"With such a good opportunity just now, why didn't you kill Huo Yunqi?" After getting on the black car, Saben confided all the unhappiness in his heart. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Chen Huifeng brushed his red hair that was blown by the wind with his hand, "I already said before I went that our purpose was only to test Huo Yunqi's ability, not to take his life. Just now you smashed it down, and he's already a waste. ”

Qi Huan left and said: "Huo Yunqi is a divine power, if he dies, the entire imperial capital army will be demoralized." ”

"Of course I know this, but King Hewei is not interested in the victory or defeat of the current battle, but the longer-term war."

"A longer war? What do you mean? Saben asked, puzzled.

"If we kill Huo Yunqi now, we can indeed win this small battle in front of us. However, the Imperial Capital Army would immediately send a larger number of troops to attack, which would have no effect on the Imperial Capital at all. What we have to do is to get rid of those big people who are enough to influence the entire empire, and that person is Huo Yunqi's father, Huo Yiben. ”

Qi Huanli looked sideways at Chen Huifeng, his eyes full of surprise, "Are you talking about the founding general who crisscrossed the battlefield twenty years ago?" ”

"That's right, this is the man."

"I heard that this person's marksmanship is superb, and I was deeply touched by Huo Yunqi's two battles. My son can train his marksmanship to such an extent, and he himself must be extraordinary. ”

"In short, the boss must also do what King Hewei wants, we just need to follow the order."

Saben pulled out the tip of the spear inserted into his shoulder, unscrewed the wooden cork of the wine bag and poured it on the wound, and said while wrapping the bandage: "If I knew it was so troublesome, I might as well go back to Sin City." At least there you can fight every day. ”

The three of them chatted like this, turned the royal car and drove through the dark land, driving towards a seemingly endless distance.

A week later, Huo Yunqi, who was seriously wounded, led his army to Baoshan, fifty miles away from Xia Yan. However, he was besieged by the ambushed Hewei army and retreated to the top of the mountain. The main force that came later was blocked by other forces of Hewei and could not arrive in time for reinforcements, and the situation of the imperial capital army fell into chaos for a while. The news soon spread to the imperial capital.

A full moon hung high in the night sky, and the wind was gentle tonight, not at all like in winter, but like a spring night. And at this moment, Huo Wuxian is also in the "Spring Night".

Holding the petite and lovely body of the maid Xiaoya in her arms, in these days when she was forbidden to go out, if it weren't for this girl to relieve her loneliness, I am afraid that Huo Yunqi would feel more tormented than being in hell. He can't live without a woman by his side, because a woman is gentle, like the wind, like water, and has no body but makes him extremely comfortable. When I am with the women, the flowers are bright, the wine is fragrant, and the beds are soft. If there is no woman, no matter how blooming the flowers are, no matter how long the wine is brewed, it will not taste, and no matter how good the bed is, it will be difficult to sleep.

Xiaoya is a shy girl, she always silently bears everything that is brought to her around her, like a helpless bird alone in the boundless sky. When she is wronged, she will hide alone and cry secretly. When she was happy, she would run to the old banyan tree in the yard and dance with her hands. Huo Wuxian took a fancy to her innocence and forbearance, compared with other maids who took the initiative to flatter, Xiaoya could always give him unexpected surprises.

"Third Young Master, it's time to get up." Xiao Ya buried her head in Huo Wujian's chest and said softly.

Huo Wuxian hugged Xiao Ya tighter, and responded: "Don't worry, with you by my side, I'd rather sleep forever and never get up again." ”

Xiao Ya didn't know what to do, so she had to put her head on Huo Wujian's chest like a human. The two felt each other's body temperature and heartbeat as if they had become an inseparable whole.

Just as the two of them were talking to me in the bed, the door was slammed open from the outside. Huo Wuxian's father, Huo Yiben, walked in, wearing a set of black armor, holding the Nine Heavens Cloud Python Spear, his eyes full of anger seemed to be able to breathe fire, staring at his son on the bed and said, "Unworthy son!" Your brother is fighting on the front line, but you are doing these shady things at home. ”

Huo Wuxian was already dissatisfied with his father in his heart, and he never said a word to him since Ban Xiang's birthday. Now that he saw his father break into his bedroom, he became even more irrepressible angry, and blurted out: "Get out!" Who let you into my room. ”

Huo Yiben stared at his son with a serious face, and then turned to look at Xiao Ya wrapped in the quilt.

Xiao Ya trembled with fear at this time, under Huo Yiben's gaze, she felt as humble as an ant at the feet of a human, so she had to lower her head and stare at the pattern on the quilt in a daze.

Who would have thought that Huo Yiben suddenly took two steps forward and came to the bedside, and the Nine Heavens Cloud Python Spear pierced Xiao Ya's body directly, and the sheet was immediately infected with red blood.

Huo Wuxian watched all this happen in front of his eyes, and the whole person was speechless in shock. As soon as the gun in his father's hand was closed, Xiaoya's blood fell on his face, but all this was as unreal as a nightmare.

"Why...... Why? Huo Wuxian opened his pupils wide and looked up at his father, his face had turned pale.

Huo Yiben looked down at his son expressionlessly, holding a gun in one hand, and suddenly raised the other hand, giving his son a resounding slap. This slap instantly woke Huo Wuxian from the chaos, and everything around him returned to reality.

"Ah......h

Huo Yiben said on the side: "See how selfish and stupid the life you want is!" Now your second brother is besieged by enemy troops, and if you are still a man, go with me now. ”

Huo Wuxian didn't listen to his father's words, he was simply immersed in his sad world, feeling sorry for Xiaoya, who was still alive just now and is now drenched in blood.

Huo Yiben saw that his son was so unbearable, so he had to forcibly pull him up from the bed. Huo Wuxian did not resist, let his father drag him along, and when he came back to his senses, he had already arrived at a soul stone appliance house in the city.

The old craftsman behind the counter tied his gray hair with a red rope and said to Huo Yiben: "Is it as promised before?" ”

Huo Yiben nodded and said, "That's it." ”

It turned out that Huo Yi was going to take his son on the expedition, but he was worried that he would not have martial arts to defend himself, so he thought that he would become a soul tattoo warrior, at least it was much more practical than letting him start learning the Huo family gun before he was in battle.

"I don't want to be a soul tattooer! I don't want to go to war! I decide my fate myself, I don't need you to take care of it......" Huo Wuxian struggled fiercely, trying to break free from his father's palm.

Seeing this, Huo Yiben didn't talk nonsense with him, and used the gun as a stick to knock the son in front of him unconscious.

It was as if someone was calling their name in the darkness, and the voice seemed to be far away, but it felt like it was right in the ears. Huo Wuxian suddenly remembered his mother, and remembered the time when he was simple and happy when he was a child. Perhaps in his life, a woman is synonymous with his mother, who will pamper him, forgive, and pamper him...... So he was deeply attracted to those women, not out of love for the opposite sex, but to find the shadow of his departed mother in them, and numb his pain with the stimulation of skin and flesh.

When I opened my eyes, my gaze was extremely unstable in shaking. Huo Wuxian turned his head and looked around, and found that he was lying in the carriage of the imperial car.

Raising his hands, he found himself weak, and suddenly noticed that a sun-shaped soul pattern was imprinted on his arm, and his gaze showed a look of horror when he was neutral.

I sat up and felt dizzy in my head. Through the window glass, you can see the mountains and mountains hidden in the clouds and mist in the distance, which is far away from the imperial capital.

Huo Wuxian stretched out his hand to open the car door, but found that it had been locked from the outside, so he shouted outside: "Open the door!" Let me out. But none of the cavalrymen who passed by the car paid any attention to him. So he kicked the window glass with his foot, tried a few times to no avail, I don't know how long he tossed, he felt exhausted, and even had no mood to resist, so he had to lie down again, and fell asleep.

A scoop of cold water poured on Huo Wuxian's face, and he sat up instantly, shivering in the whistling wind. When I looked up, I saw my father standing by the lake with an iron scoop in his hand.

"Stand up." Huo Yiben threw the iron scoop into the iron bucket behind him and said.

Huo Wuxian stood up with his hands propped up on the soft black soil, he didn't know how much time had passed since he had gone from being unconscious to waking up and then falling asleep, but his empty stomach made him realize that it might not be as short as a day or two.

Huo Yiben took out a paper bag from his pocket, handed it to his son, and said, "Eat it." ”

Huo Wuxian took it and opened it to take a look, it was two meat buns that were still warm. He wanted to refuse, but in the end he was defeated by hunger and opened his mouth to chew. The soft chew of the white noodles after entering the mouth, the rich aroma of the meat filling, and the full filling feeling of swallowing into the shriveled belly made Huo Wuxian feel extremely happy and satisfied. Once upon a time, he also had a similar feeling, the first time he ate the pastries made by his mother, the celebration banquet when the eldest brother became the director of Qianjitang, and the wedding ceremony of the second brother and the second sister-in-law.

Huo Yiben looked at his son's gobbling appearance, the cold emotion in his eyes seemed to be warmed, and at the same time, his voice became a little softer than before, and said, "Now try your soul pattern ability." ”

Huo Wuxian swallowed the last bite of the bun and looked at his father in a daze, only then did he realize once again that he had become a soul pattern warrior.

There was a warm energy coming from the soul mark imprint on the arm, like boiling hot blood after intense exercise. A crack immediately tore open in the space beside him, and an otherworldly spirit appeared out of it like a butterfly breaking through a cocoon.

It is four-legged and muscular, covered with silvery-white scales. The lower abdomen was red, as if a flame had been ignited. The silver-colored mane and long tail are like a woman's soft hair, a pair of golden horns are obliquely inserted on the dragon's head, and two golden dragon whiskers are flying under the nose, which is still like a unicorn on the peak, moving like a tiger in the mountains, leaping like a wild dragon out of the sea, and flying like a golden dragon in the sky. This is the thunderbolt-attributed otherworldly soul Thunder Shadow Flying Dragon Horse.