[Rebirth] The lord wants a minister to die

At midnight, the cold moon is like frost.He Zhan began to fear the cold and shivered all over his body. He realized that the situation might be more serious than he imagined in a daze, so he could only forcefully open his eyes.It didn't matter when he opened it, a black shadow suddenly bumped into his eyes, which startled He Zhan.

After He Zhan's eyes got used to the darkness, he realized that the black shadow was Ning Jin.He was sitting at the corner of the innermost bed, holding a square scarf in his hand, and another square scarf was placed on He Zhan's forehead.He Zhan took off the square scarf and held it tightly in his hands. His heart felt warm and itchy as if swept by a small feather.

In the previous generation, Ning Jin hadn't treated him so well. In the end, he was even regarded as a thorn in Ning Jin's flesh, and he wished to get rid of it as soon as possible.He Zhan smiled wryly, sat up and helped Ning Jin down.Ning Jin slept very lightly, and woke up after being touched by He Zhan so lightly, and instinctively shouted: "Third Uncle!"

He Zhan smiled helplessly: "Why, you always think of me in your dreams?"

"Third Uncle?" Ning Jin looked at it for a long time before he was sure it was not a dream, and asked eagerly, "Are you still hot?" He reached out and touched He Zhan's forehead, and found that it was still hot. Now he was really anxious: "No, I'll go find Dr. Liu again. You lie down first."

He Zhan held down Ning Jin who was about to get up and get out of bed, but forgot the fact that he was sick and had no strength at all.Ning Jin himself had great strength, he felt the strength on his shoulders, thought of it and wanted to sit back, he lost his balance and bumped into He Zhan's arms unexpectedly.He Zhan didn't have the strength to support such a big child, and he was crushed on the bed in an instant.

He Zhan was dizzy for a while, his eyes turned black.

Ning Jin's chin hit He Zhan's slightly exposed chest, and he froze, forgetting to even get up.He smelled the bitter smell of medicine on He Zhan's body, but it smelled very good.That was the medicine he personally cooked for He Zhan.

"Brother...Aren't you going to get up?" He Zhan took a few breaths before he could say a complete sentence, "It's almost crushing me to death!"

Ning Jin got up in a hurry, worried about He Zhan, but didn't dare to get too close, stammering: "I... I didn't mean to..."

He Zhan said calmly: "I know...I have to go to Qingfeng Mountain overnight, this disease can't be delayed any longer."

Ning Jin said, "Why do you want to go to Qingfeng Mountain?"

"Seeking Immortals." He Zhan didn't intend to explain, but just said, "You stay here well, if someone comes to ask, you just say that I am still sleeping, and no one is allowed to disturb you."

Ning Jin clenched his fists, lowered his head, and said after a long time, "I'll go with you." In the past, He Zhan would do whatever he wanted, but now that little face immersed in the night was full of firmness, as if iron I want to go with my heart.

He Zhan got up with strength and began to dress, Ning Jin climbed out of bed and followed He Zhan closely.He Zhan frowned and said: "You are not allowed to go!" In the first life, Ning Jin was seriously injured for some reason, and died after returning to the mansion due to no one to take care of him.After living so many lifetimes, this is the first time for He Zhan to enter Qingfeng Mountain by himself. Who knows what dangers lurk there.In case something happened to Ning Jin, he would have to wipe his neck and die accordingly.Even if he didn't wipe his neck, he would still be struck by lightning in the end and risk his life for his life.

Ning Jin's shoulders trembled in fright when he yelled at him like this, but he pursed his lips and followed He Zhan very firmly.Ning Jin got out of bed in such a hurry that he didn't even bother to put on his shoes, and now he followed He Zhan with his bare feet, looking funny and embarrassed.

He Zhan had a headache for a while. At this moment, he finally understood where Ning Jin's determination to kill and attack came from.Whatever Ning Jin decides, no one can change it.He Zhan rummaged through the box and found an old clothes for Ning Jin, and said to him: "I will listen to you on the way, don't make any trouble."

As long as He Zhan agreed to let him follow, what else would Ning Jin not want to agree to?He nodded quickly and put on He Zhan's robe.

He Zhan went to get a good horse, and because Ning Jin couldn't ride it, the two had to ride together.When they left the mansion, the two of them were stopped by the night watch guards at Duke Zhong's mansion. He Zhan only said that there was something urgent, but the guards let them go when they saw that it was the third young master from his own mansion.

Qingfeng Mountain is not far from here, and when He Zhan came to the gate of the mountain with his horse, the sky had just turned pale.He Zhan had traveled in the middle of the night, and he was already unwell, so his face was extremely pale at this moment, with no blood at all.Riding halfway up the mountain, the mountain road is not easy to walk, so I can only dismount the horse and climb the steps by myself.

Ning Jin supported He Zhan's dangling body, and said worryingly: "Uncle San, otherwise you'll wait here, and I'll run up to beg."

He Zhan held his breath and refused, "No." Even if he died here, Ning Jin couldn't take any risk.

The road ahead is easier to walk, through a dense forest, and another two hours on the mountain road, you can reach Qingfeng Taoist Temple.When walking slowly along the winding path in the forest, Ning Jin's eyes were startled, and he shouted: "Third Uncle, look!"

He Zhan followed his line of sight, and saw corpses strewn across the field in front of him, and the broken corpses lay there in disorder, long dead.Those dead people were wearing official uniforms... looked like Custodians.

Others had tiger tattoos on their necks.He Zhan recognized that it was the symbol of Weihuzhai. A group of bandits who fled around the capital recently took the mountain as their king and committed crimes.He Zhan didn't know much about what happened. He only remembered that it was a little-known little official who took care of their nest at that time, and was later named the Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

Dali Temple Shaoqing...Qin Fang? !

He Zhan clenched his fists tightly, his gaze sharpened inch by inch.He heard the faint sound of fighting coming from the front, picked up a knife from the ground and ran forward.Ning Jin held his breath and followed closely behind He Zhan.

Walking not far away, more than a dozen people in front had already wrestled into a group, and there was only one person left in the red robe official uniform, surrounded by the group, desperately resisting.

Before He Zhan got close, he heard the man in official uniform groaning in pain from a distance. A knife was slashed at the man's shoulder. If he hadn't resisted it with the sword, he would have lost his arm.In the end, the killing was a contest of strength. He pushed the bandits away, and fought with the bandits who rushed up one after another.

Blood flew, and blood splashed down.The man's heart began to pound wildly in the face of the blades that were attacking intensively, and the strength and speed of the sword were not as good as before.

He Zhan sweated a little, and couldn't help but be overjoyed. He didn't expect to meet Qin Fang here.Seeing Qin Fang surrounded by groups, He Zhan couldn't help being puzzled. The siege of Huwei Village was the battle that Qin Fang became famous in one fell swoop. How could he be killed like a dog?

He Zhan clicked his tongue secretly, maybe this is a good opportunity for him to be a hero to save the beauty!He Zhan told Qin Fang in his previous life that the two of them were destined for each other, and this guy still refused to recognize him, but this time he must believe it, right?

The joy of reuniting with his old friend completely covered up his illness, and his hand holding the knife even trembled slightly with joy.Seeing that Qin Fang was forced to retreat, He Zhan thought to himself: Oh, Qin Fang, Qin Fang, this time is good, let me help you at last!

Suddenly a shining knife came out from behind the bandits, and the people besieging Qin Fang looked back, and saw that the comer was dressed in a lavender robe, with lotus flowers on his shoulder sleeves.He Zhan turned his sword and stood up, looking at the seven or eight bandits on the opposite side, he said sarcastically: "You guys are really on the stage, if you hit one more, it's shameful!"

One of the people on the opposite side said angrily: "Midget your own business! If you don't want to die, get out of here, and you'll mess with Huweizhai, so you can't eat and walk around!"

He Zhan picked up the knife and said with a smile: "Master, I have a big appetite. You little fish and shrimps are not enough for my teeth. Of course, I am not only targeting you, I mean everyone in Huweizhai..." He Zhan The tone at the end of the story is raised, the meaning of ridicule is full, and the meaning is endless.

These gangsters and robbers, who don't know a lot of Chinese characters, how could they quarrel so much with He Zhan's tricky mouth. When they were blocked, their faces turned black and red, and they were so angry that they copied the knife and slashed at He Zhan.

He Zhan squinted his eyes slightly, and the way he raised the knife was neat, without any muddling.The sword is the overlord of soldiers, and it is very domineering when played, but it is full of Confucianism in He Zhan's hands.His strength was not that ruthless, but it was a coincidence that those people fell down one by one.

One of them was so red-eyed by being killed, he didn't get entangled with He Zhan, aimed at Qin Fang, and rushed towards Qin Fang.

"Take your life!"

Still yelling, He Zhan couldn't see this group of people yelling, as if he didn't notice.He Zhan raised his eyebrows, raised his breath and flew over.Originally, He Zhan estimated that he would definitely cut off this person's knife, but he forgot that his body is still weak at the moment, and it is not the body of the previous life, so it is inevitable that there will be deviations in using it.But at a critical juncture, such a small deviation can be fatal.

He Zhan stood in front of Qin Fang, and the knife slashed at He Zhan's shoulder impartially. The pain from the burst from his shoulder made He Zhan kneel on the spot.He Zhan's ears rang, and his eyes were filled with countless white light spots. At that moment, He Zhan thought he was going to say "Hello" to Zilu again.

The long sword in the rear came out very quickly, piercing the bandit's chest fiercely, and the fight was completely over.

"Uncle Three!"

Ning Jin shouted hoarsely.Sweat dripped on He Zhan's forehead, and he looked at Ning Jin who was running towards him. He seemed to see Ning Jin on the battlefield, his eyes were full of violence, and the murderous aura all over his body could not be removed in the future, like Shura who had been on the battlefield for a long time. Warlord.

He Zhan barely regained a trace of consciousness, his shoulders were already numb from the pain.He stood up with the knife, Ning Jin didn't dare to approach him again.The blood stained He Zhan's shoulders, making Ning Jin's hands and feet stiff, not knowing what to do, tears rolled down from the sockets of his eyes, pattering down.

He Zhan didn't want him to worry, so he smiled calmly and said to him, "Why, did you cry because of me?"

"He Zhan!" He Zhan was startled by a voice that suppressed his anger.He turned around and looked, only to see the person behind suddenly took off the hood on his head, his phoenix eyes were full of anger, his face was handsome and gloomy, this person was clearly not Qin Fang!

It's fine if it's not my friend Qin Fang, but why is Ning Qi the great demon king? !He Zhan froze in place, his mood was like that of a dog roaring in the sun, it exploded! !Can someone please explain, where is Qin Fang, his friend who saved his life with all his might!When did the plot change, Mr. Zilu Xing! !

He clasped Ning Jin's arms with both hands, with bulging veins, and roared angrily: "Who will you come to save me! You are dying!"

"Oops! Oops... Oops!" He Zhan yelled in pain, "Ancestor, don't touch me, the blood is squeezed out by you, brother!!"

Ning Qi let go of his hand suddenly, and suddenly a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the long sword in his hand was out of its sheath.He Zhan was shocked, thinking that he had offended Ning Qi, this man wanted to kill the donkey, but he never thought that the bandit shouted from behind: "Take King Feng Ming in exchange, or I will kill him!"

He Zhan: "???"

The knife pressed tightly against Ning Jin's neck, and a drop of blood flowed out along the blade.When He Zhan saw Ning Jin being held hostage by the bandits, his heart was twisted to death, and he said angrily, "Let him go!" The real purpose is not to protect Ning Jin at all, but to play with him, He Zhan.

The small wound on Ning Jin's neck gradually deepened, and He Zhan was terrified when he saw a string of blood beads.What kind of bastard is this bandit? He Zhan has protected people for several lifetimes. Who is qualified to move?

With a cold face, he said, "How dare you threaten me? Do you think I will hand over Ning Qi to you?"

Ning Qi had never seen He Zhan like this before, his expression was cold, his eyes were full of murderous anger, and his demeanor was very compelling.

The author has something to say: He Zhan: Zilu Xingjun, this script is wrong, please change it!

Ning Qi: It is impossible for this king to be saved by this hot chicken. This script is wrong, please change it!

Ning Jin recorded it in a small notebook:

list of haters

1. Fengming Wang Ningqi.