After Yuan Mingkong finished speaking, his expression became much calmer. His sister's condition was like a fish bone stuck in her throat. Although it is not fatal, you can clearly feel the discomfort caused by its presence every time you swallow. Occasionally spitting out a mouthful of bloody phlegm will disturb his mind.
Especially as a prince, he had many things he couldn't control, but he couldn't do anything about it.
The Zhao family, from which Zhao Rang was born, was an absolutely wealthy family in the northern territory of Dawei, so he also understood some of the disputes in the Dawei royal family.
Now among the emperor's ten children, there are six princes, each of whom has been granted the title of king. Only the seventh prince's fiefdom is in the south of Dawei.
With the current situation of Dawei, the fiefdom is in the south, which means there is no such thing!
In other words, although Yuan Mingkong holds the title of prince, he has the weakest foundation among the princes. Thinking about it, it was a helpless choice for him to join the Investigation Department and serve as the deputy commander of the Shadow Guard.
Instead of drifting like duckweed, it is better to make your attitude clear. After joining the Investigation Department, all he did was shady things, and the words "upright and upright" were no longer related. It was equivalent to telling all the brothers that he had no regard for the position of the crown prince, and only wanted to be a down-to-earth person. Wei do something.
I didn't expect that Yuan Mingkong could be so thorough at such a young age. But Zhao Rang knew that this kind of thoroughness was realized through extreme pain! If you can't stand absolute loneliness, you won't be able to achieve fundamental clarity. That's the way this world is. Before you want to get something, you have to figure out how much chips you can give up.
Zhao Rang sighed for a while, and when he looked at Yuan Mingkong again, he had already turned his back and looked out the window.
"Do you know what medicine can cure him?"
Yuan Mingkong shook his head.
The shadow guard who originally provided the information was stationed in the Chagan Tologai slum area. Nowadays, there is no one left, Qing Qing Shuang, no matter how great Yuan Mingkong is, he can't make the dead speak.
"Since we don't know, why don't we just move forward?"
Zhao Rang put his hand on his shoulder and said.
"Go forward, where are you going?"
Yuan Mingkong asked puzzledly.
"Didn't I just say? Go to the Gold and Silver Sea!"
Zhao Rang said.
"As the deputy commander of the Shadow Guards, you should know what the consequences will be if that bullshit divine sect possesses Tongtian Pills in large quantities, right? And since Jinyin Lake is so impressive, maybe it can cure Yuan Kexin's obsession. The medicine is there too!"
Zhao Rang continued.
Yuan Mingkong was a little moved when he heard what Zhao Rang said. He moved his lips a few times and said:
"Why do you continue?"
Zhao Rang didn't seem to understand Yuan Mingkong's words and gave him a confused look.
"You already know that I came to the Western Region purely for selfish reasons, and not for the so-called family, country, and world... In some respects, I even lied to you!"
Zhao Rang looked at Yuan Mingkong with disdain, but quickly calmed down his expression and said calmly:
"Because I am also a little selfish!"
Yuan Mingkong asked curiously:
"What selfish motives do you have?"
He knew that Zhao Rang was going to bullshit him again, but he still wanted to hear what Zhao Rang would say this time.
"Tongtian Pill is so evil. I want to see if it exists! If it exists, destroy it. If it doesn't, go home and drink and sleep happily!"
Yuan Mingkong was a little disappointed, even a little ashamed of himself.
This time Zhao Rang didn't bullshit, he could tell that this was Zhao Rang's true thoughts.
In comparison to love, he is a bit selfish. The second generation ancestor of an aristocratic family has such a public heart, but as a prince, he has no responsibility for his subjects...
At this moment, Yuan Mingkong really wanted to stand in the wilderness, take a deep breath, and then shout loudly to relieve the turbid energy in his heart!
Suddenly I thought, what does it matter whether it is a wilderness or not? The turbidity in my heart was all caused by my own imagination. Thinking about Zhao Rang's words again in his mind, Yuan Mingkong felt that he had never been more excited than at this moment!
"Zhao Rang!"
Yuan Mingkong shouted with a loud voice, especially since Zhao Rang was only one foot away from him, he was immediately startled!
Before Zhao Rang's curse words came out of his mouth, Yuan Kexin suddenly fell to the ground with a "thud".
The two hurried over and saw Ye Sanniang's two fingers already on Yuan Kexin's pulse.
"It's still the same old problem! Come on, help her to the bed!"
Yuan Mingkong picked up his sister and placed her gently on the bed.
Ximen Dazhuang brought a chair and placed it beside the bed to facilitate Ye Sanniang's diagnosis and treatment.
"I am not a doctor, so I can only use my own strength to help her resist."
Yuan Mingkong nodded.
He knows Yuan Kexin's situation better than anyone else.
Fortunately, judging from Ye Sanniang's martial arts cultivation, her own energy has been refined to an extremely pure level. In Yuan Kexin's body, it can be as effective as one against a hundred. This is why Yuan Kexin can sustain it for so long. The key.
But using Qi to transfer people in this way also takes a great toll on Ye Sanniang herself. And as Yuan Kexin's condition gradually worsened, more and more were needed. At the beginning, Ye Sanniang's energy was like a thread, coming in slowly and taking effect after a while. But now, even if it takes half a stick of incense to pour in, it is still like a mud cow sinking into the sea.
Ye Sanniang concentrated on helping Yuan Kexin resist, while the other three people retreated and protected the formation.
The sky, which was already bright outside, suddenly became gloomy.
Lightning flashed and thunder struck!
Where the white light flickered, Zhao Rang saw a figure suddenly appear under the courtyard wall.
Before Zhao Rang could see clearly, the world became dim again.
Until the second flash of white light, Zhao Rang saw that this man was already standing in the middle of the yard.
He was wrapped in a pitch black robe, with his arms wrapped in it, leaving only his neck and head exposed. And on his face, he actually wore a mask of a ghost king with a green face and fangs, and at the corners of his open mouth, there were drops of bright red blood, which was very lifelike!
The robe wrapped around his body made the man's figure look even thinner, like a chopstick stuck on the ground.
The candles in the house were extinguished by the wind that blew in just now. Zhao Rang fumbled, took out the flint from the drawer, "sizzled" and lit the candle wick again. The warm light filled the whole room again, and everyone felt a little relieved.
Zhao Rang turned around and walked to Ye Sanniang's side, standing quietly.
Ye Sanniang, who was concentrating on giving Yuan Kexin a breath, noticed someone in front of her and slowly opened her eyes.
"Lady boss, please lend me your knife!"
Ye Sanniang took out the knife from its sheath, handed it to Zhao Rang with her backhand, and said:
"Good boss!"
Zhao Rang grinned, then turned to Yuan Mingkong and said:
"Watch your sister!"
Then he said to Ximen Dazhuang:
"Watch your brother!"
Friends of friends are, of course, friends. Brothers of brothers are naturally brothers. Before this, Ximen Dazhuang's only brother was Zhao Rang, but now he has Yuan Mingkong.
"Don't worry brother!"
As soon as Ximen Dazhuang said the last word, Zhao Rang had already opened the door and walked out.
It started to rain outside.
The rain suddenly became heavy the moment Zhao Rang went out.
The water drops dripping from the eaves have formed a line, which looks like a bead curtain from a distance.
Such a heavy rain seemed to wipe out the entire world!
Zhao Rang suddenly discovered something that he had never noticed before.
That is, the heavier the rain, the less it will affect the view.
He doesn't like raining because he doesn't like holding an umbrella. In fact, what Zhao Rang dislikes the most is staying in the house. If you don't hold an umbrella on a rainy day, your whole body will be wet and your clothes will stick to your body, which is extremely uncomfortable.
Of course, Zhao Rang can also choose to take a carriage. There are many carriages in the Zhao family, but he doesn't like them either, because riding in a carriage requires a driver to drive the carriage, which means he has an extra pair of eyes, always paying attention to his every move. So he blamed all his dislike on the rain.
But sometimes, people have to face things they don't like. The more you dislike it, the more you have to face it! It seemed like God was teasing me on purpose.
Zhao Rang walked out of the eaves step by step, stood in the rain, and looked at the person in front of him calmly.
There was a long sword slung on his back, with the hilt protruding from his shoulder. Zhao Rang had already recognized this man's identity.
The sword this man used was the long sword used by the Blood Eagle warriors in West Wind Lie. However, the Snow Eagle warrior's sword is usually placed in front of him, and no one carries it cross-body behind his back. Because the action of drawing the sword backhand will be slower than drawing the sword from the front.
And since this man dares to carry the sword behind his back, it means that this is the fastest way for him to draw the sword.
The two looked at each other for a moment, then took a step forward in mutual understanding.
The raindrops fell on the spot between the two of them, but they fell silently.
A vigorous confrontation has begun between Zhao Rang and this person.
The dripping rainwater has been stirred up by the energy before it hits the ground.
This kind of confrontation is invisible to outsiders. Only the two people involved in the confrontation know how dangerous it is.
Zhao Rang's energy stretched for a long time, like ocean waves, one after another, endless. But the opponent's strength is like the rocks on the shore. Although the waves are constantly washing and crashing, the rocks are motionless and stand firm.
It wasn't until the rain fell between the two again that the battle for strength between the two ended in a draw.
The opponent pulled out the long sword on his back. The strange thing was that his sword was just hovering in the air, with sword energy flowing all over his body. The rainwater was splashed and flew out, turning into powerful steel balls.
"Buzz..."
Between heaven and earth, there was a leisurely hum.
Faint but lasting.
Zhao Rang's ears moved, and in the sound of the sword, he heard a harmonious and harmonious meaning. It looks like a newly thawed glacier. Although the water flow is not yet fast, it is powerful and unstoppable.
This is the most common sight in nature. As long as the seasons continue to rotate, it will happen again and again every year.
Suddenly, Zhao Rang suddenly remembered a poem and whispered softly:
"The grass on the Lili Plain dries up and flourishes every year. The wild fire cannot burn it out, but it grows again when the spring breeze blows."
His voice was very soft and spoke very slowly, but it still reached the other party's ears across the noisy rain curtain.
Zhao Rang saw his hand shaking slightly, and his momentum paused.
Then, he actually put down his sword and reached out to take off the Ghost King mask on his face.
