Before becoming a cat demon

He sneered: "My good junior brother, you really treat senior brother well!"

Shen Tingzhi looked at his wound and pursed his lips: "You didn't want to hide it from me."

"Tch!" Qi Luan glanced at his face, as if he didn't want to see him, he said with a sneer, "I don't know people well."

Qi Luan felt a severe pain in his heart. Although he knew in his heart that his junior brother was too upright, he might not sit idly by, but there was no matter of taking action, he could not help hesitating——

What if he knew he was kept in the dark?

What would he think of his ambitious senior brother?

Will he stand by him when he is in a dilemma?

All kinds of hesitation made him unavoidably show his feet when he attacked, and perhaps there was an element of temptation in it, but he didn't expect that Xu Ying not only shot to stop him, but also used such a ruthless method.

Many officials in the court have been persuaded by him. Although Qi Luan did not have the jade seal, as long as Jing Shao died and his identity was announced, everything would be justified.

But now...

Limited by the terrain, Qi Luan couldn't carry a large number of people at all. If he hadn't made it to the last step, he still had the strength to escape, but now that he was seriously injured, Jing Shao would definitely not let him go.

Qi Luan was depressed, and his tone was even worse: "Get lost, don't force me to do it."

"Senior brother..." Shen Ting walked a few steps closer and called softly.

He knew that if Qi Luan hadn't had reservations about him, he wouldn't have been able to do this, so he also knew that he had let him down.

Qi Luan clenched the sword in his hand, and refused to look at him with a downcast face: "I'll let you go!"

Shen Tingzhi looked at his swaying figure and was already struggling to support him. He rushed over to try to support him, but Qi Luan swung his sword away.

Shen Tingzhi looked at the situation behind him, suddenly lowered his voice, and begged softly: "Brother, don't argue, let's go back and live a good life, shall we?"

He asked how he was, with a slight coquetry in his gentle and warm voice, Qi Luan couldn't help but think that he was still young, and every time he wanted something, he would weakly tug on his sleeve and look at himself pitifully, As long as his bright eyes are on him, he can't refuse any request from him.

At that moment, he almost wanted to say yes.

But he hasn't had time yet...

There was a flash in front of his eyes, and a sharp pain suddenly came from the back of his neck. In Qi Luan's last consciousness, there was only an extremely familiar face that had appeared in his mind countless times.

"You bastard!

Before he could speak, his whole body fell into a daze, full of disappointment.

Shen Tingzhi supported his fallen body, and listened carefully to the sound of footsteps in the forest.

He carried Qi Luan up and down a few times, and disappeared into the distance in a blink of an eye.

Jing Shao followed the blood trail and quickly chased to the mountain with his men, Lin Zhixian followed him closely.

He originally disapproved of Jing Shao chasing the man himself, but the other party refused to return to the palace and rejected his suggestion on the grounds that "I want to find a lifesaver".

If the king has an order, how can the minister not follow it?

The assassin was seriously injured, and the smell of blood in the forest was very strong. Lin Zhixian could feel that he was getting closer to him, but when he walked to a side road, the strong smell of blood suddenly disappeared, replaced by a faint scent of flowers , Lin Zhixian was somewhat familiar with this smell - it was the scent of jasmine.

However, before he had time to think deeply, his ears keenly caught a trace of movement.

"Over there, chase after him." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Jing Shao heading in the direction just now, Lin Zhixian had no time to think, and hurriedly followed.

He was not as good as Jing Shao, and when he was about to catch up, he saw the black-clothed assassin being forced to the edge of the cliff. His figure was slow, and he looked like he was seriously injured.

But for some reason, Lin Zhixian always felt uneasy when he looked at the other person's face.

He was still in a daze, but Jing Shao had already taken the bow and arrow handed over by his subordinates, he drew the bow and set the arrow without any hesitation.As a king, the most taboo thing is to be merciful. Qi Luan has been named a rebel, and his execution is a certainty.

The figure of the man in black not far away swayed a few times, he turned his head subconsciously, Lin Zhixian looked straight at the other party's eyes at that moment, clearly and straightforwardly, beating his head like a drum Heart.

Those eyes are so familiar...

The scent of jasmine that he smelt on the side road just now flashed through Lin Zhixian's mind, and he seemed to understand something all at once.

He immediately shouted anxiously: "Your Majesty, be merciful!"

However, before he finished speaking, the sharp arrow left the string in an instant, piercing the wind with a biting momentum.

Lin Zhixian could only watch helplessly as the black figure who wanted to avoid it suddenly paused, and then the sharp arrow pierced directly into the chest.

Do not!

Lin Zhixian's voice was silenced all of a sudden, as if he had been struck by lightning, he sat there in a daze.

Must be him!

He left that clue, wanting to save him himself.But he didn't, didn't...

Lin Zhixian stared blankly at his hands, and suddenly rushed forward without warning.He lay on the edge of the cliff, turned his head and shouted loudly: "Come on, come on—"

His unusual appearance caught everyone's attention. All the soldiers looked at their majesty hesitantly, but found that the other party's eyes were blank and he didn't know where to look.

On the small road in the suburbs outside the city, a low-key and simple carriage was driving fast. There were few people on the road, so this seemingly ordinary carriage did not attract anyone's attention.

The driver was an old man with a gray beard. The old man held the reins tightly with wrinkled hands. Although the carriage had been far away from the capital for a long time, he still had no intention of stopping the carriage. Even the speed of the carriage was slow. Nothing slow.

I don't know how long it has been driving like this, when there is a slight movement in the carriage, the old man hastily drove the car to a hidden place, and then stopped.

He opened the curtain of the car, and the old voice was exceptionally soft: "Master."

The person in the car seemed to have just woken up. He sat up half up, rubbing his fingers on his forehead.

"Abo." Qi Luan frowned and shouted, his voice a little tired.

He calmed down for a moment before realizing that he was in the carriage.

"Where is this?" He just finished asking, and suddenly remembered what happened before he fell into a coma, so he asked again: "Where is Xu Ying?"

Maybe it was because he just woke up, or maybe it was because he was tired, but his tone was not as angry as before.

It's just that he didn't wait for an answer for a long time. He raised his head in doubt, but saw the old man in front of him staring at him closely, his eyes were sharper than ever before.

Qi Luan was at a loss, and he didn't care about the old man's reaction, so he opened the car curtain directly.

"Where is this? Are we out of the city?" Qi Luan realized something was wrong belatedly, and his uneasiness gradually expanded, and he hurriedly asked, "Why am I here? Where's Xu Ying?"

The old man didn't look at him, he got out and buried himself in the car.

"What about Xu Ying?" Qi Luan didn't give up. The old man's silence made him even more flustered. He chased after him with only one question.

"Gone."

After asking for a long time without any result, Qi Luan was stunned by the sudden two words.

"It's gone...what do you mean?" Qi Luan's head froze for a moment, unable to think at all, he could only ask back in a daze.

The old man ignored him, but the car was driven very fast.

"I want to go back."

Qi Luan said, suddenly jumping out of the car regardless.

"Huh!" The old man pulled the rein hard, and the horse's hooves were raised high.

There was a huge shock in the carriage, Qi Luan was injured and already weak, so he couldn't stand firmly for a while, and immediately rolled down from the carriage.

The old man jumped out of the car neatly, swung his whip, and slammed it on Qi Luan who was lying on the ground.

The whip made a clear "click".

"I gave this whip for the young master." The old man said coldly, with imperceptible sadness and indisputable anger in his words.

"If you wanted to try in the past, I let you fight hard, so as to teach you to turn around when you hit a wall. Now that the capital is under martial law, if you still don't give up, just go back and die."

After he finished speaking, he turned around.

"Let me ask you," Qi Luan lay on the ground, unable to get up for a long time, his voice came muffled from under his arms.

"What about Sequence Shadow?"

"It is the will of the current sages that the leader of the rebels has been put to death, and the capital is sealed off to encircle and suppress the remnants. What do you think?"

Follow up

The drizzle was pattering down, and the clear water drops fell on the flowers and plants outside the window, and slid down happily along the soft leaves.The whole world seemed to have been washed by water, and it was surprisingly fresh and translucent.

"Your Majesty," Fu Lu stood outside the door and called in a low voice, "Your Majesty Lin, please see me."

The door of the room slammed, as if something heavy had been thrown on it, and Jing Shao's angry voice came from inside.

"No! Let him go!"

Fu Lu hurriedly knelt down, lowered his head and dared not speak any more.

He sighed deeply in his heart, he didn't understand how it was only a short dozen days, how this monarch who has always been angry suddenly turned into such a moody look. He didn't accompany him that day, and only knew that His Majesty He was assassinated on the way, but it was only a false alarm when he came back intact.

Unexpectedly, since he came back that day, apart from dealing with political affairs every day, he often stayed in the bedroom. Not only did no one come forward to serve him, but he also punished several maids who cleaned the bedroom.

As for Lin Shizi, his anger seemed to be even worse, and the sharp eyes he looked at him were shocking.This is not counted. One day, Lin Shizi presented a memorial and a painting scroll. The Holy One only read the memorial, and immediately became furious and wanted to kill Lin Shizi. Fortunately, the prince of Zhennan came forward to intercede, and the prince escaped. doomed.

For several days after that, the Holy Majesty stayed in the bedroom without eating or drinking, and ignored everyone.

Unexpectedly, Shizi Lin didn't know what was going on, and he didn't know what to do, but he wanted to come here to provoke the current sage, making him in a dilemma.

Only this time, he had to run into this bad luck no matter what.

I don't know how long it took, but there was no sound inside.

Only then did Fu Lu tentatively say, "He left something for the servant, and said, you must have been looking for it for a long time."

This is the truth, Lin Zhixian knew that Jing Shao refused to see him, although he didn't know why he was so angry with him, but maybe it was an intuition, he knew that the person Jing Shao really hated and was angry with was actually he himself.

He wasn't afraid of death at all, but he always had to do something to relieve the depression in his heart.Although he said he was asking for an interview, the main purpose was to present something.

The people inside seemed to be stunned for a while, and suddenly opened their mouths and asked, "Is... what is it?"

His voice lost the hostility just now, but a hint of timidity.

Fu Lu stopped talking. He felt that His Majesty should know the answer. He had ordered people to look for it, although there were other purposes at that time.

The people inside didn't blame him either, it took him some time before he said: "Come on." There was a slight tiredness in his words.

Fu Lu carefully held the bright yellow object in his hand, and stepped into the palace with his head down without looking sideways. The quietness in the palace was a bit strange.As he went deeper, Fu Lu could gradually hear the wind blowing in through the window, and occasionally there was the sound of pages being turned.

Jing Shao was lying on the jade floor by the window with his eyes closed, his face pale and haggard.

Fu Lu approached slowly, and when he passed by the table, he couldn't help taking a sneak peek. He saw that the rice paper was messily sprinkled on it, and black ink was spread on it irregularly. It was hard to tell whether it was a painting or something what to write.

A beautiful picture scroll was pressed underneath, revealing a pair of bright eyes. Fu Lu couldn't understand the painting skills, but simply thought those eyes were beautiful.

He was engrossed in watching, and stopped before he knew it. At this moment, Jing Shao suddenly shouted: "Take it out! I don't want to look at it! Take it out!"

Fu Lu didn't react, and immediately froze for a moment.

Jing Shao suddenly got into trouble, and directly waved the things on the table towards him.Fu Lu was taken aback, and ran out in a hurry.

His Majesty must have not even opened his eyes.Fulu thought wildly, and couldn't help but look back, the painting had been swung to the ground just now, Fulu took a quick glance and saw that there were still a few lines of words on the painting: Zhuang Xuying, such a treasure, arrogant and indulgent; Looks like no other.

The author has something to say: Tingzhi has died again - this article is also called "Handbook of Playing to Death".