My secret guard is not good at coaxing

On the green cobblestone road in the depths of the bamboo forest, a person walked slowly, wearing the bird-gray short robe of the servants of the Tang family like Xiaoman, with straight legs and cloud-climbing boots, with a tall and straight figure, vigorous and heroic.

Chen Tang couldn't help thinking of Tianqi, who was about the same age in his family. He wondered how tall Tianqi's little crying boy was, and whether he still loved to cry so much.

The young man gradually approached, saw the two people laughing contemptuously, and mocked Xiao Man behind Chen Tang, "Don't do anything yet? Is there any more love left?"

Chen Tang froze for a moment.The voice line was a little unstable during the juvenile voice change period, but at this age, there is only one voice in the entire imperial city that can have such a full-bodied voice.

What a fucking man.

This kid is Li Langya.

Li Langya was originally brought up by that lord, so it is not surprising that he is acting together with that lord now.Over the years, their imperial guards and Li Langya's inspector battalion have had deep grievances, and the number of times they sent each other out to assassinate each other overtly and covertly can't be counted on both hands. I guess this time it won't be kind.Chen Tang recalled, the fear of being swept away by the overwhelming internal force of this strange boy made his scalp tingle, if it wasn't for Xiao Man behind him, he would have left early.

Sure enough, Li Langya made the move before he got close.

The style of painting has changed since I fought against this kid.Li Langya's internal energy is so advanced that it is frightening. When he moves, his body is surrounded by a strong wind. If it is too far away, the force will pull people into the vortex, and if it is too close, it will be blown out.The palm wind mixed with internal force poured in like a raging wave. Chen Tang couldn't catch it at all, so he could only use his strength to deflect the direction to avoid it. Occasionally, the palm wind that couldn't be dispelled could pass by Chen Tang's ears. , with a bang, the phoenix-tailed bamboo shattered behind him, and the bamboo leaves rustled to the ground.

No chance at all.

Do you want to bluff him again? There seems to be no other way, right?

Ah, I really want to run away, let's take Xiaoman with me. Thinking of this, Chen Tang stepped back slightly, and winked at Xiaoman who was beside him. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Xiaoman was still standing there, with his fists folded, his face expressionless, and even the moment his eyes met. He raised his eyelids, pretending not to see, and looked elsewhere aimlessly.

Chen Tang: "..."

Chen Tang could even comprehend that Xiao Man's little idiot turned his head, put his hands on his hips, pouted his little mouth, and let out a haughty sound from his nose—huh!

Li Langya was a little apprehensive about the interaction between these two dogs, he suffered from this last time, and couldn't help but push Chen Tang towards Xiao Man, urging Xiao Man to do it.

Chen Tangxin couldn't be fooled by him, but instinctively he couldn't control his distraction to pay attention to Xiao Man behind him. After all, his back was wide open, and if Xiao Man made a move, he might really have to come in standing up and go out lying down.

Then Xiaoman really did it.

Chen Tang noticed it, and theoretically he could dodge it, but he didn't move.

Last time he fought with Xiaoman with all his life, and barely hurt Li Langya. Even if Xiaoman helped him this time, the two of them would be able to get away with it. Of course, he would try his best to let Xiaoman escape safely; Li Langya, then Chen Tang didn't have to struggle at all, he could just lie down and be beaten.

But he had obviously held back Li Langya, if Xiao Man really wanted to leave, he should have left just now.So Xiao Man came to help him?There was still a little unspeakable little thought in his heart, which disappeared without a trace after being punched by Xiao Manshi.

Li Langya had already arrived in front of him. Chen Tang got short, dodged Li Langya's blowing punch, put one hand on the ground, jumped backwards, and then curled up slightly, taking defensive action , before he had time to do anything, he was thrown five meters away with a side kick by Xiaoman behind him, crushing several bamboos with a bang, and fell heavily into the mess.

Even though Xiaoman had expected Xiaoman to make a move, and even blocked it, he was still severely injured by Xiaoman's knowing blow, and his arm could still move after trying, but one side of the waist was cramped like it was stepped on by an elephant , Chen Tang half propped up his body, dizzy and sweating profusely in front of his eyes that hurt even if he moved lightly.

Then it was really an elephant stepping on it.

Li Langya approached with an evil smile, raised his foot and stepped on Chen Tang's chest fiercely, the cracking sound of broken ribs was thrilling, and the man on the ground directly forced out a mouthful of glaring blood.

I knew I couldn't beat it.

Chen Tang gasped and coughed for a while, the blood foam gushing from his throat and the severe pain in his body made him give up struggling completely.However, I didn't expect that Li Langya, who had always been murderous, would show mercy this time. If the young man exerted all his strength, he might not only break a few ribs, but his entire chest might be shattered into pieces by his kick.

Li Langya leaned down, the warlike excitement in his eyes had not completely faded away, he was simple and rude, and with a palm carrying internal force, he slashed at Chen Tang's head.

In the imperial city, on the outside of the west wall of Weiyang Palace, there is a small gray two-story building without a plaque.

This was originally the place where the master of the harem used to be the servants of the court ladies. The second floor was filled with all kinds of torture instruments accumulated over the years. The first floor was empty, and there were several torture racks of unknown meaning. Call it the torture chamber.But there is no master of the harem, the only woman who is a little close to the young emperor today is just a little dumb maid who grew up with him, and sealed the irrelevant beauty, and the rest are blank all the way from the queen to the concubine; there is no need for a court lady Slave, because this little beauty has a very good temper, she will only whine when she is bullied, so she dare not teach others a lesson.

Therefore, most of the time, the torture chamber was just a deterrent landmark building, but today the torture chamber is brightly lit.

Before the young emperor entered the door, he was thrown into the arms of the little dumb girl in green shirt who was about to cry. The little dumb girl was sobbing and smeared her tears and snot on the bright yellow robe of the young emperor, and the young emperor was dragged Walking inside, I knew that she was called to supervise the field, and she might have been frightened. After all, this girl was raised and played with by Zhao Xiang, a hamster, and she hadn't seen such things much.Just about to touch the little sister's little head to comfort her, when she raised her head, her open mouth could no longer utter a sound. The scene in front of her was so frightening that his legs went limp. If it wasn't for the little dumb girl supporting him, the young emperor would be very nervous. Make sure you are on your knees now.

The door of the torture room was opened in all directions, and a man was hung in the center of the hall by his hands tightly bound. His long hair like a waterfall was spread out, the tip of his nose was straight, and the shadow cast on his angular side face. Half of his body, from his arms to his chest and back. , bursting into two finger-wide ferocious welts, the red flesh and blood tore and turned outwards, in ironic contrast with the white and fat-like complexion unique to literati, shocking, dripping blood along the beautiful waistline, on the white obscene pants A little bit of dark red bloomed, extending to the place where the man was kneeling. If you look carefully, the man was not kneeling on the ground, but a pile of discarded iron chains and nails. color.