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The hot and dry summer boredom blows from the long yellow sand hills.

The sky full of stars is obscured by mist.

In the room, a scream made the bald crow howl on the eaves.

"What do you want to do!"

Chen Huanluo was tightly shackled by King Yu's neck, gasping for breath with difficulty, "Ahem, something is wrong with King Gu, I think, take it out and have a look."

King Yu grinned ferociously on his withered face, "Giggle...you are not allowed to take it! Let it go!"

Chen Huanluo struggled hard to push his hand away, gasping for breath, his abdomen throbbed in severe pain.

A little bit.

The knife was in his hand, and he could take it out in a moment.

Blood oozes from Chen Huanluo's throat, "...My lord, Huan Luo belongs to you...will not harm you..."

He tilted his head, his eyes were clouded by the pain, "...sir, help me"

Yang Rui picked up a thin knife from the medicine box and pressed it against Chen Huanluo's neck, while helping to hold King Yu's shoulder with the other hand.

The subordinate's body was like a pile of carrion, Yang Rui suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and asked, "Is it desirable?"

Chen Huanluo nodded, and glanced at the unconscious King Yu, the thin blade sliced ​​through the bruised and swollen flesh.

"what……!!!"

Chen Huanluo was overturned by the mad King Yu. He gritted his teeth and used his body to hold down the man, and the knife in his hand was not stable at all.

There was fine sweat on his forehead, just a little bit, just a little bit.

Yang Rui asked anxiously, "What do you want to do?!"

Chen Huanluo penetrated into King Yu's wound.

"what………!"

King Yu stood up suddenly, raised his hand to pat Chen Huanluo, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of pus and blood.

His eyes were full of madness, "Ho Ho...you're going to kill me..."

"No one can stop me!"

"Come on! Put him to death! Put him to death! Hoho..."

"Report! My lord, the Kun Qian army is attacking under the city!"

King Yu's eyes were scarlet, and the carrion on his face began to fall off. He stared at the people on the ground.

Chen Huanluo knelt down on the ground clutching his stomach, blood oozing from his body.

Yang Rui grabbed Chen Huanluo and looked down, angrily said, "My lord, he seems to be pregnant."

He slapped him hard, "Bitch, whose child is this?!"

"Shao Yan!! Shao Yan!!"

"Fight this king! Fight! The world will be ours soon!"

A desolate horn sounded in Xiyan Pass, driving the wind to blow the sand.

The night is gloomy, and the torches stir the desert.

Heads popped up in the desert and crawled out of the sand with strange behavior.

Wherever it passed, the insects scattered and fled.

As soon as Ren Kui appeared, a circle of iron pillars stuck in the ground caught fire.

Form a circle of fire burning black smoked fire.

Those human puppets were burned as if there was only the crackling sound of scorched flesh, which made people feel horrified.

More and more rings of fire began to burn across the desert.

Every place where Ren Kui appeared was blocked by the fire, and before he walked out, he was swallowed by the fire.

King Yu roared, who told the secret!

Whoa... who the hell!

But he didn't expect that there was a faint stench, full of rotten flesh, in the place where someone was the leader.

Maybe people can't smell it, but how can they escape the smell of falcons and dogs and wolves.

It's just that it takes time to find Liao Da in the desert, but it's not impossible to find traces at all.

The reason why Kunqian's army was not attracted was not because they were afraid of Xiyan Pass, but because they wanted to find a hiding place for Renkui.

King Yu went crazy, the arrow shot through his chest by Shao Yan was in great pain, and the texture of his bones began to crumble from the depths of his bones.

Chen Huanluo was crushed at the foot of the city wall in embarrassment, and in front of him were soldiers walking quickly.

He put one hand behind his back, sticky black blood dripping from between his fingers.

The palm of his hand was itchy due to some commotion, he tried his best to suppress the ecstasy in his heart, and stuffed the thing in his palm into the small porcelain bottle hidden in his sleeve bit by bit.

With both hands behind his back, he carefully tore off the cloth strip from his sleeve and tied the porcelain bottle to his wrist.

"Be honest!" The guard kicked his knee, and Chen Huanluo groaned and staggered to the ground.

"Old man, the lord wants his life!" The other person helped Chen Huanluo indiscriminately.

Chen Huanluo was covered in sweat, his face was pale, he was trembling because of nervousness, and he couldn't even stand steadily.

"If you want me to say it's better to kill, once the city wall is broken, none of us can survive."

"My lord is still fighting bloody battles, yet you say such things!"

The old man took a sip of wine and shook his head, "Deserters, they are all deserters and traitors."

Chen Huanluo sneered, without saying a word.

The old man tried to kick him, but another guard stopped him and waved him aside.

Screams continued to be heard on the city wall, stones collapsed, and flames burned out raging black smoke.

The soldiers in front of them panicked, and the cracks in the city wall of Xiyan Pass were getting bigger and bigger.

King Yu's roar was accompanied by the tragic end.

"Take him up the wall!"

"Yes!"

Chen Huanluo was held hostage and shoved, he sneered, "Your Highness is at the end of his rope."

King Yu seemed to have crawled out of a tomb, his body was black and full of stench.

He grabbed Chen Huanluo's neck and pinned him against the city wall, roaring and laughing, "Shao Yan! Stop! Otherwise I'll cut his neck off"

When Kun Qian's army approached, Shao Yan raised his head, his eyes were blood red, "Let him go! I will spare your life"

Almost half of Chen Huanluo's body was hanging on the city wall, as pale as paper, breathing hard.

He slightly raised his head and glanced at Shao Yan, his eyes were soaked like water, and he was reluctant to let go.

Chen Huanluo closed his eyes, but he didn't know if the porcelain bottle would break if he fell.

But he never thought that he would be buried in this vast desert, taking his children to repent with blood, tears and remorse for the mistakes he had made.

King Yu's withered hands tightly pinched Chen Huanluo's neck, and a pair of scarlet and cloudy eyes in his rotten eye sockets were staring at the army under the city.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "I will kill him, Shao Yan, you—" A long knife pierced through King Yu's lung abruptly, and a pair of dark eyes were filled with intense shock due to the pain.

King Yu's hand slowly loosened Chen Huanluo's shackles, and turned his head in horror, watching some strange man grabbed Chen Huanluo's arm and hugged him in his arms.

"Hehehe—you are," King Yu widened his eyes in horror. The rebels at the city gate were caught off guard by this scene. No one could have imagined that the Lord would suddenly be stabbed through the chest by a man wearing his own military uniform.

King Yu spat out thick black blood, laughed frantically, and struggled to say, "If I die, the emperor's minister, haha, if King Gu dies, the poison of the cold abyss..."

The man's eyes were cold, and King Yu spoke intermittently, but he could hear the poison of Hanyuan—Rong Lingjun, the son, the prince, Jiang Xing and so on.

The King Gu was raised in his body, and once King Yu died, other Gu insects would be poisoned, and all those people would die.

Under the city gate of Xiyan Pass, Shao Yan raised his head and stared at the scene on the gate, his wrists tightened and trembled slightly.

Suddenly, Chen Huanluo grabbed the man's knife and stabbed fiercely into King Yu's corrupt body. His face was pale but there was a trace of smug excitement. He shook his wrist and his voice was low.

"I've already taken out Gu King, you deserve to die too."

Yang Rui watched the general slowly rot and die in the crowd, his pale face was full of horror, the battle flags of the Kun Qian army fluttered in the desert wind, everything was over, the so-called careful planning was just a ridiculous rebellion.

Trembling, he took out a string of beads from his body and threw them on the brick floor.

Immediately, the city gate wall was covered by thick black mist, and the mist invaded the lungs with scorching breath like hot sulfuric acid, burning the body internally on a raging fire.

"You all deserve to die, hahaha, never thought, haha, even if you die, I will drag you to be buried with me!" Yang Rui raised her head in the black mist and laughed, the laughter continued, blood spurted from her throat, Blood spattered at Xiyan Pass.

When he smelled the black mist, Chen Huanluo realized something was wrong. He was hugged tightly in his arms, but he stubbornly stretched out his hands to cover the mouth and nose of the man who was holding him.

Don't get hurt.

Shao Yan, you are Shao Yan, right?

The familiar roar was mixed with pain and madness.

From the poisonous mist, he saw King Yu's disastrous black and blue face, and the silvery sword piercing through his body became extremely blurred in the mist.

The ignited wolf smoke at Xiyan Pass slowly drifted away, thousands of troops and horses roared under the city, and the sad and mournful voice of Sanxian seemed to sound from far away in the desert.

Mother said, Luo Er, don't listen, don't think, don't come back.

The elder brother said, let's go, don't be obsessed.

In the end, the man roared with anxiety.

His throat felt as if it had been filled with slurry fire, which made him miserable.

In a coma, his body seemed to be uncomfortable everywhere, his lungs were struggling to breathe, and his throat was burning like fire, making him unable to relieve the pain like swallowing a mouthful of clear water.

The soft lips pressed against him, pushed his lips away and pushed the cool and bitter medicine into his throat, but he struggled violently to spit it out the next moment.

The throat eroded by the poisonous smoke could hardly swallow anything, and even clear water could bring about a painful and dazed struggle.

Shao Yan caressed his forehead again and again, kissed the side of his face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Swallow it, honey, this is medicine. I know it hurts you, honey, please swallow a little bit."

The unconscious person seemed to hear the voice, and the brows that were frowning due to pain slowly relaxed.

"Prime Minister."

Someone outside the camp reported.

Wei Xiao said in a low voice, "Some of the rebels fled into the depths of Beimo, and my subordinates led people to chase after them. The prime minister can rest assured to recuperate here, leaving [-] soldiers stationed in the camp to guard."

Shao Yan hugged Chen Huanluo, wrapped the person in his arms with a quilt, looked down at his pale cheeks, and stroked his eyebrows and eyes with his fingers.

Shao Yan said, "There are more than 1000 people left in the camp, let's send [-] people to collect the corpses. Most of them are ordinary people who were captured by King Yu. They also went south to the nearest town to recruit local doctors to disinfect and clean Xiyan City. , to prevent the outbreak of the plague, and arrange accommodation for the people in Xiyanguan. The camp does not need so many people, General Wei Xiao, take more soldiers and go deep into the northern desert. The drought is severe, bring more food and grass, go early and return early.”

There was a muffled sound from outside the tent, it was Wei Xiao who knelt down and bowed deeply inside the tent, "The Prime Minister is very thoughtful, Wei Xiao is far behind."

Shao Yan lowered his head and kissed the brows and eyes of the man in his arms, and said in a low voice, "General Wei, you don't need to be modest, the general will experience something after this battle is over."

Shao Yan turned to sigh shallowly, "Wei Xiao, I hope you can lead an army of [-] to protect Kunqian. Shao Yan...is old and can't stand these bloody storms anymore."

Wei Xiao lowered his head and solemnly kowtowed three times.

First, thank the prime minister for his kindness, second, thank the prime minister for protecting the prosperous age of Kunqian, and third, thank the prime minister for treating each other with courtesy, which is unforgettable.

The crime of disturbing the prosperity of the world has its own decree, no one can escape life, death and withering.

Chen Huan brought in the medicine bowl, glanced at the unconscious man, and said to the haggard Shao Yan, "Brother Shao, eat something, Luo Luo will be fine."

Shao Yan's eyes were filled with pity, and his heroic brows and eyes showed pain and sorrow, "I know he will be fine, but I feel sorry for him and the pain is unbearable."

Chen Huan felt the pulse for Chen Huanluo, and then pulled Shaoyan to cut the pulse, "The medicine Gu has entered into the heart vein, this thing can make both of you live and die together, this is considered a blessing."

Shao Yan smiled wryly and shook his head, "But I can't share the pain for him." Shao Yan put his palm on Chen Huanluo's slightly protruding abdomen, and said in a hoarse voice, "I always let him fall into this kind of situation, and I can't even take care of the baby. .”

"This is his fate. Now that the traitor is gone, it's a blessing that Luo Luo and the child are safe." If it wasn't for Mao Tuan's cleverness in finding the medicine Gu Bu Li Chong, perhaps the child in his womb would have been lost.

No one can bear the heart to involve an unborn child in the raging flames of war and stained with dead bones and blood. Unexpectedly, Luo Luo was conceived in the rebellion of the two kings, and so was the child in his womb.Chen Huan couldn't help sighing, there really is a cause and effect in the world.

The hairball turned into a ball, jumped a few times hard, and was finally picked up by Shao Yan and put on the bed.

Mao Tuan wanted to turn his head to express his gratitude, but when he saw it was Shao Yan, he immediately widened his small eyes and stuck out his pink tongue in disgust, slipped into the bed along the small opening of the quilt, and squeezed his little head into Chen Huanluo's palm under.

Sleep with Ma Ma.