Originally, because of the battle between these people here, the sky had gradually darkened.

But Qu Huashang saw the light of torches suddenly flashing not far away, one after another, it should be reinforcements from Kyoto, otherwise it would be impossible for such a large number of people to come over again.

The rescuers in Kyoto came to look for them with their partners, and this time they won, and Yuwen Yi lost completely.

Obviously, the person who saw the rescue in the distance was definitely not Qu Huasheng, and the enemy soldiers also discovered the arrival of the rescuers.

They began to mess with themselves, after all, the enemy army seemed to be about the same number as them, plus they had been fighting for so long, so physical exhaustion was inevitable, and these people were very tenacious, no matter how they fought, they didn't beat these people on the other side, they were so large in number that they crushed the existence of these people, and now they waited for help to come, and they didn't kill these people.

Not only did their mission not succeed, but they also lost many people on their side, even their leader, of course they panicked, but panicked, there was no way, helpless in the current situation, they could only retreat.

I don't know who was the first to be the first deserter, and then a large group of people ran to the side, after all, if they were caught by the officers and soldiers, it would not be such a simple matter, and it was very likely that even the people behind would be involved, so it was the best policy to go at this time.

Wave after wave of them left one after another, and they were all hidden in the dark while the rescuers had not yet arrived, Yuwen Tuo and Qu Huashang They also saw that the situation was very good, and knew that the situation at this moment was favorable to them.

There were fewer and fewer people fighting them, and the rescuers were getting closer and closer, and several people only felt that the future was good.

Even the unsmiling Xiaoyao had an imperceptible smile on his face.

But just like this, everyone relaxed their vigilance, thinking that victory was at hand, and suddenly something happened.

I don't know which one is dead, he suddenly rushed over, and when everyone didn't react, he originally ran away, but he turned back again, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight at Yuwen Tuo.

The speed is very fast, it is almost the same speed as an explosion, and even people like Yuwen Tuo did not react for a while.

In addition, Yuwen Tuo was already exhausted at this time because he had suffered a lot of injuries just now, so his movement speed was slightly slow.

He had a wound on his leg, and he was already limping when he walked, but now he noticed that this person's movements were really sudden, and the two of them were a little too close, and the speed of that person was too fast, so even he couldn't resist anything.

Qu Huashang next to him naturally saw that person's actions, because Yuwen Tuo was injured in his leg just now to protect him, he knew about it, Yuwen Tuo is walking unsteadily now, let alone avoiding this person's attack.

So at this critical moment, Qu Huashang stepped forward and pushed Yuwentuo fiercely, pushing Yuwentuo away.

"Poof."

Qu Huashang heard the sound of something inserting into the flesh, but the sword did not stick to her.

Qu Huashang raised her head in some surprise, only to see Xiaoyao, open her arms, and face her.

And the sword plunged straight into Xiaoyao's right chest, and blood splattered on Qu Huasheng's body.

But Qu Huashang was not injured in any way, and neither was Yuwen Tuo.

The black chess forklift not far away reached something wrong on this side and quickly rushed forward to kill the man.

However, it seems that the damage to Xiaoyao is already an ironclad thing, and no matter how much you save it, you can't save it.

Even if it was to kill that person, the sword that stabbed Xiaoyao on Xiaoyao was still a sword that stabbed Xiaoyao's body.

Yuwen suddenly seemed to have some trouble coming back to his senses, what happened just now was too dangerous, and he didn't know what happened in an instant.

It seems that Shang'er pushed herself away in order to protect herself, but Xiaoyao protected her in front of Shang'er and herself, and she suffered this attack stubbornly.

……

This......

Yuwen Tuo sat up a little depressed, because of his legs, so he didn't walk very neatly, and slowly crawled to Xiaoyao's side.

At this time, Xiaoyao was stabbed in the chest, so he only had air in and out, and he looked very weak.

But even if it was such a leisure, he still weakly stretched out his hand to Yuwen Tuo.

"Lord Wang... Ahem..."

Yuwen Tuo had a bad intuition in his heart, he seemed to be crazy, tore off the fabric from his body, and then wrapped it in the injured place, but it didn't help at all, even if it was wrapped in four or five layers, the blood would still seep out, and this blood pressure couldn't be stopped.

He took out all the bottles and cans on his body, as if all those things didn't cost money, and they were all sprinkled on Xiaoyao's wound, but the wound was too big, and the sword was completely submerged, and a big blood hole had been completely opened in his chest.

Even if Hua Tuo, a miracle doctor, is alive, he is powerless to return to heaven at all.

But Yuwen Tuo, such a smart person, couldn't see the carefree appearance in front of him, and he was still trying to stop the bleeding there.

It is estimated that he also knew in his heart that such an attack would definitely kill someone, but he just didn't want to admit it in his heart, and he didn't want to admit that such a thing had happened.

What kind of existence is Xiaoyao to him? It's like air or sunshine, always quietly accompanying him by his side, it seems that there will always be no waves, and there will never be any ups and downs, just quietly, quietly by his side.

I don't feel anything when I'm around him, I just use it when I need it, and I put it aside when I don't need it.

Xiaoyao follows him Yuwen Tuo's side as if it is a matter of course, this matter has been used to since he was a child, Xiaoyao should have been with Evant's side, Yuwen Tuo without Xiaoyao can't be called Yuwen Tuo, and Xiaoyao without Yuwen Tuo can't be called Xiaoyao.

But maybe it's because the air and sunlight are too easy to obtain, so I've never tasted the taste of loss, and Yuwen Tuo has never thought of being free, and one day he will fall in front of him in such a daze.

He just looked at the blood flowing from his chest there, helpless like a child.

For him, Xiaoyao is not only like a subordinate, but more like a relative, and more like a sustenance of family affection.

It's an existence that you can't leave.

And it's to protect him... That's why it's ......

Yuwen Tuo found that the blood was getting more and more unstoppable, and tears fell like this.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but in fact, they just haven't reached the sad place, and the way they are now is where Yuwen Tuo's sadness lies, this sword stabbed into his body, and it made him feel sad, and it made him feel helpless.

Qu Huashang next to him, seeing Yuwen Tuo's appearance, didn't know what to do for a while.

The relationship between Yuwen Tuo and Xiaoyao is something she doesn't know, and it's something she can't participate in at all, these two people grew up in the palace together, and the things they experienced together were all things she Qu Huashang didn't know, the feelings between these two people are obviously not the feelings of subordinates and princes, and have become a kind of existence that transcends family affection, friendship, and love, and the two of them have witnessed too many things together, so separation is always a sad thing for them than the usual separation.

She can't do anything, and he can't do anything when he looks at Xiaoyao, but Qu Huasheng's professionalism tells her that Xiaoyao can't be saved, even if there are immortals, they can't save Xiaoyao.

With such a big blood hole, Xiaoyao can still have qi now, as if it has become a miracle, but I don't know how long it can last, and I don't know why Xiaoyao continues to support it here.

Qu Huashang looked at the torches that were getting closer and closer, and knew that the rescuers were about to arrive, so he sent out Heifeng and them to bring the rescuers over immediately.

I just hope that Xiaoyao can hold on, maybe something miraculous will happen.

The help has come, if you can get on the fast and smooth carriage, try to minimize the bumps in the road, and try to speed up as much as possible, and go to Kyoto with a leisurely ride, maybe there is still a glimmer of life, although the possibility of this life is very small, but it is better than nothing.

Maybe there is a miracle doctor in Kyoto who can heal the bones of the dead, or maybe there really is such a person.

At this time, Xiaoyao obviously knows his own situation, but compared to his current situation, what makes him more sad.

The prince who was invincible to him was crying, crying as if he was when the concubine died.

It's like a child who has no spiritual support.

This made him very sad, he didn't want to see the prince sad, a person like the prince should be high-spirited, should be a young man sitting on a tall horse with a red horse, not in this miserable hell, the same place hugged him and cried bitterly.

The fact that the prince felt sad made him feel very sad and blamed himself very much.

Although he no longer had any strength, he slowly raised his hand and wiped the tears on the prince's face.

"Lord Wang... Don't be sad, this time... It was we who won, and it was the prince who won... Getaway... I'll be happy for the prince..."

"Getaway... It's not worth the prince's sadness..."

Xiaoyao was injured at this time, and he was already speaking very slowly, as if he was spitting out word by word, but he still persevered, and said it here, as if he was saying his last words.

After all, no one knows the condition of his body better than him, he knows that he can't live today, and he sees the villain in the book saying to the decent that next year is your death day, but he didn't expect that the words in the book are now finally falling on his head, he can clearly predict his death, and know that today next year is his death day.

However, the difference between him and the book is that the person in the book will never live, but he will never die, but he is really dead when he dies.

He inexplicably felt a trace of sadness, but this trace of pathos did not make him feel too sad, or sad, just a trace of sadness, and there was nothing else but sadness.

"Lord... You've got to be good... To become the Ninety-Five Supreme... I want to ascend to the throne well... Be a king......... Also... Want... Good to Miss Qu, the two of them must... A hundred years of good cooperation and grandchildren..."

The last paragraph, when I said it, I don't know if it was because of a premonition of my death, or because of other things, and the tears fell suddenly.

He wants his prince to be well, and his children and grandchildren are full.

"Don't say anything like that." When Yuwen Tuo'er heard Xiaoyao's words, she seemed to be able to sense that Xiaoyao was explaining what was going on, and choked him.

"You have a good rest, if you speak, it will only make the injury worse, so it's better to talk less."

"As for what will happen in the future, whether I become the prince or I marry Yi'er, you have to be by my side, you can see these things with your own eyes, don't explain it to me here."

"You've got to be good, okay, you've got to be good."

Yuwen Tuo said these words with a crying tone, because he could clearly feel that lying on his lap, the breath he exhaled was getting less and less, as if he would stop breathing in the next second.

The rescuers finally came late at this time, and the enemy troops also fled, and there were not a few left, and they caught a few alive with black chess.

But it was at this time that Xiaoyao listened to Yuwen Tuo's chattering there as a threat, like an order, but actually a word of concern, and stopped talking.

His mouth was also full of blood foam, and he couldn't reply if he wanted to reply to the prince, but fortunately, what he should say has been said, and the things that should be explained have also been explained, that is, his unfulfilled wish has always been unfulfilled.

Xiaoyao looked at the jaw of the prince beside him with some greed, and used to tell people that the prince couldn't get tired of seeing this face, even if he grew up with the prince from childhood to adulthood, he couldn't get tired of seeing it.

I still can't get tired of watching it now, but I really won't have a chance to see it in the future.

The appearance of the prince slowly became blurred in Xiaoyao's eyes, and finally turned into pitch black, and Xiaoyao's breathing stopped abruptly.