Aunt Lan knelt on the ground with her body propped up, seeing that she was about to die, Bian Chengwang's pupils shrank, looking at Chang Yue's little face that did not change color, and hugged the wood carving tightly, what surprised him was not this bloody scene, but Chang Yue's calmness, she seemed as if nothing had happened, her face was strong, and the wood carving in her arms had long been stained red with blood.

"Come in......" King Bian Cheng said lightly.

"Aunt Lan, you won't die, if you die, Yue'er will avenge you." Chang Yue actually groped for Aunt Lan beside her and said word by word.

Such resolute words, such cold words, and such a calm breath, all of this may be because she is blind, but, in the eyes of outsiders, she may not know that she is covered with Aunt Lan's blood, even her most beloved wood carving.

At this moment, the iron rod came out directly holding the whole jar, put it on the front desk, wiped the sweat on his forehead, put away the silver, and said seriously: "Don't give the pig too much food, otherwise, the pig will not eat food, the stomach is swollen, and the meat will not grow." ”

Jun Mo was stunned for a moment and muttered to himself, ten catties is so much? I knew to buy less, and I saw that the shopkeeper took the silver in, the money was hard to earn, and the was hard to eat, and I just wanted to say something, but I heard a boom across the street, and hurriedly walked out with ten catties of wine beans.

There are a lot of people gathered outside the door of Lingxi Pavilion, all of them are dressed as officials of Dongchang State, and there is a leading general in front of him, and the general is followed by an old man, the old man is wearing a gray robe, like a national teacher or something, Jun Mo frowned, this has just been gone for a few moments, old ghost, what happened?

In the Lingxi Pavilion, an old man and a young man curled up in the corner, King Bian Cheng helped the old woman up, and the little girl shouted: "Aunt Lan, Aunt Lan ......"

"Chang Yue...... Aunt Lan can't ......"

Aunt Lan was in rags, her flesh and blood were blurred, her hair was scattered, and her face was bloody, as she spoke, mouthfuls of blood spurted out, and King Bian Cheng covered Aunt Lan's mouth and didn't let her continue, looking at Chang Yue's calm face, if she knew that Aunt Lan was dead, she would definitely be sad.

Her empty eyes have aroused the melancholy mood of ordinary people, and if she tears, it is even more impossible to look at directly.

"Chang Yue, don't be afraid, with your uncle here, Aunt Lan will be fine......" King Bian Cheng glanced sideways at Aunt Lan.

Aunt Lan squinted her eyes weakly, as if she was aware of something, nodded lightly and pretended to be calm: "Chang Yue's life is hard, she was born without her mother, she was raised by her mother-in-law, she had a strange illness last year, and state affairs said that Chang Yue's life was lonely, and as long as her relatives who were involved with her would die tragically, so, the old slave took her out of the palace." ”

King Bian Cheng's blue eyes shrank, and the lord was lonely?

Glancing at Chang Yue again, her face was calm, as if she was listening to someone else's story.

"The prince was thinking about his sister so much that he was ordered to kill by the emperor, this uncle...... Changyue ...... Chang Yue said you...... You're safe here...... So...... So ......"

King Bian Cheng's eyes sank, Aunt Lan was already out of breath, and he said softly: "Chang Yue, Aunt Lan is tired and wants to sleep, let's not disturb her." ”

Chang Yue's eyes that didn't reflect anything nodded indifferently, the corners of her mouth twitched a little, King Bian Cheng's heart was cold, she seemed to know that Aunt Lan was dead, under what kind of environment could she train the agility of a blind girl, her senses were so strong.

"Tell uncle, how do you know that uncle is safe here?"

King Bian Cheng pulled her down in front of the table and sat down, reflecting the candle flame, her eyes were still empty, and the wood carving in her hand never let go of it, as if once she put it down, her blind eyes could no longer be found.

"Chang Yue didn't know, but it felt like someone was telling me in a dream." Chang Yue said, constantly touching the wood carving, and the calm and high-spirited on his face.

"Have you ever dreamed of your uncle?" King Bian Cheng's blue eyes were shocked, could it really be Xiaoyu?

Bian Chengwang's eyes were calm but with a hint of longing, even if he couldn't understand that a trace of remnant soul had only been reincarnated for a year, he had to admit that there was a sense of familiarity with the girl in front of him, at least when Xiaoyu entered the reincarnation, she did not drink Meng Po soup according to the process of the underworld, so her memory should exist.

Chang Yue lowered her head and was silent, her eyes flashed with a hint of loss, and King Bian Cheng realized that she couldn't see it, so how could she know what she looked like?

"Rush to spread wild in front of this king, weigh and weigh your own weight."

Jun Mo was holding a jar of wine beans outside the door, although he didn't know what the hell King Bian Cheng was doing, at least he could see the menacing posture on the faces of these people, this point, he was angry, and posed in front of him, except for the old ghost, no one else was allowed to change.

"Who are you? Catch up with General Ben's errand, it seems that you are impatient. The general who took the lead, with a battle armor and a long knife at his waist, spoke sonorously and powerfully, and said, pressing his right hand on the long knife at his waist: "Do you know who Lao Tzu is?" ”

"I want to hear about it."

Jun Mo lazily leaned against the closed wooden door of Lingxi Pavilion, yawned, and buckled the wooden door a few times with the back of his hand from time to time, looking at the person who was blocked for half the street, he didn't know what to do, so he reminded the people inside.

"General Ben is the first general of Dongchang Kingdom, General Lei Hu, this is the left minister of the country, Lord Yu Mozi, how many lives do you have enough to fill the hole?"

With General Lei Hu's words, Zuo Xiang Yu Mozi straightened his chest and took a step forward, for fear that others would not see it, his nose turned to the sky, the general patted his chest and squinted, but he didn't see any response from the other party, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes widened.

Jun Mo opened the lid of the wine bean altar, took a handful, stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it, shook the wine beans on his hand, and said with a look of enjoyment: "The taste is good, compared with the drunken shrimp, it is far worse." ”

"General Lei Hu, do you want to try it?" Jun Mo saw that everyone was staring at him, the wooden door behind him had not moved, he was not good at using his demonic energy, killing a few people was a trivial matter, killing people in front of the old ghost was not normal.

"Hugh wants to bribe General Ben." Lei Hu was furious, suddenly drew his knife, Mingguang Huohuo, turned his wrist, picked it on Jun Mo's wrist, and with a bang, the wine bean jar shattered to the ground, and the delicious wine beans rolled everywhere, and even the wine soaked in wine beans was scattered on the ground.

"Get out of the way ......"

Lei Hu raised his foot and kicked towards the wooden door, Jun Mo didn't dodge or dodge, this kick was in his abdomen, and with a bang, he slammed open with the wooden door.

Chang Yue's hand stretched out in the air, wanting to touch the face of King Bian Cheng, and when he looked sideways, Jun Mo was lying on the ground on all fours, and the ghost cried wolf: "Oh, it hurts me to death, old ghost, save ...... Life...... Yes. ”

"Princess Changyue, please come with General Ben......"

Lei Hu raised his knife and entered, and at a glance he saw Aunt Lan who had lost her breath in the corner, and then glanced at Chang Yue, and caught her back, she would definitely be rewarded for meritorious service, and pointed to Jun Mo behind him and said: "Wait for a dry person, those who resist will be killed, and the end will be just like him."

"Old ghost...... Save me...... Ah......h

Jun Mo rolled over, squirming on the ground, a hand in the depths of difficulty, intermittently calling for help, and a painful look.

King Bian Cheng glanced at Jun Mo, shrunk between his eyebrows, looked at Lei Hu, stood up, and stood in front of Chang Yue, his blue eyes calm: "No one is allowed to touch her." ”

Chang Yue stood up, groped, stood beside King Bian Cheng, and secretly pulled his shirt behind him, as if vigilantly telling him that they were not easy to mess with.