The blood skeleton was not red, it was white, but it was not pure white, almost between brown and dead white, and the bouquet was the size of a human head, and at first glance, it looked like a distorted grimace.

Yurov also has a hideous face, no worse than these blood skeletons, but now, you can't see his face, his whole body is shrouded in iron armor, and he wears a spiked iron helmet on his head, the visor has been closed, and the rotten eye peeks through the crack in the helmet.

Song Boyo stood beside Yurov, holding a richly decorated sword in both hands, also a suit of armor, different from Yurov, his armor was more gorgeous, there was a blood letter on his left chest, and the helmet was more delicate, the helmet was a precious yellow civet hair, the shoulders were draped with a bright yellow swordsman, and the center of the vest was embroidered with a wanton blood letter.

The two of them stood on the top of the slope, and the wind blew it up. You can't see them from below, but when you look down from above, you can see Taniguchi's movements at a glance.

They had been waiting here for a long time, at least for Song Boyo, he was the next monarch of the Song Kingdom, and even if he only stayed here for a day, it would be an extremely long journey. However, on the surface, he seems to be very calm and not in a hurry at all, this is the only way to get to Luoyan Town, although it is clumsy to wait for the rabbit, and it does not require extraordinary wisdom, but it can often achieve miraculous results.

On both sides of the canyon lay twelve Yin Moon Guards, four archers, fourteen sword and shield men, of course, all of them with bows and arrows in their hands at the moment, in addition, at the exit of the canyon there were three hoplites, a chariot, and a chariot with a royal hand, an archer, and a halberd-bearer.

This kind of power is more than enough to deal with ordinary thieves and small mountain forces, but it is not particularly powerful, but Song Boyao is not afraid, he is the son of the Song Kingdom, when the son of a great country wanders in other countries, who will be blind to touch his moldy head, and is not afraid of inviting the destruction of the country?

Now, Song Boyo is thinking about what kind of wording he should use to meet that stupid nephew in order to appear noble and approachable. Yes, he just invited a chess piece to move his nest, and the chess piece should not refuse, but he should show loving care for the chess piece.

After waiting for a while, the sun gradually sank in the west, the red sunlight made people weak, and there was still no half of Taniguchi's figure, Song Boyao had just thought of the perfect wording, and suddenly thought of another possibility.

"Yurov, did you say that stupid nephew of mine would suddenly turn the horse's head around and return to Jingcheng? Maybe, after a smoke and ran back to Anguo, it would be difficult to do! ”

Yurov said: "Your Highness, rest assured, he will definitely come, because he has no choice." ”

"How so?" Song Boyo trusted his instincts more and more, as if he had seen Ji Lie turn his horse's head and flee back to Jingcheng in a hurry, and then quietly found a fishing boat in an unknown village, which was rising and falling with the waves on the Liuyuan River.

Yurov glanced at Song Boyuo, there was a hint of mockery hidden in his rotten eyes, however, he didn't dare to let this mockery be revealed, he lowered his head slightly, and his tone was very respectful: "Your Highness, the minister is sure that he will come, if he returns to Anguo, he can only continue to be a fool, and let a person who is not stupid be a fool for a lifetime, this is a matter that is worse than death." ”

"What if your bird is blind, is he really a fool?" Despite Yurov's respectfulness, Song still didn't like the feeling, as if he was a fool.

"No, he's already here."

Yurov's voice was always like this, without the slightest emotion, perhaps because the rocket had melted his soul as a human being, and he looked into the distance, and his rotten eyes were as sharp as needles, and the setting sun was soaked through the crack in his helmet, and the tattered and slimy eyelids were wrapped around a slippery eyeball, which was disgusting, and made him look like a devil out of hell.

Ji Yeol is here.

Song Boyo turned his head to look, the sun was setting, the small convoy was chasing the sun, a tattered carriage, the carriage rolled through the uneven loess road, one foot high, one foot low, on both sides of the carriage crawling eight small ants, too far apart, I can't see what these ants look like, let alone know which one Song Rang is, but on the wheel of the car stands a small red ant, particularly dazzling.

"It's just such a small size, why doesn't he carry the Vermilion Bird Banner of the Sun?" Song Boyo retracted his hand, and just now he used two fingers to compare the size of the convoy in the distance, because of the problem of visual distance, the group of nine people and the carriage were not as big as a leaf, let alone Ji Lie on the car.

Yurov didn't seem to understand the mockery between the words of His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, his rotten one-eyed became solemn, and said: "Your Highness, for the best of all means, as soon as they get close, we will release arrows and shoot a few iron warriors first, if we can shoot Song Rang to death, it will be better." ”

Song Boyao squinted at the red ants that were getting bigger and bigger in the direction of Taniguchi, and said coldly: "My nephew doesn't even have a chariot, and he doesn't have armor on his body, if he is also shot to death, it will not be good." ”

Yurov said: "Your Highness, the archers will not shoot arrows at that red ant!" ”

"Okay."

Song Boyo was in a better mood, after all, his retainers and him were still heart-to-heart, even the same, red ants, really like a red ant, such a humble life, but so tenacious.

"Crunch, crunch......"

As he approached, his face became clearer, and even the bird on the thin horse's forehead could be seen clearly, Song Boyo's expression was indifferent, and the hand holding the sword was gently beating the beat, which was consistent with the speed of the wheel. Yurov raised his hand, his arm looked particularly strong in the setting sun, and he kept his hand raised, waiting.

"Squeak!"

When the horse's head was about to fall into the darkness that the setting sun could not reach, the wheels stopped, coincidentally, just outside the range. Subsequently, the red ants on the wheel of the car dressed up their clothes, got out of the car, and placed a low case in the loess road, and another ant placed an incense burner and a wine jar on the case.

A small yellow ant spread a reed mat behind the case, and the red ant knelt on the mat, he slowly folded his hands, looked straight ahead, and said loudly: "Ji Lie is ignorant, I don't know if the venerable elder is coming?" Can you go down to the valley to talk about it, Ji Lie apologizes for his sins with wine in person! ”

Yurov said: "Your Highness, don't be fooled, this is a trick to deceive the tiger out of the forest!" ”

Hearing this, Song Boyo hid his look of surprise and laughed softly: "Little trick, how can I believe him!" ”

After waiting for a while, the red ants outside the valley mouth bowed three times to the top of the valley mouth, and after worshipping, he picked up a bowl of wine and said loudly: "Zun Chang came to visit Ji Lie, so affectionate and kind Ji Lie is difficult to repay, only to hold a cup of wine to respect the elder, and still hope to respect the long-term drink." ”

After speaking, he bowed again with a full wine bowl, and put the wine bowl in the position of the head on the left side of the case, looking respectful and extremely sincere, as if there was really a venerable sitting opposite.

Song Boyao hesitated, he looked left and right, and said in a low voice: "If he is not a fool, then he should be able to tell that this place is the most suitable for ambush, and besides, there is Song Rang by his side." ”

Yurov said: "Your Highness, be patient! It was the only way to get to Luoyan Town, and he had no choice! As soon as they get close, we release our arrows. ”

Song Bo frowned.

At this time, outside the valley mouth, Xiao Yu next to the carriage looked at the sky, approached Ji Lie, and said softly: "Hou Zi, it seems that there is no one, why don't you continue to hurry, it's getting dark." ”

Ji Lie didn't answer, he also looked up at the sky, the sunset was in the western sky, like a scene of blood mist shrinking smaller and smaller, but getting redder and redder, the evening wind blew across the valley, making a cold sound, and those blood skeletons swayed with the wind, like laughing grimaces.

Along the way, whenever the road encountered woodland and hillside, they would stop and do the trick again, and at this time, Ji Lie looked at the strange and cold valley in front of him, and he didn't know if there was anyone, but his intuition told him that the danger was on the slope.

He stood up, squinted at the top of the slope, and suddenly took a big step and shook it towards the slope: "The Venerable Long Way came, Ji Lie was ignorant and ignorant, and accidentally injured the Honorable Chief's guard, please don't blame the Honorable Chief." The world often says that the Song country is big, big in its heart, and the Song country is strong, strong in its marrow. Although Ji Lie is not a Song person, he also has half of the Song people's blood on his body, and he injured the guard of the elder because of his presumptuousness, and now, he pays it with blood! After speaking, he gritted his teeth violently, pulled out his sword with a 'swish', and cut a sword on his leg with his backhand.

"Houzi!!"

"Wait!!"

At this moment, everyone beside the carriage exclaimed in unison, and there was a loud shout on the slope, Xiao Yu snatched Ji Lie's sword with his hand, and sat crookedly in the yellow sand road with Ji Lie in his arms, Ji Lie pressed the wound on his leg, and blood gushed out from his fingers, but he smiled imperceptibly.

"Your Highness, Your Highness......"

Song Boyo strode towards the bottom of the valley, Yurov stopped beside him, and said hurriedly: "Your Highness, don't fall for it, if this son is really willing to kill himself to apologize, why don't you go to the chest with a sword?" ”

"A sword in the chest?"

Song Boyo smiled coldly: "He is eleven years old, his elbow is no more than a foot and a half, but the sword is more than two feet long, how can he get a sword into his chest?" Yurov, the strength of the Song Kingdom is due to the blood marrow of the Song people, as the prince of the Song Kingdom, am I not as good as a child? If you don't dare to go down this valley, won't you be ashamed of the people of the world? Go to the army to fight, then fight, and fight again, as a child of a soldier, don't you know? With that, he waved away from Yurov and strode down.

"Your Highness, if he really knows his mistakes and repents, he should come to see him, not His Highness stoop down to see him!" ”

Song Boyao hesitated for a moment, looked at Ji Lie under the valley, and saw Ji Lie lying crooked in the arms of the little maid, obviously unable to stand up, he sneered: "Yurov, do you think that you are the only one in the world who can be wise?" My nephew has been badly injured in the leg, how can he climb the rugged valley? After speaking, he shook his cloak, didn't look at Yurov again, and hurriedly walked down the slope, he was going to accept his nephew's plea, and then carefully appease, and then bring his nephew into the Song Kingdom. For him, it's perfect.

Yurov shouted behind him again: "Your Highness, the minister is willing to carry him up!" ”

"The son of a soldier, treacherous!" Song Boyo ignored him, a soldier is a soldier, just a weapon, and he will never understand where the blood of the nobles is!

The mountain wind blew the ghost flowers, and the ghost flowers entangled Song Boyo's big hair, in the eyes of Yurov, this scene was extremely dazzling, and he roared: "Protect Your Highness!" ”

"No!"