Kuai Chuan: After I escaped from a terminal illness

"Walk……"

"Okay, I'll go! I'll ask Ji Yan to come over and take care of you!"

Ji Ran checked the stove, cushioned the pillows, then stepped back out of the room and closed the door.

Yu Tang looked at the top of the tent, deeply distressed by the fact that Ji Ran is the main god.

But at the moment, System 223 is not too worried about its owner.

After all, Yu Tang's body values ​​at this time are also displayed on the electronic screen.

Yu Tang clutched his heart to express his distress, but the rating of Yu Tang's mood at this time on the screen was: S-level pleasure.

It's a high-level thrill.

It usually occurs when the desire to conquer or a long-suppressed obsession is satisfied.

The master said he was distressed, but in fact he had already made up his mind.

Ji Yan came in at this moment.

Ji Yan didn't have any rating system. Seeing Yu Tang clutching his clothes on his chest, he ran over in fright: "General, how uncomfortable! I'll call the doctor!"

Seeing Ji Yan, Yu Tang shook his head and let go of his chest: "It's okay."

Ji Yan clenched his fists, and everyone who was angry was shaking: "Could it be that Ji Ran is angry with the general again, I'll kill him, at worst, I will die with him!"

Yu Tang's expression changed suddenly, and he lost his voice: "No."

Ji Xing shot an arrow and fell off his horse and died violently.

Do you want Ji Yan to die again?

Of course Ji Yan didn't know what was going on, felt aggrieved, and lowered his head: "I listen to the general."

Yu Tang sighed softly, "Come here."

Ji Yan hurried over and knelt down in front of the bed.

He wouldn't help Yu Tang adjust the stove like Ji Ran, or say a few nice words, and he pursed his lips while kneeling, a little at a loss.

Yu Tang said to him: "Ji Ran is no longer the Ji Ran you used to be, you... you'd better not provoke him. It's time to go, I don't want you to make any mistakes..."

Listening to Yu Tang's words, Ji Yan's grievance eased a little.

"General, I know everything, you can sleep for a while."

Yu Tang nodded and closed his eyes.

At this time, Ji Ran was also standing outside the door, standing in the midst of the heavy moonlight.

He waited until Yu Tang fell asleep, then slowly left Hou's mansion, led the horse back to his residence.

——Ji Ran is no longer the former Ji Ran.

Ji Ran held the rein and walked slowly in the dark night, repeating this sentence in his mind.

Can't go back to the past...

The young Ji Ran thinks every day that he can grow up quickly and full of wings, and use dirty means to take over this dirty world, and then take Yu Tang to his side to occupy him.

But now.

Ji Ran hoped so much that he could go back to the past, when he was beaten by the old master without pain or itching, and pretended not to drink to make Yu Tang happy...

If he did it all over again, he would definitely stand behind Yu Tang and never cross that boundary.

As Ji Ran was walking, a rustling sound came from the front.

Ji Ran was alert, but he still walked slowly at his original speed, without any change in his expression.

Only the tip of his nose twitched slightly, sniffing the air.

Rong Di sent an assassin to kill Ji Ran.

He also used poisonous mist with a very small dose, trying to lure Ji Ran into tricking him bit by bit.

Ji Ran sighed inwardly.

He raises Gu insects, and what he comes into contact with every day is all kinds of poisonous weeds and poisonous insects.

The poisonous mist brought by Rong Di is a kind of poison that controls people's spirit. It blocks people's meridians, can disturb people's mind, and make people stupid.

Ordinary people will feel extremely dangerous when they hear the name, and stay away in fear!

But in Ji Ran's view, it's like a child with unsteady feet, insisting on dancing swords in front of adults is very funny.

The red rash on Ji Ran's arm hadn't faded yet, and he was in an extremely bad mood, just beheading them all.

He touched the sword on his waist, and was about to move when suddenly his eyes flickered.

Really can't go back to the past?

What if he is poisoned...

Ji Ran's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and a little hope appeared in his always calm eyes.

Ji Ran didn't draw his sword, pretending he didn't know the danger and continued walking forward.

The poisonous fog is slowly increasing.

The path was narrow, and by the time Ji Ran noticed it, it was already too late. Two burly men jumped out from both sides of the wall, blocking Ji Ran's way.

Ji Ran pretended to be surprised, drew his sword and backed away, but his body softened a bit, half kneeling on the ground.

The barbarian succeeded and laughed.

They sneered in bad Central Plains dialect: "I never thought you would have today."

"Little General Ji, you killed my patriarch, and then you cut the body into small pieces and threw it in the river to feed the fish, remember?"

Ji Ran's body became weaker and weaker, and he fell to the ground, but he still sneered: "I killed so many, how can I remember?"

"you!"

The burly man was dizzy from the anger, and stepped forward, trying to kick Ji Ran's face with his feet.

Ji Ran stretched out his hand, and the sword in his sleeve flashed a cold light, and chopped off the man's foot.

The screams sounded immediately.

After Ji Ran finished cutting, his strength was also exhausted, and he fell to the ground, his eyes began to roll up feebly.

The imperial guards on duty immediately gathered when they heard the movement, and recognized Ji Ran at a glance.

Although Ji Ran was a rebellious minister, after Liang Ren ascended the throne, he appointed Ji Ran as a general of hussars and ordered him to guard the frontier and not pursue what Ji Ran had done before.

So now, Ji Ran is still a subject of Daliang.

The imperial army immediately rescued them, captured the assassin, and carried Ji Ran, who had passed out, on his horse.

The military doctor came over immediately to check.

The military doctor took the pulse, and gradually revealed a frightened expression: "Master Ji has been poisoned, go and inform the emperor."

"Yes!"

The assassin whose foot had been amputated endured the pain and cursed fiercely: "It's useless! There is no cure for the poison in him, wait for the meridians to be broken, and collect his body!"

The imperial guard frowned, and ordered his subordinates in a low voice: "Keep alive and take him away. I will take Mr. Ji back to the palace first."

"Yes!"