my lord baby

"Master, what's wrong with him?" Qing'er and Xiaodouzi looked anxiously at Ping Yu who was hugging Murong Yuchen and asked.

Ping Yu shook his head and said nothing, but looked at the bottle in his hand thoughtfully.

"Both of you keep an eye on him, as long as I say leave for a while, you follow closely, remember... don't let the **** touch the water."

Seeing that Ping Yu's complexion was not good, the two felt even more disturbed and uneasy. Xiaodouzi took Murong Yuchen over, nodded and exchanged glances with Qing'er.

The frightened people kept backing away, not paying attention to Ping Yu's actions at the moment.

I saw Ping Yu took out a small black ball from his bosom, it was the only thing he carried with him in the secret path, he didn't want to bring it at first, but Xueyue insisted on bringing one.

It seemed to recall the worried expression Xueyue forced on her at that time.

I thought your smile was beautiful, but now that I think about it, even your worried look is quite cute, Yue, can we see you again?

Trembling in his heart, he let out a big breath and used his fingers to dig a deep groove on the small black ball, pouring all the bone powder that he snatched from Murong Yuchen just now into the small groove.

With a sound of "tearing", Ping Yu tore off a corner of his clothes, wrapped up the whole little black ball, and used his internal force to throw it vigorously into the dense forest in front of him.

With a sound of "bang", the white powder came out along with the thick black smoke, and the white powder sprayed out and splashed on the surrounding big trees. After hearing a few bangs, countless big trees fell to the surroundings in an instant, and stood still. Seeing this situation, the surrounding crowd hurriedly dodged everywhere.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Ping Yu immediately gave a loud shout.

"go!"

After speaking, he drew out his long sword and walked forward as if to open the way.

Seeing a few people wanting to take advantage of the chaos and flee, the black-clothed men who reacted rushed towards them regardless of life or death. Although there were not many of them, they were all full of murderous and fighting intent.

Ping Yu frowned. These people probably have been trained for a long time. If they are not killers, then they are hidden Ouchi guards in the palace, because there is a pattern on the hilt of the accessories in their hands. Although it is very small, Ping Yu has been hidden for a long time. In the dark, my eyesight is very good, so I can see that the pattern is a hole shape.

There are countless materials in Zuimilou, and this pattern is also there. It is usually used by people in the dark department of the palace, but I can't remember what it means and which country it is from.

During meditation, he has already fought with someone close to him.

Sure enough, the moves are all killer moves, which do not allow people to breathe or leave any room. Moreover, if this movement method is not used to seeing blood all year round, it will not have such a strong evil spirit at all.

He tried to make a way out with fast and sharp swordsmanship, but Ping Yu and Qing'er had a few deep scratches on their bodies. They ran all the way, and their blood dripped all the way.

But when they looked forward, their footsteps froze, and their hearts immediately turned cold.

There is no way, and if you go further, you will be a deep white cliff.

"No, you can't, you can't let the master have something to do!" Xiaodouzi's eyes were full of violence, and he hugged the fainted Murong Yuchen tightly.

Ping Yu glanced ahead, determination flashed in his eyes.

Without saying a word, he held his sword to stop the person who was going forward.

Qing'er bit her lip, held back her increasingly cold body, clenched the short sword in her hand and went head-on.

Anyway, if he dies, if he can delay the time for them to come, the master will be saved.

While the two were fighting hard, dozens of men in black rushed out of their obstruction and stopped a foot away from Xiaodouzi.

There is a cliff ahead, they dare not push too fast.

"Hand over the young master and give you a whole body."

The gloomy voice made Xiaodouzi feel cold.

The footsteps also took two steps back.

"Don't retreat anymore. There is no way behind you. We don't mind if you want the young master to die. At most, it's just a funeral, but the young master is only 16 years old. If you really care about him, you will hand him over to him." We, we will never hurt him."

"So you know my master's age so well, tell me, who sent you here?" Xiaodouzi glanced at Ping Yu and Qing'er who were constantly injured and bleeding in front of him, and the hand holding Murong Yuchen tightened accordingly.

They can't last long, what should they do, if they pay, the master may survive, if they don't pay, there is only the next way.

Seeing Xiaodouzi's hesitant eyes, the man in black immediately said: "My lord has been in love with you for a long time, and I can definitely guarantee your safety. As for who my lord is, you can't know." He took two steps forward He stretched out his hand, "Hand over the little prince!"

Have you wanted it for a long time?To expend so much manpower just for the sake of the master, heh, who are you, King Li?snort!Others can, but you absolutely can't. If you get the master, the master will feel worse than death.

"Ah..." Qing'er let out a miserable cry, and then fell heavily on the ground, the snow was stained red with bright red blood, while she looked coquettish and beautiful, she was also slightly sad.

Ping Yu glanced at the sword on Qing'er's abdomen, worried at first, and then breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw the people around the cliff slowly approaching Xiaodouzi, he immediately swung his sword towards Xiaodouzi. Dou Zi walked away, but unfortunately, he was stabbed by a sword before he took a few steps, and his body instinctively dodged, but he couldn't dodge the second sword that came, so his right chest was pierced by the sword.

A grunt!Then he fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

As if woken up, Murong Yuchen slightly opened his eyes, and took a weak look at the man in black in front of him, without any fear, he just hurriedly asked Xiaodouzi.

"Whose voice was that just now? Is it from Sister Qing'er? It seems to be from Brother Ping... Where are they?" I searched everywhere, but there was nothing but Xiaodouzi.

"Master..." Xiaodouzi called out sadly and did not continue.

do you died?Xiaodouzi's non-answer is the best answer.

Regardless of Xiaodouzi's obstruction, he stood on the snow and looked coldly at the men in black in front of him.

"So it's from King Li, heh, no wonder he's so cruel and merciless." Looking at the cliff behind him, the corners of Murong Yuchen's mouth twitched slightly.

"Go back and tell that person, even if I, Murong Yuchen, die, I will never let him touch me again, not even a single glance." After finishing speaking, he wanted to back away.

Xiaodouzi also followed closely, not lagging behind.

Unexpectedly, Murong Yuchen would be so smart to know that they were from King Li. Shocked in his heart, the man in black anxiously stepped forward and said, "Wait, young master commits suicide like this. If someone who loves you finds out, I wonder What kind of mood is it, I advise you to think twice, if you take another step forward, it will be irreversible, so let's do it! We can promise you a request, young master, as long as you stand there and don't move around. "

Do you love me?Li, Lie... If I really die, you... and mother, father, and brother.

She closed her eyes, not daring to think about it, her hands were clenched tightly, and her whole body was shivering because of the ice and snow around her.

When he opened his eyes, he was calm as usual: "Make way for my people to leave."

"No, master, since I can't protect you well, life is meaningless, I won't go!" Xiaodouzi knelt on the ground, holding the white robe under the black clothes with both hands, holding them tightly.

"Okay." The man in black said and parted to both sides.

When Murong Yuchen saw it, he smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to stroke Xiaodouzi's hair: "I still remember the first time we met when we were about three years old, what did you say?"

When Xiaodouzi heard this, his pupils dilated, but when he saw Murong Yuchen's extremely gentle smile, he immediately said calmly, "I remember."

"Then do you remember what I said?"

"Remember everything." Seeing that the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more gentle, Xiaodouzi felt a sharp pain in his heart.

"But I forgot, can you tell me again?" He whispered in pleading words.

She nodded and said with tears in her eyes, "You said that I will be your elder brother from now on, and I will never leave you forever, buy you snacks when you are hungry... add clothes to you when you are cold, and coax you to take care of you when you are sick. If someone is bullied, I will help you to bully him back, if you are locked in a small dark room, I will accompany you and tell you stories, in short, my participation will be indispensable in your life."

Two lines of tears rolled down, making Murong Yuchen's eyes turn red.

"Then how did you answer?" You asked with a slight sob.

"I said, I will take care of you for the rest of my life, as long as you need me for a day, I will live for a day..." Those firm eyes see extraordinary firmness.

She smiled childishly: "But I don't need you now, you can go."

"No, don't go!"

"As the pavilion master, I order you to go!" He hid his smile and looked coldly at Xiaodouzi who was kneeling on the ground.

"Master..." Xiaodouzi had never seen such cold eyes from Murong Yuchen.

"Yes... Snow Ghost obeys." With infinitely bitter words, he slowly walked out of the crowd with his staggering body.

Seeing the back that had accompanied her for more than ten years recede farther and farther away, the pursed lips slightly raised.

I'm sorry, Xiaodouzi, you have to live, you have to live, please help me take good care of Lie and Li, please?

He glanced around and saw that everyone kept coming towards him, and his smile became more and more happy.

"It's just a pity, I haven't eaten the dim sum made by Li for a long time, I miss it so much!" He took two steps back inadvertently.

"Be careful, young master, don't move any more. There is no way behind you. I have already agreed to your request. Please fulfill your promise, young master." The man's forehead was covered with sweat, he walked forward slowly, and stretched out his hand to grab Murong. Yuchen was held back.

Glancing at the crowd boredly, the blood-stained shoes took another half step back.

"Hey! I'm sorry everyone, who am I, you go to Yunguo Palace to inquire, and you will know how much credibility I have."

As soon as these words came out, the people who couldn't hold back panicked, and were about to step forward, determined to arrest him, when Murong Yuchen smiled at everyone and jumped back.

Jumping again, the last time I danced with Li, but I was so lucky that I didn't die, but this time, my good luck should have run out!So high, there is no way to survive.

Suddenly, two evil and cold faces appeared in my mind.

There is warmth and pain in my heart, I really want to hug you two again, there are so many things I haven't said yet!

Li, Lie, I have no regrets to have you in this life, but I just don't want to give up, let's go to the next life!There will be an afterlife... I hope to meet you again, and I hope you will not be hurt again, because I will feel bad.

Goodbye……

Two crystal clear teardrops fell quietly, with a little sadness and reluctance. The cold wind blew by, and the black hair slowly floated up, and the snow-colored skirt covered under the black clothes also flew with the wind. Zhang's pale lips were slightly raised at this moment.

With a hint of bitterness and a hint of satisfaction.

When all the men in black saw the jumping figure, their first reaction was to step forward to hold it back, but before they even took half a step forward, they felt a trembling sword energy passing by their necks.

Then the black shadow flashed and jumped off the cliff.Then I only heard the sound of countless falling to the ground behind me.

Turning his head to look, he saw countless men in black holding scimitars, and they knocked down the hundreds of people standing around them one by one without expression. It was only an instant effort.

Just about to cry out in surprise, I felt a pain in my throat, then stared, and fell to the ground losing my breath.

And a perfectly slender scratch was left on the throat.

Among the men in black, a man in blue hurried out, put away his fan, ran to the edge of the cliff, knelt on the ground and looked down.

Then, the hands that were placed on the snow immediately clenched into fists.

Then a miserable howl was heard.

"Chen'er..."