Then he pulled out the dagger on his chest, shook it towards Beichen Yue, and said, "See, the special dagger in the third brother's mansion, guess...... Will my father depose the crown prince again for you?? ”

Beichen endured the dizziness in his mind, and took a step forward with all his might, wanting to call someone over.

However, Beichen Feng smiled at him and said: "Don't waste your efforts, the front end of the dagger was smeared with poison by me, the more you move, the faster the poison will spread, this time, see who can still give you Chongxi, see who can save you!" ”

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to say, in order to show our brotherly affection, I inserted this knife into myself, and I also smeared the poison, but unfortunately, I took the antidote before I came, so at most, I will be in a coma with you for a while, and then I will wake up with my own nature, and you ...... Let's go to Lord Yama and report it!! ”

After Beichen Feng said this, he looked at Beichen Yue's eyes becoming more and more distracted, and then he threw away the dagger in his hand and shouted loudly outside the tent: "Someone!" There are assassins!! ”

Before Beichen Yue fell, the last picture he saw was Yan Feiyun and Mo Ying running towards him with anxious expressions, the two of them seemed to be shouting something, but he couldn't hear a word.

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On the seventh day of Beichen Yue's coma, Yan Feiyun did not spread the news of his coma, and the Night Kingdom finally withdrew its troops and agreed to sign a border friendship agreement with Beichen Kingdom, promising that there would be no more war within ten years.

The soldiers of the Beichen Kingdom cheered and celebrated the victory, and one by one they eagerly began to pack their bags and prepare to return home in triumph.

However, in the coach tent of the Beichen ** team, there was no celebratory atmosphere at all.

Yan Feiyun stayed in front of the soft couch, looking at Beichen Yue who was lying on the couch lifeless, and couldn't help but turn his head to the accompanying military doctor and asked, "What's the matter, it's been seven days, why hasn't His Highness shown signs of waking up yet?" ”

The military doctor trembled and said to Yan Feiyun, "Go back to ...... Returning to General Yan, this ...... His Royal Highness the King of Yue not only stretched out his hand to seriously injure him, but the wound had already begun to turn black and purple, and the minister ...... The minister looked at ...... This seems to be a sign of poisoning?? ”

"Poisoning??" Yan Feiyun stood up abruptly and said coldly to the military doctor's voice, "You mean, that dagger is poisonous??" ”

"This ...... As it stands, it should be like this. The military doctor stammered towards Yan Feiyun and said, "The minister looked at His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince in the tent next door, and the wound began to turn black and purple...... Come to think of it, the two of them were poisoned in the same way. ”

"What the fuck, why didn't you say it earlier!? You didn't say it until now!? Yan Feiyun took a step forward suddenly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the military doctor's collar, and lifted him up.

"Yan ...... General Yan spares his life!! This...... The minister is just a military doctor who travels with the army, and the direction he is good at is the treatment of sword wounds, this poison or something, is not the scope of the minister's expertise, and this poison is colorless and tasteless, and there are no obvious signs of poisoning at the beginning, and the minister did not find it for a while...... Also...... It's also normal ......."

The military doctor's face turned pale and said towards Yan Feiyun.

Normally, the military doctors who travel with the army are not of very high grade, most of them are good at dealing with trauma or treating colds and flu, after all, the sword has no eyes on the battlefield, there are losses and wins, in case of loss, the military doctor will become a prisoner of war, and even die because of it.

It is a high-grade imperial doctor, or a doctor with extremely superb medical skills, unless it is the emperor's personal expedition, otherwise it will not be easy to travel with the army.

Yan Feiyun stared at the sweaty military doctor in front of him for a long time, and finally let go of the hand that was tugging at his collar, and then asked the military doctor with some irritation: "Then what should I do now, do you have any way to heal King Yue?" ”

"This ......" The military doctor swallowed his saliva vigorously, and replied cautiously to Yan Feiyun: "In the past few days, His Royal Highness King Yue's injuries have become more and more serious, although the minister has applied medicine to His Royal Highness King Yue, but it still does not improve, and now he has found that His Royal Highness King Yue has been poisoned...... Minister...... I'm afraid ......"

He raised his eyelids, glanced at Yan Feiyun cautiously, and then said in a low voice: "I'm afraid, His Royal Highness King Yue won't survive tonight...... Strict...... General Yan also asks for condolences......"

After Yan Feiyun heard the words of the military doctor, his face turned pale with anger.

He took a deep breath and yelled at the medic "Get out", then turned around, walked over to the soft couch, and sat down.

"Brother Yue......" Yan Feiyun's voice trembled and said to Beichen Yue: "You have to hold on!" I've already asked Moying to pick up my sister-in-law!! I remember you saying that as long as your sister-in-law stays by your side, you won't die...... Wish...... I hope what you say is true......"

Beichen Yue was lying on the soft couch, and vaguely heard someone around him talking to him, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hear what the person was talking about, he opened his eyes a little irritably, looked at Yan Feiyun sitting next to the soft couch, silently shed tears, and couldn't help but say with some amusement: "General Feiyun, I can't imagine that you also have a day when you cry like a woman??" ”

However, as soon as his words fell, Beichen Yue was stunned.

Yan Feiyun in front of him was still silently wiping his tears, as if he didn't have any reaction to his words.

Beichen Yue couldn't help but sit up with his arms propped up, reached out and patted Yan Feiyun's shoulder and said, "Hey, didn't you hear me??" ”

Then, he watched as his hand passed through Yan Feiyun's shoulder and out of his arm.

This......

This is??

Beichen Yue was stunned, he looked down at his hand, and then looked back at the soft couch behind him.

On the soft couch, he still had his eyes closed, and he lay there with a pale face, looking lifeless.

And he himself turned out to be transparent, and it looked like a ...... It's like his translucent imperial grandfather.

After a moment of shock, Beichen Yue moved his legs, and then he watched as he floated in mid-air.

Beichen Yue: "......"

He can't be dead, right? This is all starting to go out of the body??

Just when he was shocked, two figures, one black and one white, suddenly floated in from outside the tent.

It wasn't until the two figures floated to Beichen Yue and stood still that Beichen Yue saw it clearly.

The two men turned out to be two handsome men, one wearing a black robe, and the other wearing a white robe, like the legendary ...... Black and white impermanence??

And for some reason, he vaguely felt that the looks of these two people looked a little familiar.

The man in the black robe was quite polite, he looked at Beichen Yue in front of him, and said in a lukewarm voice: "His Royal Highness King Yue, please come with us, your longevity is over, it's time to go back to the underworld with us to report." ”

Beichen Yue tugged at the corners of his mouth, looked at the black-robed man in front of him with puzzled eyes, and said, "Are you??" ”

"In the lower black twelve, this is my partner, white twelve, and the two of us are what you call black and white impermanence." The handsome man in the black robe replied politely towards Beichen Yue.

Black Twelve...... White Twelve??

Why does the format of this name sound so familiar?

Beichen frowned, looking at the black twelve and white twelve in front of him: "It turns out that black and white impermanence also has a name......

Bai Twelve, who had been floating next to him and didn't speak, smiled slightly and said: "His Royal Highness King Yue doesn't know, the black and white impermanence in the underworld is actually a profession, and there are many people engaged in this profession, after all, so many people pass away every day, if there are only two people in black and white impermanence, how can I bring my soul back to the underworld everywhere." ”

"But our names are also very simple, just sorted, from black one constant, white one constant, black two constant, white two often to black eleven, white eleven, and then to black ninety-nine, white ninety-nine, it's just a serial number."

Beichen Yue: "......"

This...... This sloppy way of naming, how can he vaguely feel a little familiar??

Black Twelve nodded beside him and echoed: "Yes, yes, in fact, the black and white impermanence in your world's mouth is just the black five constants and the white five constants, thousands of years ago, there were not so many people in the underworld who died now, and the people who died at the same time were not as many as now, the predecessors of the black five constants and the white five constants worked hard and hard, and occasionally there were Taoist masters who cultivated the Tao to see it, and over time, their names were spread to black and white impermanence. ”

Beichen Yue: "......"

That's the saying, but why are you guys so patient to explain so much to me??

Do you explain to others every time you hook a soul??

As if seeing Beichen Yue's doubts, Black Twelve and White Twelve smiled and said: "Actually, we don't usually explain so much, but Your Highness, you should have already seen Black Seventeen and White Seventeen, and their friendship with us on weekdays is not bad, the so-called friends of friends are friends, and if I say a few more words to you, it will be regarded as a common conversation." ”

Beichen Yue was slightly stunned, raised his head suddenly, looked at the black twelve and white twelve floating in front of him, and said: "Black seventeen and white seventeen are also black and white impermanence??" ”

Black Twelve was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Oops, it seems to have leaked my mouth." ”

Beichen Yue: "......"

Bai Twelve glanced at Hei Twelve, and then said to Beichen: "Anyway, Your Highness, your longevity is over, please go back to the underworld with us." ”

Beichen was stunned for a moment, and just when he wanted to say something more, he found that he had no way to speak, and his body began to involuntarily float behind Black Twelve and White Twelve towards the outside of the tent. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.