High energy eunuch

Not far away, Danjiao on the stage shook his sleeves and saluted far away.

Wei Kun waved his hand, "Reward!"

After leaving the capital, Wei Kun has never had a decent birthday ceremony, that is, the prince who was still under his father's knee, he was always disfavored.

At the time of Haishi, the officials left the mansion together one after another, and left the house outside the mansion of Marshal Wei.Wei Kun tilted his head in the chair by the lake.There is nothing in this house that is not familiar, and there is nothing that is not unfamiliar.The battle with Beidi Guannei and escape from the fire are like an old dream from a previous life.The armor was scalded by the fire. When he threw away the long knife and rushed out of the suicide formation, several places on his body were burned by the fire, and the battle armor was scalded and stuck to his back.

He rode his horse and galloped wildly, the wind couldn't stop Mars, and there were still pursuers behind him.

Wei Kun rolled off his horse, rolled on the spot, peeled off his armor, and took out the Panlong Jade Pendant, half the size of a palm, from a carefully sewn pocket, with three East China Sea pearls sewn inside.Wei Kun narrowed his swollen eyes slightly, clenched his hands tightly, held a long knife, and rushed into the dense forest where he couldn't see the road clearly.

After running for several miles, his body was covered with burns, and suddenly a lake of water came into his eyes, and Wei Kun jumped into the lake without hesitation.

He no longer remembers how he got there, and when he woke up again, he happily held the Panlong Jade Pendant in his hand, the pearl, and the white light was falling down, reminding him of his younger brother, with a neck as white as moonlight, and a well-proportioned back. Flesh.The tattered and blackened cloth could not cover his bloody wound, and the fingers exposed from the fingertips rubbed the carrion on the beads.With the mellow candlelight, as soon as he closed his eyes, a forbearing face appeared in front of his eyes. The man once hugged him tightly and called him "good brother" with all his strength.

The beads touched his lips, Wei Kun was dry and bleeding, his filthy lips touched the beads in his hand, and he lay exhausted in the dark night.

In the sky, there was a desolate and lonely bright moon, and the silver light illuminated him to sleep peacefully.

Three or two weak teenagers lifted the drunk Wei Kun from the chair, he took one of them into his arms, bowed his head and kissed his ear, and sighed softly: "Little Yun'er."

The teenagers were in a hurry, Wei Kun was extremely restless when he was drunk, he kissed one on the neck and touched that waist.

Arriving in his courtyard, the two teenagers had been teased so hard that they couldn't breathe. Wei Kun simply pulled one and pressed it against the pillar, pulled his belt and took off his trousers, and touched it.

"Why?" He bit the boy's ear, which was extremely hard.

The boy let out a cry of pain, and Wei Kun kissed him along his smooth neck almost brutally, gnawing at the Adam's apple with the tip of his teeth.

"Marshal... come into the house...don't...don't be here..." The young man screamed, his eyes wide open, his mouth slightly open, Wei Kun grabbed the back of his veined hand and pressed it against the pillar.

Suddenly a row of five short arrows flew out, Wei Kun pushed in heavily, and with the momentum of thunder, the boy was pushed aside.

The arrow firmly nailed to the post was still trembling, the young man had no time to panic, his eyes were distracted, he was indulging in the inextricable desire, and sweat dripped from his body.

There was faint blood in the air, Wei Kun shook his whole body, and suddenly let out a roar with sufficient inner strength, mercilessly lifted up from the young man who was intimate with him a moment ago, pulled up his trouser belt, and pulled off his robe, as if nothing had happened occur.

"Get out." Wei Kun ordered coldly.

The three teenagers hurriedly crawled out, the limping one looked back at Wei Kun, his rather tall body was like a male tiger silently staring at the enemy, he wiped his hands on his robe, His gaze swept across the roof, looking at the man on the cornice.

The night almost merged with the sitting figure, with one foot on the upturned unicorn's head and one hand on his lap.

Jiang Song's idle voice floated down the roof——

"The commander-in-chief is very interested, and the moonlight is so good, it must be something special."

Wei Kun sneered, and took out a long sword from the house. At that time, Jiang Song had landed, weighed the bow and crossbow in his hand, and threw it away.

"You want to kill me too?" Wei Kun narrowed his eyes, put his two fingers together, wiped the long sword, swung his arms away, and swept his feet away, pointing the tip of the sword obliquely at the ground.

"But it's a good thing. For so many years, among the subordinates, you are the only one who understands the king's thoughts best." Wei Kun moved his wrist twice with regret, "If you can die under the sword of the king, you can count your merits and demerits as equals. It’s not wrong.”

Jiang Song put his hands on his waist and sighed: "My subordinates don't want to either."

"You and Yuan Xinpei have colluded for a long time, and you can't fight in court, so you use this method." Wei Kun snorted, "It's not very clever."

Jiang Song looked at the sky lazily, and looked directly at Wei Kun, "This subordinate is just eating for a living, Commander, offended."

In the other courtyard, the young man cried out in pain, lying on the couch, while his companion was applying medicine for him.

There was a knock on the door.

"Who?" The person who applied the medicine sat up vigilantly, but another person grabbed his wrist and struggled to get up, "I'll go."

Dongzi in a black robe stood outside the door. He took out a money bag from his pocket, gave it to the man, and then left without saying a word.

"What is this?" A handsome young man in thin clothes and holding a medicine bottle came over, took the money bag, tore it open and saw that it was full of gold.

"50 taels of gold." The young man, whose buttocks were still in pain, said vaguely with swollen lips.

"The money for our ransom?" A voice of surprise.

"Yes, with this, let's find an opportunity to go out of Beijing and find a place where no one is around, and then we can...buy two houses. If you still want to marry a wife, I will keep the money for you as a wife."

The voice of Dongzi weakened, and Dongzi put down all the soldiers he met on the road leading to Wei Kun's courtyard. The defenseless black figure escaped in the night, saw the gap, knocked him unconscious with one blow, and fell back into the corner.

Jiang Song coughed fiercely, spat out a mouthful of blood, with a molar in the blood, and made a wrong step, narrowly dodging Wei Kun's sweeping long legs.

The strong wind hit his face, and Jiang Song, who was unable to stabilize his center of gravity, hit his stomach against the hilt of the sword, flew out obliquely, and hit his back against the large bronze water tank with the animal head, sinking into the water with his sword and man, his robe sleeves bulging.In one blow, Jiang Song's head was firmly held down, Wei Kun squinted slightly, the few cut knife marks on his arm were nothing at all, he held the sword in one hand, and struggled with Jiang Song in the other. Unceasingly, his body was pressed into the water, and his hands were scratching the bleeding marks on the back of his hands. Wei Kun was unmoved, his eyes had left the dying man, and he was looking at the full moon in the sky with an unclear expression.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Song let go of his hands, and his arms and half of his body floated up.

Wei Kun shook his head expressionlessly, his eyebrows stretched out, and with a slight mockery on his face, he grabbed Jiang Song's black hair floating in the water, brought his forehead out of the water, and pressed it heavily into the water again.

There were extremely imperceptible swishing sounds in the air, and a steel knife was spinning at a high speed, whirling towards it.

Wei Kun withdrew his hand suddenly, but Jiang Song was not dead yet, so he grabbed his palm tightly and dragged him into the water.Wei Kun's tiger's eyes were about to crack, and he let out a roar that shook the sky. He mobilized his inner strength and wanted to crush Jiang Song's skull.

The steel knife dragged out a line of blood, and the blood splashed out lightly dyed the water tank red.

Holding the severed hand, Wei Kun could hardly support his body. After a while, he withdrew his right hand and fumbled on the ground.

Dongzi jumped down from the tree, pulled out the epee with his backhand, shook his wrist, and stood in front of Wei Kun.

The two quickly fought, he didn't expect that even if he bribed Wei Kun's male favourite, he ordered him to take some medicine that softens the muscles and bones while kissing, but it still didn't help.Suspicious like Wei Kun, even if he is as drunk as mud, there is one eye that will never be drunk.

Jiang Song's head came out of the water, and he coughed violently, feeling that the two men were under an invisible force.He fumbled for the soft sword in the water, and suddenly touched the soft flesh, and when he pulled it out, it was Wei Kun's severed hand, which was severed from below the elbow.

Jiang Song quickly threw away the broken arm and took out two soft swords. His lungs were stabbed repeatedly and blood dripped from his body.

A gust of blood accumulated in his chest surged up and overflowed from his throat. Jiang Song only showed a pair of eyes, and waited quietly for Wei Kun to show his defeat. Unexpectedly, Wei Kun had already broken an arm, and his right hand could still resist the attack. Live Dongzi's raid.

Wei Kun yelled in pain, swung his long sword frantically, and struck Dongzi with the epee sword. The sound of metal-to-metal contact made Dongzi's eyes turn white. He kicked back, reached the tree trunk, and flew backwards. Stepping on the tree, he barely stabilized his figure.

"You boy..." Wei Kun bled profusely, his face turned pale, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You have the guts!" The words came together with heavy blows, and the long sword moved forward so that the heavy sword was in front of Dongzi's eyes. He held the sword in both hands, and the tiger's mouth was broken.

Wei Kun raised his head to the sky, let out a roar like a forest king, pulled his feet apart, and retreated his upper body. Dongzi hurriedly retracted his strength, but it was too late, and Wei Kun took him and fell to the ground.

Wei Kun yelled, and straddled Dongzi's neck. The pain in his hands made it difficult for him to exert strength on his upper body, so he could only press on Dongzi's neck with one knee, and Dongzi's throat crackled.

The reflection of the sword waving awakened Wei Kun from Dongzi's eyes. With a wave of his long sword, the soft sword in Jiang Song's hand was blown away.

Wei Kun panted again and again, and looked back at Jiang Song.Jiang Song pulled out the dagger from his boot, and when he heard the faint sound of Dongzi's neck snapping, he was frightened, his hands and feet were exhausted, and he didn't dare to attack with two daggers.

"He was the last person to see the late emperor. Only one person in this world knows the late emperor's last words." Jiang Song's voice trembled.

"Don't you want to know what he said at the end?"

Wei Kun's knees stopped, and Dong Zi's knees stopped, and the two looked at each other. Wei Kun put his feet away, and changed his right hand to grab Dong Zi's neck.

"What did he say?" Wei Kun's voice was hoarse. Despite his amazing strength, blood was still dripping from the broken arm of his left hand.

"Say!" Wei Kun closed his palm heavily, pinching Dong Zi's face purple.

He opened his mouth.

"What?" Wei Kun looked dazed.

"..." Dongzi held his hand tightly.

Wei Kun knelt down on one knee, with disheveled hair close to Dongzi's ear.

Jiang Song swayed and squeezed the dagger tightly.

"The first emperor's edict, order..." Dongzi gasped, Wei Kun didn't see the moment of compassion in his eyes, he was slightly in a trance, and he heard what Dongzi said clearly.

Wei Kun's whole body trembled, and he stood up holding Dongzi precariously, and let out a long and mournful cry, with tears in his eyes.

"Impossible...that's not what he said...he said that once the troubles in the north are eliminated, the king will be transferred back to the capital." Wei Kun clutched his five fingers in a daze, "how dare you dare to make trouble." His voice was like a bell and drum, trembling so that the heart and lungs were chilled.

At this time, Wei Kun's ears moved, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he swung his arms and fell backwards. Dongzi was thrown out, sweeping Jiang Song to the ground.

Wei Kun stood precariously, but suddenly roared, pressed the wound, and fell to the ground.His eyes were slack, looking at the sky from a distance, there was not a single star, only a lonely moon, reflecting the sky coldly.

Dongzi straightened up on his knees, bent over and vomited a mouthful of blood. The severe pain of his neck being almost strangled made it difficult for him to concentrate.

He glanced at it, then quietly moved to pick up the epee.

The tip of the sword dragged on the ground, and Dongzi quietly approached Wei Kun, but Wei Kun lay there straight as if dead.

"Slave dog, you are blocking my handsome moon." Wei Kun said, tears rolled from the corners of his eyes.

"He really ordered you to kill me?"

Dongzi raised his sword.

"He didn't say a word, did he tell me alone?" Wei Kun moved his hand, and saw the sword in Dongzi's hand lightly. Wei Kun said indifferently: "You are defeated, and you dare to use your sword in front of this king."

It was a pearl as bright as yesterday, Wei Kun looked at it absent-mindedly, and brought it close to his eyebrows.

"Jackals can be slowed down... tigers and leopards... don't stay." He smiled desolately, holding the three pearls between his fingers.His rough fingers rubbed the beads that he had rubbed thousands of times.

"Since that's the case, what you want, is it possible that there is something that my brother refuses to give?"

Dongzi's pupils shrank, and he was caught off guard. Wei Kun grabbed the epee, bumped into the edge of the sword with his body, and stabbed the sword tightly into his chest with one hand.