The water was cold, the unconscious man's body trembled, he clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, blood slid down his back, and the air was still quiet with the faint smell of blood. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yue Lin couldn't say a complete sentence, he was covered in blood, after so long, it was the first time that he was beaten like this, even when he was a craftsman, he had never been beaten like this, at most, people who didn't like Yue Lin would glared at him angrily, and then for Shi Zhi's sake, no one did anything to him.

The wound was hot and painful, and the more he frowned, he endured it painfully.

Probably going to die?

Yue Lin suddenly opened his eyes, blood had already covered his eyelids, and Wu Chen's whimper was close to his ears.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and the more he turned his back to the gate, he could not see the comer, but the footsteps of the comer were hurried, and in vain, the man ran.

"Extremely strong!" This voice was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar, and Yue Lin didn't know why this person was here at this time, because he felt very uncomfortable.

Wu Chan, who finally broke through the encirclement and persuaded Duke, held a sword in his hand, and when he saw that Yue Lin had become a bloody man, he rubbed his bloodshot eyes and said, "Bo Jilie, what are you doing here?" When you executed Yanbei Wuyang, you once said that you would not embarrass the two of them, what are you doing now? ”

On the side, Jian Zan followed behind Wu Chan, and a group of soldiers hurriedly ran into this empty hall, Jian Zan stared at the no longer humanoid Yue Lin, a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, he was big for a while, and several soldiers were tense.

Bo Jilie beat Hatche and said: "Wu Chan, you actually have the courage to come to me again, aren't you afraid that I will kill you now?" ”

"You dare!" Wu Chan held a sword in his hand, he glared at Bo Jilie and said: "If you kill me now, the nobles behind me will definitely not cooperate with you again, how long do you think you can suppress the rebels with your current army?" ”

Jian Zan looked at the other party coldly, and when he heard Bo Jilie's words, he immediately pulled out the long knife in his hand, as if he was ready to make a move at any time.

"Wu Chan, what I am doing now is also for Carthage, if these two people don't deal with it, what will other Zhongzhou cities think of us Carthage? Impotent? Weak? Will they still send us troops to continue suppressing the rebels? Bo Jilie stared at Wu Chan, his expression gradually turned cold, and this loud voice sounded in the main hall, with the sound of blood and water.

Wu Chan laughed, stared at Bo Jilie, and sneered: "Now do you admit that you can't suppress the rebels anymore?" So how did you do it in the first place? If it weren't for your tyranny, Carthage wouldn't have had such a day! It's all your fault! ”

"My fault?" Bo Ji laughed fiercely, and he didn't say a word.

Bo Jilie couldn't help but sneer, there is no way to force the Zhongzhou people to participate in the battle, the Carthage civil war will definitely beat Carthage into a mess, if the Zhongzhou people are allowed to recuperate, then it will be a great danger to Carthage after the war, and the barbarian tourists in the south, shouldering the heavy responsibility of Carthage's decline, Bo Jilie must kill people and establish power, otherwise the Zhongzhou people will not listen to Carthage, and Carthage will be even more dangerous.

"Jianzan, put him down." Wu Chan couldn't bear to look at Yue Lin's bloody appearance now.

Bo Jilie snorted coldly.

"Wu Chan, you'd better not disobey the marshal's orders, what kind of identity do you think you are now, but you have Elder Duke to help you, otherwise you are nothing now!" Quint on the side asked anxiously, and the turquoise eyes on an ordinary face turned around twice, and he looked at Wu Chan, and soon he realized that something was wrong—Wu Chan was too calm, and he didn't seem to worry about the punishment of the patriarchs at all.

In the main hall, on the white stone pillars, the brazier burned violently, each of the eight pillars was burning with raging fire, and there were sparks dancing in the air.

Wu Chen was forced to kneel on the ground, looking from his direction, he could only see the blood-colored outline of the approach, he seemed to be about to die, his body had no ups and downs, Wu Chen turned his head to look at Wu Chan, a pair of bloodshot eyes seemed to be asking for help.

Wu Chan could see the meaning in Wu Chen's eyes, and he nodded without a trace.

Seeing this, Jian Zan immediately took out the hemostatic medicine he was carrying and touched Yue Lin's wound.

Boom Boom Boom –

The soldiers who came from outside the door rushed into the quaint hall, Jian Zanhun suddenly raised his vigilance, and carefully supported Yue Lin, and handed Yue Lin to Wu Chan's hands, only to see Wu Chan a princess hugging Yue Lin into the air, but the person in his arms had obviously lost consciousness and did not make any sound.

"Let's go."

"If the Yanbei City Lord dies, you don't have to try for me to continue to cooperate with you!" Wu Chan was not afraid, he hugged Yue Lin and walked out, he immediately left a word, and the soldiers and Jian Zan on the side immediately followed Wu Chan, followed Wu Chan around, and left.

Quint hesitantly looked at the back of Wu Chan leaving, turned his head and asked Bo Jilie, "Just let him go like this?" ”

"What can I do? His daring to come today shows that he has convinced Duke, and now that we are cooperating, even this rebellion is difficult to suppress, and if Wu Chan decides not to cooperate anymore, Carthage will really be finished. ”

"Throw him into the dungeon." Bo Ji waved his hand, and he said a little tiredly.

Three days later –

The wound on his body began to form a cocoon, and the more he came to the call of the sun, he slowly opened his eyes, the wound was painful, his face was pale, and Wu Chan on the side showed a smile and said, "Wake up, eat something." ”

Yue Lin felt the warmth of the quilt, his head was still a little foggy, and when he opened his eyes and saw Wu Chan's handsome face, he immediately asked in surprise, "Am I here?" I am here? What about Wu Chen?! ”

"Don't worry, he's fine now." Wu Chan touched Yue Lin's forehead, he still had a high fever, and the first thing he did when he saw Yue Lin wake up was to ask Wu Chen, and said with a wry smile: "You have a good rest first, you are still very weak now, and the wounds on your body still need to be rubbed, don't think too much about other things." ”

Yue Lin coughed and looked at Wu Chan, and said, "How can I not worry, Bo Jilie, Bo Jilie will kill him!" ”

"Don't worry, with me, no one will kill him now, and no one will be able to kill you." Wu Chan smiled slightly, and before the words fell, Jian Zan walked in with a serious look on his face, and said with a serious expression: "My lord, Lord Duke wants to see you, maybe it is for you to save Yue Linwu, should we go now, or wait a while?" ”

"Oh." Wu Chan raised his eyebrows and glanced at Jian Zan, displeased to be disturbed, put down the bowl in his hand, shook his head slightly and said, "I'll see him later." ”

Jian Zan hesitated for a moment and said, "But Lord Duke, wouldn't it be bad not to go now?" You are in Carthage without the support of Lord Duke......"

"Don't worry, Duke won't stop supporting me because of this." Wu Chan said confidently,

If it weren't for Duke, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago, Duke let go of himself, the great lord and Wu Xiang, but unfortunately Duke's power was not as strong as it is now, and now if there is no support from himself and the army in his hands, Carthage's defense line will only collapse faster than now!

Wu Chan was a little funny, he didn't expect the mercenary legion and the slave legion to be so brave on the battlefield, with Carthaginian weapons, killing the enemy bravely, compared to those soldiers who have not fought all year round, I don't know how many times stronger! Now Carthage still needs itself, and as long as it needs itself, they will not dare to do it to themselves.

Trembling all over, he looked at Wu Chan and asked, "Because of saving me?" ”

He didn't quite know what was going on, but from the conversation between the two, he could guess that it was probably because after saving him that day, Wu Chan's situation had become awkward.

After these months of war, Yue Lin still clearly knew Wu Chan's current status in Carthage, because of the decision of the great nobles to be welcomed back, because of the extremely brave army in his hands, the status in Carthage became vain.

Wu Chan smiled and replied, "Don't worry, Patriarch Duke is from my side, he is my former Witch in Carthage, and he brought me into the temple. He just wanted to talk to me when he saw me. ”

Yue Lin nodded slightly, and the look on Jian Zan on the side was slightly uneasy, it turned out that the patriarch was Lord Wuchan's Ah Wu? Only then did he know why Duke chose Wu Chan, and his eyes were full of incredulity, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Jianzan, go down." Wu Chan ordered, and Jian Zan immediately hurried down, not appearing in front of Yue Lin and Wu Chan.

On the other side –

Bo Jilie roared, and suddenly the hall was silent, and the old man on the high platform stared at Bo Jilie coldly and said: "Bo Jilie, don't forget that we put you in the position of marshal, and we can also pull you down." ”

The old man's voice was cold, without a trace of emotion, as if it was cold water in the snow, he sat on a wicker chair, and continued: "Wu Chan has an army in his hands, I don't want to fight with him, now that Carthage is in danger under your management, do you really want Carthage to fall in your hands?" ”

"Ridiculous!" Bo Jilie scolded angrily, met the old man's cold gaze and said, "Is it because he has an army? Nothing more than a bunch of slaves and a few mercenaries! How much of a contribution can he play in the Carthaginian war? Without my soldiers, you would have been killed by the rebels! ”

"You're right." The old man nodded slowly, he tilted his head and said, "He may not be of much use, but we need him to charge for us, as long as he still has soldiers in his hands, I will not allow you to touch him!" ”

As soon as the old man's words fell, several soldiers on the side stepped forward and made a gesture of invitation to Bo Jilie, who looked at the old man and the nobles sitting at the round table with resentment, and he turned around and left without looking back.

A hoarse voice sounded, and the old man held his forehead and said, "Okay, let's continue." ”

On the side, several old men dressed similarly to the old man saw that Bo Jilie had completely left, and they all expressed their fullness, and said: "Elder Dai, Bo Jilie is too arrogant, he was rude to us just now, do we still want to keep him?" ”

The man known as Elder Dai whispered: "Don't keep him, when the rebellion is over, do you really want Wu Chan to be the marshal of Carthage?" ”

In the main hall, there is no brazier, at this time only the oil lamp is lit on the table, through the window on the wall, the sun shines to barely see the hall clearly, the old man lying on the chair takes a closer look, his face is full of tiredness, his face is pale, he should be in poor health at the time, the skin like the bark of a tree is like a lifeless skeleton, at any time will be lifeless, and he will die immediately.

When the old man asked this, several people who were originally dissatisfied with Bo Jilie suddenly closed their mouths, heard the old man's cough, and immediately said, "Elder, you should rest more." ”

The old man shook his head, was helped up from the wicker chair, and said to the people sitting at the round table in an extremely hoarse voice: "Now is the time of the Carthaginian crisis, don't trouble me, I don't want you to clash with Wu Chan or Bo Ji again, if no one goes to the front to command the army, then I can only let everyone here!" ”

"I don't think any of you here have ever commanded an army, right? So it's best not to trouble them, and when the war in Carthage has subsided, it's up to you what you want. ”

"Yes, sir!" Suddenly, the nobles in front of the round table lowered their heads, not daring to disobey, watching the old man being helped to leave, hearing the old man's words, all of them suddenly turned pale, let them go to the battlefield, it is better to kill them directly, the nobles cultivated in Kaigu's luxurious life will only intrigue, they have never been on the battlefield, and they don't want to go to the battlefield at all.

The day was getting brighter, and after eating liquid food for a while, Yue Lin, who had been lying in bed for a while, felt a little better in spirit, and only heard Wu Chan talk about his experience before and after Carthage, Kaigu's fun, delicious food.

Yue Lin didn't want to listen to these things, he only cared if Wu Chen was still alive now, was he alive and well?

"Is Wu Chen okay?" After listening to Wu Chan's words, Yue Lin hesitated, he knew that the other party would be unhappy when he asked Wu Chan about Wu Chen's situation, but he was really too eager to know Wu Chen's situation, the high fever had subsided, and Yue Lin had some strength.

Wu Chan stiffened, smiled helplessly and said, "He is in the dungeon, don't worry, no one will torture him." ”

"I think you will want to know about the situation in Wuyang, I have his body burned and sprinkled on Qishuizhipan, this is for you." Wu Chan took out a small bottle from his heart and said, "This is the rest of the ashes, I think you will want it." ”

Yue Lin took the gray clay pot in Wu Chan's hand with trembling hands, he couldn't cry, touched his tears and said, "I still can't believe it, Abba is dead." ”

"I remember when I first arrived in Yanyi, when I saw Abba, he was still very energetic, if we don't leave the Lonely Mountain and don't come here, will everything be different, will Abba not die?" The more excited he cried, and the tears were left behind.

Yue Lin was crying, Wu Chan on the side handed over a handkerchief, didn't know how to comfort Yue Lin, just sighed and said, "Don't cry." ”

Wu Chan sighed, he hugged Yue Lin with his hand, if it was usually Yue Lin, I am afraid that Wu Chan would have been pushed away, but at this time, Yue Lin is uncomfortable, he can have a hug to rely on and cry, how can he not have the idea of refusal.

Looking at Yue Lin, who was crying speechless, the corners of his eyes were still moist, Wu Chan sighed helplessly, he didn't expect that even Wu Chen's father had such a deep relationship with Yue Lin.

I really don't have any hope at all! Wu Chan laughed at himself.

In the dark corridor, the man's hands were clasped by rusty chains, and there were no wounds on his body, but as long as he took a closer look, he knew that the man was unwell, his eyes had lost focus, and he didn't open his eyelids when he heard footsteps, and the only optical fiber was a vent in this dungeon that was only the size of a man's fist, and a ray of light fell, letting the man know that it was still daytime.

Bo Jilie walked into the damp dungeon, and he stared at Wu Chen.

Wu Chen felt that the eyes of the visitor had been staring directly at him, he opened his tired eyes, saw the appearance of the other party, and suddenly roared wildly: "Bo Ji Fierce!" How dare you come! Sooner or later, I'll cut off your head! ”

Bo Jilie smiled coldly, tilted his head, he looked at Wu Chen condescendingly, and said, "Do you think I will be afraid if you say something that threatens me like this?" As long as I want to kill you, I can let you die without a place to be buried, by the way, that witch of yours is now where Wu Chan is, Wu Chan is not ordinary to him. ”

"Haha, as long as you don't kill Yue Lin, I don't think Wu Chan will care about your life or death, right?" Bo's fierce voice rang out in the dark prison, and he said with a smile.

Wu Chen glanced at Bo Jilie and said, "You get out of here." ”

The man sneered and said, "Look at you are so pitiful, alone in the dungeon, but he is in Wu Chan's arms, I really feel sorry for you." ”

With a creak, the door was shut, and there was no more sound, leaving only a lonely man in the dark dungeon.

Looking up to the sky, he sighed, unspeakable sadness.

Abba......

Thinking of Wuyang, Wu Chen's heart seemed to be twisted by a knife.

In the dark, Wu Chen opened his eyes, his eyes were full of blood and anger, and he had tears in his eyes, "If he dies, someone will take care of him, it's fine." ”

Snow-capped, facing the cold wind blowing, blowing over people's faces, the more they approached, the more they wore a blue robe, the neckline was a white fox fur, as if they had changed their outfits.

The man accompanying him was wearing a white battle robe, with a sword at his waist, brown hair and blue eyes, and he looked forward to it.

"Today is the festival of love between men and women in Carthage, and you see that it never forms a river of ice cream."

Today is an important holiday of Carthage, and Carthage, which was originally lifeless, finally gained a touch of popularity at this time, and men and women, young and old, came out of their homes.

Yue Lin let Wu Chan pull himself to sit on the boat, on the bank of the Qi River, the water is murmuring, a song and laughter, the more Lin looks at the river, but only full of grief and indignation.

The Qihe Festival of Carthage is still held, and men and women who love each other today can exchange tokens, and they can also make a marriage contract today, and engrave each other's names on their chests.