When he took over the position of Lord of Yunzhong City from Qiu Moyuan, he always thought that he was powerful enough to protect everyone and everything. Even everyone around him thought so.
For many years, he has used his greatest strength to protect this position. Even if so many changes happened in the middle, he has never been afraid.
But until he met the old man who took care of him again, the sadness that had been hidden in Ranchen's heart for so long finally found a place to be released. Yes, everyone had forgotten that Ranchen, who was so powerful that everyone depended on him, had originally He is just a young man who has just turned twenty.
At that moment, his heart, which he felt was about to collapse, regained support.
Some old hands touched the blade of the Jishi Knife, but the former Yunzhong City Lord felt that everything seemed like a world away. This magical weapon shining with a faint blue light seemed to feel the aura of its former master, and it began to stir uneasily.
"I didn't expect you were still thinking about me."
Qiu Moyuan smiled slightly. Ji Shi Dao seemed to understand the words of its former master, and gradually returned to calm in his hands.
"Master, it is useless for me to be a disciple. I will never be able to pick up this Ji Shi Dao again."
In the dilapidated wooden house on the barren mountain, the young man who had always been cool and handsome could not help but fall on his lap.
"Silly boy," Qiu Moyuan couldn't help but stretched out his hand and gently stroked the back of Ranchen's head, "Originally, I passed on the Jishi Dao to you just to cure your leg disease. Now that you can move without any hindrance, it has been completed. He fulfilled his mission. But I didn’t know that so many things had happened during my absence.”
Seeing that all the young people in the room were looking a little gray, Qiu Moyuan sighed heartbrokenly.
"It seems that the covenant between me and the late emperor has expired."
"Only gentlemen can keep their covenants." Wen Jirou said coldly from the side, "The covenant you made with Mingfeng at a huge price was still destroyed in his hands."
"I..." Qiu Moyuan was speechless for a moment.
Although he and Xian Lin have been living in seclusion by the Yellow River these years, he still knows more or less what Ranchen has been through. His eyes fell on a woman in the house. Although she was a little embarrassed, she exuded That deserted temperament really made him feel so familiar, like the woman he met many years ago.
Qiu Moyuan felt a little clear at the moment. He had already known that Ranchen would meet Ayouduo's child again, so she was the one who wanted to come, but he didn't know that they would still be together.
"Okay, let's talk about these things in the future," Ranchen seemed to sense that something was not right in the atmosphere, and spoke first, "The most urgent thing is that we must first find a way to solve the current problem."
"Do you have a plan?"
"Based on what I know about him, he will definitely come to Yunzhong City when he sees Fan Zi." After talking about important matters, Wen Jirou immediately retracted her slightly mocking eyes and began to analyze seriously.
"Then the question is, what should we do after leading the saints up to Yunzhong City?"
Wen Jirou looked into Ranchen's eyes, his figure reflected in those dark brown eyes.
"Die in front of him."
"What--
What crazy nonsense are you talking about-"
For a moment, everyone in the room became excited.
Ranchen raised his hand and motioned for everyone to calm down: "Calm down first. I think he must have his own ideas."
"I have thought about it for a long time, and I think what you said makes sense." Wen Jirou stared at the person in front of her for a moment, "I supported Xiao Yanjing to rise to power, so I naturally know how ruthless he is, but to the people, he is indeed He is indeed a wise king."
"I think you chose him in the first place partly because you valued his sincerity for the people."
A faint but sinister smile suddenly appeared on Wen Jirou's lips: "I was not a good person back then. What I valued at that time was just that he had more brains than his idiot brothers. .”
When the old city lord of Yunzhong City saw his former children again, there was already a commotion in the Xuanwei Army in Yunzhong City.
All the military doctors gathered in front of Gongsun He's room, pacing back and forth.
A loud sound came from inside the house.
The person outside the door was excited.
"Get out." A roar came from inside the house.
A middle-aged doctor carried a medicine box and hurriedly ran out as if running away. People outside the door immediately surrounded him.
He seemed to still have lingering fear and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve.
"How about it?"
Looking at the eyes of everyone looking at him expectantly, he could only shake his head.
"What kind of poison is it?"
An older doctor couldn't help but stamp his feet.
The colleagues around them shook their heads. The doctors who followed the army to practice medicine actually dealt with skin injuries most of the time. Now with such weird signs of poisoning, they were really helpless.
"It has been more than ten days. If this continues, the general may not be able to hold on any longer."
On the bed in the house, Gongsun He's whole body was soaked with sweat from the severe pain in his heart, but at this time, the fear in his heart was already greater than the pain in his body.
If the Holy One didn't believe Sun Tian's words, if the Holy One didn't care about his life or death, then he might really die this time.
Gongsun He was shivering on the bed, and it was hard to tell whether the sweat streaming down his pale face was due to physical pain or inner fear.
I don’t know how long time has passed, but the sky outside seems to have darkened.
The pain in his body finally seemed to subside a little. Gongsun He lay on the bed, breathing heavily.
"I haven't seen you for a few days. General Gongsun is in a very embarrassed state."
A playful voice sounded from the darkness. Gongsun He trembled all over and immediately jumped up from the bed.
There was no light in the room at night, but the moonlight coming in from the window still allowed him to clearly see the people in the room.
Those young eyes looked at him coldly.
When did he come in?
Gongsun He suddenly felt a chill on his back.
"Gongsun He, Gongsun He, I really have high expectations for you."
It was like an icy wind blowing on his sweaty back. Gongsun He felt that the blood in his body was about to freeze.
With a "pop" sound, a small flame lit up in the darkness.
Lin Yu lit the candle lamp on the table, and the dim light illuminated the shadows of the people sitting at the table.
Gongsun He fell from the bed to the ground with a "thump", making the person sitting in the dark frown.
"I don't know the Holy Spirit to the end, and my crime deserves death."
"You really deserve to die," Xiao Yanjing looked at the man lying on the ground with complicated eyes, "The Xuanwei Army has such a large number of people, but you can't even catch a single person, and let him join the Xuanwei Army as if he was alone. Jing, look at what you look like now."
The man wearing only obscene clothes lay on the ground, shivering, his hands still showing pale traces from the pain.
Xiao Yanjing played with the jade bone fan in his hand, and when the weak candlelight shone on it, it emitted a faint green light.
He tilted his head slightly, and a strand of hair fell down from his forehead, blocking his eyes.
Wen Jirou, Wen Jirou, you are really not an ordinary person. No matter what the situation is, you seem to have a way to escape. Even now, you have a way to force me to come here.
Xiao Yanjing's hand holding the jade bone fan unconsciously exerted force, and even he himself did not notice that the cold fan bone had cut a bloody mark on his palm.
Since getting to know him, Xiao Yanjing has seen him holding this fan all the time. The cold light emitting from the fan bone all hints that it is a good weapon.
"Mr. Wen's fan looks very special."
The rain fell very hard during the rainy season, and it fell to the ground with crackling sounds along the corners of the pavilion.
But such a rainy day is the time when Xiao Yanjing feels most at ease.
Wen Jirou gently waved the fan in her hand. The wind brought by the jade bone fan seemed to be cooler than ordinary fans.
"There are many people who want to kill me, so I have to have some weapons for self-defense."
The heavy rain made the surrounding scenery a little blurry, only crackling sounds could be heard, and even Wen Jirou's words became a little intermittent.
"Since Mr. Wen is so powerful, why not find some good self-defense weapons for me?"
Xiao Yanjing looked at the jade bone fan in his hand and suddenly asked.
"Your Majesty has me, so there is no need to worry about safety," Wen Jirou smiled lightly, "But if there is a chance in the future, I will definitely find some good weapons for Your Majesty."
The wind of heavy rain brought up the gentle long hair, and the silvery snow-like hair was about to blend into the misty and hazy sky.
During those years of getting along with him, Xiao Yanjing naturally knew how much Wen Jirou valued this fan, so when Sun Tian took the fan to the imperial city overnight to find him, he changed his mind.
The jade bone fan placed on the table in front of him still emitted a cold light, just like it had every time he saw it in the past years, and it also reminded him of his master's face.
Xiao Yanjing's face turned gloomy.
The man crawling in the center of the hall seemed to feel the murderous aura coming from the front, and he crawled even lower.
"You said that he not only joined the Xuanwei Army, but also poisoned Gongsun He and asked you to bring this fan to me?"
"Yes," Sun Tian's voice trembled a little, but he tried hard to control his voice, "He said that if you want my life and Ranchen's life, come to Yunzhong City by yourself."
Wen Jirou, Wen Jirou, I didn’t expect that after so many years, your arrogance has not changed at all. Do you know that it is your arrogant attitude that makes me want to kill you more and more.
I just want to see, does God favor you, a person of unknown origin, or me, the destined one?
"Eunuch Li, inform Manager Lin that it seems we are going south."
