Life is fragile.

Yu Lie was injured in order to save a horse.

It was an old horse that was skinny to the bone, and in the midst of the earth-shattering fighting, it stood alone in a gorgeous vest, screaming weakly. The crowd collided like a tide, and it stood in the middle of the tide, flapping a pair of cloudy eyes. At that time, the slave lord led his chariots and iron horses, and cut and crushed his enemies like sharp knives. "Gray, Gray." When it saw him, he was plunging his iron sword into the throat of an enemy, and the bright red blood sprayed his face, and splashed through the crack in his helmet, and he saw a cloud of blood red, and in the midst of that blood red, it shook its head and staggered towards him, and its cry was so joyful, it made people tremble with joy. He didn't know how it recognized itself in the iron helmet, but he recognized it at a glance.

That's my horse, my only horse.

The slave lord rode towards it in his chariot, and the wheel of the chariot was covered with a stone, and the violent jolting almost overturned the chariot, but he jumped out of the chariot and ran to his horse with open hands. At this moment, the one-eyed man, who was half missing his nose, stood on a small dirt slope and shot the arrow in his hand at the galloping old horse. The arrow burst through the air, time and space slowed down to the extreme in that moment, and the slave lord roared wildly, kicking the ground with all his strength, and the bullet shot up, blocking the arrow for it at the moment of a thousand equal shots.

"Gray, Gray." The old horse watched him slowly fall and screamed sadly.

Yu Lie lay down on the ground, splashing the blood on the ground, and the cold iron helmet fell into the blood, and he saw the half-blue and half-red sky. The neighing sounded away, as if a century had passed, and he stared at his horse, grinning with his teeth bared.

"Wow!"

The great firebird swept towards the people on the dirt slope.

This is the end of the dream.

The sunlight shone through the iron trees outside the courtyard, and one of them climbed up the ancient carved window and crept into the room.

There were lamps burning in the room, covered with patina bronze jade tree lamps, fifteen lamps at a time, fifteen snow-white candles illuminated the room with the beating firelight, the room was covered with a stone floor that could not be distinguished whether it was cyan or gray-brown, the black peach case was smoked with slowly undulating incense, the map hanging on the wall was glowing with a layer of dark yellow light, the bronze maid holding the sword stand lay a sword full of gaps, and Yu Lie lay on the big bed covered with thick down.

This is the lord's palace of the Shunri Fortress.

The morning breeze blew the incense on the desk, and the faint, vague shadow of the incense was like a graceful girl rippling in the wind, the window was facing the bed, and the wind came from outside the window, sending the incense to the bed, and penetrating through Yu Lie's nostrils.

The incense of Xin Lie entered Yu Lie's nose and went all the way to his chest, like a small knife cutting all the way down, and the pinprick pain made his chest rise and fall sharply.

He opened his eyes.

The sunlight shines through his eyes, there is a faint and warm fragrance, but it is also a little dazzling, he wants to raise his hand to block it, but there is a tearing pain in his chest, beads of sweat the size of beans roll down from his forehead, and the hand that has been raised halfway slowly presses to his chest, but what he touches is a shocking wound.

He wore no iron helmet, no iron armor, his bronzed chest was open, and in the center of those bulky muscles, a deep wound that could be seen could be seen in all directions like a cracked spider web, the web was blue-gray, hideous and terrifying, and among the spider web crawled a huge black ant, some like a poisonous widow black spider, it was chewing on those wriggling flesh buds, those disgusting flesh buds were black, flowing black goo.

Poison on the arrow, wolf venom.

Wolf venom is known as the first poison in the world, not because it is so vicious, seeing blood to seal the throat, etc., but it will bring people the pain of life is worse than death, it makes people rot little by little, but it will not die immediately, alive, sometimes more painful than dead.

The incense on the case is the precious ambergris pith, Yu Lie is extremely familiar with this incense, the most cherished bunch of potted plants is ambergris, and he also has a jar of ambergris pith on his body all year round, the Wei Da doctor said that at the critical moment, it can save his life, and now it has been fulfilled.

As for the black ant lying on his chest, Yu Lie had no idea where it came from, but vaguely remembered that a figure had placed a cold stone on his wound and had recited a long and sleepy sentence.

Now it seems that the stone is the black ant. So, who put it on my wound?

At this time, the black ant suddenly bit down and tore off a black flesh bud, Yu Lie opened his mouth wide, clenched his fists tightly, and screamed silently.

"Crunch, crunch."

Black ants chew on the granulations. The wide bed shook, and Yu Lie spasmed on the bed, hunched his back, like a shrimp struggling in pain.

His lieutenant, the middle-aged lord Zi Che Yu was waiting outside the house, heard the movement, pushed open the door, strode towards him, held down his hand that wanted to throw away the black ant, and looked at him fixedly: "Don't move, be patient, be patient, and soon you will be fine." ”

"Sub, sub-car......"

Yu Lie gasped heavily, his teeth gritting. Zicheyu pressed his hand and looked at his eyes, his eyes were black in blood, they were not normal black, but lifeless black, black and red ginseng were mixed together, like the strange and gorgeous patterns on the poisonous snake's body. It's just that now the dead darkness is gradually fading, and the blood is slowly covering the entire eyeball from the corners of the eye socket.

"Very well, the blood is growing, the poisonous gas is dissipating, and it will not be long before you can get up and run freely on your horse. Stinky boy, you took a turn around the ghost gate, what did you see? ”

The pain was replaced by numbness, Yu Lie was wet all over his body, his expression gradually calmed down, his mouth open, and he gasped silently. Zi Cheyu let go of his hand and sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes avoiding the hideous black ant, laughing in his mouth, but with deep worry in his eyes.

"I didn't see anything, but I smelled a smell of wine, thick and heavy, exactly the same as Yan wine."

"Haha, could it be that the soul-forgetting soup that the Soul Lady gave you is a bowl of wine, this dare is good, in the future, when it is my turn, I must drink two more bowls, and the Soul Woman will be hurt by drinking."

The middle-aged lord burst out laughing, and the nail leaves on his body trembled with his laughter. Yu Lie coughed twice, and there was a hint of blood on his pale face.

"Where's my horse?" The slave lord breathed a sigh of relief.

"The old horse that lost all its teeth?" Zicheyu frowned and stared at Yu Lie.

Yu Lie nodded weakly.

"I don't know why you went to save that horse, I broke the tendons and hamstrings of the apparatus and sprinkled salt in them, and he wailed for two days before telling me that it was the enemy's horse. It's the enemies who broke through the broken wall, scraped towards the fortress like crazy, and fled. The middle-aged lord's voice was deep, and his eyes flashed with faint anger.

"That's my horse."

Yu Lie didn't explain much, hearing Xiao Yu and the others leaving, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, it was so deep, however, his expression was still calm, perhaps because the pain in his body caused his heart to be numb. He rolled over and tried to sit up.

"Don't move, don't move!"

Zi Cheyu pressed him back to the bed and said in a deep voice: "Stinky boy, you are not beaten with iron, you will die the same." If it weren't for the ambergris pith on your body and this ant, you would have died a long time ago, and you drank the soul-forgetting soup of the dead soul woman, where would you remember any horses? Rest assured, it is grazing outside the courtyard, more than your spirit, and the evil is with it, and they seem to know it. You don't have to tell me, and I don't want to know why, I just want you to come back to life and marry my daughter. ”

"Grain?" Yu Lie tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled hard.

Zicheyu said: "Don't worry, someone from Izumo City has come, Xingluo has brought back five carts of grain, and we have destroyed those robbers and robbed them of the grain hidden in the mountain, and now, the grain in the granary is piled up, enough for us to eat until the flowers bloom next year." ”

Next year, the flowers will bloom, pear blossoms, peach blossoms, gorgeous and colorful.

Yu Lie couldn't help but think of the pear blossoms in Yanjing City, under the pear tree as white as snow and gracefully, there stood the sky-blue Weida Divine Doctor, she smiled quietly, pointed to his nose, and squirmed her lips slightly, as if to say: 'Yu Lie, are you disobedient again?' ’

Fireflies, fireflies in the dark night sky, dotted with stars, bring people warm hope, and snowflakes are always so crystal clear and clear, it is clean and pure, at first glance, the tentacles are cold and infiltrating, but in the palm of the hand, it will turn into warm water.

I've always been obedient and don't leave me.

The relaxed slave lord had a smile on his lips, and his blood-red eyes were full of tenderness. However, in the blink of an eye, those pear blossoms turned into gorgeous peach blossoms, a large piece of pink and pink, and he seemed to have returned to Anguo and turned into the fool who was ridiculed.

'Hou Zi, Hou Zi, I'm Xiao Yu......'

A timid voice whispered in my ear, and then, the voice sang softly, it was so beautiful, like a clear mountain spring rolling over a slippery stone, gentle and transparent: 'The spring sun is clear, according to my new clothes, the summer stars are bright, caress my temples, the autumn moon is bright, blowing my breast, the winter snow is clean, covering my knees' ......

The singing was long, and Yu Lie closed his eyes in pain.

"Someone wanted to see you, and he waited seven days." At this moment, the middle-aged lord turned his head to look out the window.

There grew an iron tree with gray leaves, which would never bloom, like a cold iron sword, thrusting its tip into the sky. Under the tree, there was a meadow that had been a flower bed, but was now overgrown with weeds, and a scrawny old horse was wagging its tail and curling up to eat them. A large, blood-red bird disembowels a colorful poisonous snake on the grass.

A middle-aged gentleman with a mustache, a white crown on his head, a snow-white robe, a thin sword hanging from his waist, and a delicate small wine jug in his hand was staring at the big firebird on the grass without blinking. The divine bird soaring in the sky, your outstretched wings obscure the brilliant sky. From east to west, roaring for thousands of miles, the earth burns beneath you, and people look up in the sea of fire, but it is difficult to chase your figure. But why did you fall into the world? ”

"Goo."

Hearing the praise, the great firebird turned his head and looked at him like a fool.