Chapter 133: The Dragon Grows (1)

A few days later, he heard that there was a sudden resurgence of the plague in Yingzhou, and Ye Xi treated it according to the prescription sent back by the Luo sisters, but it gradually failed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Surprisingly, Shan Yi took Luo Yuan'er back to Yingzhou alone, but Luo Sheng'er insisted on staying to take care of Feng Jiu'er's injuries.

Yingzhou has been in early spring, gradually warmed up, the plague dormant in the cold winter suddenly broke out, the people of Yingzhou are still caught off guard, just one month, the number of refugees outside Yueling City has tripled.

There were countless deaths, the old man of the Luo family was seriously ill and bedridden because he was worried about his daughter, and the only person who could find a way to control the plague fell, and the people in the city were even more panicked.

Because the plague is raging, no one dares to go out to farm, even if someone can survive after the plague, once the autumn is over, the crops will not be harvested, and the next year Yueling City will inevitably be full of mourning and starvation.

Emperor Yingzhou had a splitting headache at this time, regretting why he had indulged the Jinyi Guard to weaken the Luo family's power.

In desperation, Emperor Yingzhou ordered the opening of the warehouse to release grain and medicine, so as not to let the people rebel because they had no way to live.

It's a pity that the silver released was handled by various officials, and when it came to the people, there were only a few leaves left.

For a while, the people were struggling, the people were complaining, and there were people who were forced to rebel in desperation, and they also learned to scream as foxes in the middle of the night.

Emperor Yingzhou was sick and bedridden, and ordered the princes and ministers to come up with a way, but Ye Xun was really helpless, so he wrote to Shan Yi and Jiuxiao for help.

When Shan Yi received the news from the flying pigeon, Luo Kite was also on the side, and when he heard that there was an accident at home, he insisted on returning to Yueling, and it was Shan Yi who personally escorted Luo Kite out of Penglai.

When I arrived in Yingzhou, I found an inn to live in Agarwood Town outside Yueling City.

The night sky was gray with no stars, and Luo Yuan'er held on to the windowsill, trying to look at Yueling City.

"A lot of people have already died in Yueling. Luo Kite felt guilty in her heart, "I only cared about running for my life, but I abandoned the people of Yingzhou, and Kite was ashamed to be a doctor." ”

Shan Yi stood calmly behind Luo Yuan'er, and said lightly, "It's up to the sky to succeed, it's up to people to make things, this plague is strange, and it's not necessarily all natural disasters." ”

"You mean that someone is deliberately spreading the plague?" Luo Yuan'er widened her eyes.

"Perhaps. Shan Yi looked indifferent, but she felt secretly unhappy in her heart, she actually had compassion for everyone, and she was also one of the vast crowds.

It doesn't matter, one day, my place in her heart will change. Shan Yi thought so in his heart.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through his hair, and Shan Yi looked around, the bright moon hanging high was covered by a few dark clouds, and there was no movement around.

A terrible birdsong came from the air, and Shan Yi looked up to see a jet-black eagle hovering over the inn, turning to fly west.

"It smells of rot. Shan Yi frowned, "Who's going to be funeral?" ”

Just as Shan Yi put away the dagger, from the roof of the backyard, a black shadow swooped down, holding a paper umbrella in his hand, the tip of the umbrella was cold, and the air was like being cut by the wind blade wherever the blade reached, and the speed was comparable to lightning going straight down to the clouds.

A golden silk blue swept by, Shan Yi held the immortal killing dagger, quickly turned around, and the blade grazed the umbrella bone and pushed it to the handle of the black-clothed man's umbrella, wiping out small sparks.

"Another ruthless character. Shan Yi's expression was indifferent, but he was secretly wondering in his heart, this assassin had a demon beast aura on his body.

Shan Yi took Luo Kite behind him and confronted the masked assassin alone, only to find that the assassin was a woman.

Although he was surprised that the assassin was a woman, Shan Yi showed no mercy and wanted to stab the dagger into the assassin's throat with his backhand.

Weird. Holding an umbrella and a sword in his hand, but he is not a wild goose businessman.

Unexpectedly, the assassin reacted very quickly, quickly retracted the umbrella and retreated, and actually caught the dagger tip of Shan Yi with the umbrella bone.

"I'm a little tired today and I don't want to take it too seriously. Shan Yi held the immortal dagger against the tip of the sword, and said with an indifferent expression, "If you tell some reliable information, I will make your death easier." ”

With that, he immediately took off the Assassin's veil.

The veil fell, revealing the face of a girl.

The girl's eyelids are apricot red, her lips are slightly raised, a delicate peony is tattooed on her cheeks, her bare legs reach her ankles, and the gorgeous peony soaks her whole body.

The girl chuckled and said, "Lord, it's natural that you don't recognize the slave family~"

Shan Yi suddenly frowned, only the disciples of Evil Wind Valley called themselves the Lord, and almost forgot that the Yan family was a traitorous disciple of Evil Wind Valley.

"Hey, the slave family's memory is also poor, why don't you remember to return the seal of the head to the lord, so that the lord can rest assured~" The girl looked charming.

Shan Yi asked lightly, "Name." ”

"The slave family Yan Huayang, the adoptive mother is the grandmother of the Yan family. ”

Shan Yi's eyes changed slightly, and he said to himself, "Huayang, the daughter of Jiaolong... Hasn't the Jiaolong clan disappeared since they lived in seclusion? ”

Yan Huayang suddenly broke free from Shan Yi's suppression, and the tip of the umbrella stabbed directly towards Luo Yuan'er.

Shan Yi's eyes were quick, and he pulled Luo Yuan'er into his arms to protect him, so that he could avoid Yan Huayang's umbrella blade.

Shan Yi glanced at Yan Huayang, and his tone was cold, "You came here to teach me how you kill people?"

"I'm going to kill you~" Yan Huayang chuckled, lowered his figure, raised his hand and pulled out a thin sword from the handle of the paper umbrella held in his left hand, and slashed at Shan Yi's throat.

Shan Yi raised the scorpion tail, rushed towards Yan Huayang's sword blade, and rubbed the back of his hand along the back of Yan Huayang's sword, and suddenly the purple fire ignited, Yan Huayang turned back, and immediately put the thin sword into the umbrella handle, and waved the paper umbrella towards Shan Yi, and the umbrella bone actually erected spikes, and the action was smooth and smooth, and Shan Yi was forced to take a step back.

Yan Huayang took out the sword in the umbrella in an instant, and returned to the shadow of the sword, unpredictable.

Shan Yi's expression remained unchanged, still with an indifferent expression that had nothing to do with him.

"The girl wants to die, and Shan Yi fulfills you. The thin sword swept head-on, Shan Yi reached out and pulled out a strand of long hair from the neckline, his fingers changed, and in an instant, the thin sword in Yan Huayang's hand was tightly wrapped by a strand of black hair, Yan Huayang suddenly woke up, his right hand just wanted to let go of the hilt, but it was a step too late, his wrist was tightly held by Shan Yi, and a purple-black scorpion tail stabbed at his heart.

Suddenly, Yan Huayang threw out the paper umbrella in his hand with all his might, and in an instant, Yan Huayang, who was trapped under the tail of a single scorpion, disappeared.

Soon, Yan Huayang's body reappeared where the paper umbrella landed.

Shan Yi suddenly remembered that the Jiaolong Clan's technique of hiding from the sky and crossing the sea instantly moved to the place where the personal objects were located within a radius of five zhang, and broke away from suppression and restraint.

Yan Huayang put away the sword in the umbrella and said with a charming smile, "Huayang has something important to rush to Penglai, so I won't accompany my son!"

"Sword in the umbrella, Yan Huayang, I remember you. Shan Yi said indifferently.

Go to Penglai, that's Chizawa's territory. (To be continued.) )