Han Changmu's eyes flashed. From this point of view, this place is amazing, and the man who found this place and dug a cave can be called a clever and clever man. After all, he is a normal person. Man, who would think of digging a hiding cave in such a place.
The thick smell of blood hit his face, making people feel a sense of ominousness.
Wang Xian put Wang You on the ground, stopped Han Changmu, and said cautiously: "My lord, I will go and take a look first."
He had just taken a few steps when a few soft rustling sounds were heard in front of him. His expression became stern and his body suddenly turned slightly.
At the same time, a gust of wind carrying a strong smell of blood swept in. The sound of the sword was soft and the sword energy was sharp. It grazed Wang Xian's cheek and opened a small bloody gash on his lower jaw.
"Oh, fuck!" Wang Xian wiped his chin, and there was wet blood on his fingertips. He angrily pulled out the short knife and blocked it, making a crisp clang.
He gripped the dagger tightly and stabbed with his backhand neatly. The cold light and moonlight reflected each other on the face of the visitor.
Han Changmu saw clearly the appearance of the person coming from a distance, his expression changed, and with a flick of two fingers, a stone shot towards the direction of the two of them.
There was only a clanging sound, and the stone hit the short knife that Wang Xian thrust out. The blade deflected and missed the point.
"Wang Xian! Stop, we are one of our own, don't hurt anyone!" Han Changmu shouted loudly and flew over.
Wang Xian was so frightened by Han Changmu's intimidation that he loosened his grip and dropped the dagger to the ground. The tip of the knife almost hit his foot.
He turned around and said aggrievedly: "Sir, don't bring such a scary person!"
As soon as the visitor heard Han Changmu's voice, he immediately threw his long sword to the ground, rushed up quickly, unexpectedly hugged Han Changmu's thigh, and cried miserably and aggrievedly: "Brother, brother, brother, brother, You finally came to save me, you scared me to death, look, my, my pants are all wet."
Upon hearing this, Wang Xian glanced at Wang You, and seeing Wang You nodding awkwardly, he also turned his head away in embarrassment.
Is this the person he knows? Is he Han Changmu's younger brother, the seventh son of King Han?
Damn it, how could the King of Han, a generation of military generals, raise such a useless son!
He felt that his understanding of the family of military commanders had been overturned overnight.
Han Changmu was obviously more embarrassed than Wang Xian and Wang You. He grabbed Han Changyun's collar, lifted it up, and forced out an ugly smile: "Get up, how can you cry like this?"
"You're still talking about me. Who made you come so late? I'm scared to death." Han Changyun cried so hard that he wiped away the tears on his face with his dirty hands, and wiped away the tears with his dirty hands. Yes, I wiped my face into a big painted face.
Han Changmu's mouth twitched slightly. Looking at Han Changyun who was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud, he simply couldn't control his hands and wanted to slap him hard.
He endured and endured, and then he forced his raised hand down, pressed his twitching forehead, and shouted loudly: "Get up!!"
Han Changyun was so frightened that he trembled and quickly got up from the ground.
Cheng Chaoyan had already heard the noise, covered his arms, and limped out of the cave to greet him. He looked at Han Changmu and saluted with mixed emotions: "I have met Mr. Secretary."
Before she finished her sentence, there was already a hint of sobriety in her voice.
Han Changmu took a deep look at Cheng Chaoyan and saw the hand she was covering her arm with blood constantly flowing out from between her fingers, dripping to the ground. He walked towards the cave calmly. Asked: "Who else is in the cave, and what is the situation now?"
Cheng Chaoyan endured the pain and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Bao and Leng Shaoyin also suffered some minor injuries. Mr. Gu's injury is the most serious. We will continue to study and treat them."
As soon as he reached the entrance of the cave, Han Changmu smelled the extremely heavy smell of blood. He nodded, his voice became solemn, and he reprimanded coldly: "What's going on with His Highness, the King of Han? There are so many of you, how can you not protect His Highness? "
Cheng Chaoyan's expression froze, he turned around and glared at Han Changyun who was following him, pursed his lips and said nothing.
Han Changyun was stared at with such hateful eyes that his back was like a thorn, and he shrank his neck with guilt.
Han Changmu noticed that Cheng Chaoyan and Han Changyun were just watching the lawsuit. He turned around and glanced at the two of them. He frowned and asked, "What's wrong? What do you think he did? Does His Highness the King of Han's arrest have anything to do with him?"
When Han Changyun heard this, he immediately scratched his neck, blushed and screamed: "I'm not, I don't, it has nothing to do with me."
"It has nothing to do with you, it's you who caused it!!" A rustling of footsteps spread from the cave to the outside. Leng Linjiang limped out, leaning on a crooked branch, and stared at Han Changyun, his eyes wide. Turning red, he scolded angrily, almost biting off a piece of Han Changyun's flesh with hatred: "Jiuzhao, it's him, it's you, the seventh brother, who caused this. How did your father come out as such a good-for-nothing son? We all ran away in the first place. Oh no, he couldn't run or walk very far. He sprained his foot after running a few steps. He was caught up by the water bandit just like that. If he hadn't been your brother, I would have suspected that he was a water bandit. The bandit sent a spy!!"
Han Changmu stared at Han Changyun coldly, sighed angrily, helped Leng Linjiang slowly walk into the cave, and ordered Cheng Chaoyan and Wang Xian to guard outside the cave.
The cave was not big, so a few people squeezed in, and it suddenly became a bit crowded. For fear of attracting the attention of the water bandits, a few people did not light a fire, and the cave was quite cold and damp.
Li Sheng was leaning in the leeward corner, covered with a coat, his eyes were tightly closed, his face was pale and his lips were pale and bloodless.
Bao Cheng sat next to Li Sheng and kept wiping the cold sweat on his forehead. The more he wiped, the more anxious he became. When he saw Han Changmu walking in, he leaned forward with sad eyes and opened his mouth with difficulty: "Master Han, His Royal Highness the King of Han and A Yao..."
He hesitated to speak, he was so sad that he could hardly speak.
His grief was not limited to Xie Mengxia and Yao Yao, but what was even more sad was that these people in front of him had lost the King of Han. He didn't even dare to think about what kind of emperor's thunderous wrath he would face when he returned.
Han Changmu patted Bao Cheng's shoulder comfortingly and asked Leng Linjiang in a low voice: "Tell me carefully what was going on at that time."
Leng Linjiang was stunned for a moment and looked outside the cave: "What, do you think something is wrong?"
Han Changmu nodded: "It's not because Xiaoqi is my brother that I speak for him. Although he is usually a playboy, he still cherishes his life at critical moments. There is no way he can't run away."
Han Changyun cried with joy, his tears rolled down suddenly, and he couldn't wipe them clean: "Let me just say, it has nothing to do with me, I am innocent, I am very afraid of death, why can't I run away, I only hated my parents for giving me I lost two legs."
Han Changmu glared at Han Changyun fiercely: "That's not because you are usually lazy and neglect to practice!!"
Leng Linjiang thought solemnly for a moment, and recalled the situation at that time with a frown: "After we ran out of the cottage, everything went smoothly at first, but then the Seventh Young Master fell and twisted his foot, which delayed us for a while. The water bandits caught up with us. A Yao and Mr. Gu tried their best to protect us and ran out. They found that His Highness was missing. At that time, A Yao was the only one uninjured. She asked us to go down the mountain to find you quickly and then turned back to look for you. Your Highness."
Han Changmu's eyebrows were furrowed, and he turned around and asked Han Changyun, "Why did you fall at that time?"
Han Changyun shook his head in confusion: "I don't know, I have been running very smoothly. Brother, you know, I am not good at other kung fu, but I am very good at Qing Gong."
Hearing this, Leng Linjiang sneered disdainfully: "I think you did it on purpose."
Han Changyun retorted: "Which of your eyes saw me on purpose!"
"Okay, stop arguing, save some energy." Bao Cheng showed a rare hint of courage, shouted low, and said hesitantly: "Master Secretary, when Young Master Han Qi fell, Leng Shaoyin I didn’t see the situation in front of me. I was following Young Master Han Qi. I could see clearly that Mr. Cheng Qi was in front of Young Master Han Qi.”
Several people were silent for a while. Cheng Chaoyan couldn't have deliberately tripped Han Changyun to delay time. Why did she do this? What is the picture?
Could it be that he was plotting to take Xie Meng Xia's life?
Han Changmu's eyes lit up and he asked urgently: "Yun Gui, how long has it been since His Highness has been missing?"
Leng Linjiang pinched his fingers and said, "It's time to burn incense."
Han Changmu's eyes flashed with sternness, and he stood up suddenly: "I can't delay any longer, I'll go up the mountain right now."
"Hey, wait, Jiuchao, wait." Leng Linjiang asked in confusion: "Are you the only one going up the mountain? Where are the others? There are hundreds of water bandits in the village. You It is difficult for one person to defeat many people, so if you go up like this, you are not going to save people, you are looking for death."
Han Changmu was stunned for a moment, then turned around and leaned in Leng Linjiang's ear, telling him everything about the Yulin army at the foot of the mountain.
Leng Linjiang's expression suddenly changed, and he murmured at the corners of his lips for a long time: "What do they want to do?"
Han Changmu narrowed his eyes: "Bringing tung oil up the mountain is nothing more than murder and arson."
Leng Linjiang felt as if he had been struck by lightning. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and slapped his thigh heavily: "Let's go, I'll go with you."
Han Changmu glanced at Leng Linjiang's bleeding leg and asked, "Is your leg okay?"
Leng Linjiang nodded: "Okay, it's a matter of life. If I can't save His Highness, I won't be able to live a stable life."
Bao Cheng struggled for a long time, raised his head and said calmly: "I'll go too, I won't hold you back."
Han Changyun looked at a few people, assessed the risks of going up the mountain and staying here, and said angrily: "Then, I'd better stay here, so as not to delay."
Han Changmu grinded his teeth, nodded, called Cheng Chaoyan and others in, and ordered: "In a moment, Mr. Cheng Qi, Mr. Gu Qi, Wang You and Xiao Qi will stay. Leng Shaoyin and I will go up the mountain to rescue people."
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