Master's wanted warrant.
Anjiu didn't stay long, bought some food and left quietly. He didn't expect that it would not be safe to escape from the imperial city, even the city was sealed off. Fortunately, he didn't bring his master to Fengcheng yesterday, otherwise it would be very difficult to escape today. .
When An Jiu returned to the cave, Xia Qing'an hadn't woken up yet, so An Jiu sat beside his master and waited.
After a long time, Xia Qing'an finally got up, and the two ate something to fill their stomachs, An Jiu then told the master what he had just seen.
"Master, we need to get out of here quickly."
"Well, how about we go live in the country? Where no one knows us?"
Xia Qing'an thought to himself that he really hated places with a lot of people in the life of only himself and Anjiu.
"Subordinates listen to master... Master, someone is coming."
An Jiu's eyes suddenly became cold, he was careless, and let them follow him. An Jiu didn't have time to explain to his master, he picked up his master and left in the opposite direction.
Anjiu and the others hadn't walked for a few minutes before some soldiers in iron armor entered the cave. The leader looked around the cave and found burnt wood ash in a corner inside. There was a pile of dry grass beside it. It seemed that someone lived there last night. it's here.
"Take people to search, and divide the soldiers into several groups. They should not have escaped far."
On Xia Qing'an's side, in order to save time, An Jiu hugged his master and left quickly, but they still couldn't escape.
An Jiu stood in front of his master, holding a sword in his hand, his body was tense, his mouth was pursed into a straight line, and his eyes were full of murderous eyes looking at the shadow guards in front of him.
I thought that if I followed my master, I would have no chance to draw my sword again.
Those shadow guards didn't give An Jiu extra time to think, they all attacked An Jiu with a single movement, the attack speed was so fast that Xia Qing'an couldn't see clearly anyway.
In fact, An Jiu's martial arts are better than other shadow guards, it's not a problem to deal with these people, the worst is just some injuries.
But now An Jiu needs to worry about his master, and he can't use his full strength. In addition, An Jiu is facing a group of shadow guards who are good at assassination, so it is inevitable to suffer some injuries.
Fortunately, those shadow guards didn't attack Xia Qing'an, they probably wanted to capture him alive rather than silence him. This is good news for An Jiu, it's best if the master is fine, what we need to do now is to prevent them from touching the master while kill them.
Xia Qing'an's face was extremely pale, and there was a vomitous smell of blood in his nostrils. Although his eyes were full of fear, his face was still compulsively calm.
He can't panic now, he can't make any more trouble for An Jiu. It was the first time Xia Qing'an smelled blood, the first time she felt the murderous fear, and the first time she saw a dead person, she died in front of her.
He was so close to death, but he didn't give himself time to scream and vent, what he needed now was calmness.
Xia Qing'an hated death and hated killing, but if it was about An Jiu, then he hoped that An Jiu would kill others. Compared with others, An Jiu was more important than others.
Xia Qing'an is selfish, An Jiu is the only person he cares about, if he doesn't want An Jiu to die, it must be someone else's death.
An Jiu killed half of the shadow guards, and he himself suffered some injuries, some of which were serious, but this was enough to show how powerful An Jiu was.
A shadow guard with such strength would logically not be assigned to a cowardly bastard like Xia Qingan, the remaining shadow guards thought to themselves.
An Jiu ignored their inner thoughts, picked up his master and broke away from them and left quickly.
Xia Qing'an's eyes were flushed, and she bit her lower lip tightly to suppress the tears she wanted to shed. The wounds on An Jiu's body were not healed, and a few more wounds were added, and now he could smell the blood on An Jiu's body.
Thinking of those hideous wounds on An Jiu's body, Xia Qing'an felt so uncomfortable that she almost suffocated.
However, before long, they caught up again, and the number doubled again. After An Jiu killed several people, he also had several wounds, and his speed gradually slowed down.
When the others saw it, the technique was even sharper and quicker, and they were all attacking at fatal places.
"Pfft~"
An Jiu's pupils shrank suddenly when he heard the sound of an object piercing into the body, and his back sank. An Jiu quickly cut the throat of the person in front of him, and turned around to hug the master behind him.
The others also stopped, and looked at the situation in front of them and screamed that it was not good. The master told him to take Xia Qing'an back intact, but they didn't expect that she was about to die now. Originally, they all avoided the task objective, but I don't know why this man went crazy, but he wanted to help his subordinates block this fatal arrow.
In fact, Xia Qing'an didn't know why he did this, maybe he didn't want to see An Jiu die in front of him, and that was the only person he cared about. Think on your back.
It hurts... Xia Qing'an was in so much pain that she couldn't hold back her tears. It hurt so much that she was shot by an arrow, so it must be more painful with so many wounds on An Jiu's body.
"Dark Nine...It hurts so much" Xia Qing'an burst into tears, feeling that it hurts like hell to breathe.
"Master..." An Jiu's voice was terribly hoarse. The Wuxin Anwei, who had no emotion or expression, was now full of sadness and collapse, and his eyes were very red.
"Master, just hold on, and this subordinate will take you to the doctor right away."
"Anjiu... don't... don't go, I know my situation."
Xia Qing'an tightly grasped An Jiu's hand, closed her eyes, her body was getting weaker and weaker, he knew that he was really going to die.
"Master..." An Jiu wiped the blood from the corner of the master's mouth with trembling hands.
This man didn't shake his hands when he entered the Dark Guard Camp to kill someone for the first time, and he didn't feel fear when he was on the verge of death during training, but he collapsed because of the death of his new master who had only been with him for more than two years.
"Cough cough... Anjiu... I love you... cough cough cough"
Xia Qing'an coughed in pain, but he coughed up blood, but he still stubbornly looked at the person in front of him, even though his vision was blurred, he was afraid that if he didn't say anything, An Jiu would not know his feelings for him, even if it was just Wishful thinking.
"Master... I love you too..."
An Jiu lowered his head, put his lips together, and said softly and firmly, when the hand holding his arm was unable to slide down, hot tears fell on Xia Qing'an's face.
Master, don't die, please, don't die... An Jiu closed his eyes in despair.
"You... Damn it, all of you should die and be buried with the master."
An Jiu raised his head abruptly, with murderous intent in his eyes, his eyes were full of madness, and the aura around him was even more terrifying than before.
Before they could react, several people's throats had already been cut quickly, but even if they could react, it would be difficult for them to defeat the crazy people in front of them.
In just a few breaths, there was no living person around An Jiu, An Jiu's hand was loosened, the sword fell to the ground, and the madness in his eyes had already turned into endless despair.
An Jiu bent down stiffly and picked up his master, moving cautiously.
An Jiu held his master's still warm body with his back straight, and walked towards the cliff.
At this time, many images flashed through Anjiu's mind, the master's blushing and ashamed appearance when he couldn't hold the piano, the awkward appearance of the master trying to make him eat cakes, the cute appearance of the master looking at him for praise after playing the piano.
The master hates being approached by others but relies on himself, and wants to be by his side when he is afraid of sleeping. How could he not fall in love with such a master? I'm afraid it has already been deeply involved, right
I originally thought that I was wishful thinking, but I never thought that the master also loved me. Is it late? No, it is enough to know that the person I love loves me before I die.
Live in the same nest, die in the same hole, cannot live together, but seek to die together.
"Master, this subordinate will accompany you so that you will not feel lonely."
An Jiu lowered his head and looked at his master's face for a long time, as if he wanted to engrave him in his mind, he lowered his head and kissed the forehead of the person in his arms, hugged the person in his arms tightly, and jumped off the cliff.
The wind blew past, unable to blow away the strong, disgusting smell of blood in the air, and the sad breath in the air.
return, modern
Xia Qing'an opened her eyes suddenly, staring at the ceiling blankly, the pain of being pierced in the heart was still there, and the desperate expression of Anjiu couldn't get rid of it in her mind.
Beneath him was the familiar yet unfamiliar Simmons. He, is he back? Was it a dream before
No, it wouldn't, the heart-rending fear told him it wasn't a dream. Why did I come back again? Wouldn't it be nice to die? Anyway, he's not here.
Xia Qingan lay motionless on the bed with her eyes open, like a lifeless and delicate adult Barbie doll.
"Master, there is a man in black with long hair covered in blood lying in the garden, do you want to call the police?"
There was a knock on the door, and the nanny's anxious and frightened voice sounded.
The nanny knew that the young master had already woken up at this time. Although she didn't know how the man in the garden got here, she was at the young master's house after all, so she should come and talk to the young master.
The nanny thought that the young master would ignore it, and then she called the police and called the ambulance, but she didn't expect the young master to speak out. I don't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that the young master's tone was a little apprehensive and expectant.
Well, it must be that she heard it wrong. The young master's expressions and emotions have always been monotonous, with an expressionless expression and an emotional tone.
After Xia Qing'an heard the nanny's words, a thought jumped out of her heart, that person was An Jiu, this feeling was so strong that it made his heart beat fast.
Xia Qing'an immediately stopped the nanny. If it was An Jiu, he could not call the police or go to the hospital. Otherwise, An Jiu's identity would be suspected. Now he has to confirm it.
Xia Qing'an got out of bed, put on her shoes, and left the bedroom without brushing her teeth and washing her face. Everything in front of her was familiar yet unfamiliar, but he had no time to think about it now, and trotted downstairs. The nanny followed him several times and said 'slow down, don't fall', He didn't hear either.
Because the man had a lot of wounds and blood on his body, the nanny didn't dare to move around.