I'm going to fight

In the next few months, Qing Rang complained that he gave Jing Zhao the sword, saying, "Brother, you like him and he doesn't like me anymore." Situ Che had no choice but to give the soft sword to Qing Rang, and named him "Rainbow". sword", and then stopped.But every time he saw Jing Zhao, he had to show off to show how much Situ Che valued him.

Situ Che saw that the friendship he had built so hard was coming to an end, so he quickly resolved it violently... Well, he was humiliated and kissed by Qing Rang.

In the evening of midsummer, after Situ Che came back from the National Teacher's Mansion, he became obsessed with gardening, and now he is shoveling flowers and weeding in the garden.

"Where are we going, if you are here, you will be fearless..."

While transplanting the seedlings into flowerpots, Situ Che began to sing, humming to cultivate his temperament. Usually, when he hums "There is a cool person in my family", Fusang Heshe is very disgusted, which makes him very shocked!

It's okay to be disgusted by the little rabbit, why should the little bird who can't even sing properly laugh at him?Is the sound of the Fenghuang family's singing charming and pleasant?

Yazi is really cool, okay?Three heads and six arms are invulnerable!The hands are indeed a bit thick, not as soft as his!

He was squatting on the ground and shoveling the bean sprouts to be transplanted when his eyes suddenly went dark. Situ Che had heard footsteps approaching from just now, and he was startled when he didn't expect to cover his eyes.

"Guess who I am~"

I am your second uncle!

"..."

Seeing that he didn't answer, the other party seemed very disappointed, so he hurriedly shouted: "It's Xiaoqing, it's Xiaoqing, it's Xiaoqing!"

The hands in front of him were empty, and Qing Rang's face appeared in front of his eyes, looking at him with a smile, "Brother is awesome!"

Situ Che couldn't laugh or cry, Qingrang's appearance was so cute, he usually pretended to be serious, but he didn't expect him to have such a childish side.Just as she was about to laugh at him for being stupid, she saw Jing Zhao following him leisurely with the same expression as her own.

"...Qing Rang, even if you don't speak, the eldest brother will know it's you. Looking at the entire Situ family, you are the only one who is so idle."

Qing Rang blushed, and ran over to wrestle with Jing Zhao, "Situ Jingzhao, shut up!!!"

There was a mischievous smile on Jing Zhao's lips, dodging Qing Rang, who was turning into anger from embarrassment, and went straight to hide behind Situ Che.

Situ Che sighed, wiped his hands, and was about to give Qing Rang a thump, when there was a sudden noise behind him, his eyes flashed, and before he had time to think, he picked up Qing Rang, rolled to the right on the spot, Narrowly dodged the murder weapon that pierced through the air.

Taking a closer look, the three blow darts were stuck straight at the place where they were standing, and they were glowing blue.

Situ Che's expression changed drastically, and he quickly turned his head to look at the source of the murderous aura, only to see four black shadows lying on the roof at some point.

The distance is so close, he didn't notice it!

"Dark guard!"

He yelled, but there was no sound in his ears.

The footsteps and breathing sounds that were usually very low in existence disappeared completely, and his face turned pale.Could it be that the dark guard has been...

Thinking of this, Situ Che snatched up from the ground, pulled out the dagger in his sleeve with his left hand, half-closed his eyes, stopped Qing Rang behind him, and stared closely at the approaching figure.

The other party's footsteps were extremely light, and if you didn't pay attention, you would hardly notice their existence. Situ Che lowered his breath, clenched the dagger in his hand, his black eyes were filled with murderous aura.

"Stand back and close your eyes."

he said in a low voice.Although the opponent is not very strong, he is the killer he is least good at. He is good at hidden weapons, but he is holding a long knife in his hand. Against his own short dagger, he may not get any benefit.

What's more, he also carried two oil bottles.

"Tsk."

He switched the dagger to his right hand and held his breath.

The figure suddenly moved, and the two men in black attacked back and forth at the same time, trapped him in the middle, and attacked him with their knives.Situ Che got short, kicked his long legs to the right, and kicked one of them on the waist, then quickly retracted his legs, squatted on the ground with both legs, bounced up with his strength, and landed lightly behind the other man.

The dark peach blossom eyes couldn't see a gleam of light, as if a completely different person, the reddish tongue licked his lips, climbed up the man's shoulders as if smiling, wrapped his arms around the man's neck, his eyes narrowed He started, flirting like a whisper, and pressed close to the man's back.

He raised his right hand, and the gleaming knife blade slashed across his throat. Before the man could make a sound, he felt the sound of wind blowing in his throat, and scorching blood sprayed all over the ground.

The young man dressed in red stepped over the man's body, his fingertips brushed his lips, his beauty was boundless.The dagger hidden under the sleeve was shining dimly, and was still dripping blood. His steps were smooth and graceful, making it impossible to tell that he had just killed someone.

The moonlight filled the silent courtyard, and Situ Che's every step stepped on people's hearts.

Sweeping across the remaining three people who were gradually approaching, red light flashed in their calm peach eyes, murderous, like a lion entrenched in its territory.

The man who was kicked by him first slammed at him, and he refused to dodge. The sword light passed by his cheek, and the fierce and flustered eyes of the man were reflected from the snow-white blade.

And the smile that Situ Che slowly evoked.

There was only a pop, and the dagger sank into the man's heart, and the stench of blood sprayed all over his body, splashing all over his face, the man covered his wound, but laughed ferociously, "Little bastard... go to hell! "

"Brother! Behind!"

Situ Che's eyes moved slightly, and a gust of wind hit his back. He pulled out his dagger, turned around nimbly, and saw a man in black swinging a big knife at him——

Situ Che, who was trapped in the corner, had no chance to dodge. He only heard a thud, which was clearly the sound of flesh being torn apart. The two brothers looked over with pale faces. Situ Che's right palm was pierced, and red blood flowed down the blade. Drooling.

It turned out that he blocked the big knife stabbing at his vitals with his bare hands.

The man didn't expect that he would be so bold and decisive at such a young age, but when he saw the young man in scarlet clothes wrapping the blade with his pierced palm, he was shocked and wanted to pull out his sword eagerly, not wanting to stab into the mud. You can't advance or retreat.

Then, he saw the young man with his back against the wall, his face under the shadow slowly lifted, revealing a bloodthirsty smile, his gloomy vertical pupils were strange and magnificent, his left knuckles hidden in his sleeve protruded, and the dagger did not know when has reached his left hand.

"...!!"

The slender wrist nimbly avoided the strength of his block, as if he knew the structure of the human body very well, cut through the joint of the shoulder bone and flesh, and broke the man's tendons. With another force, one arm was neatly severed and fell down. on the ground.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

Situ Che clenched the dagger tightly, blood dripped down from his right hand, and his left hand shone coldly.

The man knelt down on the ground, shivering. Situ Che slowly walked towards him with a gentle smile on his lips.

Situ Che pulled out the sharp blade that pierced his right hand ♂♂, and under the moonlight, the bloody white blade looked a bit oozing.He picked out a sword flower, and the bright and fierce light dazzled the eyes of several people. He raised the knife above his head and smiled slightly, "Go to hell."

The knife was lifted and dropped, and the sound of the sharp weapon sinking into the flesh and blood was heard next to the ear, and the eyes were stained with blood.Situ Che's fair face was half covered by blood, like Shura from hell, he raised his head and looked around.

one two Three……

Wait, there should be four people here!Raising his eyes slightly, Situ Che's face changed suddenly, and his eyes became clear again. He saw the man slashing at Jing Zhao with a knife——

That's too late!

Situ Che touched the ground with his toes, and jumped towards him with his legs lifted. He heard Qing Rang's panicked shouts, and he held Jing Zhao tightly in his arms, while his back was completely exposed to the man's knife.

"elder brother!"

"Big brother!"

There was burning pain in his back, and he was cut deeply from his right shoulder to his lower back. Situ Che bit his lip, raised his bloody right hand with difficulty, glanced at it, and then changed to a clean left hand, sticking to it. Jing Zhao's face, and asked in a low voice, "You didn't get hurt?"

Seeing Jing Zhao shaking his head in horror with his pale face, Situ Che finally couldn't hold on anymore, his nerves relaxed, his eyes darkened, and he lost consciousness.

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In the darkness, Situ Che felt his back was very hot, as if he was caught between ice and fire. The scorching flames and the cold glacier would envelop his body, and he couldn't break free.

In the dream, the black-haired, blond-eyed man in black cut his palm, and thick blood slowly flowed from the palm to the clear and transparent lapis lazuli.In front of him was a young man in red clothes, holding Fengming Sword in his right hand, and made a deep cut in the palm of his left hand, dripping blood on the stone, his petal-shaped pupils were raised upwards, his eyes were clearly devout, Staring at the man in Xuanyi.

The blood of the two blended with each other, and the young man in red lowered his golden eyes and uttered a complicated spell.

The lapis lazuli glowed crimson. The young man in red pressed his injured hand on the stone. The man in black also stretched out his hands, overlapping each other, and lowered his head to kiss the young man in red's forehead.

Their black hair was intertwined, they were so close, their fingers were intertwined, and their golden eyes met each other.The gorgeous peach blossom eyes narrowed slowly, and the fingertips of the young man in red slid down from the opponent's throat, from the neck, collarbone, shoulder blade, and breastbone, to his left rib, his eyes became sharp, "Jiazi, this time Big gamble, I bet all my treasures on you."

The man in black sat down on the stool, looked sideways at the young man, his cold phoenix eyes were full of nostalgia.The young man in red tied up his black hair for him, the silver hairpin went through his hair, and the blue gem at the end exuded a gentle luster.

"Jiazi... Yazi..."

The young man curled up in the quilt frowned tightly, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, his lips were slightly parted, and he clutched the quilt, his fingertips turned white, and he was trembling.

Eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"pain……"

What caught his eye was the bedpost carved with chaotic patterns, he tried his best to stand up, and lowered his head to see Fusang sleeping beside the bed.As soon as he moved, Fusang also woke up. She opened her red eyes, and when she saw him, she froze for a moment, then threw herself on him, hugged his neck carefully, as if she was afraid of pulling the wound, Her face was buried on his shoulder, her voice was indistinct, "Your Highness! Your Highness... woo woo..."

Situ Che was a little dazed, he rubbed her head helplessly, "What's wrong?"

"Your Highness, you big fool!" Fusang shook his shoulders, grabbed his front, cried and cursed, "You're dying for a mortal, aren't you?"

He paused with his hands, patted her on the back, put his chin on her head, and hugged her, "Little Fusang, I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry for your size!" Fusang wrapped his arms around his waist, sobbing, "If you die, Fusang will hate you forever!"

"Okay, I'll have a dessert every day when I get back to the heaven." Situ Che patted her head and said softly.

Fusang froze suddenly, lowered his eyes, turned his back, and kept wiping his face with his sleeve, "I don't care about Your Highness anymore!"

Situ Che still wanted to speak, but saw She looked at him worriedly, met his eyes, and asked nervously, "Shenjun, are you okay?"

"Ah, um, it's okay, I can't die..."

He scratched his head, but was interrupted by Fusang angrily: "Don't say that word again!"

"Hey, hey, you are a god no matter what you say, little Fusang, death is just a process..."

"Don't say it!" Fusang stared hard.

He had no choice but to compromise, touched her head, and looked at She, "Xiao She, how many days have I slept?"

It looks like it's not short, because the back injury feels very serious. If it was just a few days ago, there must be a whole room surrounded by people, but now no one has seen it, and I can only recognize that there are people outside the room. The breath of several people.

"Shenjun, you have been in a coma for half a month, and the wound on your back is very deep..." She gave him a complicated look, and then said after a while: "If the force is stronger, the whole body will be split apart... "

Seeing that Fusang was about to shed tears, Situ Che hurriedly rubbed her, but in the end he had no choice but to hold her in his arms, "Little Fusang, God must die..."

"Shut up!" Fusang cursed, tears streaming down her face.

"Hey, what can I say about you?" Situ Che knew he couldn't comfort the girl, so he turned his head and said to She, "I'm about to die, so no one will come to keep my filial piety?"

She's eyes were red, as if he was stimulated by his joke, the youth in snow clothes looked into his eyes seriously, "Shenjun, please don't talk about this anymore! When you were rescued by the dark guards kept by Situ's family, you were already exhaling more than inhaling." Yes, the blood dripped from the backyard to the front of the bed..."

Thinking of that scene, the young man in snow clothes turned his head away, bit his lip, took a deep breath, and then calmed down, "Situ Xianzhi invited many famous doctors, and the palace also sent an imperial doctor, but they all said they couldn't be saved! The people in the house, Sister Fusang and I are not easy to show up, so Sister Fusang took advantage of the fact that there were fewer people when the servants were changing shifts, knocked everyone unconscious, and secretly healed you with spells."

"There are also rabbits. She-jun keeps vigil for His Highness every day, and almost uses all his energy to treat your injuries." Fusang blushed, and said with a curled lip, "Your Highness's health is starting to improve, and the Situ family wanted you to rest. Only one maidservant is left in the room... hey, where is he?"

"Just went out." She pointed to the outside.

"why?"

Looking at the dazed Situ Che, She choked up a bit, and looked away, "Because of the god, you spoke..."

"What did I say?" Situ Che stroked his chin in confusion, and glanced at the silent man, "Could it be... I'm talking in my sleep again?"

She nodded, "Well, what you said is the name of His Highness Yazi."

"...Oh." Situ Che was a little embarrassed, and changed the subject dryly, "Then what, what about Xiao Qingrang and Xiao Jingzhao?"

"Situ Qingrang and Situ Jingzhao are guarding your place every day, and you know that after this incident, the security of Situ's family has been strengthened." Fusang thought for a while, "Situ Jingzhao is weak and frightened, so he is seriously ill. One, it is estimated that he is lying in the house now. Situ Qingrang is desperately refusing to leave, and Situ Xian's family has no way to serve him, and he is locked in the courtyard."

Situ Che imagined the crying Qing Rang, and couldn't help laughing.

"Your Highness, you are still laughing!" Fusang stomped.

She also sat down on the bed, "Shenjun, why don't you ask what happened to that thief?"

"Ah, that's whatever..." Situ Che smiled, "I'm lying here properly, so it must have been clicked?"

She looked at him with complicated eyes, "Shen Jun, I really don't know if you are really open-minded, have a good attitude, or hold back and wait for revenge."

"Stop wronging me! Is it really good? After all, I am a god. I really don't have that kind of negative emotion."

Still wanting to say something, the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door brought the three of them back to their senses, Fusang and She turned into their original forms, went back to the corner, and the door was opened.

"Che'er!" Shen Shi walked ahead, opened the door and saw him sitting upright on the bed, tears came down, took his hand, sobbing, "Where does it still hurt, what do you want to eat, mother will make it for you! "

Situ Che was very embarrassed, "I want to eat peanut cakes..."

"No, it's not good for the wound." Situ Xian vetoed it, seeing Situ Che's pitiful eyes, stretched out his arms to embrace him, "When you recover, eat as you please."

Situ Che responded with a smile, seeing the old lady behind Situ Xian, he couldn't help being startled: "Grandma, why don't you sleep so late!"

"My grandson, I've suffered...I've been sleeping for half a month, how can I let my grandma feel at ease!" The old lady rubbed his hand, "Don't listen to your father, just eat whatever you want!"

"Mother..." Situ Xianzhi smiled helplessly.

Everyone pulled him to ask questions, and it took a while to calm down. Situ Xianzhi let everyone go out, leaving only Biru and Ruorong who was newly transferred to his room, and ordered the doctor to come in and show Situ Che the back injury.

"Eldest young master, please take off your clothes." The doctor sat down on the chair beside the bed with a respectful expression.

Situ Che nodded, rejected Bi Ru's help, and took off his underwear by himself.As soon as he moved, sharp pain came from his back. He couldn't help frowning, but he saw that the people in the room were frozen at some point, their eyes were empty, and they were obviously cast by a spell.

Fusang in front of him turned into a young girl.

"Your Highness is injured, let Fusang take care of you." Fusang was not very skilled in his movements, so he sat on the bed and undressed him. "Fusang has concealed something from His Highness. I am very sorry."

Situ Che looked at her suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

"Your Highness's back, you can't let the doctor see directly." Fusang motioned him to turn over.

"why?"

Seeing his puzzled expression, Fusang raised his hand and muttered something, and a big mirror appeared behind him, which could reflect his whole body in it.

"Your Highness, look."

The author has something to say: JJ, what do you mean! ! !Lao Yang's handsome fighting scene was ruined by that "pull ♂ out ♂"! ! !Suddenly became quite YD! ! !I'm not alive anymore, my old Yang, you are destined not to be handsome anymore