Power over the world [rebirth]

In the dark night, with heavy rain, Murong Heng was drenched. Standing in the rain curtain, his heart was colder than the coldness of his body. Seeing the blood on Shen Ci's neck being washed away by the rain, he wished he could rush over to snatch it immediately. With the dagger, Wang Er was killed, and Shen Ci was rescued.

However, he couldn't do this. He could see that Wang Er was determined to win. If he hadn't seen him beheading his own head, he might not let Shen Ci go easily. Thinking of this, Murong Heng pulled out The sword at his waist lay across his neck.

"My lord, don't do it!" roared Fan Hu who was beside him. He stared at the tiger's eyes and clenched his fists tightly. Rainwater flowed down from the top of his wet hair, blurring his vision.

"Don't talk." Murong Heng glanced at him, then turned his head to look at Wang Er who was holding the dagger, and said in a concentrated voice: "If I cut off my own head, you will keep your word and let him go."

"Naturally." Wang Eryang raised his head. Even though he said that, he didn't think so in his heart. He had already planned that after Murong Heng committed suicide, he would use Shen Ci as a threat, and then retreat Shen Ci. Silent, return to Beijing to claim credit.

Once Murong Heng died, the Tieji army had no leader, and naturally became a mess, so the emperor could send troops to kill them, and when all these people were arrested, he, Wang Er, would be a hero!Leave a name through the ages!

Standing in front of Wang Er, Shen Ci couldn't see anything, he could only feel what was happening around him by hearing, and when he heard the sound of the sword being unsheathed, his heart jumped, and he subconsciously said: "Murong , don't!" He is a prince, how could he die for him.

"Don't talk!" Seeing him yelling, Wang Er was afraid that Murong Heng would go back on his word and refuse to commit suicide, so he quickly retracted the knife, but he didn't expect the knife to cut in again and again, injuring the veins in his throat all of a sudden. The blood flowed out continuously, and the heavy rain couldn't wash it away.

"Don't hurt him!" Seeing this, Murong Heng's eyes overflowed with distress. He looked at Wang Er's sinister face, and met someone's gaze in the dark. Then, he swung his sword and cut off his neck. !

Wang Er stared closely at Murong Heng's movements, and let go of his hands happily. His whole body seemed to be frozen, and he looked at the opposite person without blinking. He could imagine the blood splattering next, but——

"Ah!" At some point, a feathered arrow flew from the darkness and pierced straight into the back of his heart. His eyes widened, and he fell forward with all his strength, keeping his eyes on Murong Heng, with shock in his eyes. .

Seeing that the scheme had succeeded, Murong Heng dropped the sword in his hand and rushed over, pulled Shen Ci over, ignored everyone's eyes and hugged him in front of him, hugged his waist with one hand, pressed the wound on his neck with the other, turned his head and shouted Said: "Tell the military doctor!"

"Ah, yes!" Fan Hu and the others were also dumbfounded. After a while, they came back to their senses. One of them went to invite the military doctor to the commander's tent, while the rest went to deal with that damned Wang Er.

Murong Heng picked up Shen Ci and rushed towards the tent, he didn't have time to pay attention to this Wang Er, when he arrived in the tent, the military doctor just arrived, he put the man in his arms on the bed, let him lean on his chest, He said anxiously, "Quickly take a look for him."

The military doctor had more or less heard about the two of them in the army, and understood the importance of Shen Ci to Murong Heng, so he did not dare to neglect, and asked Murong Heng to remove his hand to carefully examine the wound on Shen Ci's neck.

After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, and while treating the wound, he said in a low voice: "My lord, don't worry, Mr. Shen's injury is not serious, but his throat is injured. I'm afraid it will take a while before he can speak loudly, otherwise it will definitely affect his future vocalizations." .”

Hearing what he said, the big stone in Murong Heng's heart was finally let go. He held the palm of the man in his arms, and the wet bodies of the two were pressed together, especially him, whose armor had not yet been taken off, until the military doctor took care of it After getting a wound, he slowly got up to get clean clothes, changed both himself and Shen Ci, and finally sat by the bed, staring at Shen Ci who had fallen asleep at some point.

"It's a good thing you're fine..." Murong Heng held Shen Ci's hand and pressed it to his face, the cool and warm touch made him fondle admiringly, he couldn't take his eyes off Shen Ci's drowsy appearance for a moment, and his voice was hoarse.

Just now he deliberately committed suicide, but it was just a tactic to delay the attack, because he found that one of his guards was hiding in the distance, and raised the bow and arrow in his hand. It was because of this confidence that he gave it a go. Save Shen Ci.

Helping the person on the bed to tighten the quilt, Murong Heng couldn't help but leaned down and kissed Shen Ci's dry lips lightly, and he stayed with him for a while before getting up to deal with the sloppy Wang Er.

In the dungeon in the camp, the dim candlelight flickered on and off, giving people a gloomy feeling, and the cool wind blowing past the ears made people shudder. Murong Heng strode across the long corridor and came to In the innermost part, Wang Er was tied to a wooden frame, the arrow behind him had not been taken out, and his face was extremely pale, like a ghost.

"This king will not pursue why you betrayed this king." After a long silence, Murong Heng said in a deep voice, he would only use the cruelest way to make him suffer so much to die. The person he loves the most.

"Heh, if you want to kill or cut, it's up to you." Wang Er sneered a few times with disdain, his distorted facial features looked a little scary in the dim candlelight.

"You are a man, it's a pity, you have no vision, Murong Yu is such a wimp, why should you work so hard for him?" Murong Heng was not angry when he saw that he looked like he wanted to kill him. Consume slowly.

Wang Er didn't speak when he heard the words.

"Forget it, I really don't want to know." After Murong Heng finished speaking, he shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and then his expression turned grim. He reached out and took a dagger, walked up to Wang Er, and stabbed it with his backhand. Between the shoulder bones, Wang Er screamed in pain, with cold sweat dripping down his face, Murong Heng pulled out the dagger again, threw it aside, and said coldly: "Wang Er, it's because you hurt him, he can only die, no live."

As soon as the words fell, soldiers came up behind them, holding various instruments of torture in their hands. Murong Heng walked to the side and sat down, drinking a cup of tea as if nothing had happened. The voice was obviously suffering, but he didn't look sideways, and he didn't mean to stop the soldiers at all.

A Ci who dared to hurt him would have to pay the price!

After a cup of tea, all kinds of instruments of torture were tried on Wang Er. The soldiers who used the torture were very measured, which made Wang Er feel so painful that he would not end his life directly. A ball of rags was stuffed into his mouth, just to prevent Wang Er from biting his tongue and committing suicide when he was in extreme pain.

Murong Heng just finished drinking a cup of tea, he got up and walked unhurriedly to Wang Er, met his extremely weak eyes, suddenly sneered, swished a few times, and cut off all the tendons in his arms and legs , deliberately took a blunt knife, touched Wang Er's wrist, and said casually: "These two hands touched him just now, didn't they?"

Listening to his words, Wang Er suddenly felt a cold feeling in his heart. He suddenly felt that he was extremely stupid. How could he think that Prince Heng is a useless idiot?This is clearly a bloodthirsty wolf!But before he could think any more, a sudden sharp pain hit his wrist, and he saw Murong Heng cut off his two palms with that blunt knife!

"Ah!" Wailing up to the sky, Wang Er struggled violently. His violent movements made the wooden frame behind him shake. Heng Jian looked at his own two legs, thinking that he was going to make himself a human pig, Wang Er trembled all over, and couldn't help begging for mercy: "My lord, spare your life! Please spare my life, I will never dare again! "

Hearing his begging for mercy, Murong Heng raised his eyebrows to look at him, swung his hand forcefully, cut off something under him, and then cut his throat forcefully amidst Wang Er's wailing, blood spurted out , Wang Er's voice suddenly rustled.

He made Shen Ci almost lose his voice, so Murong Heng also used this method to let him die. His throat was cut and blood spurted out. After a while, Wang Er's whole body softened, and he watched his body a little bit. Losing temperature, seeing more and more unclear in front of the eyes, and finally everything returned to silence.

After Wang Er was executed, Murong Heng went back to the commander's tent in a good mood. He always remembered what Ah Ci said to him, if a person is afraid of you, it's not to make him cowardly, but to be ruthless and ruthless. Starting from the weak point, destroying his will will surely break his strength!

Back in the tent, Murong Heng washed off the bloody smell from his body, and sat down on the side of the bed. Seeing that the face of the person on the bed was slightly flushed, Murong Heng stretched out his hand and found that he was really hot. He quickly asked the guards outside to call the military doctor After making a diagnosis, the military doctor went down to make medicine, while he sat on the edge of the bed, wrapped Shen Ci in his arms, and sweated for him.

Half an hour later, a thick bowl of concoction was brought in. Murong Heng hugged Shen Ci with one hand, held the medicine bowl with the other, and brought the medicine bowl to the lips of the man in his arms. Shen Ci was probably a little thirsty. He drank the medicine very obediently, although he frowned during the period, fortunately he didn't spit it out.

After drinking the medicine, Murong Heng asked the soldiers to bring two quilts to cover Shen Ci's body, wrapping him into a silkworm chrysalis. Two quarters of an hour later, fine sweat began to ooze from Shen Ci's body, and the heat gradually subsided. down.

Before he knew it was late at night, Murong Heng patiently helped Shen Ci wipe off the sweat from his body, changed into clean clothes, and fell asleep with his arms around him.

The next morning, Shen Ci woke up from his sleep. He felt a pair of strong arms embracing him. He couldn't help reaching out to stroke Murong Heng's handsome face. Thinking of what happened last night, he felt a sore heart. If it wasn't for him If you can't see it, it probably won't cause him such a big trouble.

Murong Heng woke up long before Shen Ci, seeing his expression gradually turning sad, he guessed what he was thinking in his heart, Murong Heng stretched out his hand to hold Shen Ci's hand tightly on his chest, and leaned closer to his ear At the side, he said softly in a very gentle voice: "A Ci, don't think too much, after I conquer this great country, I will try my best to heal your eyes."

"Really?" Shen Ci never thought that one day he would be able to recover his eyesight. He opened his eyes wide with surprise on his face.

"No joke." Murong Heng lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips, the breath of the two blended together, and their bodies were pressed together. Suddenly, the person in his arms came over cautiously and printed a light touch on his cheek. Kiss, Murong Heng was taken aback, and squeezed his lips violently, feeling happier than winning a battle.

After taking the throne, he will seek out famous doctors in the world to cure Shen Ci's eyes. If he can't be cured, he is willing to be his eyes for the rest of his life and point out the way for him in the future.

Shen Ci recovered from his illness, two days later Murong Heng continued to lead the army, and died in panic for three months, when early summer came, the Iron Halberd Army broke through Changzhou, only two cities away from the capital.

Standing on the city wall and looking down, Murong Heng hugged the people beside him tightly, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.