Chapter 273: Burying He Yin

When she was about to walk to the city tower, He Jingying stopped with a horse rope. She looked back at the Zipline Guard and said, "Give me your Zipline." ”

Fei Suo Wei was stunned for a moment: "Princess, you want to go in by yourself?" ”

He Jingying nodded: "You don't have to accompany me to death." ”

"Princess, the little one has followed He Saijiu for many years, and he doesn't care about life or death on this trip."

He Jingying slowly raised her head and looked at Fei Suowei: "He sacrificial wine is dead, why would you like to sacrifice wine to take revenge?" ”

The Zipline Guard nodded.

He Jingying smiled slightly: "Then listen to me." ”

He Jingying took the zipline and put it on her arm. She slashed her finger and released the newt from the box. The newt climbed onto He Jingying's shoulder and hid in the shadows of He Jingying's arms.

"Go back to Stone Town and tell them that I am dead outside the city."

Fei Suowei was stunned for a moment, and looked at He Jingying in confusion.

He Jingying sighed: "Only by saying that you saw me die with your own eyes, General Xiao will not impulsively come directly to the capital." ”

At that time, whether Xiao Lian wanted to go back to his world or continue to stay here, let him choose.

He Jingying tried the mechanism of the flight line: "After you go back to Stone Town to report the news, you will go to the mass grave." The capital is closed, and it is not so easy for Xiao Huatuo to really take the throne, and he will definitely kill people. If I make it to the city alive, I can deliver the news by the corpses thrown at the mass graves. ”

Fei Suowei looked at He Jingying in shock, it was obviously a terrible and dangerous thing, but she said so calmly.

He Jingying paused: "If I don't have any news within ten days, then let General Zhou prepare for a tough battle." In addition, don't let General Xiao know about this matter, just go to the mass grave quietly alone. ”

"Then the princess will stab her sword."

He Jingying raised her head in some astonishment. It quickly came to her senses, how could it be that she was dead under the castle tower, and the Flying Rope Guard was unscathed?

He Jingying picked up the sword in her hand: "Offended." With that, He Jingying raised her sword and stabbed it under Fei Suowei's left shoulder, above the heart vein.

Zipline snorted, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. He Jingying hurriedly tore off his sleeve to stop the bleeding for him, and took out the golden medicine from his arms.

Fei Suo Wei hurriedly blocked He Jingying's hand that was about to be drugged: "Princess, how can any deserter still have time to medicate himself?" ”

He Jingying lowered her eyes and took the golden medicine back into her arms: "You have suffered." ”

Fei Suo Wei looked at He Jingying and said firmly: "Princess, the original subordinates followed Lord He into the city to save the princess. Today, the princess has her own plan, and her subordinates should naturally follow it. It's just that the subordinates haven't received the news from the princess in the mass grave for ten days, whether it is on the order of Lord He or the order of General Zhou, the subordinates will find a way to enter the city to find the princess. ”

Seeing that he said so firmly, He Jingying no longer blocked it, nodded and said, "I will definitely live to deliver the news." ”

With that, He Jingying jumped on her horse and rushed in the direction of the city gate.

Skirting the mountain road, I soon saw a man hanging in front of the city gate.

A tall wooden frame was built in front of the city gate, and a man was tied to it, wearing only a middle coat, which was covered in blood. He hung his head down, his waterfall-like black hair fluttering in the air.

He Yin, who has been elegant all his life, has never been so embarrassed.

He Jingying burst into tears.

Many years ago, she wandered on the street, and it was He Yin who brought her back to Xiaoshan East Garden. Since then, she has also had a home, like a scholar woman, she has no worries about food and clothing, and is called Miss by Ojuku.

He Yin spends all day with Yaoshi, but because she likes to eat fish, even in winter, she personally goes to the icy stream to catch fish for her to eat.

After she was reborn, when she learned that the real Xiao Zhaoye was missing, and the six gods had no owner, only He Yin would ask her: "Are you wronged?" ”

Her He family, in fact, is only He Yin.

The family glory she keeps talking about is actually just for He Yin.

But now this handsome gentleman is hanging on a high platform, exposed to the scorching sun, and let the wind and rain blow.

Third uncle, I haven't eaten the fish soup you cooked for a long time.

Third uncle, A-Ying is late.

He Jingying stepped forward immediately, regardless of whether there were ambushes around or traps.

If you want to take it, you can take it.

With a lift of her left hand, He Jingying flew out of her arm and nailed it to the beam of the high platform.

He Jingying flew up from the horse, holding the sword in her right hand, and the whole person flew into the air under the drive of the flying rope. She swung out her sword and cut the rope that hung He Yin.

She threw the sword away, stretched out her right hand to hold He Yin, and fell heavily to the ground with He Yin.

She hugged He Yin, as if she was afraid that such a fall would shatter He Yin's weak skeleton.

The dust was flying, stained with He Yin's black hair.

"Third uncle?" He Jingying shouted softly.

He Yin's eyes were closed, obviously he was just asleep. It's like countless days and nights, when He Yin, who has taken medicine, rests in the room.

He Jingying stretched out her hand and gently brushed away the dust on He Yin's hair: "Third uncle, A-Ying is here to pick you up." ”

He Yin's fingers were cold, just like after going down to the river that day to catch fish for He Jingying. He Jingying held He Yin's hand in the palm of her hand, and tears fell drop by drop: "Third uncle, A-Ying wants to eat fish, are you okay to wake up?" ”

Since then, she really has no family.

Her home has never been the General's Mansion, but Xiaoshan East Garden, although she has only lived in Xiaoshan East Garden for a few years, but that is her real home.

The blood stained on the jacket had turned dark brown, and the dried blood stains had solidified on the jacket. The tattered midcoat was torn apart by numerous whip marks.

There was a sound of blades rubbing against armor.

He Jingying took off her robe and gently covered He Yin's body. She gently straightened He Yin's somewhat messy sideburns, and wiped the blood from his face.

Until the sound of footsteps was near, He Jingying did not raise her head.

Around He Jingying, hundreds of people surrounded her.

A person slowly walked to He Jingying's side.

He Jingying said coldly: "Fetch me a basin of water." ”

Xiao Huatuo's voice sounded in He Jingying's ears: "You dare to come alone, you are not small." ”

He Jingying frowned, she didn't want to say what she said a second time, she hooked her fingers, and the newt suddenly poked out of her shoulder.

Xiao Huatuo took a step back vigilantly and sneered, "The temper is not small. Xiao Huatuo turned around and ordered, "Who has water?" Bring. ”

Immediately, four or five water bags were delivered.

Xiao Huatuo threw those water bags at He Jingying's feet: "Take it." ”

He Jingying tore off a piece of cloth from the hem of her clothes, moistened it with water, and washed it with He Yin.

He Yin's fingertip nails were pulled out, the flesh and blood on the tips of his fingers were blurred, and the purple scabs stuck to the flesh of his fingers that could be used the most. He Jingying felt a pain in her heart, her hands trembled slightly, and she carefully and gently rubbed He Yin's fingertips, as if she was afraid of hurting him.

Xiao Huatuo stood behind He Jingying and sneered: "He has been dead for a long time, and it won't hurt." ”

He Jingying didn't answer, still carefully cleaning up the blood stains with He Yin.

Xiao Huatuo stood quietly aside, looking at He Jingying with a smile.

After a long time, He Jingying finally finished cleaning up, she got up again, walked to a forest near the city gate and dug a pit.

Xiao Huatuo looked up at the sky: "Are you going to bury him here?" ”

"Yes." He Jingying was too lazy to look at Xiao Huatuo, and dug the soil with her scabbard.

Third uncle, I will bury you in it, so that you can watch the revenge be avenged.

Xiao Hua Tuo was a little impatient, if it wasn't for the human skin mask blocking it, he could see him frowning.

Xiao Huatuo waved his hand to the soldiers behind him: "Come and help her, she digs like this, she can't finish digging in one night." ”

A few soldiers came from behind Xiao Huatuo and stood beside He Jingying to dig a pit.

He Jingying did not refuse those soldiers, but picked out the soil in the pit with the scabbard without saying a word.

After digging the pit, He Jingying hugged He Yin and put him flat at the bottom of the pit.

He Jingying picked up the surrounding soil and sprinkled the soil on He Yin's body one by one.

Xiao Huatuo walked to He Jingying's side, grabbed a handful of soil and was about to sprinkle it, but heard He Jingying say coldly: "Get out!" Your hands are dirty, and you are not worthy of a funeral for your third uncle. ”

Xiao Huatuo grabbed the loess hand for a moment, and couldn't help clenching it, and the green tendons burst out on the back of his hand. After a while, he finally controlled his emotions, his hand relaxed slightly, and the loess fell to the ground from his fingers.

Xiao Huatuo finally said impatiently: "Take this woman away!" ”

He Jingying didn't say a word, pulled out the sword from the scabbard, and slammed it into the ground beside her: "Which of you dare!" ”

The surrounding soldiers were shocked by He Jingying, and no one dared to step forward for a while.

Shen Wenji walked out from the side: "Mr. Yan, this woman is scheming and vicious, it's better to ......"

Xiao Huatuo smiled sarcastically and waved his hand at Shen Wenji: "Forget it, let her be." ”

After burying He Yin, He Jingying bowed three times to the tomb, stood up and said coldly to Xiao Huatuo: "Let's go." ”

Xiao Huatuo said with a little amusement: "How can you be sure that I won't kill you?" ”

He Jingying smiled coldly: "If you want to kill me, your patience is really good." ”

Xiao Huatuo clapped his palms and laughed: "I really want to kill you, I have endured it for a long time, and the person I want to kill the most is you." But if you are allowed to die like this, it is too cheap for you, and that person will not be happy. ”

That person?

He Jingying frowned slightly. The "person" in Xiao Huatuo's mouth, she had no clue.

Xiao Huatuo saw her confused look, and a trace of disdain flashed in his heart: "You won't remember it at all." But it's okay, I'll send you to him and you'll remember. ”

Xiao Huatuo waved his hand to the soldiers behind him again: "Let's go, it's not too early." It's just a pity, I thought you would bring more people, but I made a big fuss. ”

He Jingying followed Xiao Huatuo into the city, where is there still half of what it used to be in the capital? The corpses on Suzaku Street had been sent away, but the blood in that place had not yet been washed, and the cracks in the stone were black, and there were traces of blood flowing on the ground. There are ruins and broken walls all around, and there are traces of fire.

Passing by the Baling Palace, He Jingying caught a glimpse of the red lacquered wooden door of the Baling Palace, half-open and half-closed, like two broken pieces of wood. Looking out of the half-open door, the corpses in the Baling Palace, all over the place, along with the beams and pillars, were stained with blood.

Xiao Huatuo slaughtered the Baling Palace, so it is estimated that the other palaces will not be spared.

He Jingying said coldly: "Mr. Yan is very handy. ”

Xiao Huatuo smiled coldly, like a poisonous snake spitting out a snake letter, and the beast showed its fangs: "It's not enough to worry about it." ”

"Where did Mr. Yan lock up King Baling?"

Xiao Huatuo glanced at He Jingying with squinted eyes: "How do you know that I didn't kill him." ”

He Jingying looked at Xiao Huatuo with a smile: "You don't have to take this road to enter the palace, don't you take me around here just to let me see you slaughter the Baling Palace?" If you kill King Baling, you will probably hang his body at the entrance of the palace. ”

Xiao Huatuo raised his eyebrows: "You are smart." ”

He Jingying looked at Xiao Huatuo sarcastically and smiled: "After all, it's a little family." If it is Xiao Luan, why do you want to control the courtiers to use this kind of pickling method? ”

A trace of annoyance flashed on Xiao Huatuo's face, and his face suddenly sank.

But then he reverted to his arrogant and ruthless appearance: "Is Xiao Luan amazing? I'll show you to him later. ”

He Jingying's eyebrows jumped, Xiao Luan was obviously gouged out by the newt, what does it mean to see Xiao Luan?

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