Yuwen Kejian's subordinates were fierce, and they slashed most of the dozen or so guards accompanying him in just a few round-trips. Even though Yu Fuyao is strong in martial arts, his two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands, he didn't dare to fight, so he protected Yuwen Chengji in front of him, and galloped away in the northeast direction.

How could Yuwen Kejian return to the mountain? Immediately ordered his men to chase all the way non-stop.

Sunrise and sunset, sunset like ...... Yu Fuyao didn't know how long he had been on the run.

He knew that the Yiwang Mansion had exploded, and there was such a big fire, it was impossible for the court to be unaware. Yu Wenrui and Jing Yan are not confused, they will not be so troubled by this matter, they will definitely send someone to thoroughly investigate the matter of King Yi's mansion, those evidence that can't be blown up and burned clean, it doesn't take a lot, the secret affairs of the lord will be known to the whole world, and then they will not be able to escape the fate of being hunted down. Instead of waiting until that time to make plans, it is better to take the first step and go directly to the young lord of Beizheng. With the protection of the young lord, I believe that the lord's illness will also improve. One day in the future, when the time is ripe, the young lord wields a lion and points his sword at the surrounding soil, and he can also snow today's shame.

Although he thought like this in his heart, but looking at himself, and then looking at the only three remaining guards, Yu Fuyao suddenly felt gloomy. In particular, he was so focused on protecting Yuwen Chengji that he didn't have time to take care of Ruyi, who was surrounded by Yuwen Kejian's men. I don't know what happened to her, whether she is dead or alive......

Yu Fuyao sighed, in the end, it is difficult to achieve both love and righteousness! That's it, I don't want to think about it anymore.

With red eyes, he shook his head, pointed to the dark mountain shadow in front of him, and raised his voice: "Brothers! Turn around the mountain pass in front of us, and someone will come to meet us! ”

The three people who followed him were really sleepy, and they were chased all the way like lost dogs, and they couldn't wait to see a savior at this time. In exhaustion, when I heard his words, I regained some strength, and I wanted to go over the mountain pass immediately.

As soon as Yu Fuyao's words fell, in the dark night, the sound of horses' hooves faintly came from the direction they came from.

Everyone was almost frightened by this familiar voice, and they didn't dare to delay any longer, so they hurriedly whipped and turned towards the mountain pass.

It's finally here!

Yu Fuyao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then worriedly called the person in front of him: "Lord? How are you? We have finally arrived at the meeting place agreed with the young lord, and one hour further, it is the boundary of Beizheng! ”

Yuwen Chengji's condition was extremely poor, running all the way, almost losing most of his life, he groaned, "I don't know if I can ...... I saw Qing'er alive......"

"Don't say such discouraged words, the young lord will definitely come to answer our letter when he receives it."

As he was talking, two men, a middle-aged man and a young man, appeared halfway up the mountain.

Dressed in black, not covered.

By the light of the moonlight, Yuwen Chengji's dizzy old eyes suddenly saw clearly-

"Qing'er! My Qing'er! His old, shrill voice echoed through the air.

The young man on the other side frowned.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves was near, more than a dozen cold lights flashed at the same time, more than a dozen long knives came out of their sheaths, more than a dozen people didn't say a word, and more than a dozen horses rushed straight towards Yu Fuyao and his party.

It doesn't mean that Fu Yao drew his knife to fight, and the middle-aged man on the mountainside suddenly raised his hand in the air and shouted: "Shoot!" ”

In an instant, dozens of arrows shot at Yuwen Kejian's men at the same time, and then a series of screams resounded in the night sky. There are also those who rush to kill, and they urgently use long knives to block arrows, but they can't stand the second round of strong shooting.

In this way, in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen masked people did not leave a single mouth alive, and they all fell off their horses, and even the horses under the seats were not spared, and they were all shot into blood gourds.

Yu Fuyao was stunned at first, but when he saw the dead corpses and dead horses everywhere, he was overjoyed.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for saving your life! Excuse me, are you the brother of the Young Lord? He hugged his fists halfway up the mountain and said loudly.

He didn't think about the other party but didn't say anything, as if everything that happened before was his hallucination. Only the bloody breath that gradually drifted in the air reminded him that the qiē in front of him was not his imagination.

The three guards behind him had already lost their breath, and one of them couldn't help but shout, "Our chief manager asks you something...... Yes! ”

A scream was followed by the sound of a "plop" falling off the horse, and then the man was out of breath.

Yu Fuyao's hair stood on end.

The situation in front of him was completely unexpected.

Are these people really the subordinates of the Young Lord? Why do you do it to your own people?

For a moment, there was silence. The remaining two guards were shocked by the death of the person before, let alone speak, and they didn't dare to move.

"Qing'er! Is it you...... Qing'er" Yuwen Seungji's weak voice cut through the terrible silence. He was on his horse, trembling and stretching out his hand halfway up the mountain, as if to reach the young man's body.

The young man frowned again, and couldn't help but whisper: "Uncle Xiao, these people ......"

The middle-aged man pretended not to hear his inquiry, and said loudly to the three horses and four people under his feet: "Reverse Zhou, do you want to calculate my Da Zheng?" It's a pity that you miscalculated! ”

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand in mid-air.

Yu Fuyao's martial arts cultivation is high, and his ear voice is quite good, this time he can hear it clearly-

As the middle-aged man raised his hand, the faint sound of the bowstring taut was heard, it was the sound of the dementor that the arrow was about to leave the string.

"Wait!" Yu Fuyao was afraid that the other party would blurt out the word "shooting", so he hurriedly said, "Your Excellency is from the mansion of Taiwei Zheng?" ”

As he spoke, his gaze turned to the young man beside the middle-aged man, "Childe looks familiar......

The middle-aged man robbed him: "Reverse Zhou thief, don't come to bewitch my son-in-law!" ”

Yu Fuyao's pupils shrank, "You are Yu ......"

"Poof" -

Thanks to his timely dodge, the arrow was only nailed to his left shoulder, so as not to hurt the vital point.

Yu Fuyao was bitter and hateful, gritted his teeth and said: "You dare to disobey the young lord, do you know who is in front of you......"

The middle-aged man didn't blink his eyes, and with a wave of his palm, an overwhelming array of arrows poured down from the mountainside.

It was destined to be a sleepless night.

The Shangshu of the Criminal Department, Jing Zhaoyin, and the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, together with He Chong, the chief of the inner court guards, knelt in the side hall of the emperor's bedroom, waiting for the order.

The side hall was cold, the cold air on the floor tiles was even more bone-chilling, and the strong wind outside blew, and the inside of the house was also cold.

But no one dared to complain -

The Yiwang Mansion of the Great Zhou Dynasty exploded inexplicably, and another fire was aroused, burning a black miasma into ruins, which was tantamount to a resounding slap in the face to all the officials. The New Year hasn't come out yet, yes, no one should think about it this time.

Except for He Chong, the rest of the adults were waiting for the edict in the emperor's palace for the first time. After all, their majesty is a daughter, although the most noble people in the Great Zhou are all women, and the status of women is in full swing, but there is still a defense for men and women.

The emperor has never summoned his subordinates in the palace, is it because the matter is urgent?

Several people knelt on the floor tiles, uneasy, and the thought was rolling in their minds.

"Let your mind not be upset and unsettled, and not be moved...... You're biased! "Yun Sujun, the county lord of Anhe, has forgotten the difference between monarchs and ministers, and at this moment she only has the disobedient children she has raised since childhood.

There was still a tear on her eyelashes, but her hands followed the duty of a healer, waving on Yu Wenrui's wounds-

Cut the bleeding linen, carefully disassemble it, dispose of the wound, apply medicine, bandage it...... Coherent.

The explosion and fire of Yiwang's mansion left only the scorched earth and unrecognizable corpses, and Yiwang Yuwenda did not see anyone alive or dead......

When Yu Wenrui heard these news, he was bitter and angry, regretting that he had not understood Yu Wenda's determination to die before, and he felt even more sorry for the entrustment of Jixiang and Queen Monan. The wound in her heart was not neat, and she was in a hurry, the wound cracked, and she fell into the Qiyun Palace. Rao is because of her deep cultivation, so that she will not faint in pain.

At this moment, in the face of Yun Sujun's reproach, especially when he raised his eyes, he crossed Jing Yan's trembling lips that were almost bitten and bleeding, Yu Wenrui squeezed out a smile: "Skin trauma...... Hiss...... It doesn't hurt much...... Oh! Sister, don't poke my wound! ”

Yun Sujun just poked her lightly, with a straight face, but the tears were hard to hide, "Let's see if you have a long memory in the future!" ”

Yu Wenrui grinned, turned around and pulled his shirt to put it on—her serious injury was extremely secretive, and the less people knew about it, the better, and the following people were sent out. She can't let her sister or sister-in-law serve her, right?

The wound is torn, and it really hurts to move!

Yu Wenrui secretly gritted his teeth and endured the pain......

Hey? The clothes are actually worn on their bodies?

Yu Wenrui raised his head in surprise, and what he faced was Jing Yan's tearful eyes.

"Sister-in-law......"

Jing Yan didn't say anything, as if she had lost her language function, she pulled Yu Wenrui's shirt with her hands and put it on her body. seems to be ruthless, but in fact, the cautious and soft trembling action, Yu Wenrui has personally experienced.

"No, it doesn't hurt ......" At this moment, Yu Wenrui also seemed to have lost his language function.

Jing Yan still didn't speak.

It was not the first time she had seen such a hideous wound, ten years ago, the person she loved at the beginning, when she came back, lying there, his chest was such a sharp wound, turned open, like a bloody mouth that could devour a beautiful evil......

The difference, ten years ago, the blood dried up, and the people were cold; And nowadays, blood is hot, and man is hot.

Intense, never-before-seen panic, in an instant, occupied her heart, her god, she forgot where she was, who was beside her, she bit her lip, and a cluster of warm blood oozed out. And what is even warmer is Yu Wenrui's body-

Yes, she hugged Yu Wenrui's half-naked body, tightly.