"The people brought by Chang'an told me that after the other party took Kazuo, they still boldly threw the main tent there and refused to move it. Now they are blatantly telling me Chang..." Chang'an is in his hands...
Hua Yi kept the last few words in his mouth and didn't say anything. The voice seemed to be restraining something, but when Lu Quan turned his head to look at him, he couldn't see any clues from his face.
Hua Yi was silent for a moment, and then continued: "The man's name is Jing Chu, he is... my second elder brother. He has always thought highly of himself. Since he was young, he has acted strangely and unpredictablely. Right now, it can be said that he is waiting there blatantly, pretending to be covered by water—in this way, on the surface, it is us who conquer him, but in fact he is waiting there waiting for work, forcing us to fight."
Lu Quan nodded silently, and asked a little worriedly after a while, "Is there no news from Chang'an?"
This time Hua Yi didn't answer immediately, the hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist quietly.
After an unknown amount of time, Hua Yi opened his mouth with a dry voice.
"Chang'an..." He closed his eyes for a moment, the expression on his face seemed to be chapped, and then he seemed to be forced to smile instinctively—the news of Chang'an's accident was concealed by him, and he did not reveal Jing Chu's intentions to everyone. What exactly was written on the note, "It's not that you don't know the man from Chang'an. He has a dog's temper, and he doesn't like hard and soft. Who can take him down? But if he still has a breath, how can he fall into the hands of others..."
He couldn't go on.
No matter how dumb Lu Quan was, at this moment he understood that he had said something wrong, he hurriedly lowered his head, and clumsily tried to change the subject: "Since it's all like this, I don't think we need to think about anything, just take the other party's account. Just kill him. Who hasn’t seen our brothers all these years? Even Puya, the black wind that has been rampant for so many years, has been wiped out, who are we afraid of?"
Hua Yi forced a smile, and was so preoccupied that he didn't say anything, but he took out the jug from his waist, took a sip, and then held it in his mouth restrainedly like Chang'an, and swallowed it bit by bit.
After the drink had completely entered his stomach, Hua Yi said slowly in a moderate voice: "Over the years, I have never been able to figure out how he, a sub-beast, controlled those many orcs. Back then, I learned a lot of twists and turns from Suo Laimu, so I realized that there are many ways to control people in the world, but in general, they are just drugs, or grabbing the opponent's weakness, even if Jingchu means Smartness is nothing more than a combination of both. However, most of the people controlled by drugs are like puppets without the wisdom of ordinary people, while most of the coerced people are not firm in their minds and are ready to attack their masters at any time. This is his fatal weakness .”
The coach is the backbone of a team. Hua Yi's calm and firm attitude is a great encouragement to those who follow him. Even Lu Quan was shocked when he heard the words, as if he had found a way to deal with the enemy.
"Even if he has other tricks, it doesn't matter." Hua Yi continued, he deliberately slowed down his speech, spit out each word in a deep and steady manner, and when he couldn't control it, he stopped and counted his words quietly. Heartbeat for a moment, "Soleim's note is full of nonsense, but the date is written below it. At least he told us his current location. I think the allies of the winged orcs in the extreme north will arrive soon. When they come, We don't have any worries anymore, so everyone just follow me, just go forward, I want to see if he is a monster or a ghost, and where he can go with his supernatural powers!"
After saying that, he officially set off, and walked forward immediately.
This time, Lu Quan finally gained his eyesight, and immediately raised his hand and shouted, all the orcs agreed, and soon became murderous by his yelling.
Hua Yi walked in front, the strong wind outside the pass lifted his hair, revealing a face like a knife carving, but he was just silent.
In silence, there was another person.
Lu Da stood far behind the team, his face was full of exhaustion and gloom, it looked sallow and sallow, his eyes had turned blue and black, and even his eyes seemed to be frozen.
For some reason, Hua Yi left a small group of people here to "guard" here, among them was Qing Liang brought over by Lu Da and Hua Yi.
Naturally, there are people from all over the city and gates guarding the city. Since they have been taken out of Haizhu City all the way, are they supposed to stay here to look after the house? Lu Da is not stupid—on the contrary, he thinks more than ordinary people, he thinks too much, and he keeps it in his heart, and sometimes he is unavoidably narrow-minded—although Hua Yi didn’t mention a word, but Lu Da knows that this is because Because of Ah Shu, their King of the East China Sea even left Qing Liang behind with good intentions. Qing Liang had been secretly looking at him, with a hesitant expression on his face. What time is for is simply obvious.
Lu Da stretched out his hand to cover his chest, the bead... and Ah Shu's bloody nails were all placed against his chest. Luda was in so much pain that he was dying, he didn't know how he spent these two days.
But his last rationality told him that he couldn't say a word—especially when Hua Yi looked over with meaningful eyes.
However, it is not convenient to deal with him during the war. What will Hua Yi do with him when he returns
Maybe... Killing him is also possible.
His master might stop him, but how useful would it be? The man in Chang'an has always been so compliant in this kind of matter, so compliant that it makes people gnash their teeth. Maybe even if he knew about it, he just lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and said "handle it according to the city regulations" expressionlessly.
Lu Da sometimes even doubted whether his Chang'an master had become the incarnation of the cold city regulations, the man who held his hand in the cave and taught him the sharp knife...was he imprisoned there a long time ago? In the square city walls, have they already died
Or, Chang An is born with a cold temper, as sharp and ruthless as the blade in his hand, and he is always full of affection for him, and when talking to him, his voice must be lowered, treating him like a god, He also loved Yu Zhenbao, respected him, worshiped him, and even once regarded him as his relative.
But what did Chang An think
I'm afraid he didn't care about anyone except the king, right? To him, he might be just like a little pet. He was rescued, teased, fed, and forgotten after a while... and forgotten.
It's the same as that good-for-nothing mermaid who only pretends to cry and giggle.
He's just a slave... the son of a defeated man who died an ignominious death at their hands.
Thinking of this, Lu Da felt almost grief and indignation.
Lu Da watched Hua Yi and the others leave in the dust, and suddenly turned around and strode towards his temporary tent. Qing Liang hesitated to follow, but was hysterically turned around and scolded by "Get out" I was so scared that I was nailed to the same place, and I didn't know what to do to leave or stay.
Lu Da stumbled back to his place, and at some point, tears were streaming down his face.
"So what if you kill me?" He squeezed the words out between his teeth, "What am I? Who cares what I think, who cares about my feelings, who cares who I love and who I don't love." Who?!"
He tried desperately to suppress the choking in his throat, so that his face was full of ferocity, and he hammered desperately on his makeshift bed, roaring like an enraged beast.
Anger, hatred, and grievances have filled his heart. He seems to be Luda, and he seems to have become someone else—he is no longer shocked or entangled in Ah Shu's identity. For Luda at this time, It doesn't matter what Ashu's identity is. The only important thing is that he loves that woman, and she is already dead. The body was thrown somewhere, and there is only a piece of fingernails that have lost their brilliance, sticking to his heart. cold.
Lu Da's nails dug into the bed, buried his face in it, and let out a muffled sob.
Many things in my memory were untrue, only those young girls who sneakily pointed at his back and made irresponsible remarks with disdainful faces were left. And earlier, the cold prison, and the shackles stuck on the wrists that hurt to the bone... Finally, it was fixed on Chang An's alienated and indifferent face.
That's right, back then he suddenly heard what the old lunatic said, which obviously touched his heart, but afterwards he passed in such a muddled way, isn't it because he was reluctant to part with his identity at that time
If he pretended not to know, he would still be the apprentice who was admired by everyone and could patrol the city proudly in armor, instead of the ragged slave who could not transform into a beast in his life and could only be driven by others...
Lu Da suddenly sneered in a low voice, crying while laughing, looking like crazy—isn't it his own fault for getting to this point? The stolen things are really not justified... Now, he is already a cavalry supervisor, but looking at the twenty cities in the East China Sea, who takes him seriously
Qing Liang knew the whole story, because after Hua Yi left, he squatted at the door of Lu Da's tent very anxiously, and Lu Da didn't show up until late afternoon when Qing Liang's legs were numb from squatting.
Qingliang quickly limped to his feet and looked at him with concern. Luda's eyes were bloodshot, but his expression was strangely calm, as if a storm was brewing in the sea.
Qingliang opened his mouth: "Lu..."
Lu Da raised his hand to suppress his words, stared at the ground and said, "You don't need to say anything, I understand."
Qing Liang was stunned, only to hear Lu Da continue: "I see, that woman lied to me, used me, is she... is she dead now?"
Qing Liang nodded silently, and after a while, added: "She... oh, don't be sad for this kind of person, she was caught by the city lord... oh, people make mistakes sometimes, and this person is so cunning Very well, neither the king nor the city owner intends to blame you."
Luda smiled strangely.
Seeing his appearance, Qing Liang scratched his head and didn't know what to say.
Lu Da restrained his expression, walked over, patted his shoulder with one hand, and sighed in a low voice: "My good brother, thank you very much."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and left. Qingliang didn't realize it for a while, and always felt that something was wrong.
Afterwards, Luda seemed to be back to normal, and there seemed to be nothing special about him, Qing Liang even saw him smile, but Qing Liang always felt uneasy, but he didn't know why.
That night, Qingliang lay down heavily with such doubts, and when he closed his eyes, he had nightmares again and again.
Sleeping in the middle of the night, Qing Liang suddenly became aroused and sat up abruptly, his heart beating like thunder.
No—Qingliang somehow remembered—there must be something wrong, Lu Da has always been a good-for-nothing to him, and when he is in a good mood, he just calls him by name. When did he say "good brother"
Qing Liang scrambled and ran out of his tent, and ran towards Lu Da's as if he was in trouble.
The door of Luda's tent was ajar, and there was no one inside.