Chapter 227: Fang Soul Dies? Who is with the jade
The murderous intent in Feng Duhan's eyes was like a sharp blade in his hand, Xiao Xiao was cold and compelling.
All the generals stood on the spot for a while.
With such a clear killing intent, no one dared to stop it, everyone knew that Feng Duhan was really angry at this time, and if anyone stepped forward to stop it at this time, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The prince's face was frightened, but he didn't mean to retreat, "The wind is cold, what do you want to do?" A dignified and mighty general, you dare to point your sword at the current prince, what crime should you be guilty of! ”
The faces of several lieutenants were like ashes, and even they could see that Feng Duhan was not just pointing his sword at the prince, he obviously wanted to cut him, what kind of stand was this prince still putting here.
At this moment, a cyan shadow suddenly jumped out of the crowd, "The prince is angry!" Tsing Yi clenched his fists and knelt down on one knee in front of Feng Duhan, blocking the way.
The long sword in Feng Duhan's hand condensed into the air like frost, and the sword body did not move, just looking at the expression, this sword was like his heart, silently and coldly, just waiting for a long howl to be stained with blood.
"Lord Shizi!" Tsing Yi's cold sweat soaked his clothes, but he refused to let go of the slightest, he knew that if this sword was cut off, Feng Duhan would have to bear what a heavy charge.
"Get out of the way." The wind twilight said coldly, and his tone was cold to the bone.
"No ......"
"Get out of the way!" Feng Duhan's gaze crossed Tsing Yi and stared at the prince opposite.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince finally returned to the camp, and his subordinates will arrange for you to rest." Everyone didn't dare to dissuade Feng Duhan, so they had to persuade the prince.
The prince's face was calm, but in fact, his back was already covered with a thin layer of sweat, and at this time, he got the steps, pretended to glance at the wind and twilight with disdain, and left with the soldiers around him with a cold snort.
As soon as the sword body moved, Tsing Yi's figure moved with it, and he rushed forward desperately, but he didn't dare to draw his sword, raised the scabbard, and resisted in a panic.
"General, I can't help it!" The generals behind him said in unison.
The sword body of the wind and twilight cold swept over Tsing Yi's shoulder, and although it didn't touch it, the sharp sword aura still tore a huge hole in the clothes on Tsing Yi's shoulder.
"The general is angry!" The generals will dissuade in unison.
The drizzle fell quietly at some point.
At first, it was just a little bit of it, splashing on the sleeve of the shirt, and there was no trace.
Feng Duhan stared at Tsing Yi in front of him, and the anger in his eyes was like a monstrous wave.
Suddenly, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by a rumbling thunder. The drizzle is like a curtain, and the earth is covered with sprinkles, and the wind and twilight cold robes are drenched by the rain, which is even more scarce.
A moment of silence seemed to everyone to be silent forever.
turned his head suddenly, but saw that Pharmacist Cui and Du Wei had long disappeared from the rain curtain, leaving only the dazzling red on the ground, which gradually blended into the rain and meandered down, as if the blood on his body had also been taken away, mixed into the endless cold night.
"Mr. Cui has already brought people back to the military tent." Someone said.
Feng Duhan walked away, and when he arrived in front of Pharmacist Cui's military tent, he saw that the door of the tent was stained with blood, and he raised his hand to pick up the tent curtain, but somehow, as if he had been drained of his strength, he didn't even have the strength to lift it up.
At this moment, the curtain was lifted from within, and Pharmacist Cui walked out, his eyes lowered, but his face was solemn as never before.
"How is she?" Feng Duhan grabbed Pharmacist Cui as if he wanted to push him away and go inside.
Pharmacist Cui turned his body sideways and blocked him out of the tent.
Feng Duhan was stunned for a moment, and looked up at him suspiciously.
Pharmacist Cui's eyes shrank, looking extremely unnatural, "Lord Shizi, don't go in." ”
Wind Twilight felt a chill in his heart, a trembling feeling that he had never felt before, and it spread like lightning in his heart.
"How's Viola?"
Pharmacist Cui took a deep breath and plucked up his courage to say, "Miss Du, she ...... Already went to ......"
Feng Duhan stood there stunned, unresponsive for a long time.
Pharmacist Cui panicked and hurriedly called, "Lord Shizi? ”
Feng Duhan was shocked, and suddenly coughed violently, vomiting blood one after another, and his face was terrifyingly pale.
Pharmacist Cui hurriedly stepped forward to support him, but he waved him away, "Impossible...... Just now she ...... You're still talking to me......"
Pharmacist Cui saw that he vomited blood, and he was afraid that he would have a poison attack at this time, so he stepped forward to support him desperately, "Lord Shizi, what she said below is all the truth, and she finally wants to bring a word for Lord Shizi...... If she doesn't come back, she will go home, and there is no need to be sad or worried...... Lord Shizi! ”
Before the words fell, I saw Feng Dushi's body suddenly shake, stumbling under his feet, and falling down.
Pharmacist Cui was worried that he would come to him for questioning when he woke up, but what he didn't expect was that Feng Duhan went directly to the big tent of the Chinese army to discuss the affairs of the army with his lieutenant generals, as if he was fine.
Although Pharmacist Cui felt that something was wrong, he couldn't see any clues for a while, but he was also relieved and hurriedly returned to the military tent.
Tsing Yi was already waiting there, and when he glanced at the coffin parked in the tent, he always felt extremely dazzling.
"Are you ready?" Pharmacist Cui asked.
Tsing Yi nodded, "But it's a little difficult to get to Wanfu Temple in Liangzhou City within ten days." ”
Pharmacist Cui said helplessly: "Now only this method can save her life, and whether it is successful or not depends on her creation." ”
The coffin was not nailed, Pharmacist Cui opened the lid of the coffin, Tsing Yi looked inside, and saw Du Wei's face as pale as paper, lying in it without life.
"Is this really possible?" Tsing Yi said uncertainly.
"I gave her the Soul Rejuvenation Pill, which can make her enter a state of suspended animation in advance, the only one who can save her in this world is Huiwu presiding, if he is still in Liangzhou Wanfu Temple, you can only rush there within ten days, if not, once the effect of the Soul Rejuvenation Pill passes, within half an hour, she will die of exhaustion."
Tsing Yi's face sank like water, "But the prince is here, ......" He also saw the scene outside just now, and even he didn't expect that everyone said that the uncaring prince of Nanwang would almost kill the prince for Du Wei.
"Long pain is better than short pain." Pharmacist Cui sighed, "Besides, this method is extremely dangerous, and the road is far away, if you can't catch up and still die, it is better to let the prince break his mind now." ”
Tsing Yi nodded, asked a few secret guards to help, and quietly carried Du Wei's coffin from behind the tent to the carriage.
Watching Tsing Yi and the others leave the barracks in their carriages, Pharmacist Cui sighed faintly, and instructed his subordinates to know about the imperial physician of the army: "This matter must not be known to the prince, it can be delayed for a day." ”
Those people all showed embarrassed looks on their faces, wanting to pretend to be confused in front of the wind and twilight, how bold and risky it was!
Pharmacist Cui snorted coldly: "If you don't hide it from the general, I'm afraid that he would rather resist the order and collect troops to rush to save her, do you know what the crime of collecting troops without permission is?" ”
Several imperial doctors looked at each other.
Pharmacist Cui smiled bitterly: "Anyway, the left and right are one death, even if a few of us offend the general and be beheaded, but we can save the lives of these 30,000 soldiers, this should also be regarded as a merit." ”
Passing by the big tent of the Chinese army, Pharmacist Cui sighed silently.
I saw the candlelight in the tent flickering, reflecting the heroic back inside, and it didn't move.
As time goes by, the council will depart, and in the end only the lonely back will be left in the tent.
Angelica, Angelica......
But there will be no one in the tent waiting for him to return......
Feng Duhan propped one arm on the desk, his fingers covering his eyes, as if the candle flame was particularly dazzling.
"Vier...... I haven't been back so late, will you be waiting for me......"
There was silence in the tent, and no one could give him an answer.