Chapter 187: You're Not the Seventh Sister

After half a column of incense.

In the backyard of the inn, Yun Lingxi was lying on the bed with Mo Yechen in his arms, and noticed that his breathing had become shallow and long.

She slowly opened her eyes, and sadness appeared in her bright eyes.

The upturned tails of the eyes elongate the corners of the eyes, making the sadness even heavier.

Carefully depicting his beautiful face, Yun Lingxi pursed his red lips.

The whereabouts of the Jiuyang Burning Tail Grass are unknown, the red kite is useless, and his physical condition has been deteriorating.

Is she really just resigned to her fate?

In the City Lord's Mansion, Fu Shiyu carefully took off the silver needle on Wen Xiaoxiao's body.

"How is he?"

Situ Yan looked at Wen Xiaoxiao nervously, his eyes full of worry.

"There is no fear of his life for the time being, but the wound has been exposed to the air for too long, and there is a possibility of infection, find a clean room, I have to clean and stitch the wound for him." Fu Shiyu frowned slightly, took the clean gauze that Luoyun found and covered Wen Xiaoxiao's wound.

"Follow me." Situ Yan wanted to hug Wen Xiaoxiao, but his body shook unsteadily when he got up.

"Deputy City Lord, you lead the way, I'll come." Luoyun held Situ Yan, looked at his thin figure, and then looked at Wen Xiaoxiao's burly and tall figure, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Does this deputy city lord think too highly of himself?

With his small body, Wen Xiaoxiao may not be able to carry one of his legs.

"Thank you." Thanking Luoyun Dao, Situ Yan glanced at Wang Qian and Zhuang Sha in disgust, and said to Ah Yuan: "Your Highness, the minister has evidence of Wang Qian's cruelty to the people over the years, and the minister will sort it out and hand it over to you in a while." ”

Ah Yuan raised his eyes to look at him, without emotion, and glanced at him calmly, but it made Situ Yan's heart sink.

A chill rose on his back, and Situ Yan's heart was full of surprise.

Immediately, surprises came to my heart.

The eldest prince returned, and the uncle finally didn't have to be embarrassed.

"Your Highness, please." Bowing again, different from the politeness just now.

This time, Situ Yan's tone was respectful from the heart.

"Detain Wang Qian and Zhuang Sha, ask and behead tomorrow, and all those who are loyal to Wang Qian in the mansion will be killed on the spot."

Ah Yuan glanced at Wang Qian coldly, his voice was flat but with a thick coercion.

Wang Qian looked up at him in horror and shouted: "The eldest prince, you can't kill me, I am the second prince's ......"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes widened, and he slowly lowered his eyes to look at the long sword inserted in his chest, his eyes full of disbelief.

"You...... You ......" blood gushed out of his mouth.

Wang fell to the ground with a thump, and gradually lost his voice.

The wide eyes were full of disbelief.

Ah Yuan carried a blood-stained sword, a delicate baby face, covered with frost at this time.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the guards of the City Lord's Mansion who rushed over, and his voice was wrapped in ice: "Wang Qian connived at his nephew to persecute the people, in a vain attempt to kill the prince of the dynasty and the prince of Shuoyue Chuxuan, the princess, the crime is extremely evil, and ten thousand deaths are not enough to make up for the sins he committed, and now he has been ambushed." ”

"From today onwards, the position of the city lord will be taken over by the deputy city lord Situ Yan."

The guards glanced at each other, although they wondered why the eldest prince who died early suddenly appeared, but Wang Qian was killed, and the deputy city lord took office, they were very happy.

At that moment, everyone threw the blades in their hands and knelt on the ground: "See the eldest prince, the city lord." ”

Ah Yuan stood in front of him with his hands in his hands, round eyes, dark and deep, delicate baby face, noble and indifferent.

He looked up into the distance, the corners of his mouth outlining a bloodthirsty arc.

His good father, and those three good brothers, he will play with them.

When Ah Yuan returned to the inn after handling the affairs of the City Lord's Mansion, he happened to meet Bihe who was walking out.

In an instant, the cold and murderous body dissipated.

A smile unconsciously spread on his face, a sweet dimple appeared on his cheek, and he smiled and bent his eyes: "Sister Bihe." ”

When Bihe saw him, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but step forward and pinch his face: "Are you scared?" ”

Ah Yuan experienced blood for the first time, and he must have been scared in his heart.

At the beginning, when her hands were stained with blood for the first time, she was so nauseous that she couldn't eat for several days.

The smile in Ah Yuan's eyes faded, covered with a layer of mist, snorted, reached out to grab Bihe's sleeve, and asked cautiously, "Sister Bihe, can you accompany me to eat something?" ”

His pitiful little appearance instantly captured Bihe's old mother's heart, she rubbed the soft hair on the top of Ayuan's head, took his hand and walked out: "What do you want to eat?" Tell my sister, and my sister will buy it for you. ”

"I want to eat the ravioli from the corner shop."

"Okay."

Fu Shiyu, who had just walked to the door of the inn, looked at Ah Yuan's appearance that was completely different from that in the City Lord's Mansion, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

Hehe, man, it's fickle.

He didn't forget that in the City Lord's Mansion, he stitched up Wen Xiaoxiao's wound and came to the backyard after prescribing medicine.

I just saw that Ah Yuan asked people to kill all Wang Qian's henchmen and concubines.

Throughout the backyard, blood was in the air.

The ground, red with blood, flows into streams and flows into the soil.

He didn't think Ah Yuan was cruel, in this world of the jungle, charity is the most useless thing.

The border city is still prosperous and lively.

But under this bustling and lively, there is a looming crisis.

A bloody storm started from the border city and swept towards the Hanxue Imperial City.

The next day, the people of the border city saw the notice.

Next to the bulletin board, there is evidence of Wang Qian's persecution of the people over the years.

The people were very happy that he had been killed, and that the deputy city lord had taken over the border city.

After completely holding the border city in their hands and clearing all the spies, Yun Lingxi and the others slowly and leisurely walked towards the imperial city.

In the imperial city thousands of miles away, Yun Lingyan and Yun Lingshao squatted on the side of the road, looking at the bustling and lively streets, smelling the fragrance coming from the air.

The two swallowed saliva in unison and pressed their stomachs tightly in unison.

"Fourth brother, if we continue like this, we will be starved to death before we find the eldest brother." Yun Lingyan hung his head weakly.

Their brother's money, which was already not much, had been spent in the past half a month.

In the last few days, they have relied on a few wild fruits picked in the deep forest, and now they are so hungry that their chests are pressed against their backs.

Yun Lingshao looked at the ground with blank eyes: "I've finally come to the Imperial City, let's go find some work tomorrow, and find the eldest brother while working." ”

"Big brother, where are you, if I can't find you again, your two younger brothers will starve to death on the street......" Yun Lingyan fell back, and the rest of the words seemed to have been cut, and he lay on his back on the ground in a daze and looked at the faces that appeared above his sight.

"Seventh sister......" he muttered in a low voice, his eyes bursting with joy.

Then, a carp rolled over and got up, and the surprise in his eyes was replaced by doubt: "Seventh sister, why are you dressed like this?" ”

Yun Lingshao next to him was stunned by his startled action, and after turning his head, his expression was also sluggish.

"Seventh Sister ......" There was confusion in his eyes, and he called out in a daze.

Immediately, realizing that something was wrong, he pulled Yun Lingyan back, stared at the person in front of him vigilantly, and snorted coldly: "Who are you?" Why do you look like the seventh sister? ”

At this time, even if Yun Lingyan's nerves lacked tendons, he also discovered that something was wrong.

The person in front of him has a very similar face to the seventh sister, but the feminine and evil aura around him is very different from the seventh sister.