The billowing smoke and dust have not dissipated for a long time. The leader of the imperial guard immediately ordered all the soldiers to surround the entire rooftop and searched all the way up, but no one failed to find Emperor Chaoyuan. The dead bodies scattered all over the way were counted one by one, and there was no His Majesty figure.
The winter sun is not too hot, and the peak is even colder,? But the leader of the imperial guards is already sweating, and he is hoarse, standing on a high place and constantly directing: "Look! Over there, or There! Find it for me!"
A tall figure is getting closer,? It's Wuweihou! Before the leader kowtowed in time, the other party had already rushed to his side quickly.
The leader has never seen such a terrifying appearance before. The veins on his forehead are bulging, and his eyes are blood red, but seeing him grab the arm of a royal forest guard, he pulls out his saber two or three times. His body looks like a tiger. Getting up like a leopard, it jumped out of the white jade fence, and jumped into the dense bushes.
There were a few shouts in the bushes,? Wu Weihou had already split the bushes with a knife, and a half-person-wide tunnel entrance appeared in front of him. Before the leader could open his mouth, he jumped in.
The leader hurriedly called several assistants, and assigned them one by one, "Where, you immediately send a letter down the mountain, and immediately seal the mountain. No one is allowed to leave this Changtai Peak until the order is obtained!"
"yes!"
"Leave 200 people here, and the rest will follow me!"
"yes!"
The sound of chaotic footsteps suddenly sounded, and the guards of the imperial forest dispersed in an orderly manner. The leader was the first to jump down the tunnel. Following his steps, the guards following him jumped into it one after another. go.
The secret passage was winding and dark, the leader only managed to get a glimpse of the direction after blowing on the torch. He was sweating profusely, his eyes were covered with sweat, but he didn’t dare to relax for a moment. It took about two sticks of incense , A white light finally appeared in front of his eyes, the leader was overjoyed, and climbed out of the tunnel.
Living in darkness for a long time, the white light of the scorching sun pierced his eyes uncomfortably. After a while, when he came back from a daze, a temple appeared in front of him.
The soil here is quite soft, and the leader saw the messy footprints on the ground in the direction of the temple. His heart trembled, and he waved his palm: "Enclose!"
The guards of the imperial forest crawled out from the entrance of the tunnel, bent over and hurried to the abandoned temple.
The leader put his hand on the saber, wiped his sweat, and raised his spirits even more, but before reaching the temple gate, there was a fierce shout from the closed gate: "Don't come in! "
The leader's heart was pounding, he swallowed his saliva, raised his hand, and finally made everyone stop in place. More than a hundred people formed an encirclement circle, and quietly surrounded the small ruined temple.
In the mountain temple, Yan Lie's eyes were blood red, his expression was solemn, his chest heaved high, standing in front of him was Sima Yu who had disappeared for a long time.
I haven't seen him for more than a year. Sima Yu is very thin, his skin is tanned a lot, his chin has grown a little beard, and he no longer has the handsome appearance of a nobleman from Zhilan Yushu. He looks like a hunter in the mountains. His eyes were cold, but a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Yes, no one can come in. If he comes in, he will die."
"Where is he?!" Yan Lie shouted suddenly.
Sima Yu didn't answer him, but reached into his bosom to feel it, and took out a jade pendant in the shape of a tiger's head.
Yi Lie's pupils shrank suddenly, and he snatched the things on him at a speed that was almost invisible. This was his mother's relic, and the man had been wearing it close to his body.
Yi Lie was so angry that he grabbed Sima Yu's neck, his eyes were almost devouring.
Sima Yu laughed out loud, without any look of fear on his face: "The Scarlet Tiger King is too rash."
His eyes turned cold: "I advise you not to act rashly, the life of the supreme being in this world is between my joy and anger!"
The bird suddenly flew up, flapping its wings and flying away from the barren wall.
Yi Lie's chest heaved heavily, he closed his eyes, and finally let go of him. He let out a breath slowly, "This Changtai Peak has already laid a net, no matter what you do, you will not be able to escape."
His blood-red and manic eyes gradually regained his composure, and he only squinted his eyes slightly, looking at Sima Yu: "You have already absconded, if you change your name and surname, you may still be able to survive, but you are here. Wait for someone to come to the door."
His Adam's apple twitched, and his gaze focused on him: "Sima Yu, your target is clearly me, so why bother with these methods?"
Sima Yu's eyes gradually became resentful: "Yes, my goal is you, the second life! I didn't expect that the two lives of my Zhenbei Hou Mansion were all planted in your hands! This account - Red Tiger King How do you count!"
"What do you want to calculate?" Yan Lie had completely calmed down, and his eyes wandered around the temple: "Where is Your Majesty?"
Sima Yu sneered and said, "Of course he's not here. How can I let you find it easily? This is my greatest reliance."
He paused, and said with a smile: "... isn't it? The Red Tiger King."
The air became quiet, only the breathing of the two remained.
Yi Lie suddenly laughed, and said loudly, "Are you trying to blackmail me with His Majesty?"
Yi Lie put away all his emotions just now. He took a few steps back, but closed the inner door of the temple, and approached Sima Yu step by step.
Sima Yu's breathing suddenly became heavy, his teeth moved, and he stared at his actions.
When he was still a few steps away from him, Yan Lie stopped, his brows were full of ridicule: "Now, there is a prince in the palace who is the blood of my Red Tiger King. This dynasty Yuan Emperor and I What's the difference between staying and not staying?"
He raised his eyebrows and looked at the closed inner courtyard door, with unscrupulous sarcasm in his eyes.
"But..." Yan Lie thought of something, his voice was a little low, and he looked a bit obscene: "It's better for you to keep him. There was no such special color in our harem in our previous life. If you kill him, I will Where can I find such a good one?"
"He treated you like that! How can you be so heartless!" Sima Yu gritted his teeth.
Yi Lie seemed to have heard a huge joke, and laughed loudly, "It's just a plaything, the young master must be joking."
Sima Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a while, then suddenly laughed.
Yi Lie gradually closed his smile, squinting at him.
Sima Yu's smile gradually cooled down. He clapped his hands, but there was a squeak, and when the side door opened, Li Yuanmin came out under the restraint of two Taoist priests with a cloth ball stuffed in his mouth.
There were two knives on his snow-white neck, but he didn't seem to care, his eyes were red, and he just looked at Yan Lie in disbelief. The regiment was pulled out, Li Yuanmin was panting, but he was furious: "I mistrusted you!"
He gritted his teeth, and his eyes became more and more red: "How can I believe in the affection of a person like you!"
Yi Lie's face is livid!
After a long while, he calmed down again, with a barely consoling expression on his face: "Your Majesty, I'm just talking nonsense, and I'm just trying to distract this thief...Your Majesty's heart can be learned from the sun and the moon."
Li Yuanmin closed his eyes in pain, obviously no longer believing half of his words.
Sima Yu couldn't help but smile when he saw it. He forced himself to hold back: "Ah Min, as I said, there is absolutely no one in the world who has the heart to treat you like me."
He glanced at Yan Lie viciously, then turned his head to look at Li Yuanmin, the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally, and he pulled a deformed smile: "How could this slave of Ye Youting treat you sincerely! Now... you finally know That's it!"
Li Yuanmin's eyes were clearly wet.
"So what if I know!" Yan Lie's face turned darker, staring at Sima Yu, his voice suddenly became cold, like a rakshasa: "Do you think I can let you walk out of this door!"
Li Yuanmin opened his eyes in shock, his face frightened: "You want to kill the king?"
His voice trembled: "There are imperial guards waiting outside! Aren't you afraid of killing the Nine Clans!"
Yi Lie snorted and laughed, raised the knife in his hand suddenly, a stone on the ground flew up quickly, knocked on the inner door, the door bolt fell, and locked the door firmly.
His eyes are cold, like a beast ready to go: "Killer... Who else saw it? Don't forget—"
Approached a few more steps, and the volume of the voice was terrified: "The dead cannot speak."
Li Yuanmin was too terrified to speak, and the two Taoist priests who held him back could not help but be shocked by his murderous aura like hell.
Despite being in such a desperate situation, Sima Yu felt a great joy. This was the most exhilarating moment since his rebirth.
His eyes became crazy, and he actually laughed, "Ah Min, hey, Ah Min."
He stepped forward and held his wrist tightly, his eyes were extremely hot: "When planning this encounter, I knew already that I would not survive this time!"
"I just want you to know that no one in this world treats you more sincerely than me."
"Ah Min, do you remember your previous life?"
His expression was intoxicated, immersed in pleasant memories, as if he didn't see any danger at all.
"Do you remember how you treated me in your previous life? In this life..."
He laughed, as if he was ashamed to say the second half of the sentence, but he didn't have time to say it.
He heard a slight sound of piercing through the air, and there was a puff. He couldn't speak any more words. He stared blankly at the blood-red knife protruding from his chest.
Sticky drops of blood dripped from the tip of the knife.
He shook his body, everything around him became very long and slow, he saw the fierce beast threw the Taoist priest down, hit his face with a fist, and immediately the blood burst, like the Lantern Festival in Hongwumen Fireworks, printing splashes of red on the ground.
Another Taoist priest also fell to the ground in a bloody mess.
He wanted to say something, but a mouthful of blood gushed out.
The beast walked up to Li Yuanmin in two or three steps, and the corners of Sima Yu's mouth twitched.
Ah Min, don't be afraid, die with me, die together.
But he saw Li Yuanmin spread his arms and tightly rubbed the ferocious beast into his arms, but the face that should have been terrified was looking at the ferocious beast with tears of joy.
Ariel!
Sima Yu heard him call that fierce beast affectionately and with the rest of his life.
Sima Yu was already lying motionless on the ground, but his pupils had been gathering on the two people in the courtyard.
It turns out that death is like this.
Limbs are stiff, but I can still see some things, but those pictures become more and more blurred, losing color bit by bit.
The last picture is that the fierce beast is holding Ah Min's face and pressing its forehead against his forehead. He has never seen that fierce beast be so docile, nor has he seen such attachment to Ah Min.
That must not be the Red Tiger King, and the other one must not be his Ah Min. But how did the two have the same face
—What went wrong
At that moment, he suddenly remembered his previous life.
In the study room with the afternoon warm air, the thin sixteen-year-old child sandwiched a small piece of paper into a book. On the shelf, like those river lanterns that the girls put on by the riverside during the Lantern Festival, emptyly begging for an illusory dream.
After the man left, he took down the book and picked up the man's dream.
That person didn't even dare to dream presumptuously, he could only describe his hopes in a small way.
Then, he crushed the piece of paper, contemptuously threw it among the lamps and candles, and let the flames swallow it.
Did something go wrong at that time
Before he could figure it out, the world in his eyes suddenly darkened.
***
There were three dead bodies lying on the ground, but the two people in the yard hugged each other tightly.
Li Yuanmin's crown robe was already dirty, and some places were already torn.
Li Yuanmin finally calmed down. Thinking that there must be a mess outside, he wanted to go out earlier to deal with the aftermath, but the people in front of him refused to let him go. The chest cavity cannot breathe.
Li Yuanmin thought that he was frightened, so he only stretched out his hand to caress the back of his neck, waiting for a soft voice to comfort him.
"Your Highness..." a soft sigh.
Li Yuanmin's whole body was stiff, he pushed him away in a daze, his lips moved, and covered his lips as if in fear.
He looked at him with fear and helplessness.
Yi Lie wanted to laugh, but two lines of tears came down. He took his hand away and said in a hoarse voice, "My Highness...my Jiaojiao..."
Li Yuanmin finally understood everything from his eyes. He laughed a few times, but suddenly became angry, and slapped him hard on the face. The hammer was on his chest.
"Where did you go! How dare you come back! How dare you come to see me!"
Yi Lie let him beat him, his tears rolled down, but he smiled and let his heart vent.
A gust of wind swept by, blowing up the floating dust all over the place.
Li Yuanmin was so tired from the beating, he was breathing heavily, his forehead was pressed heavily against his chest, he was trembling, and couldn't bear it anymore, he grabbed his shirt and wailed loudly, he was crying hysterically, his whole body was shaking Trembling.
"Don't... make me sad anymore..."
"Don't make me sad..."
"No," Yan Lie hugged him tightly, his tears dripping on his snow-white neck, "definitely not."
The imperial guards outside finally broke through the door and rushed in. Everyone saw their dignified and noble majesty, grasping the hem of Wu Weihou's clothes in a rude manner, crying like a child, and Wu Weihou's eyes were clearly wet.
No one understands why.
They don't understand how these two solitary beasts got to where they are today.
Your Majesty must have been frightened. Everyone thinks so.
The setting sun dyed the sky red, the white clouds burned up, and even the dilapidated temples were painted with a layer of golden red.
Today is the winter solstice, the day with the longest night and the shortest day. When this day passes, it means that the longest night has passed.
The dry shoots in the corner quietly spit out a little new green, declaring the arrival of vitality.
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