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ps: I found that the time was really not enough~

"Hey! What are you doing with your eyes closed? ”

A familiar voice came from his ears, Zhao Liang closed his eyes and pointed upwards with his hand: "Wait for death!" Didn't you see the knife on your head! ”

Wait, who is the person who is speaking?

Zhao Liang suddenly opened his eyes and found that Li Yan was looking at him with a smile. Looking around, the street was quiet, and all the figures had fallen to the ground, and there was no blood on them, as if they had been knocked unconscious.

"You...... How did it end up here? ”

Zhao Liang's eyes widened, his mind fluctuated, all this that happened was so exciting that he couldn't believe that he was still alive.

"I'm afraid you won't hand over the wooden box to Master Bao, so I'll come and have a look!"

Li Yan was dressed as if she was a woman dressed as a man today, she played with the ends of her sideburns and smiled at Zhao Liangyan.

The feeling of being reborn after the catastrophe is very good, Zhao Liang took a deep breath, calmed down the fluctuating state of mind, and thought to himself that he had finally been rescued no matter what!

"These people are not from Western Xia, why do they still come to kill you?" Li Yan glanced at the figure on the ground and asked suspiciously.

I don't know if Yuanqing is dead or alive, Zhao Liang walked over to inspect it, and said in a deep voice to Li Yan: "Someone must be behind the scenes!" ”

Li Yan reacted quickly, and immediately deduced: "The person who instructed is probably afraid that it will come from a lot of things!" ”

Zhao Liang squatted down, put his fingers on Yuan Qing's neck, and said lightly: "Where can I see it?" ”

Li Yan said smugly: "This street is patrolled by forbidden troops every half an hour, and when I followed you today, I found that they deliberately detoured!" ”

Zhao Liang was silent, if it was really as Li Yan said, then he underestimated the strength of the people behind the scenes.

Military power, what a good thing.

Yuan Qing is not dead, but his breath is very weak, and if he is not treated, he may not live long. Zhao Liang tore his cuffs alive and wrapped the strips of cloth tightly around his wounds, the effect looked good, and the blood was not flowing out.

The knife of the Xixia man really stabbed into Yuan Qing's chest, but fortunately, there is still some distance from the heart, as long as he recuperates, he should be able to recover in a few months.

After dealing with Yuan Qing's wounds, Zhao Liang bandaged himself by the way. He didn't want to return to the palace with bruises, and let Queen Zhou be frightened, so he stayed at home for more than a month.

After doing everything, Zhao Liangquan changed from a noble son to a beggar. Li Yan looked at him unclothed, and said with a disgusted smile: "Where did you come from, my name is Hanako, go away, my sister doesn't have any silver here." ”

Zhao Liang rolled his eyes, not bothering to argue with her. I wanted to carry Yuanqing back home, but my body was thin and weak, and I stumbled and almost fell.

"Hehe......"

Li Yan leaned against the wall, bent over and covered her stomach, and smiled.

"Made!"

Sitting on the ground, Zhao Liang couldn't help but burst into foul mouths all the way. Yuan Qing's injuries must be treated as soon as possible, and if he delays any longer, he may die. The only one who could help in front of him was Li Yan, and he had to beg her to lend a hand.

"My guard is dying, can you go and take him to the infirmary."

Li Yan was stunned for a moment, pointed at Yuan Qing with a jade finger, and asked in disbelief, "You asked me to save him?" ”

In ancient times, human life was like a mustard, and Li Yan, who was in the rivers and lakes, although she was not very old, she had long been accustomed to seeing human nature. Which of the so-called princes and generals did not step on human lives, Zhao Liang, as a son of a nobleman, would beg her for a guard, which Li Yan never expected.

"For the sake of me helping you solve the wooden box matter, help me this time, how about it?" Zhao Liang said sincerely.

Li Yan muttered, thought for a moment, and said with a smile: "You can help you, but you can't help in vain!" ”

Knowing that she was not so easy to speak, Zhao Liang suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "How much silver do you want?" ”

Li Yan's eyes flashed with golden light, like a little fox greedy for money, pacing left and right excitedly.

Her mouth kept muttering, "One thousand taels...... No, it's too little; Two thousand taels ...... Well, it seems like it's better to ...... less."

Zhao Liang's teeth creaked, not to mention a thousand taels of silver, even if it was five hundred taels, he couldn't take it out. Silently closing his eyes, he pondered, it seems that he can't directly say to Yan that he has no silver, he has to let her send Yuanqing to the hospital first.

"Give me three thousand taels and I'll save him."

Li Yan finally made a decision, three thousand taels of silver, in fact, she originally wanted to say four thousand taels, but she was afraid that Zhao Liang would not be able to take it out, so she humanely lowered it to one thousand taels.

"Okay, you send him to the hospital quickly, and when I return to the palace, I will give it to you immediately."

Seeing that Yuan Qing's breath was getting weaker and weaker, Zhao Liang's heart became more and more anxious. He kept urging Li Yan, just hoping that time was still in time.

"Wait for me, I'll be back right away."

Li Yan disappeared without a trace, Zhao Liang looked at Yuan Qing, who was on the verge of death, gritted his teeth and forcibly stood up, then walked in front of him, overlapped his hands, and began to do cardiac resuscitation compressions.

"No! Can't press it anymore! ”

Yuan Qing's wound was near the heart, and with every compression, blood would seep out. The wrapped strip of cloth could no longer wrap the blood, Zhao Liang pressed the wound with his hand, praying that Li Yan would come back as soon as possible.

Time passed minute by minute, because of the collapse of his body, Zhao Liang's vision began to blur, and his uncontrollable body swayed, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

At the corner of the street, Li Yan took four or five small flowers from far and near, and Zhao Liang didn't wait for them to get completely close, he had already fallen straight down and passed out.

Ordering the little beggars to carry Yuan Qing to the hospital, Li Yan looked at Zhao Liang who was lying on the ground and was asleep, and sighed softly: "If it weren't for the money, I wouldn't have bothered to save you!" ”

Picking up Zhao Liang's body, Li Yan walked towards the Drunken Dream Tower step by step.

……

In a deep house somewhere in Bianjing, a middle-aged man in ink clothes was painting literati paintings.

The man is not good-looking, with sharp-beaked monkey gills, thin yellow muscles, and a faint black gas on his face.

"Squeak......

The door was pushed open, and the attendant entered.

It was dark and cold in the room, and the attendant shivered.

"Done?"

The voice of the man in ink was cold, like a poisonous snake, hissing.

"My lord, the patrol forbidden army has been taken care of, but the people who were sent out to operate have not returned yet." The attendant bowed his head and replied respectfully.

Stopping the paintbrush in his hand, the face of the ink-clothed man became more and more gloomy.

After a long time, the attendant saw that there was no movement, and secretly looked up, and the man in ink was glaring at him fiercely, with green light in his eyes, revealing a creepy smile. The attendant was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground, lowered his head fiercely, and trembled.

……

The blade of the sword, glowing with a dark gray light, slashed lightly across the squire's neck.

The kneeling headless corpse fell to the ground, blood gushing out of the severed neck like a spring, and the human head rolled on the ground several times, and the dead eyes were full of fear.

"What's the use of leaving you!"

The man in ink threw the knife next to the corpse, his eyes firmly closed, and he gasped angrily.

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful!