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Chapter 161: Imperial Master Mu Quan usurps the throne of the faint emperor (30)
The red-hot charcoal made a crackling sound, "Lu Ya" took a piece from it and approached Gu Xian'an.
The pain of meridian severing made Gu Xian'an narrow his eyes subconsciously, completely unaware of "Lu Ya's" movements.
It wasn't until the red-hot charcoal pressed against his shoulder blades, and the pain of burning skin and flesh, that Gu Xian'an's sluggish nerves realized the pain, and he subconsciously let out a painful wail in his throat.
"Lu Ya" took off the tongs, and the charcoal pieces with burnt flesh fell down and hit his feet.
The tongs fell back into the charcoal fire, and "Lu Ya" fiddled with them casually, threatening him in a cold voice: "Gu Xian'an, my patience is limited, you'd better tell me the whereabouts of that idiot emperor as soon as possible."
The slap marks left by "Lu Ya" were still clearly visible on his face. His limbs were tightly bound by iron chains, and there were bloody burn marks on his shoulder blades.
Gu Xian'an lowered his head and spat out the blood foam in his mouth, "Don't even think about it!"
"Lu Ya" had long expected that he would give such an answer. The tongs clamped the red-hot charcoal and pressed it against his skin again, leaving ugly burn marks one after another.
Gu Xian'an was restricted by the iron chain and could not move. His hair, which had always been well-groomed, hung down as he lowered his head. An indistinct groan came from his throat unconsciously. Tears fell down completely subconsciously, blurring the clear and elegant face. Face.
"Gu Xian'an, what are you insisting on?"
"Lu Ya" pinched the fire tongs that had lost its temperature and forced him to raise his head, and said to him in a good voice: "Gu Xian'an, if you tell me the whereabouts of the little emperor earlier, I will be able to free you earlier to meet him." His Royal Highness the Second Prince."
"This is obviously a win-win situation, why can't Prime Minister Gu understand it?"
"What you call a win-win...do you mean seeking power and usurping the throne?" Gu Xian'an glared at him coldly.
"Prime Minister Gu, why are you once a knight-errant in the world? How come you have become so pedantic after staying in this palace for a few years?"
This was not the first time "Lu Ya" had said such words to Gu Xian'an, but the last time they had just finished saying this, they started fighting.
Only this time, Gu Xian'an no longer had the strength to fight with him...
"Lu Ya" obviously thought of this as well. The poker in his hand clamped his chin, forcing him to raise his head higher: "Yu Guo needs a more powerful ruler, not someone like Yan Qingning." It’s straw trash.”
"Your Majesty is definitely not a waste!" Gu Xian'an half-squinted his eyes because of the physical pain, but still retorted firmly: "You are using His Majesty's ability as an excuse one after another, just to make your attempt to usurp the throne appear high-sounding. Some……"
The red-hot charcoal pressed hard on his face, and the pain of burning skin and flesh made him lose his voice for a moment. His open eyes were smoked by the hot air and burst into tears. The tears fell on the charcoal and evaporated instantly.
The charcoal cake stained with skin and flesh fell to the ground again, "Lu Ya" looked regretful: "Gu Xian'an, if you tell his whereabouts earlier, I will free you sooner."
The pain on his face and body stimulated his nerves over and over again, causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead, and he had to breathe heavily to calm down.
"Sir, we have received news that the National Master and His Majesty rushed to the epidemic area in Jiangnan North County and are currently on their way back to the Imperial City."
The sudden call from his subordinates interrupted "Lu Ya"'s thoughts of continuing to torture him.
He frowned, threw the poker in his hand into the brazier, waved his hand and ordered to his subordinates: "Punk his eyes out, and send more people to watch him carefully."
The subordinate glanced suspiciously at Gu Xian'an, who was covered in wounds, but still obeyed the order and said, "I obey, my subordinate."
-
Yan Qingning was wearing a robe and riding a horse on the path in the forest. From time to time, he had to avoid arrows coming from the front or behind.
These people were sent by Lu Yin to assassinate him!
Yan Qingning's eyes darkened, and he clamped the horse's belly with his feet, forcing the horse to run faster.
Someone's whereabouts were exposed in front of him, and he was preparing to assassinate him with a crossbow. Yan Qingning took out the short blade hidden by his calf, and using the speed of the horse to run over, he tightened the reins fiercely, holding the short blade and slit the man's throat very quickly. .
Warm blood stained half of his arm, and a sharp pain suddenly came from his calf.
Yan Qingning subconsciously lowered his eyes and looked over. A crossbow arrow almost shot through his calf.
He didn't dare to stay here too long, so he lowered his body and hugged the horse's neck, swinging his whip to drive the horse to run faster.
The wound on his leg left a bloody hole, and blood oozed out one after another. After a while, his trousers were dyed red, leaving a blood mark on the ground.
Yan Qingning gritted his teeth, turned around and plunged the short blade tightly into the horse's body, using the pain to force the horse to run faster.
He clutched the horse's mane tightly in his hands, trying to steady himself to prevent himself from falling off the horse.
Suddenly, the horse raised its head high and screamed, and its front legs were shot by crossbow arrows, causing Yan Qingning to fall off the horse.
Yan Qingning took advantage of the situation to pull out the short blade stuck in the horse's body, rolled around on the spot, barely dodged a row of crossbow arrows, quickly turned over and propped himself up, and walked deep into the forest with a seriously injured leg.
There was a "rustling" sound of leaves colliding with each other from behind. Yan Qingning did not dare to look back. He firmly grasped the short blade still stained with blood and walked through the trees one by one.
He had to muster up 12 points of energy to escape from the intense pursuit from behind...
Excessive blood loss caused his vision to turn black, and he lost a lot of strength in walking while holding the tree on his hands.
The sound of pursuit from behind is getting closer...
Yan Qingning gritted her teeth, holding the sharp point of the short blade in her hand, forcing herself to wake up with the pain, forcing herself to step up and run forward.
He may not be able to find a way to survive by moving forward, but if he stays where he is, the only outcome is death.
Yan Qingning knew this truth well and walked forward quickly, but when he noticed the situation ahead, he had to stop.
There was also a group of people blocking his path ahead...
He was surrounded by people...
This knowledge put Yan Qingning's deep eyes on guard, and he clutched the short blade tightly in his hand, ready to break through the siege at any time.
However, after seeing his figure, no one in front took the initiative to attack him. Instead, they stood quietly, as if waiting for some order.
The pursuit behind them was approaching, and the people in front couldn't tell whether they were enemies or friends.
To be honest, his situation was really terrible.
Another crossbow arrow came towards him from behind, but before he could get close to him, he was blocked by a cold sword.
The man was dressed in white clothes and stood quietly under the moonlight, as if he were a god.
Yan Qingning stared at his back and couldn't help but whisper the name that made Shen Zhuoan happy but hated.
"Lord God..."
Shen Zhuoan's figure suddenly froze, covering the injury at the end of his eye like a clumsy clown, turning his head to look at Yan Qingning, and responded softly: "I'm here."
The pain of meridian severing made Gu Xian'an narrow his eyes subconsciously, completely unaware of "Lu Ya's" movements.
It wasn't until the red-hot charcoal pressed against his shoulder blades, and the pain of burning skin and flesh, that Gu Xian'an's sluggish nerves realized the pain, and he subconsciously let out a painful wail in his throat.
"Lu Ya" took off the tongs, and the charcoal pieces with burnt flesh fell down and hit his feet.
The tongs fell back into the charcoal fire, and "Lu Ya" fiddled with them casually, threatening him in a cold voice: "Gu Xian'an, my patience is limited, you'd better tell me the whereabouts of that idiot emperor as soon as possible."
The slap marks left by "Lu Ya" were still clearly visible on his face. His limbs were tightly bound by iron chains, and there were bloody burn marks on his shoulder blades.
Gu Xian'an lowered his head and spat out the blood foam in his mouth, "Don't even think about it!"
"Lu Ya" had long expected that he would give such an answer. The tongs clamped the red-hot charcoal and pressed it against his skin again, leaving ugly burn marks one after another.
Gu Xian'an was restricted by the iron chain and could not move. His hair, which had always been well-groomed, hung down as he lowered his head. An indistinct groan came from his throat unconsciously. Tears fell down completely subconsciously, blurring the clear and elegant face. Face.
"Gu Xian'an, what are you insisting on?"
"Lu Ya" pinched the fire tongs that had lost its temperature and forced him to raise his head, and said to him in a good voice: "Gu Xian'an, if you tell me the whereabouts of the little emperor earlier, I will be able to free you earlier to meet him." His Royal Highness the Second Prince."
"This is obviously a win-win situation, why can't Prime Minister Gu understand it?"
"What you call a win-win...do you mean seeking power and usurping the throne?" Gu Xian'an glared at him coldly.
"Prime Minister Gu, why are you once a knight-errant in the world? How come you have become so pedantic after staying in this palace for a few years?"
This was not the first time "Lu Ya" had said such words to Gu Xian'an, but the last time they had just finished saying this, they started fighting.
Only this time, Gu Xian'an no longer had the strength to fight with him...
"Lu Ya" obviously thought of this as well. The poker in his hand clamped his chin, forcing him to raise his head higher: "Yu Guo needs a more powerful ruler, not someone like Yan Qingning." It’s straw trash.”
"Your Majesty is definitely not a waste!" Gu Xian'an half-squinted his eyes because of the physical pain, but still retorted firmly: "You are using His Majesty's ability as an excuse one after another, just to make your attempt to usurp the throne appear high-sounding. Some……"
The red-hot charcoal pressed hard on his face, and the pain of burning skin and flesh made him lose his voice for a moment. His open eyes were smoked by the hot air and burst into tears. The tears fell on the charcoal and evaporated instantly.
The charcoal cake stained with skin and flesh fell to the ground again, "Lu Ya" looked regretful: "Gu Xian'an, if you tell his whereabouts earlier, I will free you sooner."
The pain on his face and body stimulated his nerves over and over again, causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead, and he had to breathe heavily to calm down.
"Sir, we have received news that the National Master and His Majesty rushed to the epidemic area in Jiangnan North County and are currently on their way back to the Imperial City."
The sudden call from his subordinates interrupted "Lu Ya"'s thoughts of continuing to torture him.
He frowned, threw the poker in his hand into the brazier, waved his hand and ordered to his subordinates: "Punk his eyes out, and send more people to watch him carefully."
The subordinate glanced suspiciously at Gu Xian'an, who was covered in wounds, but still obeyed the order and said, "I obey, my subordinate."
-
Yan Qingning was wearing a robe and riding a horse on the path in the forest. From time to time, he had to avoid arrows coming from the front or behind.
These people were sent by Lu Yin to assassinate him!
Yan Qingning's eyes darkened, and he clamped the horse's belly with his feet, forcing the horse to run faster.
Someone's whereabouts were exposed in front of him, and he was preparing to assassinate him with a crossbow. Yan Qingning took out the short blade hidden by his calf, and using the speed of the horse to run over, he tightened the reins fiercely, holding the short blade and slit the man's throat very quickly. .
Warm blood stained half of his arm, and a sharp pain suddenly came from his calf.
Yan Qingning subconsciously lowered his eyes and looked over. A crossbow arrow almost shot through his calf.
He didn't dare to stay here too long, so he lowered his body and hugged the horse's neck, swinging his whip to drive the horse to run faster.
The wound on his leg left a bloody hole, and blood oozed out one after another. After a while, his trousers were dyed red, leaving a blood mark on the ground.
Yan Qingning gritted his teeth, turned around and plunged the short blade tightly into the horse's body, using the pain to force the horse to run faster.
He clutched the horse's mane tightly in his hands, trying to steady himself to prevent himself from falling off the horse.
Suddenly, the horse raised its head high and screamed, and its front legs were shot by crossbow arrows, causing Yan Qingning to fall off the horse.
Yan Qingning took advantage of the situation to pull out the short blade stuck in the horse's body, rolled around on the spot, barely dodged a row of crossbow arrows, quickly turned over and propped himself up, and walked deep into the forest with a seriously injured leg.
There was a "rustling" sound of leaves colliding with each other from behind. Yan Qingning did not dare to look back. He firmly grasped the short blade still stained with blood and walked through the trees one by one.
He had to muster up 12 points of energy to escape from the intense pursuit from behind...
Excessive blood loss caused his vision to turn black, and he lost a lot of strength in walking while holding the tree on his hands.
The sound of pursuit from behind is getting closer...
Yan Qingning gritted her teeth, holding the sharp point of the short blade in her hand, forcing herself to wake up with the pain, forcing herself to step up and run forward.
He may not be able to find a way to survive by moving forward, but if he stays where he is, the only outcome is death.
Yan Qingning knew this truth well and walked forward quickly, but when he noticed the situation ahead, he had to stop.
There was also a group of people blocking his path ahead...
He was surrounded by people...
This knowledge put Yan Qingning's deep eyes on guard, and he clutched the short blade tightly in his hand, ready to break through the siege at any time.
However, after seeing his figure, no one in front took the initiative to attack him. Instead, they stood quietly, as if waiting for some order.
The pursuit behind them was approaching, and the people in front couldn't tell whether they were enemies or friends.
To be honest, his situation was really terrible.
Another crossbow arrow came towards him from behind, but before he could get close to him, he was blocked by a cold sword.
The man was dressed in white clothes and stood quietly under the moonlight, as if he were a god.
Yan Qingning stared at his back and couldn't help but whisper the name that made Shen Zhuoan happy but hated.
"Lord God..."
Shen Zhuoan's figure suddenly froze, covering the injury at the end of his eye like a clumsy clown, turning his head to look at Yan Qingning, and responded softly: "I'm here."
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