The spring sun is warm and warm, mixed with the breeze of grass and trees, which makes Wen Yong, who has been in the deep palace for a long time, feel comfortable. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Stepping on the green grass, Wen Yong pointed to a long pavilion not far away and said to Dugu Wanyan: "The scenery of that place is good, can Miss Wanyan enjoy her face." ”

The green willows hang down the embankment, the spring water surrounds the long pavilion, quiet and without losing vitality, it is indeed a good place to watch the scenery. Dugu Wanyan bowed slightly.

Suddenly, Dugu Wanyan, who was walking side by side, paused, and Wen Yong turned back in confusion: "What's wrong?" ”

Dugu Wanyan deliberately covered the mandala tattoo on her cheek and said, "I forgot to bring my scarf." ”

Wen Yong only noticed at this time that Dugu Wanyan was showing her face today, so she smiled and said, "I'll ask Fu'an to buy another one for the girl." ”

Dugu Wanyan shook her head and said, "I only wear my own scarf." ”

Wen Yong nodded and instructed Fu'an, "You go and get Miss Wanyan's scarf." ”

Dugu Wanyan interjected, "Fluttershy knows where to put it, let her go with her." ”

After the two servants left, Wen Yong and Dugu Wanyan were left alone in this world, the atmosphere was a little awkward, Wen Yong smiled and said, "Let's go into the pavilion first and wait for them." ”

Dugu Wanyan nodded, and Lianbu moved lightly behind Wen Yong.

Wine and food had already been prepared in the pavilion, and Wen Yong secretly said in his heart: This Wen Xin is quite thoughtful in arranging, "Miss Wanyan, please." ”

The two sat down and drank a cup in the spring breeze lake.

Wen Yong asked tentatively: "It is really rare for a strange woman like a girl to be able to write and martial arts, and to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, how could she have reached the point of falling into the dust." ”

Seeing that Dugu Wanyan was silent, Wen Yong apologized, "It's me who is abrupt, don't blame the girl." ”

Dugu Wanyan's lips lightly opened: "It's nothing, my father was originally a minister of the DPRK and the Central People's Republic of China, and he gave advice to today's son, but he was convicted for his words, and he was connected by the whole family, and I was reduced to this." ”

Seeing Dugu Wanyan unconsciously touching the tattoo on her left cheek, Wen Yong's heart twitched, and he was indeed the descendant of Dugu Guixin.

Wen Yong persuaded: "The country has its own laws, and the crime is inconsistent with the law because of words, the girl can rest assured that Ling Zun's crime will definitely be rehabilitated." ”

Dugu Wanyan smiled miserably: "The person has passed away, and I have also been displaced here, even if I am rehabilitated, what can I recover?" ”

Wen Yong couldn't persuade anything more in this regard, and said with a glass of wine: "Ling Zun is outspoken and daring to admonish, and he can be regarded as a rare loyal minister in the world." I also admire this cup of power when I salute him. ”

The guilt and respect in Wen Yong's eyes didn't look like a fake, Dugu Wanyan had mixed feelings in her heart, stared at Wen Yong coldly, her wine glass was half-raised and stagnant in the air, and she asked: "Since you know that you are loyal and good, why do you defend Wen and the old thief so much?" ”

Although he had long guessed that Dugu Wanyan knew his identity, the moment he uncovered the mystery and faced Dugu Wanyan's questioning, Wen Yong was still stunned.

Just when Wen Yong didn't know how to answer.

"What people!"

Suddenly, the shouts of the guards were heard not far away, and the sound of slashing and killing followed.

Before Wen Yong could get up, the calm water around the pavilion was suddenly broken, and countless sunspots turned over, holding scimitars and surrounded Wen Yong and Dugu Wanyan.

Fortunately, the Da Zhou man has the habit of wearing a sword, Wen Yong took out his sword and hurriedly protected it in front of Dugu Wanyan, "Who are you?" ”

"Kill!"

The seven black-clothed dead soldiers who had escaped from the water and were intercepted by the guards did not have the slightest intention of answering Wen Yong's questioning, their eyes were full of silence, like machines, and they slashed at Wen Yong with knives together.

Although Dugu Wanyan also knows swordsmanship, she didn't bring a sword with her on today's trip, Wen Yong didn't dare to involve her in the battle group, so she immediately greeted her.

The swordsmanship of the black-clothed dead soldiers was ruthless and decisive, completely ignoring their own life-fighting skills, and for a while, the sword light in front of Wen Yong was full of light, and the sky was swept through.

"Don't worry, my guards are nearby, they'll be here soon!"

Wen Yong held Dugu Wanyan's hand tightly with his left hand, comforting her behind him, and returned fire with a sword in his right hand. The cold light on the sword of the Son of Heaven suddenly appeared, dancing with the wind, isolating the shadow of the sword in the sky from the sword curtain.

Swords and swords collide with each other, making a clang. Dugu Wanyan only knew that Wen Yong's swordsmanship was good, but she didn't expect that she could comfort herself calmly in the face of the siege of many people, which was completely opposite to the mediocre image she expected.

The sound of fighting in the distance had subsided, and the shadowy guards had already rushed here.

Several dead soldiers were ruthless, not only did they not escape, but the attack became more powerful, so that Wen Yongzhi couldn't raise his head.

"Archer cover! Be careful not to hurt Your Majesty! ”

Wen Xin's anxious voice came, and the skilled guard immediately took off the bow and arrow on his back.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of breaking the air came one after another, and the black-clothed dead soldiers were constantly hit by arrows, and Wen Yong's pressure was also reduced.

Soon, several black-clad dead soldiers were all killed by the arriving guards.

Wen Xin knelt down and said: "The minister's guard is not effective, please punish Your Majesty." ”

Wen Xin was ordered to close this place, but he didn't want to be exploited from underwater. If it was someone else, Wen Yong would definitely cut him down, and said with a cold face: "Go back and get twenty military staff by yourself." ”

Such a punishment is quite light, Wen Xin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty." ”

In the end, it was his confidant, Wen Yong didn't want to be too harsh, so he said in a soothing tone: "Get up." ”

After thanking him and getting up, Wen Xin came to the corpse of a dead soldier, uncovered his black hood, looked at it, and couldn't help but say: "Hu Ren! ”

At this moment, a dead soldier who had already been hit by several arrows jumped up and rushed towards Dugu Wanyan.

"Be careful!"

Wen Yong's left hand immediately pulled Dugu Wanyan into his arms, and used his back to meet the decisive fight of the dead man!

Wen Yong gritted his teeth and snorted, the sweat on his forehead and the blood on the corners of his lips dripping on Dugu Wanyan's delicate face.

The dead were slashed and killed by Wen Xin, who reacted, and even the dead were stabbed by the guards one by one.

Facing Wen Yong, who was soft in his arms, Dugu Wanyan was puzzled: "Why? ”

Wen Yong's pale face forced a smile: "This is the life I owe you." ”

After speaking, he fainted.

Wen Xin and a group of guards hurriedly lifted Wen Yong up and ran in the direction of the palace, leaving Dugu Wanyan standing in place.

……

"Your Majesty!" "Your Majesty!"

Facing the annoying call in his ears, Wen Yong, who was in a coma, finally woke up, but Wen Yong did not have the strength to get up, so he could only continue to be escorted back to the palace by Wen Xin.

In fact, in order to prevent Dugu Wanyan from going crazy and wanting to kill herself after the showdown, Wen Yong had already worn the inner armor, and he didn't expect that facing the dead came in handy, and the seemingly ruthless knife was actually just a force that shocked the lungs through the inner armor, causing the previous wounds to collapse.

Who wanted to kill himself after being killed?

Dugu Wanyan? No, she doesn't have that much ability to collude with Hu Ren, she should just be used.

Cultural protection? No, this old thief also needs a stable situation to help him complete the collection of military power.

The hot pain in his back was still eroding, and his chaotic thoughts were spinning in his mind, and Wen Yong gradually couldn't hold back to sleep.