Feng Thirteen's eyes were crimson...... Why? ”

Why do they have to die?

There was not a single fluctuation on Shen Hanxi's pale face: "There is no why." Since the day she was sent to the palace by Gu Linsheng, she has been a living sacrifice, dedicated to this palace in crisis. Without the official to protect her, she wouldn't even be able to see the face of the Son of Heaven. The protection that the official has given her all these years is enough to repay the sins that let her die today. ”

His face seemed to be covered with a cold and stiff mask, making it impossible to see the slightest emotion in his heart.

Because of the sword wound on his chest, he gasped slightly, but the corners of his lips hooked a slightly vicious arc: "When she can't survive, the only person who can ask for help is the official, and when the official worked hard for her, where was you, the brother?" ”

This sentence successfully caused ripples in Feng Thirteen's heart, and he clenched the sword in his hand and stabbed the other party in the throat with murderous anger.

"K-"

The sword was blocked again, and his body staggered back under the huge impact, and a huge internal force came from the sword he clenched, shaking his internal organs and churning. He fell to his knees on one knee, his hands resting on the hilt of his sword, and in an instant he vomited a large mouthful of blood.

After his breathing calmed down, he stiffened his neck, and through his messy forehead, he saw a young man named Xia Xiaoqiu standing in front of Shen Hanxi, staring at him coldly.

At this moment, there was a great sense of fatalism that surrounded him.

Wasn't he himself a man full of sin? The unforgivable mistake he had committed in his youth flashed in his mind again, and he seemed to be once again overlooked by the statue of the Bodhisattva in the ruined temple. The reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, some debts, in the dark, have their own way to repay.

He finally unleashed his sword and fell backwards.

The pain gradually encroached on the body, and the five senses fell into the endless abyss little by little. He felt that his body was constantly falling and falling, and all his consciousness was finally annihilated in the chaotic dream.

I don't know how long later, he heard the sound of wheels and the woman's astonishment: "Miss, there is a dead man here!" ”

Then he heard another, clearer voice: "There is still breath, help him into the car." Hey? Why is this face so familiar......" and then the woman's tentative tone, "Wood? ”

He couldn't tell if it was his dream or if it was real, but he felt that there was some déjà vu between the voice and the title......

Shen Hanxi sat in the carriage and finally slowly let go of his hand, the clean robe on his chest had been stained with blood, and his sideburns were already dripping with cold sweat.

Xia Xiaoqiu was driving at a gallop and heard the low voice of the man in the car: "There will be people on the road to set up an ambush to avoid the routes that are often taken." ”

He tightened his grip on the reins and replied, "I understand. ”

The palms of his hands were already full of sweat.

Due to excessive blood loss, Shen Hanxi's lips were a little chapped and gray. He had already vaguely guessed who the person who wanted him to die was, and couldn't help but laugh at himself, sitting on the glory for so many years, in exchange for an ending of betrayal and separation, God didn't cheapen himself.

He swallowed a pill to stop bleeding, and was about to close his eyes to breathe, but as soon as he closed his eyes, the woman's smile appeared in front of him, and her smiling appearance, tearful appearance, resentful appearance, and avoidance of him were all vividly remembered.

He curled the corners of his lips, as if God, and he didn't skimp on himself.

Even though Xia Xiaoqiu had already picked the most remote road, he still couldn't escape the ambush. As soon as the carriage passed through the castle tower of Chengqimen, leaving the sight of the city patrol soldiers, a dense number of feather arrows suddenly fell from the sky, like a rainstorm pear blossom, Xia Xiaoqiu immediately pulled out his saber and said sharply: "Protect your lord!" ”

The soldiers and horses of the Imperial Guard Division were all strictly controlled by the Shendu Camp on the grounds of maintaining law and order during the Holy Lord's funeral, even if what happened in the Jinluan Palace today immediately reached the ears of the general of Luan Yiwei, if he wanted to break free from the shackles of the Shendu Camp and lead troops to help, it was not something that could be done in a moment.

Just to mediate with Xie Qi, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort.

Now guarding Shen Hanxi, including Xia Xiaoqiu, there are only nine shadow guards.

The other party is desperate to aim at this opportunity, trying to quickly get rid of him before the situation ferments.

The assassins had already been ambushed, and they also had an absolute advantage in numbers, even if they sat in the car with their eyes closed, Shen Hanxi could feel the tragic and ominous atmosphere from the sound of killing outside the car.

He closed his eyes and breathed as if he were in a state of flux, shielding himself from all movement.

Blood splattered on the walls of the carriage, leaving a long streak of blood, and one of the shadow guard's backs slammed into it, and the blood stain formed a vertical streak of blood as his body slid down.

Xia Xiaoqiu's eyes were red, and the blood on the knife was churning. However, no matter how much he slashed and killed, the assassin could not finish killing. He was covered in blood, and he only hated that he was flesh and blood, and he couldn't turn into a ghost and cut these people to death.

Several hidden weapons were hit on his body, all of which were quenched with poison, and began to eat away at his consciousness.

He tried to keep himself awake, but his movements became more and more sluggish due to the poison.

A dagger pierced his right eye, and he grabbed the other's wrist so hard that the muscles in his hand burst out, but he watched the dagger get closer and closer......

He licked his dry lips, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that an assassin had approached the door of the car, and the power in his body suddenly exploded, and he threw off the man who was confronting him, and ran towards the car, but his eyes were black in the middle, and the whole person fell to his knees.

Oops-

The poison had spread to his legs.

Is it all over?

But at this moment, a man with a bundle of hair flew up and slit the opponent's neck before the assassin approached the carriage. He was accompanied by a dozen or so people in the same costume as him, all covering their mouths and noses with their face armor, and their clothes were faintly decorated with embroidered patterns with dark threads, like a huge Xuanyi bird with wings ready to fly.

The leader of the assassins did not expect that Shen Hanxi still had reinforcements, and all of them were masters among the masters, he saw that his side had suffered heavy losses, and if he delayed any longer, the reinforcements of Luan Yiwei would also arrive, and immediately gestured to inform his subordinates to abandon the siege.

The men in the black clothes in the face armor did not chase them, and let them disappear without a trace.

Xia Xiaoqiu finally couldn't hold it anymore, fell to the ground, and slowly closed her eyes.

Shen Hanxi's voice came from inside the carriage, except for being slightly hoarse and low, it was almost impossible to hear that he was a seriously injured person: "The secret door of the Mo family, why do you want to help this official?" ”

The Xuanyi man at the head turned his back to the carriage and tilted his head slightly: "Since Your Excellency knows that we are the secret door of the Mo family, you should know that the dead men of the secret door have always only obeyed the orders of the Lord and acted without asking all the reasons. Luan Yiwei is already on the way here, and our mission has been completed, so we take our leave. ”

The wind lifted the curtain, revealing a pale and thin face, and frost gradually spread in Shen Hanxi's eyes.

Since the secret door is here, the girl's whereabouts are already under the control of the Mo family.

They are here today, one is to help, and the other is just to remind.

The news of Shen Hanxi's assassination and serious injuries soon spread throughout the government and the opposition, and this matter naturally reached Song Ran's ears. It is said that he was seriously injured and unconscious, and his life was hanging in the balance, and his condition was extremely bad. When she heard the news, her whole person was like a lightning strike, and although she tried her best to control the emotions on her face, her hands couldn't stop shaking.

Her mind gradually came back from the blank space, telling herself to calm down and calm down. In the past two days, Shaoyuan has been following her inch by inch, and it is difficult for her to find a chance to go out alone, so she needs to find a way to go to the Shen Mansion to meet him. No matter how bad it is, let Uncle Zhong inquire about the exact news.

However, before Uncle Zhong came back, an uninvited guest came to the Song Mansion.

A small servant stood outside the door and respectfully handed over the invitation: "My son-in-law wants to invite Miss Mo to the house to talk, and also invite the girl to appreciate her face." ”

Song Ran looked coldly at the payment on the invitation, and before he could agree, the post was snatched away by Shaoyuan. After reading it, he tore it to pieces: "The surname Xie still has the face to invite you?!" Missing! ”

Although what Xie Qi did was harmless to the second son of the Mo family, and even a little funny, it was a little wrong for him to use himself and kidnap his sister.

He Mo Shaoyuan, how can he be bullied like this?

But I heard the woman say: "Gongzi Xie is kindly invited, how can the little girl refuse." ”

Shaoyuan paused, and immediately looked at her incredulously, only to see that her side face was white and indifferent, and the corners of her lips were hooked with a sneering arc, her temper has always been good, and she would never easily show displeasure to people, and it was the first time he had seen her hostility to anyone so explicit.

He suddenly raised his eyebrows and said, "Shaowei, did the person surnamed Xie bully you?" I knew that he didn't have any good intentions when he kidnapped you, no wonder he worked so hard to save you back then, it turns out that his thoughts are so dirty! While rolling up his sleeves, he said angrily, "Let's go, I'll beat him up for you!" Xie Mo's relationship with the two families is like this, and the ambitious leopard dares him! ”

He turned back to the young man behind him and said, "Shang Xiang, take all the secret weapons of Young Master Ben!" ”

Song Ran didn't stop him, let him follow him, and sat on the soft sedan chair that went to Xie Qi's residence together.

After the sedan chair landed, Xie Qi greeted him personally, his eyes fell on each of the two sisters and brothers, raised his hand, and rubbed Shaoyuan's head, his attitude was like that of a big brother next door: "Second son Mo seems to have grown taller again." ”

Shaoyuan snorted heavily and said, "Don't get close to me." The corners of his lips were hooked, and he said compassionately, "Mr. Xie has been playing people very happily during this time." ”

Xie Qi was wearing a moon-white regular clothes, his hair was half untied, and he had an innocent look: "Why did the second son of Mo say this?" The soul-stirring peach blossom eyes turned to the woman standing next to her without speaking, her gaze stopped on her face, and gradually deepened, "Isn't Shaowei the most fond of drinking my West Lake Longjing, the quality of the Longjing of Jingzhong Tea Store is not good, and I specially asked people to go to Hangzhou Mansion yesterday." Stop standing here talking, come in. ”