The moon was dark and the wind was high, and Ye Qingqiu stood in front of the towering city gate. The eyes are as cold as the cold winter wax moon. Take out the prepared brush. Stained with red paint, he wrote:

Strange injustices through the ages, a leaf on the left.

The royal family is in trouble, and the loyal ministers are in trouble!

Lonely Torture Lao Tzu wants to let Wei know that my father is innocent! A short four-character poem that expresses Ye Haoran's grievances. Also writes about the ruthlessness of the royal family.

Murong Xuan behind him was shocked in his heart, and a pair of deep eyes stared at Ye Qingqiu tightly. It seemed that he had to re-examine Ye Qingqiu. Thinking of the cruel means of solitary punishment, Ye Qingqiu

Angry, he picked up his pen and wrote on the side: "With such a country and such a person, a century-old foundation will surely sink." And defiantly leave their names below. Lonely Punishment! Wait for my girl to come back!

Throwing away the brush in his hand, he turned around and bumped into Murong Xuan's surprised gaze, "Why are you looking at me like this?" Ye Qingqiu was furious by him.

"Cynical?" Murong Xuan chuckled, "Ye Qingqiu, you are hiding well!" ”

"Thanks for the compliment!"

"Sir, the moon is dark and the wind is high, let's not do something as if we are sorry for the good weather given by God to kill people and set fires!" Ye Qingqiu raised his head and looked at a pitch-black sky.

"Just you?" Murong Xuan scoffed.

"I can't, but ...... Isn't there a gentleman? Ye Qingqiu smiled and held Murong Xuan's arm. And not angry.

"Let's go!" Ye Qingqiu pushed Murong Xuan and pointed to the city wall, "Take me and fly over!" As she spoke, she held Murong Xuan's arm with both hands, but she was afraid that she would not be able to catch Murong Xuan for a while, so Ye Qingqiu just wanted to hold Murong Xuan.

"Stay away!" Murong Xuan pushed her away.

Oops hey! Grandma's! I don't have any friendship at all, Murong Xuan, you bastard is too hurtful. Ye Qingqiu looked at Murong Xuan with a cold face. Suddenly, Ye Qingqiu's neck tightened, and his legs were off the ground.

Murong Xuan lifted her up. Her clothes were so strangled that she couldn't breathe. In an instant, Murong Xuan had already taken Ye Qingqiu into the city gate. "Murong Xuan! It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years! You wait for me! "If I don't need you now, my mother will let you survive at this moment, and you can't die!

"Who's who, where?" The patrolling soldier suddenly shouted.

Ye Qingqiu hurriedly pulled Murong Xuan to hide in the bushes on the wall.

The soldiers on patrol came over with lanterns and shone them around. Ye Qingqiu held his breath and stared, and he didn't dare to come out.

A pair of hands were clenched tightly, and a thin layer of sweat appeared in his heart. Murong Xuan looked down at the two hands he and Ye Qingqiu were clasped tightly together.

Murong Xuan couldn't understand that a man's hand was so soft and silky, like a woman's hand.

Wait a minute...... Man? He actually held hands with a man, and what was the matter with that moment of softness in his heart?

"Ahh Why are you pushing me? ”

"Who!" The soldiers on patrol carried lanterns and shone them over, "Who are you?" Murong Xuan waved away the lantern in front of him with a palm. The lantern falls to the ground, and the candlelight goes out inside. The patrol soldier pulled out the big knife at his waist and walked towards Murong Xuan.

In the dark, Murong Xuan frowned, he didn't expect a patrolling martial arts to be good. Murong Xuan raised his hand and pulled out the bone fan that Ye Qingqiu had inserted in his waist, and crackled back and forth in the dark night.

"Murong Xuan, you bastard!" Ye Qingqiu gritted his teeth and scolded while hurriedly tying his belt. "Take a fan, why are you pulling my belt!" Made's luckily there was no moonlight tonight, otherwise her gender would have been revealed.

Murong Xuan's hand was weak, and he only heard a "snap". My fan" Ye Qingqiu wailed! "Murong Xuan, you accompany me to the fan," on her fan is a butterfly love flower written by today's great writer Guo Qian, which is priceless.

The sound of fighting alarmed the patrol not far away. "There's someone over there! Fast...... Come on! ”

The more Ye Qingqiu thought about it, the more distressed he became, so he rushed up and said without asking, grabbing his hair, "Murong Xuan, you compensate me for my fan!" Lose me the fan! ”

"Damn let go!"

Ye Qingqiu was slightly stunned, "Not Murong Xuan?" ”

When Ye Qingqiu was stunned, Murong Xuan snatched the big knife in the man's hand, and the knife flashed, and the head of the man had been cut off. Ye Qingqiu was completely stunned at the moment. Standing there stupidly, frozen for a second.

And then......

"Ahh Ye Qingqiu threw the head in his hand to Murong Xuan.

Made! She almost peed! She was crazy just now to think that it was good for Murong Xuan to come along!

"What a bold man, dare to kill officers and soldiers!" The officers and men of the patrol rushed to see the headless corpse on the ground and shouted angrily. As he spoke, they drew their swords and besieged them.

Although Murong Xuan's martial arts are good, his two fists are difficult to defeat his four hands. What's more, there is Ye Qingqiu's burden...... Above. "Ye Qingqiu, get out of here!" She was wrapped around him like an octopus, and he couldn't do it at all.

"Don't!" Let him go, won't she become a living target? Ye Qingqiu hugged Murong Xuan tighter and tighter, for fear that he would push her down.

"You...... Are you sure? Murong Xuan raised his foot and kicked away a soldier who was slashing at his face.

"Of course!" Ye Qingqiu replied affirmatively. If she had paid attention to hearing Murong Xuan's tone, she was afraid that she would not have said this.

In the dark, Murong Xuan hooked his lips and sneered. At this moment, another soldier raised his knife, Murong Xuan's body moved slightly, and the knife in that person's hand was aimed at Ye Qingqiu's arm. Murong Xuan looked sideways at Ye Qingqiu, Ye Qingqiu, this is what you asked for!

It's just that when his gaze touched Ye Qingqiu's trusting eyes, Murong Xuan's heart flickered slightly. In this darkness, he was different from Ye Qingqiu. He has inner strength, like the day, he can see everything clearly.

But Ye Qingqiu didn't, she was no different from a blind man at this time! In such a situation, he trusted him so much. And what about him......

Murong Xuan regretted it a little, but now it was too late to dodge. Because there are enemies in front and behind, there is nowhere to hide. Murong Xuan didn't think about it, he stretched out his left hand and took Ye Qingqiu in his arms.

"Hiss" the sound of a knife cutting through flesh.

"Sir, are you hurt?" Ye Qingqiu asked nervously. Although she couldn't see it, she could feel that something was wrong with Murong Xuan.

"Hmm" Murong Xuan didn't hide it, the injured Murong Xuan became more and more strained, and the sweat on his forehead also came out.

"Ye Qingqiu, I can hold on for a while, you hurry up and go down and run! I'll stop them for you......"

"Hiss......" Murong Xuan was stabbed in the waist.

"Leaf ...... Clear...... Autumn ......" Murong Xuan shouted weakly, "Hurry down, hurry up!" Otherwise, you'll die! ”

Ye Qingqiu cried when he heard this, "Sir, I want to go down too, but ...... But you've been moving, I'm ...... I can't stand still! Murong Xuan almost vomited blood! He's going to be crazy to come with him tonight!

"Lao Tzu owes you in his last life!" Murong Xuan, who had always been cultivated, couldn't help but burst into foul language.

"Sir, you are swearing!" Ye Qingqiu was stunned.

"Get out!" With one hand, he forcefully pulled away Ye Qingqiu's hand around him,

"Hey, my waist!" Ye Qingqiu lay on the ground and wailed.

When a soldier saw Ye Qingqiu lying on the ground, he quickly raised his knife and slashed at Ye Qingqiu. Ye Qingqiu only felt that there was a gust of wind, and then there was a sound of breaking the air. But no matter how she thought about it, she didn't expect that she was not far from the Hades Palace

"Be careful!" Murong Xuan, who was surrounded by five soldiers, suddenly shouted. Ye Qingqiu naturally knew that Murong Xuan was telling her to be careful, but ......

How should she be careful? Climb up and run? But her legs are weak and she can't exert her strength!

"Sir, help!" Ye Qingqiu cried!

"Idiot!" Murong Xuan was angry and anxious, "Hurry up and run!" ”

Just when the knife was five centimeters away from Ye Qingqiu, there was a sudden "snap" sound of stone characters hitting the handle of the knife. Then there was the sound of knives hitting the ground.

"Master, are you alright?"

"Dark One!" Ye Qingqiu hugged the dark one, "I thought I was dead!" Ye Qingqiu cried!

"Don't be afraid! No one can hurt you with me! Dark One patted Ye Qingqiu on the back and comforted.

"Where have you been? I can't find you anywhere! ”

"Master! You're hurt? Murong Xuan's bodyguard, Feng Yang, also appeared. As he spoke, the soldiers were all lying on the ground with the wind raising their long swords turning, and they were not breathing!

Dark One carried Ye Qingqiu on his back, and Feng Yang helped Murong Xuan back to his place of residence outside the city. "Sir, your wounds are so bad!" Ye Qingqiu turned around and saw the long wound on Murong Xuan's waist, and immediately jumped off the back of the dark one.

Came to Murong Xuan. Murong Xuan ignored her and walked straight to the inner room. Ye Qingqiu was angry, what happened to her? She was not angry, he pushed her down angrily, and almost let her die.

"Ignore me!" Ye Qingqiu turned around and walked towards his room, and when he walked to the door, he turned around and walked towards Murong Xuan's room.

"Master, where are you going?" Dark One asked.

"Go see a tsundere!" Ye Qingqiu didn't look back and said that such a deep wound, if it is not treated in time, it will die!

"What are you here to do? I don't want to see you! Feng Yang stood at the door, crossed his arms, and stopped Ye Qingqiu.

"You've been kicked in the head by a donkey! Of course, I know how to heal, and I'm here to bandage my husband's wounds! Hurry up and find a white cloth with clean needles and threads, more white cloths, and a basin of hot water and a pot of white wine! And bowls! ”

Ye Qingqiu glanced at Feng Yang, and slapped Feng Yang's arm unceremoniously, "Of course, if you want your master to die, you should not have heard what I just said." ”