also have my own concerns, even if we are even, now only I can suppress the guards of Yanmen Pass and prevent him from giving benefits to the Nine Kings, as long as the Nine Kings' momentum does not continue to grow, and even if he suffers defeat, you will have a chance to crusade against him, what do you think? Do you want to join forces with me?"

Bai Lang stared at Chu Shaoyuan's beautiful face, he was greatly surprised, to be honest, he looked down on the Yan people from the bottom of his bones, especially the son of the Emperor of Dayan, I heard Chen Wenshu say that the prince of Dayan lives in the palace, and his food, clothing and housing are the best, and he can't bear a little hardship since he was a child, and the spy he put next to the Nine Kings came back to report that the prince arrived at Yanmen Pass, and he was very picky about what he ate every day, and even had to be served by a maid when he dressed.

And how much can the young man in front of him endure, he knows better than anyone else, he saved him before, the young man's patience surprised him, plus he has been punished for nearly a month to go to the horse farm to brush the horse, he has not complained a word, the white jade-like hands are covered with chilblains, sometimes the blood is flowing non-stop and he can't even bear to look at himself, but he endured it alive, it is really unthinkable that he will be the prince of Dayan.

Bai Lang's eyes drooped, his body was covered with the lambskin jacket he took off to himself, although his brain was very dizzy, but his heart was very transparent, if it weren't for him this time, I am afraid that he would have died under the knife of those people, he chuckled, "I didn't expect that in the end I would form an alliance with the prince of Dayan...... If my father had found out, he would have gotten up under the ground and whipped me......

His last sentence was as light as talking to himself, but Chu Shaoyuan clearly felt his helplessness.

Also, the old Khan King fought a lifelong war with Dayan, but his son had to rely on Dayan's prince to keep the Khan throne, which is really ironic.

The atmosphere was silent, Chu Shaoyuan huddled beside the bonfire with his legs in his arms, his head resting on his arms, as if he was asleep, the moon-white middle coat seemed to be very thin, and the wound on his left arm that was cut was condensed at the moment, dyeing the moon-white middle coat red, with a bit of weak beauty.

Bai Lang looked at it, his eyelids were heavy, and he fell asleep again.

The sky gradually turned white, the bonfire gradually went out because no one took care of it, the wind outside the cave gradually weakened, the frost and dew were heavy, and the temperature inside the cave began to become cold.

Chu Shaoyuan couldn't help but shudder in his sleep, and woke up suddenly, his amber eyes contained a faint brilliance, his palm was close to his chest, and the small jade cicada embedded his skin with his body temperature, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning his head to look at Bai Lang, he saw that he was still asleep, and stretched out his hand to push him: "Bai Lang, get up quickly, it's dawn, let's go." ”

As soon as his fingers touched his skin, he was frightened by his terrible temperature, and he was afraid that he would not last long.

Chu Shaoyuan hurriedly got up, carried Bai Lang to the war horse, and was about to go out with the war horse, when his ears moved, and suddenly he heard a sound outside the cave, followed by the Tatar language, and he couldn't help but be shocked.