Chapter 122: The Wind Rises (3)

"Is the manpower on the road arranged?"

There was a deliberate sound of footsteps by the door, and the man naturally lowered his palm, and there was no trace of abnormality on his face.

"Your Highness, rest assured, everything has been arranged, the people sent out are led by the dark one, and they are equipped with those things, even if Liu Gongzi is really peerless in martial arts, it is impossible to escape from their encirclement."

Duan Jinrui listened to Hu Heng's report quietly, and didn't make a sound, for a long time, when Hu Heng thought that he had no doubts, the man lightly opened his thin lips: "Don't snub him!" “

"Except for the temporary lack of freedom, all food, clothing, housing and transportation will be the best!"

Hu Heng bent over, picked up the things on the table in front of Duan Jinrui, and replied in a low voice.

"Well, you do something, this palace can rest assured!"

Bowing his head lightly, Duan Jinrui praised him like this, and the smile like Maitreya Buddha on Hu Heng's face became more and more prosperous, although he has always had some slight words about the relationship between Duan Jinrui and Liu Moyan, but as long as Duan Jinrui officially gave the order, Hu Heng would complete it carefully and meticulously.

The man's approval at this time is the greatest praise for Hu Heng as a holy person like this.

Duan Jinrui stood up and pushed open the door by himself, the early morning wind was cool, blowing the hair on his forehead, gently, softly, but it made his brain more and more sober: "The wind is blowing......"

Sighing, the meaning is unknown, the man pushed Hu Heng from wanting to drape the cloak on his shoulders, opened his arms, looked into the distance, the light in his eyes was indifferent to a long wisp of affection, contradictory, but naturally intertwined, the deep and indescribable dark waves, with the change of light between the fluctuations of the clouds, more and more people want to explore the mystery, but they are afraid to find out the secret, first step into the mysterious whirlpool.

"Your Highness, your body has not yet recovered!"

Duan Jinrui's sigh of the wind, except for himself, no one understands or does not need to understand the deep meaning, Hu Heng, who was still smiling happily, has a bitter face, and he is unwilling to put down the cloak in his hand, and he can't do it if he doesn't put it down, so he can only persuade him from where he should be in charge.

"Hehe......"

With a chuckle, there was no smile in his eyes, Duan Jinrui didn't look back: "Hu Heng, there are still many things to do in this palace, and it won't fall so easily!" “

"And ......"

The knobby fingers clasped the wooden railing: "Hongu doesn't mean to be a stepping stone for anyone!" “

It was obviously a low voice, but it contained domineering and murderous intent, like a piece of truth that no one disobeyed, shuttling with the wind, making the only audience behind him unconsciously more respectful.

Relying on the wind to resist the void, the figure of the man, at this moment, is extraordinarily handsome and high-spirited. Hu Heng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, such Duan Jinrui is the master he knows, not the man who has a long love for his children, only in this way can he achieve the final victory with the ambition to move forward and give up his own will, have the calculation of strategizing, and have the real ability.

The wind and sand fluttered with the cool breeze, the dead leaves swirled with the faint rotation, the horses kicked down and delicately crossed one small or big obstacle after another, and the wind galloped, throwing all the scenery behind them, and the hot air erupted from the horse's nose, becoming a small milky white cyclone, and the white clothes that were torn by the strong wind and danced backwards, agile and wild.

Since Liu Moyan has promised Duan Jinrui to return to Beijing, and has determined that the man is safe now, he will naturally not delay more, and he also has a lot of things to deal with, not to mention Yin Jinxi's problem, that is, he left Beijing without authorization, so he needs to explain more, after all, in order to prevent rebellion and turmoil, a rule in the DPRK and China is that officials from all over the country are not allowed to leave their places without a purpose or without transfer, especially in the capital.

He was led out of the remote valley by the people in the valley, took the map prepared by the other party, and hurried towards the capital.

The low body is to reduce the resistance of the wind and air, but Liu Moyan's bright phoenix eyes, although they are slightly narrowed, are not sharp, always looking ahead, Duan Jinrui has already been attacked once, whether it is out of his own cautious habits or the vigilance after being bitten by a snake, he has not relaxed his vigilance, but outsiders can't see it.

The pupils in his eyes shrank suddenly, and more than ten zhang ahead, the sunlight passed through the clouds, just passing by, and the crystal light dissipated the moment it came into view, and the hand that grabbed the reins tightened suddenly.

The reins in Liu Moyan's hand pulled back, and the galloping horse slowed down knowingly, wanting to stop his steps, his wrist shook vigorously, and the black horse turned half of his body, and it could stop at that point of crystal about a zhang or so under such a speed.

Fang Cai has never stopped all the way, the road behind him has never been seen, the road ahead, but it is faintly visible, looking high from the horse's back, it is like a snake that winds continuously, the snake body is circling, the snake tail does not come out, it looks messy, but the valley behind him is firmly hidden behind the layers of obstacles, the man's face suddenly shone with a chuckle, looking at the road that seems to be uninhabited, the red lips lightly opened: "Everyone has been waiting here for a long time, hard work!" “

The moment the words fell, Liu Moyan's body was instantly volleyed, the white clothes were flying, like a flying swallow, the tip of the boot was lightly on the horseback, and the white clothes were rolled up in the man's hand, and the drizzle-like silver needles fell one by one, and the dinging sound continued, and the ordinary mountain and stone road rose and fell in an instant, and the camouflage with a similar color to the ground was lifted, revealing people holding syringes.

The black horse screamed, because it was too big to dodge, and was shot by several silver needles, shook its body a few times, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Liu Moyan gave some special treatment to this horse named Rui Rui, his smiling face instantly condensed, the soft sword at his waist slid into his palm, sneered a few times, the sword qi flew, and several protruding places on the four sides were torn apart by the sword qi, and the silver silk thread was broken, because Liu Moyan shot extremely fast, some people couldn't dodge, and were injured by the sword qi, and the blood dyed the transparent silk thread that served as a tripwire into blood.

"If Childe doesn't stop, don't blame us for being polite!"

The path is not big, occupied by these people, Liu Moyan instantly had a feeling that he had nowhere to escape, his pupils constricted, the soft sword backhand hung behind him, a drop of bright blood slid down the hilt of the sword, and with a click, a drop of muddy and beautiful blood rolled down the soil, shattered into eight petals, mixed with gray-yellow-brown, and turned into a filthy color.