Life Continuation Manual [Quick Transmigration]

8.

Chu Mufeng's heart tightened when he saw the familiar face led by a man in black to the side of the black-clothed leader.

"Hua Yang, right? It really looks like it."

The leader in black looked at Shen Duo with a smile, but Shen Duo just frowned and said nothing quietly.

"I remember you, three years ago." The black-clothed leader touched his chin, smashed his mouth, as if recalling, "It was you, who rushed under my sword like a fool, and scared me Jump."

"The emperor of Great Chu is your man?"

"No wonder you want to fight me hard."

"But I don't blame you back then. Why did your man insist on being friends with that guy standing over there, and my Patriarch misunderstood him? At that time, my Patriarch ordered him to die, tsk tsk."

"Back then, I stabbed you three times in exchange for half your man's life."

"...We owe nothing to each other." Shen Duo said softly.

"Yes, yes! We don't owe each other! Haha!"

The black-clothed leader laughed and untied the acupoints of Shen Duo and Hua Qing'an beside him, and joked: "I have to say, the one next to you is no worse than that emperor, brother, brother, tell you, don't be in a tree with a crooked neck." hanging from a tree."

"you shut up!"

Chu Mufeng was less than ten steps away from them, listening to their conversation, his face turned red and white at first, then turned red again, turned red and then purple, and finally became extremely livid!

"Yang'er, come quickly!" Chu Mufeng said loudly.

Shen Duo looked back at Hua Qing'an, nodded at him, and walked towards the emperor.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Murong Jue found it extremely dazzling. When, exactly when, did he fall to such a state!

Lan Jiu suddenly died suddenly, Chu Mufeng also changed his mind suddenly, and that person actually found him at this time!

He... who else does he have, who else can he rely on? !

Song... Song Changhao!

While in a daze, Murong Jue suddenly saw those worried eyes beside him!

"Chang Hao..." Murong Jue lightly touched his lips, as if weeping.

In an instant, Song Changhao, who had been quietly worrying about Murong Jue from the beginning to the end, was shocked in his heart, and his eyes met those teary eyes.

"Help me...help me, Chang Hao."

Those eyes can speak, conveying such a message.

"I only have you."

"Ah Jue..."

Song Changhao murmured, and then with clear eyes, he looked at Hua Yang, who was about to pass by him, and his heart flashed ferociously.

It's all him!If he hadn't seduced His Majesty and made His Majesty treat A Jue so heartlessly, then how could A Jue be treated like a commodity?

So deal out!

damn...

Damn him!

"Hmm!" Shen Duo opened his eyes wide in disbelief, looking at the blade of the sword through his chest and abdomen, his whole body seemed to be frozen, stiff and cold.

"Hua Yang!"

"Yang'er!"

Slowly, Shen Duo fell into a warm embrace, with a faint aroma of herbs, which made him want to fall asleep for a moment,

"Hua Yang, Hua Yang, don't sleep!" Hua Qing'an gently embraced her in her arms, with an anxious look on her face that she had never felt before.

"Hua, Hua Qing'an."

Hua Yang opened his eyes vigorously, looked at the panicked man in front of him, wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

"Yanger, Yanger!"

Seeing this scene that made people's eyes tear open, Chu Mufeng rushed forward, looked at Song Changhao's ferocious and distorted face, was furious, grabbed the guard's sword, and stabbed fiercely into it. Song Changhao's heart, which had not yet been fortified.

"His Majesty……"

Song Changhao stared at the long sword piercing in blankly. He never expected that he would die at the hands of his loyal master all his life.

The sword in his hand gradually slipped, and the trajectory of the original backhand counterattack stabbed to the waist to the side...

Chu Mufeng felt the slight pain in his waist, and without looking at Song Changhao, he covered his waist and stared blankly at Hua Yang who was lying in Hua Qing'an's arms...

"My, Ah, Ah Jue..."

Here, blood came out of Song Changhao's mouth. He slowly looked in Murong Jue's direction, only to find that Murong Jue's eyes were not filled with tears as imagined, but——

fear.

Murong Jue was afraid of him.

Realizing this, Song Changhao fell to the ground with a "bang", his whole body twitched, and he kept muttering: "A Jue, A Jue, A Jue..."

With the remaining breath, he slowly propped himself up, propped his elbows on the ground, and moved forward...

Until, a line of blood was drawn from behind him.

Murongjue watched this scene, and when Song Changhao was about to approach him, he took a step back.

"drink!"

The surrounding guards all reacted at this time, stepped forward and surrounded Song Changhao one after another, and a group of people pointed their swords straight at him.

"Ah Jue..." He didn't have the strength to look up at him anymore, he tried to reach forward with his hand, trying to touch the corner of the man's clothes.

Blood kept gushing from his mouth, but he still said: "A Jue...you, you don't like him...I will avenge you...revenge..."

"... yes."

His hands stopped shaking, and suddenly there was a large amount of blood under his body.

Song Changhao is dead.

"Ah—" Murong Jue suddenly yelled, his eyes showing horror, "No...you hate Hua Yang yourself, you killed him! It's nothing to me! It's nothing to do!"

The black-clothed leader watched the scene coldly, and finally waved his hand: "The emperor of Dachu has no time to talk to us now, take someone with us, and let's go!"

"Gag his mouth, it's ugly! Forget it - just feed him 'Cross Bone Powder', this hall master looks at this man disgusting, anyway, the master said, just let him breathe!"

"No, don't! Mu Feng! Your Majesty! Help me!" Murong Jue pushed away the people around him and ran towards Chu Mufeng.

"Grab him!" the black-clothed leader snapped.

"Mu Feng! Chu Mufeng! - Mmmmmmmmmm!"

A man in black pressed him to the ground hard, and then stuffed a pill into his mouth.

Can't eat it, can't eat it!

Murong Jue clenched his throat, the pill got stuck in his throat.

Not knowing where the strength came from, he broke free from the shackles of the man in black, crawled and ran, and finally came to Chu Mufeng.

"Go away!"

Holding the sword, Chu Mufeng swung him back with one hand, looking like a bloody Shura, looking at him coldly.

Murong Jue had a hunch that if he didn't walk away, he would be the next to be pierced by the sword!

"You should also be more honest."

At some point, the black-clothed leader came behind Murong Jue, a little behind his neck, and the pill went down his throat and entered his stomach.

"Cough, cough, cough——" Murong Jue was horrified, and just about to say "no", his whole body began to hurt like needles...

"go!"

Picking up the person casually, the leader in black jumped over the wall with a single nod.

The men in black came and went quickly, without the emperor's obstruction, the guards pretended not to see these people coming and took one away.

"Hua Yang... Don't sleep."

Hua Qing'an looked at the eyes of the person in her arms that had begun to slacken, felt the weaker and weaker pulse at her hand, and her eyes felt sour.

"Aren't you a doctor! Save him quickly, hurry up!"

Chu Mufeng had already dropped his sword at this time, leaning against Hua Yang with a flustered expression, wanting to touch him but not daring to reach out.

He is so vulnerable.

"It's useless." Hua Qing'an closed her eyes and had to tell the cruel fact, "The vitality of his heart has been cut off, he..."

"I can't save him."

Hua Qing'an felt that this was the moment when she was most powerless, seeing Hua Yang being stabbed, watching Hua Yang live and die.

"How could this happen!" Chu Mufeng shouted.

"En..." Hua Yang's soul that was about to collapse was shocked by this loud shout, and he raised his eyes carefully to identify the outline of the person in front of him, and murmured in a daze:

"His Majesty……"

"It's me! I'm here!" Chu Mufeng said excitedly, reaching out to hold Hua Yang's right hand tightly.

"Your Majesty..." Hua Yang opened his eyes, but there was a hole in his pupils. Gradually, a tear flowed from his eyes.

Tears left from the side of his face and dripped onto Chu Mufeng's robe, but disappeared.

"..." Looking at this scene, Hua Qing'an couldn't help but pull him even harder.

"Cough cough cough..."

A heavy cough, with traces of blood.

"Your Majesty," Hua Yang regained some energy and his eyes brightened, "You're fine...that's great."

"...That time, when they stabbed you, I was thinking... Ahem, if you die, I will accompany you."

"I...cough cough, am I stupid..."

"...But there is no way, I like you, I just like you."

"so--"

Suddenly, Hua Yang spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face suddenly turned gray.

"Stop it...Yang'er, stop it..."

Trembling, Chu Mufeng wiped the blood at the corner of Hua Yang's mouth with his cuff, but even though the cuff turned blood red, the blood at the corner of Hua Yang's mouth still didn't stop...

"I want to say it, if I don't say it... If I don't say it, I will have no chance..." Hua Yang shook his head weakly, his eyes became hollow again, "Mu Feng, tell me you like me, okay... I beg you..."

"No, no, Hua Yang, don't do this..." Don't beg me.

Chu Mufeng's heart stopped beating for a beat, and he felt as if he had lost something.

In Hua Yang's eyes, there was already a cold and dead silence.

"Until I die...you won't lie to me..." His voice gradually sank, "Can't you lie to me like you did before...it's so hard to say you like me..."

"No, no!"

I like you, I like you!

For some reason, Chu Mufeng was suddenly speechless——

Because there was only one sound in his ear——

"I hate you."

Like a fixed line, Chu Mufeng fell silent.

And Hua Qing'an, until he felt the body in his arms gradually lose its temperature...

A whisper:

"Hua Yang?"

No response, no more in this life.

The author has something to say: The scumbag author is very anxious about this IQ

The first story is over so calmly, and then there is a little ending with our protagonist in real life~

If you still love the author after seeing this ending, the writer must be very touched

Thank you for your appreciation~