The shadow guard laughs at me with a broken sleeve

Silly, now that they have learned their lesson, they still hope that you two will give them a chance to repent and save their lives. "

Xue Lang still wanted to scold him, but he became dizzy for a while, and fell unconscious. When he woke up again, he returned to Ding Sheng's house. Yan Li was sitting by the bed. Seeing that he was awake, he asked softly: "What else is there?" Is there any discomfort?"

He tilted his head, pointed at the mud wall, and said it was okay.

Silence came from all directions, enveloping the two of them, squeezing the air so thin that it was hard to breathe.

Suddenly, Yan Li seemed to be pricked by a needle, and suddenly sat up from the edge of the bed, feeling cold from head to sole.

He said, "Oops."

Xue Lang turned his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The king of Chu... ran away."

"I..." Yan Li clenched his fists, his eyes were red, and his knee hit the ground heavily, "This subordinate should be damned, master wait a moment, this subordinate will bring him back immediately."

He opened the door hastily, and the two children dancing outside the door almost fell in. Being interrupted by this, Yan Li couldn't leave immediately, and Xue Lang also called him: "Stop."

Yan Li was startled, Xue Lang hadn't spoken to him in this tone for a long time.

Not only him, but the two people who fell into the room were terrified, they retreated slowly, and closed the door again.

He thought that Xue Lang kept him because he could tell the whole story about his private correspondence with Lou Fanguo, and he was ready to tell the whole story.

But Xue Lang just lay quietly, his eyes were still covered with the piece of white silk, as if he was going to ask a teacher for a crime.

Yan Li couldn't be happy, after all, he was worried that the King of Chu would escape, and he still said he would chase him.

"You are not allowed to go," Xue Lang said sternly, "You are not allowed to go anywhere."

Yan Li murmured: "But... your poison..."

Xue Lang said irritably, "Don't worry about it."

The door of this room is too thin, the quarrel inside can be heard clearly from outside, several people dare not show their anger, for fear that the gods will fight and mortals will suffer.

It was late at that time, many villagers were injured during the day, Ding Xiaoya only came back for a while, she planned to see Xue Lang's eyes before going out, she never expected to see him for a few hours, the situation between the two of them was like this, which made her Also worried.

After dinner, she had to go to see a doctor for others, and Amu followed suit step by step, so after dinner, there was only a mayor with a sad face left next to Ding Sheng.

Ding Sheng advised him: "Mayor, everyone is only slightly injured, so don't worry too much."

The mayor sighed frequently: "Hey - how do you know, hey - you don't understand, they... Forget it."

Ding Sheng lived in a corner, and never listened to other people's complaints, so he moved a chair by himself, sat at the door and watched the ravens in the setting sun.

The bright yellow light filled the front and back of the house, and as soon as Xue Langfu opened the door, he was bathed in it. Unfortunately, he himself didn't feel it, and with a sullen face from beginning to end, he closed the door and walked out.

Inside the door, Yan Li straightened his back, bowed his head and knelt, and what fell at his feet was a unicorn whip with red tassels, accompanying him in the eternal night.

However, this time, he must disobey Xue Lang's order. Instead of being locked up in the room honestly, he found a few trusted shadow guards and asked them to protect Xue Lang in the dark. He went to find the King of Chu by himself. .

As long as Xue Lang can survive, even if he is given the death penalty later, he will have no regrets.

Time is running out, less than ten days, if no antidote can be found...he hoped that the poison would not be as deadly as those people said.

Xue Lang was still angry for nothing, and on the verge of erupting if he said a word, the mayor stood up happily, but hesitated uncomfortably, and finally watched Xue Lang go away, and then followed him as if he had just woken up from a dream .

He asked earnestly, "Master, are you okay? Do you want to call Xiaoya back and show you?"

Xue Lang waved his hand and said like chasing away flies, "No, go away."

The mayor said reluctantly, "Are you really all right? You are here to..."

"One more thing, I'm here to kill you, get lost!"

The mayor was scared back, his expression was not good-looking.

Seeing him coming out, Ding Sheng made room for him.He has a terrible headache now, and he just wants to find a place where no one is around to rest, because he doesn't want to see Yan Li for the time being, so he ran out, wanting to go out of town.

When crossing the threshold, he almost fell, but fortunately Ding Sheng supported him.

Feeling his pulse unexpectedly, Ding Sheng froze for a while, his brows furrowed slightly, his eyes showed confusion, and he raised his arm to try again, but Xue Lang had already withdrawn his hand. "Thank you."

"Hey - wait!"

Xue Lang didn't listen, he felt limp all over, and his feet were light. Presumably, he couldn't use any strength. When he lifted his feet up, he felt like falling into a dream, and every step was effortless.

This feeling is really addictive, but it is too close to death.He suppressed the tumbling nausea, and on the surface he looked like he was a normal person, he raised his qinggong and flew up the mountain, occasionally stumbled on the way, it was not a big problem.

After the floating feeling faded away, there was an endless headache, the pain was so unbearable that he thought of hitting the tree trunk with his head, but fortunately he didn't do it in the end, he rolled his head on the dead branches for a long time, Sweating profusely and exhausted.

The next day when he returned to Ding Sheng's home, he suddenly got Wang Lin's letter from Feige. There must be nothing written on the blank paper. The purpose of the letter was just to let him know that they need to meet again.

So as soon as he entered the house, he went out again.

However, the mayor stopped him from leaving, and insisted on asking him to move over to chat. Xue Lang was annoyed by him, and agreed to listen to him, but no one paid attention, and an ear was pricked up across the wall. .

"My lord, you come to our town of Laifeng, do you have a reason for it?"

"one."

"...Don't, don't, don't. Well, the little old man said straight to the point, I know you're here to find 'Yunrong'."

"two."

"I know how to solve it."

Xue Lang finally "looked" at him, but he sneered and said, "It's over? Get lost."

"You!" The mayor blew his beard and stared angrily, and raised his hand to point at him.

"Don't regret it, if you don't listen to me! Just wait for someone to collect your body!" Xue Lang walked away, and the mayor blushed and shouted.

A black shadow flashed before his eyes, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Xue Lang's magnified face with a cruel expression, and he said, "Old man, have you lived enough?"

Xue Lang choked his neck and lifted him up. He tried hard to use his hands to push away the iron tongs, but to no avail. Feeling the force on his neck getting heavier, he became more and more frightened.

"Help--"

Amu, who had been listening to the corner, finally couldn't stand anymore, stepped out to intercede for the mayor and said, "My lord, your lord has a lot..."

"Shut up!" Xue Lang suddenly turned his head and shouted, "My lord has a lot, hahaha—do you need me to do the math for you, how many times have I heard this sentence since I came here? Humph—a group of people Trash! Get out!"

After Xue Lang got angry, he sneered and released the shocked mayor, then turned around and walked away.

Amu looked at his back, too sad to speak, he thought they could be good friends, the mayor called him, he bent down to help him up, the mayor took his arm and whispered Ask: "Do you know that person well?"

Amu thought for a while, but still shook his head. A person like him probably doesn't want to recognize friends casually.

"Listen to Amu," the mayor stared at Xue Lang's leaving direction with lingering fear, swallowed his saliva and said, "Stop contacting him, as soon as he sees that he has killed a lot of people, it's best if he can leave here immediately , otherwise everyone in our town will be finished."

A bird chirped overhead.Suddenly, he seemed to change his face, and he seemed to be talking to himself kindly: "The guests came from afar, but they didn't treat them well. How about it, Amu, come home with me and give them a gift."

"Yes." Amu replied lightly, and turned to bid farewell to the Ding family, "Grandpa Ding, Xiaoya, I'm leaving, I'll see you tomorrow."

Xiaoya ran out with a spatula in her hand, and also shouted: "Brother Amu, don't you want to stay for dinner?"

"No, brother will bring you a hare tomorrow."

"it is good!"

The mayor asked Amuna to put the gift in a bamboo tube, saying that it was a good medicine for protecting the liver and improving eyesight, and it could be drunk as tea when there was nothing to do.

Amu took it back to his hut. Before leaving, the mayor repeatedly told him not to let others go to his place, let alone let people discover the "magic bird". He wanted to ask why, and wanted to tell the mayor that someone had already been there. Facing the serious face of the old man, he nodded and swallowed them all back into his stomach.

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54. Poison hair

Although he felt that the mayor's behavior was a little strange today, he instinctively didn't want to think about it, as long as he obeyed his orders and did things.

After trotting all the way home, it was already past the time for lunch. He was sweating all over, took off his coat and prepared to go to the waterfall to take a shower to cool off.

Before going, he went to the back of the house and looked at the "divine bird". It curled its neck, buried its head in the thick and soft feathers on its chest, and rose and fell slightly with its breathing, as if it was taking a nap.

He left it alone, leaned over to add some water to the sink, and tiptoed away.

The sun is so poisonous, climbing from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, all the climbing plants scrambled back to their own gaps, and the shrunken flowers and leaves swayed on the cliff, dragged by the sultry air and fell to the ground Splashing dust, lost the eyes of passers-by.

Wang Lin knelt by a small stream, shaking with fear