Chapter Twenty-Four: Heroes Save Beauty
Su Xizi had never seen a beast, so he was naturally afraid, and his body couldn't help but tremble. The tone changed slightly, "There really are beasts. Ah Zhi be careful. β
Su Zhi nodded, the wolf pack's eyes glowing green at the end of the sunset. I couldn't help but think of the first time I came, and I was also frightened by this beast and my legs trembled. If it weren't for Lian Chiyuan's time when he didn't come early or late, where would he be.
Lovesick and out of control.
Lian Yan held the jade flute, slowed down, and blocked in front of the two, "Don't be afraid, girl, just hide behind me." β
Su Xizi looked at the tall figure in front of him and couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, and he stepped forward when he met for the first time, and the gentleman was also.
The wolves were restless and restless, and surrounded the three of them, and they were about to explode.
Su Zhi rushed forward with a silver sword in his hand to fight with the wolves, this wild wolf seemed to have been hit with hormones, and he could still get up and continue to bite her after being stabbed with two swords. Su Xizi's eyes were bloody, his heart was cold, and he sat on the ground with soft steps.
Su Zhi was fighting with the wild wolf in front of him, and he didn't care about the rear, and the wild wolf came in just a gap. Su Xizi couldn't help but cover his face and screamed, only feeling half a minute of warmth on his face, but there was no pain on his body, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a delicate face that had been magnified several times.
Lian Yan protected her in front of her, her left arm was bitten by wolf fangs, and blood overflowed, which was a terrifying scene. Su Xizi was stunned, she looked at Lian Yanjun's face, and her heart was sour.
The corner of Lian Yan's mouth smiled, bright as a shadow. "Is the girl alright?"
Just this sentence made Su Xizi's sixteen-year-old girl's heart melt into a piece of warm water, and every cell was drunk in it. She opened her mouth, tugged at the hem of Lian Yan's clothes, and cried out.
When he saw Lotus Death's left arm again, his anger burned to the extreme. As soon as his footsteps turned, the sword in his hand also changed. With a sword, the wolf that bit the lotus was chopped into seven or eight pieces. In an instant, the top of the mountain became a wreckage field full of messy and fishy smells.
Su Zhi pulled up his coat on the ground, draped it on Su Xizi's body, opened his mouth to call the princess, and hesitated. He only said, "It's all about it." We can go home. β
Su Xizi opened his eyes with trembling eyelashes, ignored the dream, and only looked at Lian Yan's eyelashes trembling and said, "Will you die?" You've bled a lot. β
Lian Yan's eyes deepened, and she looked at each other, "Does the girl want me to die?" β
Su Xizi shook his head suddenly, "I don't want to." Don't want to. I don't want you dead. β
Lian Yan pursed her lips and smiled, covering her left arm that was still bleeding and got up, "Then you can't die if you go down." Stretching out his hand and handing her the jade flute, "If the girl can still remember, she will blow this jade flute." β
Standing behind Su Xiezi, he only felt separated from the world.
'Little junior sister, little junior sister. 'But who is the man in front of you?' He doesn't look at her, he doesn't recognize her, he doesn't talk to him. He kissed me and me with a princess of another country, like a mountain alliance and a sea oath. It was as if a bloody hole had been pierced in my heart, and I was bleeding. It's not that you admit your mistake, but you admit your mistake.
When Lian Yan's back disappeared into the woods, he was still looking at his back in a daze. Su Xizi coughed, rubbing his arm like a child coquettishly, "He's mine." β
Su Zhi smiled bitterly, "What does the princess say again?" β
"I saw that you were so fascinated by it, I thought you liked him too."
Su Zhi shook his head, "I have someone I like." β
Su Xizi was so overwhelmed by emotion that he forgot about such a terrifying picture in front of him, and said with a smile, "Could it be the imperial brother." β
I was stunned for a moment. If you are questioned, won't you have to go through the gang, so you simply don't speak.
Su Xizi raised his face and smiled at the one who stopped smiling, who said that children are all simple and nonsense. This Su Xizi is also an easily moved master, and only one hero saved the beauty and captured the child's heart. said that others should discuss themselves before, in all fairness, Lian Chiyuan still fished himself out of the beast's mouth at the beginning, and he fished out his heart as well. The pot calling the kettle black.
Suddenly, a deafening scream came from the top of the mountain.
"Okay, a lot of blood."
"The princess didn't just see it now."
Biting his lip, he nodded weakly.
"The princess is only concerned about the future of the concubine." Unspeakably unhappy.
Nodding weakly, he reported his waist, "You say, where will he go?" Was his injury serious? Ah Zhi, I don't know what his name is. β
Then you play the flute, if you play the flute, people will come out. Su Zhi shouted in his heart with an extremely angry and hateful heart, gritting his teeth.
Dead lotus, stinky slut. It's definitely deliberately coming to her to flirt with the beauty, naΓ―ve and hateful. It took such a big price. Thinking of Lian Yan's injury, the long-awaited abuse also stopped abruptly. But who is he, he is a brother who can mischievous more than her.
But what about Chi Yuan. Where are you now? What are you doing? How could he let the lotus corpse risk coming to Fengtian to contaminate right and wrong.
Thinking of Chi Yuan, he only felt that his heart was cut off piece by piece, and he suffered from Ling Chi.
The branches on the moon, hanging at the end of the sunset, exude a miserable white halo proudly.
Su stopped raising his whip and protected Su Xizi, who was wrapped in a pale pink coat in front of him, in his arms. The sound of horses' hooves echoed through the woods, and their long hair was lifted by the wind.
When I returned to the Imperial City, it was late at night. Bypassing the gates, the officers and soldiers chose a sparsely populated city wall and went up the wall. The moment he landed, the fire in front of him was bright, and the two of them were clearly illuminated.
Su Xizi was still wearing a long-awaited coat, and her little hands were holding her tightly. The cells that are restless in their hearts are clamoring so much.
Hundreds of officers and soldiers stood around the inner wall with torches, and had already laid an ambush to catch turtles in an urn. When the two of them came, they immediately surrounded them.
"Take it." No. 7 was still dressed in black, and his eyes were so cold that he looked at him.
"Stop. Who dares to give Ben Gong the initiative to try. Su Xiazi stood in front of Su Zhi and shouted to Seven.
"Princess." No. 7 bent down, and a cadre of officers and soldiers behind him knelt on the ground in a hurry.
Unable to stop the blood stains on her white clothes, she was not alarmed by what she saw, as if she had expected it. He looked at Seven with a calm pair of eyes.
It's a stalemate. Another group of people came from afar.
Su Gurong was the leader, with a cold face, and when he arrived in front of him, he glanced at Su Zhi and Su Xizi, and glanced at Su Zhi, "Su Zhi, you are so bold, you dare to take the princess out of the palace without permission." β
"I asked her to take me out of the palace." Su Xizi raised his neck and said loudly, "If the imperial brother is weird, blame me." β
"Shut up. Number Seven, take the princess away. β
"Subordinates obey."
Su Xizi struggled, "You let me go." Brother Huang, Brother Huang, you listen to me, Brother Huang, Brother Huang. The voice choked slightly, and gradually drifted away.
Su Gurong took two steps forward, lifted the collar of the sustained shirt closer to him, and pressed it close to his chest. "You should be glad that you have achieved this virtue, and the drama is fine, if because of you and her, there is a half-point difference, even if you have a hundred lives, it will not be enough for me to cut it."
Su Zhi raised his eyes to look at him, and said coldly, "It's the slave's fault, please punish His Royal Highness the Prince." β
Su Gurong smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Punishment, self-punishment." Not only to be punished, but also to be punished severely. As soon as he let go of his fingers, he put it down. With a wave of his big hand, "If someone comes, the rod will be punished a hundred." Kneeling facing the Prince's Hall for three days. so that she can see who her master really is. β
After listening to it, he also smiled lightly, his white clothes were lightly raised, and Ying Ying knelt down. "Prince Xie."
Su Gurong stretched out his hand to help her up, "Mo Xie." Don't play with your little cleverness for me. If he plays with fire and burns himself, this prince will never be soft. I'm not Lian Chi Yuan. Even if I love roses, I will pull out the thorns when I get them. β
Su stopped lowering his eyes, "The slave doesn't dare." The slave and the maid will go and confess. β
The more Su Gurong hated, the more he hated, the more he dreamed of it. Walk away.
Turning his eyes to the officers and soldiers who were about to take him down, he whispered, "The slave and maid will go by themselves, and please lead the way." β
The officer and soldier were stunned. One left and one right followed Shuzhi's side, but he didn't stretch out his hand to hold her.
Su Zhi followed the large army step by step and walked slowly, but he was cold to this palace in his heart. It stands to reason that it should not be Su Gurong who covers the sky with one hand to punish her at this time, it should be the emperor of Fengtian. There is no news leaking in the palace at all. Unconsciously looked at this evil beast Su Gurong, who was only twenty, could it.
My heart sank.
Fengtian prison, iron chains, shackles, planks like ice. He was lying on a wooden chair, his long hair scattered. The delicate face is pale by the candlelight. The sound of wooden planks touching skin echoed through the empty room.
Su Gurong sat sideways opposite Su Zhi, supporting his head with one hand, tapping the armrest with the other, and his fingertips fell together with the rhythm of the plank. Jun had a natural expression on his face, and a pair of long, narrow and cunning eyes stared at the expression on his face when he was scolded by the cane.
The severe pain in her body gradually paralyzed, and she began to sweat in front of her forehead, but her eyes did not move at all, as if the board was not hitting her. The thoughts gradually drifted into a trance, and they were pulled into old grinding pieces that were jammed, and they were shown intermittently.
"Your Royal Highness the Prince, a hundred rods have been beaten."
Is it over? A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. It was only during the sudden pause that I felt the pain of the skin.
Su Gurong got up, walked in front of Su Zhi, leaned over and pulled Su Zhi's hair, forcing her to look at herself.
"Do you know it's wrong?"
"The slave has long been wronged." When I opened my mouth, I found that my strength was a little unable to keep up, as if every word I said involved the wounds on my body.
Su Gurong looked deeply at the long-awaited eyes, and suddenly remembered the scene of Shi Yuan's eyes, her eyes were misty, her cheeks were slightly red, and her eyes were bent and her laughter was like a silver bell, and the anger in her heart ignited a little.
And he had never seen that kind of look. She will always be respectful to him, forever hateful to the bone, forever without wind and waves, forever not knowing how to surrender, never know how to please, and never know how to approach.
With a twist of his palm, he raised his chin, "Sooner or later, you will recognize who is your master." "The delicate and beerous face is chilling.
Let it go.
"Take it to the door of the prince's palace and kneel." Leave the last sentence and leave.
I didn't like the long-term stop of being touched by others, and insisted on walking to the prince's hall by myself after Su Gurong and the others left. The skin and flesh behind him were all rotten, and he begged the prison chief to wrap him in a coarse linen robe. The cold wind blew, and the skinned backs were as hot as salt.