"Brother, I'm going to find a doctor for you, you must hold on, where did Mo Shaozhi go!" The little civet cat burst into tears, and she looked at Lin Danfeng, who was covered with arrow wounds, and went crazy.

Gao Lan held her tightly beside her, looking distressed.

"Gao Lan, take me back to the Lotus Palace." Lin Danfeng looked at Gao Lan longingly, and said infinitely, "I know my own body, and I don't need to treat it in vain......"

"Brother, no! Don't say that......" the little tanuki wailed, and she was distressed.

Gao Lan saw the arrows on his body, and his heart was so confused that he had nowhere to start.

She had helped Mo Shaozhi pull out the arrow before, but at that time, because Mo Shaozhi was by her side, and there was cold ice scattering, now she had no confidence at all, so she had to bite the bullet and say: "I'll help you pull out the arrow to deal with the wound, maybe there is still a glimmer of life." ”

"No!" Lin Danfeng hurriedly shook his head and refused, "If you pull it out, I will definitely die." Take me back to the Lotus Palace. I've got to finish something. ”

Zi Su had seen Lin Danfeng's injuries and knew that the general trend was gone, so he quietly shook his head at Gao Lan slightly, signaling Gao Lan to agree.

Shiso helped Yimi treat the wound on her arm.

After a while, everyone went straight to the Lotus Palace.

When he came to the lake, Lin Danfeng took out the small flute pinned to his waist and blew a few times at the lake full of water, and the fake lotus leaves in the pool gradually gathered together, forming a nine-curved bridge, and several people stepped on the bridge to enter.

When he came to the Lotus Palace, everyone placed him on the lotus chair at the entrance of the Lotus Heart Hall according to his request.

The attendants in the palace were shocked when they saw this.

Lin Danfeng slowly raised his head, looked around, and said to the waiter: "From now on, you can leave this lotus palace, and you can take whatever you want." ”

"The Palace Master ......"

The waiter's face was reluctant, his eyes were full of excitement, and he hesitated to leave.

Seeing this, Lin Danfeng closed his eyes and continued to wave his hands weakly, and they had to retreat in a huff.

Lin Danfeng collapsed a little and tried to catch his breath.

After retreating, he raised his head slightly, looked at the person in front of him, and glanced around: "This lotus palace is my home, if I die, I will have to die here......"

"Brother, you won't die, you are so powerful, in my heart, you have always been omnipotent." The little civet cat's tears flowed quickly, kneeling beside Lin Danfeng.

Lin Danfeng slowly raised his hand and stroked her head: "Fortunately, you still have Gao Lan, I am also relieved...... " said and looked up at Gao Lan:

"I've been with you all the way to the desert."

Gao Lan almost guessed when he saw the clothes and mask on his body: "You are Feng Gongzi, in Liao Wan's shop in Qianqiao Town, we have seen it, in the courtyard of Granny Wu, and in Hanyanzhai...... It's all you. ”

Lin Danfeng nodded: "So, I know how much you care about this sister of mine." I'm relieved to hand her over to you. ”

The little civet cat grabbed Lin Danfeng's hand tightly and cried: "Brother, don't, I want Brother!" ”

Lin Danfeng smiled dismally: "Silly girl, you should also grow up, and sooner or later you will leave your brother." ”

Then he said: "Don't you want to know the relationship between me and Nanrong Chunhua, I'll tell you ......"

Gao Lan's heart was suddenly stunned.

Just listen to the Lin Danfeng Dao:

"When Brother Hua'er was thirteen years old, he was arrested and brought to the Shuangsha Palace, and his father wanted to use him to threaten the old prince of Nanrong to hand over the longevity pill. Brother Hua'er was very unfortunate to encounter a demon in the dungeon of the Shuangsha Palace, and was tortured by him every day, which was the root of the disease for life at that time......

I only listened to Lin Danfeng slowly said the story of their wind and snow......

The love of wind flowers is destined to be an illusion.

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The spring cold is not exhausted, and the twenty-four flowers trade winds.

The wind has a letter, and the flowers are not wrong.

The so-called flower trade wind is the wind that blows when the flowers bloom, and the wind with the sound of flowering, because it is the wind that comes at the flowering period, so it is called letter. Just like spring flowers, they believe in the breeze.

……

……

Zhao Qihuan, who was fainting, was woken up by a bucket of cold water, and the cold water column slowly flowed all over his body along the tips of his face and hair, and in this dim underground prison, he shivered all over, and his upper and lower teeth kept bumping and trembling.

The drunken man tortured him almost at all costs. And so over and over again, fainting and waking up.

"What's wrong with the prince's son? It's not the same in the hands of Lao Tzu, so you can't even live as a beast! Zhu Li held the wine jug in one hand and the leather whip in the other, swaying his body, and said in a strange way, "What?" My little prince, are you asleep? Don't sleep, let's get back to playing. ”

Qi Huan slowly raised his head, his red eyes full of trembling and anger. The eyes were full of fear from children, but there was a ruthlessness that should not be there at this age.

Seeing him look like this, Zhu Li walked in front of him in a few quick steps, pinched Qi Huan's chin fiercely with his hand, and said viciously: "You still dare to stare at me!" Call me an ancestor, and Lao Tzu will make you suffer less! ”

Qi Huan stared at him without saying a word.

Zhu Li let out a sharp and frenzied laugh: "It's all down to this, what are you still arrogant?" Just like your father, who is not long-eyed, I went to seek refuge in him back then, but because I made a little mistake, he expelled me from the palace, fortunately, there is still Shuangsha Palace to take me in, my mother is the wet nurse of the young palace master, haha, Zhao Wangye, your contempt and disgust for me, I will still be on your son. ”

After speaking, he shook the leather whip fiercely and whipped Qi Huan to death.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

A miserable cry continued to be heard, until he gradually lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, Qi Huan woke up again.

His limbs were chained, and what little strength he had left was used to twist his wrists in an effort to free himself from the round iron shackles. Because of the repeated strong friction, the immature wrists were already blurred with flesh and blood, and the little Qi Huan could feel his blood flowing out of his arms. He endured the pain in his heart.

Before, because of talking about the past, Zhu Li became more and more depressed, he poured strong wine violently, and after a while, he was already slumped aside and groggy.

Qi Huan looked at Zhu Li, who had closed his eyes, his heart was extremely surging, he knew that the opportunity had come, for so many days, he was waiting for such an opportunity, but his wrist was still stuck there and couldn't be pulled out, he worked hard, endured the pain, and worked hard.

"Click!"

"Ahh

He seemed to hear the sound of his own joints twisting, and finally his arms broke free.

He trembled and put his hands in front of him, already drenched in blood, in the dim firelight, more and more terrifying, he didn't care about feeling sorry for himself, leaned over to check the shackles, he let himself prostrate on the ground, trying to get close to the key on Zhu Li's body that was spread on the side in front of him.