Gao Yang closed his eyes, calmed down, and said, "Check their clothes to see if there are any representative things."

After Gao Yang closed his eyes for only a few seconds, An Ran thought a lot, thought about killing several times, and finally gave up. He saw clearly when Gao Yang was fighting with the imperial guards. Although he was seriously injured now, if he did not win The certainty must not make him suspicious.

An Ran squatted on the ground and checked the armor of those iron men, a token fell from the chest of an iron man, both An Ran and Gao Yang could see it clearly, on it was written "Forbidden" in cinnabar red.

The Eastern Emperor favors black and red. The tokens used by the king are all written by Zhenghei, and the next red is for the crown prince. These people are the imperial prince's imperial army!

An Ran carefully observed Gao Yang's complexion. He just glanced at the token without any reaction. The sun in the west was almost setting, and the cloudy sky for a long time corresponded to his blood-stained complexion. He couldn't tell whether it was blood or glow, and his slightly drooping eyelashes flickered. Looking at the brilliance, he half knelt on the edge of the cliff motionless.

"Are you okay?" An Ran stepped forward cautiously.

Gao Yang shook his head, the hand holding the sword wobbled, An Ran went to help him, but he staggered and fell down again, his knee hit the ground with a thud, it hurt even thinking about it.

"What should I do?" An Ran asked.

"There is a layer in the clothes on my waist and abdomen, and there are gold sore medicines in it." Gao Yang said.

An Ran didn't expect that on the day of his marriage, he would still be carrying the medicine with him. He reached out to feel for it, and sure enough, he found a lot of pills, but he didn't know which one. He took out all of them and put them on the ground.

"The second one on your right is." Gao Yang said.

An Ran picked up the medicine bottle and tore Gao Yang's clothes apart. There was a deep bone wound on his shoulder. An Ran sprinkled some medicine powder. Gao Yang clenched his teeth and let out a muffled sound. A dull voice: "It's okay, you go."

An Ran continued to apply medicine to him, and the clothes were torn apart again, An Ran stopped, Gao Yang's entire upper body was covered with scars.

Some were just fighting wounds that were bleeding continuously, some were old and left raised dark brown scars, knife wounds, sword wounds, scalds, whip marks... all kinds of scars were shocking.

An Ran stared blankly at these scars: "How did you get hurt?"

Gao Yang's eyes flickered for a moment, and then his eyes dimmed. He looked down at the scars, as if he was caught in some bad memories.

"When I was young." Gao Yang said suddenly, "I was not a prince at that time, and I was living among the people since I was a child."

An Ran took the medicine silently, and he took some of the fruit knife hidden in his sleeve.

"At that time, I had no food, so I could only steal. If I stole, I would be beaten. If I was beaten, I would continue to steal. One time, I was beaten so hard that I fell into a coma for three days. When I woke up, I thought it was heaven, but it turned out to be an artist." Fang, stayed in there for three years, escaped, and encountered a war between the Eastern Emperor and Xiliang, was imprisoned as a spy for three days and three nights, and was thrown into a mass grave. I went to see...the father." He looked straight into the distance, his eyes were distant and blurred.

Where is Yiwaifang?Rich people are tired of playing with women, and the place where they keep their faces. Since ancient times, beatings and scolding have been common in this kind of place. It is an invisible thorn to let people play without dignity, and a cold and arrogant person like Gao Yang, I actually stayed here for three years...

Then they were regarded as spies. Spies are a serious problem for all countries. Which generation of spies in history will end well?If it was not confirmed that Gao Yang was dead, how could he be thrown into the mass grave?

An Ran heard from the system: King Wen Lirui suffered a lot during his lifetime.

At that time, he just glanced at it and didn't pay attention to it. Now, after listening to Gao Yangdao, he realizes that a few words in the introduction of time and space are already a person's life. the man's chest.

Gao Yang looked down at the fruit knife in front of his chest in disbelief, and wanted to say something, but suddenly chaotic memories flooded him, and he could only murmur blankly: "Rhubarb..."

"What did you say?" An Ran was shocked.

However, blood gushed out from the corner of Gao Yang's mouth, An Ran didn't get a response for a long time, stepped forward and grabbed his collar and said, "What did you say? What did you say? Say it again!..."

Gao Yang's gaze began to spread, the blood at the corner of his mouth had covered most of his beautiful face, An Ran felt unprecedentedly confused, the blood in front of him made him a little scared, he let go and said: "If you are a little Taoist priest, you Just nod."

Under An Ran's concentrated gaze, Gao Yang nodded lightly, An Ran took a step back in disbelief, how could this happen?What is the connection between Gao Yang and the little Taoist priest?Will it be related to the space-time trajectory?

Gao Yang's body suddenly fell down, An Ran didn't expect it, and rushed forward to grab it, but only grabbed the corner of Gao Yang's clothes.

At dusk, a red dress danced like a butterfly flower among the cliffs. An Ran lay on the edge of the cliff, staring blankly at the redness getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared into the bottomless darkness. He clenched his fists vigorously. , with deep eyes, stood up and walked towards the palace.

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