The villain king really doesn't want to rebel

The man crushed the red color of his fingertips, and the dry and cracked fines fell from his fingers.He looked up, and Liu Di stared at the dots of blood blurring on the grass, with an obscure expression.

He was dressed in dark blue, and the moonlight shrouded in emerald green could not illuminate the gloom in this man's eyes.

"Can you see where it's going?"

Qian Chun stood behind the man, she saw the group of dried blood, calmly scanned the spots of different dark colors.

"The horse was killed on the spot. One arrow pierced its hind legs, and the second arrow pierced its heart. It should have died very happily, and it fell down immediately. But the blood has been spilled there." He pointed along the road and said: "The whereabouts after that Went into the woods, but it was too blurry for me to see any marks."

The dirt road at the end the man pointed to was in a mess, except for their footsteps, the rest were all muddy and rotten traces.

It seems that I like rain very much these days. The rain in the past few days has flooded several fishing villages. the direction they were looking for.

Everything is appropriately ingenious, as if God has arranged everything early.

"I should be by His Highness's side every step of the way. There is only one horse, and no matter what, I can keep the horse and help Your Highness make a breakthrough."

Asa Chun said this, suddenly there was no end.

It was her mistake.

Asagi realized this.

It's been a big sunny day since morning.She specially prepared a good horse for His Highness, hoping that His Highness would be in a good mood when he went out to relax, and he could have a warm meal when he came back.There will be desserts tonight, which is a new skill specially learned by the cook, His Highness will definitely find it pleasing to the eye.

She thought that, at least, at least the rare riding of horses could relieve some of the inexplicable news of the marriage from the Nanman side yesterday.

But why is it like this...

This is her failure.

The eyes of the always calm and careful maid next to King An once again stagnated at the pool of blood, which should be so thick that it is a bit dazzling.

Asagi quietly closed her eyes.

The two were relatively silent, Liu Di stood up, and he began to take up the handle of the knife in silence.

Faster, the faster all of them are, the higher the chances of His Highness surviving.

The man's face is solemn, his panic is no less than Qian Chun's, it can only be more.He stroked the hard lump on his fingertips, and moved forward faster.

In the blood stains, in addition to the smell of animal blood, human blood was also mixed.

Under the dark night, the outline of the woods can't be seen clearly at all, the shadows are all shadows, and people who are afraid of black can't see the darkness.The coldness is mixed with the whistling of the wind, only the friction sound of the whirling leaves, and a clear moon in the night sky after the rare rain, hanging high in the sky.

The moonlight illuminates the way forward.

"Are you okay? Can you hold on?" The crisp voice that belonged only to the young girl spoke softly, and in the cold air, the abruptness made her even more anxious.

Wen Yan leaned against the tree stump quietly, and her slow breathing became shallower and shallower, so shallow that the girl couldn't feel the temperature in front of her eyes for a few breaths.

Anya nervously looked at the enemy's waist. There was still a sharp arrow stuck there, but the man's white fingers were full of uncontrollable blood.Bit by bit, the blood accumulated into a small vortex, and the yellow-gray soil changed color.

She looked at Wen Yan's face again.

The darkness cast by the dense shade made Anya unable to see the expression of the man in front of her. She could only look at the pale complexion on the man's pointed chin. The girl couldn't bear the fear in her heart, and asked again Wen Yan's current state, even if this person ignored her at all.

All inquiries were fruitless, Anya stood up and calmed down with difficulty.

How did it become like this?She doesn't understand.How could he be attacked suddenly? Did he come to her or did he lay in ambush and wait for someone to fall into the net.

Recalling those three arrows, there was darkness in the chubby pupils.

All of this happened so quickly, it was like a fleeting splash, how could an arrow appear in the warm sky at dusk, the sky was covered with blood at first, and after the horse whined, she was pulled down.

The warm current of fishy smell is vivid in my mind, and it can't subside a little.

Thinking of the shock just now, Anya looked at the "savior" who was sitting and panting complicatedly, she pursed the corners of her mouth, and bit by bit swallowed the words back into her messy state of mind.

There is only one point that the little princess of Nanman can't understand.

This Wang An... why did he save her?

Wen Yan didn't have the strength to listen to the heartbeat from the system.

She only felt cold, and the cold sweat on her back had already wet her shoulders, and she managed to hide from the rain, but it was so dry and drenched, which made her frown.This coldness that started to emanate from his bones was accompanied by sleepiness, and the two feelings even far outweighed the severe pain in his lower back.

Wen Yan blinked, she suddenly couldn't see the crystal beads on the princess's head clearly.

Obviously it was still flashing like that just now...

She tilted her shoulders and said suddenly:

"Do you have something cleaner? Silk or handkerchief, I need it."

The person who had been silent for a long time suddenly spoke, and Anya also thought that this person was still bleeding.

"I have a clean veil, although it's a little wet, I'll bandage the wound for you, don't move around, the blood will flow faster if the wound gets bigger."

Before covering the wound with the veil that Anya took out from her arms, a cool finger lightly tapped the back of her hand.

Obviously weak to this point, the girl still let the man let him go, her almond eyes were round and round, she looked more like a silly roe deer.

With a gentle voice, he slowly pointed to her face.

"Yes, there should be mud spots on my face, you should be able to see it, borrow your handkerchief and wipe it off for me." Seeing the girl's expression getting stiffer, Wen Yan added: "I can't lift my hand." Get up, you have to press down. You should be free."

There was only silence in the air.

It's been a while since the words were spoken, but the girl in red still didn't move.

The little prince is a little uncertain, but since she has said to help, this person will not take advantage of it for nothing.

In order to confirm her determination, Wen Yan turned his head slightly, revealing his side face from under the shade of the tree, and the moonlight was finally willing to give the bright color to this person.

On that pretty face, traces of stains rubbed under the white eyes.

It is really dazzling.

When she came back in a daze, Anya felt that what she said was really reasonable. If her face was dirty, she should wipe it with a handkerchief. It was a matter of course.

When Wen Yan no longer felt uncomfortable, she drew a dagger from her cuff.

The little princess fell back in shock.

Wen Yan didn't care about the movement, she gritted out the cold light between her teeth, and gestured up and down on her waist.

She had to cut off the fletching.

In this overgrown jungle place, walking around with a protruding pole, do you think you can't die fast enough?

There is no way, there are only two people in total.

One is disabled, and the other is powerless.

But if you don't break this thing, the disabled can only die faster, and the one left will have no way to survive.

The one who attacked her should not be the hands of the Southern barbarians. The weaving method of the feathers on the arrow is a rare ancient method.She only saw it in the special manual in the abandoned library in the palace. It originated from the previous dynasty and was used by the local army.

What's more, they are stupid, not blind.Their little princess is such a big living person next to her, so she doesn't have to buy one get one free if she kills her.

Wen Yan had a cold face, her left hand was tightly blocking the sudden wound on the side of her waist, the dagger flashed under the moonlight, piercing Anya's eyes sorely, she clasped the back of her hand nervously.

Anya was still in a daze about what happened before her eyes.

Didn't it mean that Wang An is a well-known waste of nothing to do? Why did she say that it was about to be broken? Could it be that she didn't feel pain?

It's so different, it's not at all the same as what the priest said.

But if it's this guy...

The red dress set off the delicate complexion of the little princess, covering some light blush.

Wen Yan lowered her head, the coldness brushed past her, and she slashed down with all her strength.

The moment the dagger landed, her hand convulsed.

"Let's go quickly." The well-known trash looked stern, and arranged the next step in a clear and orderly manner.

"The moonlight at this point is just right for exploring the way. We have been missing for such a long time. You have a bonfire party tonight. If the southern barbarians are not stupid, they should also realize that something is wrong. The bloodstain is obvious enough for them I know what happened, but the rain just now should have buried our tracks."

Seeing the girl's eyes gradually brighten up, Wen Yan didn't continue talking.

It seems that she understands.

"So there is still a glimmer of hope." The princess' eyes sparkled again.

Wen Yan's jaw drooped, and he mumbled a "hmm."

The words were indeed true, but she swallowed the meaning of the second half of the sentence.Yu did help them hide, but if she continued to stay here, she must be the first to be out.

So hurry up, seize all available time, at least leave enough time for Liu Di and the others to deal with it.

Wen Yan gently closed her eyes, everything she could see had black and red spots constantly appearing, she couldn't think of anything anymore.

The chess game is complicated and ever-changing, and the way to survive is limited but you can always go on.

But with her current blood loss, what can't be solved is a dead end.

Anya was about to help her up, but the leaves behind them froze for a moment without wind.

It was the sound of footsteps, someone was walking towards them.

The moment she realized this, a cold breath enveloped the young girl's heart, and her rosy face seemed to Wen Yan to be too white to be angry.

She knows why.

Sighing rose from the bleeding wound, Wen Yan looked at the girl's trembling fingertips, and suppressed the sigh in his eyes.

Indeed, just a child.

Anya bit her lower lip, and she suddenly and quickly pulled the dagger out of Wen Yan's hand, with a sharp and cold light facing her back.

The girl's delicate voice was suppressed extremely low by her, Wen Yan was a little surprised but could hear it clearly.

"I'll go first later. If I succeed in luring you away, according to what you said, someone will rescue you immediately." The little princess's skirt trembled, and Wen Yan heard her say sullenly again: "If I can't Come back, this dagger is your reward. But you have to give this thing to my brother."

Brother, she knows, Wen Yan met him in the morning.

It was the man who compared the bow.

The little princess was afraid that King An would not know who Aruda was, so she added very caringly: "It's the one who compared the bow in the morning, and the one you played is a female general. If I remember the name correctly, her name should be... . "

"——Luo Hanjue."

At the same time, what Anya didn't expect was that this seriously injured man, who seemed to be dying, could still read those three words in a hoarse voice. He looked like he was going to die in the last second, so he could save a little energy.She thought that Wen Yan wasn't even going to say a word, but just now she knew that she was so loud again.

This time, the little princess saw Wen Yan's face clearly and suddenly understood something.

If it is not an important person, the dying person will not put in so much effort to survive.

She wanted to see her.

A figure from behind was blurred in Wen Yan's heart, and she couldn't see anything clearly, only those purple eyes were breathtakingly bright in the mist, but she knew who they were.

It was her, she was Luo Hanjue.

She opened her eyelids, and obscure colors filled those slightly gray eyes.

According to the person sitting under the tree, he slid down a few more steps like a lazy bone. If others only saw the girl's free and lazy posture, they would think she was an unusual beauty. Maybe she was tired from walking and found an ordinary place. rest.

Wen Yan shrunk his nose, and exerted more force with his hands, the sticky liquid still flowed out, his eyes were dim, and the smell of blood that seemed to linger at the tip of his nose became unreal.Wen Yan was a little dazed, she knew the consequences of blood loss, but it stands to reason that she just took a blood coagulation pill, so she shouldn't have reached this point yet.

Otherwise, how could she smell the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, which is still so familiar.

The system's voice filled the cracks in her consciousness.

Suddenly a soft brocade belt was stuffed in her hand, her curly eyelashes drooped, Anya's face was so serious, Wen Yan let out a low chuckle in his throat.

The round and soft face was full of seriousness, Anya was ready to get up.She mustered up the courage to face everything below, and she was completely defenseless, so what she never expected was that her subconscious good teammate would suddenly step on her skirt to death.

She staggered and fell to her knees on the wet soil.

It was entirely because her expression of looking back in a daze was too silly, so the muffled smile that Wen Yan tried to hold back failed.

She looked at the muddy face, and breath escaped from the corner of her light-colored lips.

"What, what?" The little princess was confused.

Isn't this plan going to fail...

"Don't go, it's your own." A drawn-out tone came from behind her, "It doesn't matter if you leave now, maybe you can find the way by running around. However, if you meet those guys, remember to go the other way." direction to run."

Anya was stunned, she could hear the relief in the bad words.

And... she turned her head to look at the pale beauty in front of her in a daze.

Although it is not suitable for the work, the little girl who walked out of the remote and lonely place exhausted the Central Plains dialect she had learned all her life, and she could only blushed and said: "You, you really look good!" ah."

After she finished speaking, she blushed from the beauty's low-pitched smile.

For the first time, the little princess who wanted to find a tree stump to hide felt the paleness of words.

For the first time, Luo Hanjue understood what it means to be sore like a swollen chest.

All ears were filled with the faint smile of that person just now, the immature and sincere praise, the gentle and provocative laughter continued, everything was in harmony.Luo Hanjue stood in the dark, where the moonlight couldn't shine, she looked like an unexpected person from outside, she had nothing to do with it, but Luo Hanjue knew that her appearance in the next moment would shatter the beauty of this scene under the moon.

She looked at the leaves under her fingertips, the dew was cold on her fingertips, and her breath was filled with the fresh cold mist after the rain.

Luo Hanjue only felt sad.

She is an outsider, but in the end she will always become an admirer who asks for nothing but doesn't know how important it is.

Don't break His Highness's happiness, the woman in the dark warned her delusion.

Because... this is the best state for getting married.

The gap between the promotion's footsteps and pauses was actually only a moment. Luo Hanjue's tightly clenched fingers loosened when she lifted the thick leaves, and she appeared in front of the two with her usual expression.

The next moment, Luo Hanjue's lips that were about to open and close were soaked in blood in front of her eyes, and her chest full of pain seemed to be tightened by someone.

It should have been as she thought, there were no blood drops and unnecessary smells along the way, at least no one was injured.

This is due to the function of the system, and Nanban's good golden sore medicine powder and blood coagulation pills.

But Luo Hanjue didn't know, a hole was exposed in her heart like the murder weapon pierced into Wen Yan's waist.

She looked at the wound on Wen Yan's waist, and before she knew it, Luo Hanjue had already held her breath.Her pre-prepared remarks were also disrupted by the sudden appearance of strong blood.She stared at the blood red spot so hard that the corners of her eyes turned red, and the veins on her white forehead were already bulging.

Luo Hanjue passed the girl who seemed to be about to say something, squatted down, and put her fingertip on the other blood-red fingertip.But the woman who was filled with anger didn't say a word, and her mouth was extremely dry.

Wen Yan looked at the black-haired head next to her, so close that she could even smell the fragrance of the woman's hair.There is still some frosty smell, as if it was clean after a bath.

For a moment, Wen Yan dismissed the idea of ​​getting closer to Luo Hanjue.

So clean and dirty is not good.

Luo Hanjue is very good at dealing with wounds, so she often heals and bandages herself.It should be very skilled, the woman tore off the clean corner inside, her movements were so light that Wen Yan didn't realize when her waist had been treated.

Wen Yan let go of his hand, the blood had slowly stopped flowing out.

"Hmph, it seems that General Luo's technique is quite good. I just tried and made mistakes for a long time, but I didn't block the exit. It seems that I still don't have the general's dexterity."

Just as Wen Yan was about to continue to say something, he was cut off by a cold voice beside him.

"Okay, I can teach you. As long as His Highness wants to learn, I can teach you anything in the future."

Never, never give up.

The Shura female general, who has always said one thing on the battlefield, already has transparent crystals in the corners of her eyes.

Luo Hanjue remained silent, and there was an outlet for the bitterness and loneliness these days.

At the moment when Wen Yan was injured and might die, she couldn't suppress her fear no matter what.She knew the amount of bleeding, and the danger might not be so urgent in a slightly healthy body, but Wen Yan couldn't bear bumps since she was a child, and the speed of blood clotting was very slow, and it took a long time to cut a fingertip.

Not to mention how much blood Wen Yan lost before she came.

A beautiful woman weeps is always lovable.

Seeing the real blush appearing at the end of her eyes, Wen Yan tentatively tried it out, she tapped on the soft spot that was one knuckle warmer than other places, and gently rubbed the temperature away with her knuckles.

Luo Hanjue subconsciously raised her slender neck to meet the strength, she half-closed her eyes, and her slender hair shook slightly.

Putting down her hands, Wen Yan was relieved to see that the corners of her eyes were not dirty.

Anya was stunned.

She stared blankly at what was happening in front of her, and slowly took a breath.

No one can disturb the beautiful interaction between a pair of lovers at this moment.

Although one of the sick and disabled is really dying.

"Let's go quickly." The eyes of the two beauties stayed on Anya, the girl swallowed her saliva, and pointed to the bleeding wound, "My Jinchuang medicine must be paired with medicinal materials to play its best role. Without timeliness, the wound may leave a scar."

Forgive her, she has no other meaning.

Luo Hanjue had already restrained his emotions, his jade face was indifferent.She carefully supported the injured man's back on her shoulders.

Wen Yan took a breath.

The people under him suddenly relaxed their hard bones, Wen Yan's face leaned against Luo Hanjue's shoulder, and he didn't even feel uncomfortable anymore.

They walked fast, Luo Hanjue had light legs and feet, even with a "burden" on her back, she was no slower than Anya.They were walking on the route Wen Yan said, and no one raised any objections.

The person involved will not joke about his own life.

Anya has been trying to communicate with Wen Yan, as long as there is a slight pause, the girl's crisp voice will sound.

"Be awake, don't sleep."

Every time Anya finished speaking, the female general in front of her picked up a bit of speed.

Until a rugged mountain road, there is a very narrow canyon in front of it, and there is a long bridge in disrepair in the middle.They walked side by side, and at the last step, Luo Hanjue suddenly stopped.

There was a silver light around her waist, and she stared coldly at the darkness of the previous night.

There was no sadness or joy on Luo Hanjue's face.

Just as the little princess at the back wanted to ask, she was pulled away.

In the empty space that moved, there was a soundless cold thorn.

Cold sweat broke out on Anya's back.

There was only a slight pause, and the sound of piercing through the air followed the crowd that appeared and hit their fronts one after another.

Anya gritted her teeth and rolled into the nearby bushes. When she looked back, the group of people had already chased Wen Yan and the others.

The girl turned over from the plaster, showing the speed of being chased by a horse on the grassland, squeezing the last breath in her lungs.

She kept running, kept running.

Until a touch of green appeared in her eyes, Anya bumped into a man head-on, and someone vaguely called her name, she subconsciously pulled out a dagger and pressed it against the man's waist.

"Quick, they're heading for the cliff. Go save them, or I'll kill you."

After saying this, Anya's anger stopped abruptly.

The girl who had been running around in the night for half an hour finally fell asleep.

Liu Di handed the man over to Nanman, and he drew out the knife in his hand.

There was nothing in this man's eyes other than killing intent.

At the last end of the cliff, the moonlight illuminated the chaotic fight of the night.

The woman standing alone on the top of the cliff panted lightly. There were fallen corpses in front of her, and the remaining standing people smelled blood between their teeth. They were both timid and naturally possessed of a man's desire to conquer. They looked at Looking at Luo Hanjue, his eyes flashed viciously and mockingly.Like a nest of poisonous snakes and rats.

Don't look at Luo Hanjue's ability to fight, but the trash on her probably won't last long.

It's the barb on the arrow again, and it's running around like this.However, thinking about it now is almost the same.

About the moment of death of poisonous hair.

Luo Hanjue clenched the handle of the sword tightly, she had to be careful.

There are more, more insidious ones hiding in places where the moonlight cannot see.

Even though the woman's face remained unchanged and no sweat dripped, Luo Hanjue knew in her heart that she had been pushed to the end.

so what?

She must, must kill.

For Ah Yan, even if they die, they will be dragged to hell together.

The woman turned her head to one side, as if gently coaxing, but also comforting.

"You can go out right away. Don't worry, Asagi met me before and said that I made something to eat at night. It should be your favorite dessert. Then I will take you to eat many other things."

Luo Hanjue bit her lips, and the smell of iron rust faintly appeared, "Don't sleep anymore, it will be dawn soon."

wake up...

With a groan on her back, Luo Hanjue's eyes lit up. She was extremely patient, waiting for Wen Yan's answer with her ears attached.

It's all rambling nonsense.

But fortunately, at least Wen Yan is still alive.

The moment the fear relaxed, suddenly, Luo Hanjue felt her shoulders lighten. She was pushed forward by someone, and she happened to miss a dark dart infused with poison.Being so lucky made the Jianghu people who made such insidious moves speechless.

But Luo Hanjue's heart was completely desolate, and there was no luck.Her canthus was completely cracked, and she stretched out her hand to fish it back, but it came to nothing.

In the end, Luo Hanjue only caught one sentence.

"Remember to avenge me."

Others looked again, and another figure on the cliff also disappeared.

They fell down together.

There was a huge sound of falling into the water, and the men in black behind them looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling a little hesitant.

The bottom of the cliff where you can't see the bottom at a glance must be dead without a place to die. It is said that there is a thousand-year-old cold spring below. Is it necessary to chase after it?

But whether to chase or not is not decided by hired killers like them.

The eyes of the crowd in black turned to the last man.

He walked out of the night step by step, and the dim moonlight shone on the scar that ran through his entire face.

The man just said: "Chasing."

"I want to see corpses when I die, and people when I live."

The mountain wind howling through the empty and cold valley was not even as cold as the coldness in Pang Yongyi's eyes.

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Anya Chunchun is a melon eater who got burned