Hai Lian didn't speak, he stared at Fang Tinglan for a moment, then walked past him indifferently, bent down and picked up the dagger that missed the target. The young man turned around, slowly raised his arm, and the tip of the blade went straight to the opponent's throat.
As if a cheetah after a bloody fight suddenly encountered a lion that snatched food, the muscles on his back were more tense than when they were fighting to the death.
"I remember I told you not to appear in front of my eyes again." Hai Lian whispered.
The man raised his eyebrows: "But I also remember that I never agreed."
Before he finished speaking, Fang Tinglan's eyes suddenly blurred. Fang Tinglan quickly blocked the knife with the handle of the gun, but he couldn't avoid it under his feet. The joint was stuck by the opponent and he shoved back violently. Qingshui steel made a sound, Taking advantage of the opportunity, he broke the silver chain on the opponent's cloak, and the cloth floating with silver light fluttered, like a galaxy carrying the two of them to the ground.
The distance between the bloody blade and the neck was closer than the breath. Hailian's wrist was firmly restrained by the opponent, and he couldn't move forward any more. The fresh red liquid on the blade fell down the thin groove on Fang Tinglan's snow-white collar drop by drop, as if it was smeared on the side of his neck The scorching peach blossom. The dead man's blood was accidentally choked into his throat just now, and now Hailian's throat was itchy, and even the words he bit out were strangely sweet: "What are you doing here?"
"let me help you."
"Stop doing this." The assassin's eyes were sharper than the blade, "Fang Tinglan, do you really think I dare not kill you?"
"Can you give it a try?" Fang Tinglan said, and raised his neck slightly to bring the fragile blood vessels closer to the blade.
Click! The moment the dagger cut through his skin, the subordinates behind Fang Tinglan aimed their black guns at the back of Hai Lian's messy hair at the same time.
Fang Tinglan quietly looked at the young man on his body, and an innocent smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Anyway, His Excellency the Baron died for me, and I will die without regret."
"-you!"
"stop."
The voice sounded from the carriage. Long Rong came out from inside. The princess was embarrassed because of the attack just now, but her expression was extremely calm. She looked at the two people on the ground and repeated, "Stop it all."
Hai Lian turned his face and glanced at Long Rong, then turned his head to look at Fang Tinglan, who had a meaningless face, his teeth clenched and then loosened, and finally he could only stand up with a cold snort, saluted Long Rong, and then went straight stood by her side. A very defensive posture.
Fang Tinglan also stood up, took the hemostatic bandage handed by his subordinates without hesitation, and smiled friendlyly at Long Rong while wrapping it up: "Meet you again, Your Royal Highness."
"I've seen you before?" Long Rong was a little surprised.
"Five years ago in the grand theater, I visited you with Qin Weiyu." Fang Tinglan bandaged the wound, and performed a tisu ceremony very familiarly, "Now this time, I will treat it as my rudeness to you at that time." Apology for leaving halfway."
Long Rong's expression paused for a moment, obviously realizing the identity of the person in front of him, "So it's Lord Nanhong Zhenhai..." She pursed her lower lip, and still leaned slightly to salute him, "No matter what you say, thank you life-saving grace."
"Don't thank him." Hailian interrupted coldly, "This man is a jerk."
Fang Tinglan laughed and said nothing about the title. He waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to disperse to help deal with the dead and take care of the injuries. Then he continued to say to Long Rong: "This place is not suitable for conversation. The pursuers may come at any time, if Your Highness trusts me, you might as well follow my people to a nearby safe house." His eyes stopped calmly on the frowning little pirate, He added with a smile, "It just so happens that the sharpest knife in your hand doesn't seem to trust me. I also hope to take this opportunity to explain something to him, so as to express Nanhong's sincerity to Tisu."
There is a problem with what you said. If you want to show your sincerity, why don't you explain to the princess, why do you ask Hailian, an empty baron who never cares about political affairs? Long Rong's heart moved, she seemed to understand something, she looked at Hailian: "Then... what is Hailian's opinion?"
Hailian's figure was hidden in the twilight, making it hard to see the ugly expression on his face at this time. He wanted to veto, but he also knew very well in his mind that he had no reason to veto this proposal—if he was alone, he could have cursed at Fang Tinglan, stabbed him, and then left without looking back, but now his shoulders On the other hand, he shouldered the arduous task of sending Long Rong and the others back to Tisu safely. Now nearly half of the guards have been lost, and many people have been seriously injured. If the stalemate continues, the situation will only worsen.
He doesn't trust Fang Tinglan, but he also knows that Fang Tinglan is the most trustworthy at this time. Hai even thought the whole thing was ridiculous.
After a long silence, the young man gritted his teeth and replied: "...I have no objection."
Long Rong also secretly heaved a sigh of relief: "Then there will be Duke Hai of Lao Zhen."
36.
The people brought by Fang Tinglan were very efficient. Some of them were responsible for cleaning up the blood on the ground, and the other part was responsible for handling the wounded and loading them into the carriage. When Hai Lian helped them bury the corpse, he suddenly let out a gasp.
During the fight just now, he didn't pay attention to the enemy's clothes, but now he took a closer look through the lantern, and it seemed that the enemy was not a soldier of Bei Hong.
"It's a person from Tianjiku." A man from Dongzhou next to him explained, and pointed to Hailian's neckline where there was a key symbol like a pattern, and Hailian held the cold voice command, also have the same symbol.
Sky machine library? This word that I hadn't heard for a long time suddenly jumped out of my memory, and Hai Lian didn't even realize it, "Why did the people from the Tianjiku ambush here in advance?"
The other party looked apologetic, "I don't know about this either, you have to ask Mr. Fang."
"..." Hailian glanced at Fang Tinglan, who was whispering with his subordinates not far away, and then quickly looked away.
When he set off again, Hai Lian suddenly realized an extremely serious matter - the carriage was now full of wounded people, and there was no room to sit, and the four envoys and Long Rong had already ridden on Fang Tinglan's belt come the horses. Only he looked at the docile animal in front of him, and subconsciously took a step back.
Long Rong happened to see this scene, "What's the matter? Don't you know how to ride?" In her impression, the baron who ran across the southern border did walk on land except for riding in a carriage, and never rode a horse like other nobles. Walking through the city of long dreams is an elegant act.
"I'm not..." Hai Lian immediately denied, but the stiff fingers hanging by his side had already revealed his hidden panic, and when he was about to say something, another voice interjected, "That horse is a bit self-confessed, no If you like strangers too much, return it to its owner. If you don’t mind, Your Excellency the Baron can ride with me.”
Hai Lian looked at the source of the voice, Fang Tinglan led his silver-gray horse towards him.
"I forgot about this, it was my negligence." Fang Tinglan whispered quickly, "Now the car is indeed full, and I can't let you sit on the roof, just bear with it for a while and arrive soon. Hmm?" He always knew that his little friend would be soft and not tough, so his tone was as gentle as coaxing a child.
Hailian gritted her teeth, and angrily grabbed the rein handed over by Fang Tinglan.
37.
Night fell. A group of people deviated from the original main road and turned to a slightly narrower post road. There were no other pedestrians on the road, and even the lights of the distant farmhouses were extinguished one after another. Apart from the rolling of wheels and the sound of scattered horseshoes, there was nothing else along the way. the sound of.
Fang Tinglan's mount is tall, and it won't be too crowded for two grown men to ride together. He looked at Hai Lian who was motionless in front of him, and the corners of his mouth raised involuntarily: "Where do you want to hear me start?"
"I'm not interested in knowing." Hai Lian said.
"Then let me tell you to listen, okay?"
Hai Lian knew that there was no way to shut up the person behind him, so he simply shut up himself.
"I know you're angry." It doesn't matter if the little pirate doesn't say a word now, as long as he is still in his arms, Fang Tinglan continued, "But you can bring everyone out of Thailand. Yancheng, this has been done very well. If you hadn't contacted Congfang Silk Village, and they were looking for a caravan that could go to Luofu, I would not have been able to get on line with them, and thus learned that you are in Taiyan. The situation in the city."
"So..." The blood in his throat still seemed to have not melted away, and he rushed through his lungs with every breath, "Congfang Silk Village is also yours? You—"
"No, you think too highly of me." Fang Tinglan denied with a smile, "The old owner who contacted you was named Tao, and Congfang Silk Factory was the property of her late husband, and her late husband's surname was Cong. Say that You should understand, right?"
Hailian's breath was stagnant.
Fang Tinglan looked at the back of the other's neck that instantly stiffened, and couldn't help but want to kiss it, but in the end, he just slightly tightened the arm resting on the young man's waist. He is not in a hurry.
"So, you just need to accept her kindness safely." The man continued, "You don't have to guess how I deceived the kind old lady with my sweet words. Your grandmother has been in shopping malls for more years than the two of us combined. An extremely powerful woman, I cooperate with her on a fair basis and we each get what we need."
"What do you need?" Hailian frowned.
There was a moment of silence behind him, and then Hailian felt his shoulders sink. Fang Tinglan rested his forehead on his shoulders, and sighed, spraying hot air from his open back collar onto his slightly cool skin. His voice was helpless.
"Oh... what do you think?"