Wearing Pheromone As a Faint King - Chapter 31

Wei Yansi was still in a daze, turning her head from time to time to try to find out. However, the scene was chaotic, and the night was gloomy. It seemed that a huge net covered the crowd and they were frightened and panic.

An unspeakable emotion surged deep in her heart and spread throughout her body, but her brain gradually became clear.

“The county owner.” She stopped.

The thin hand holding her wrist was not loose but tightened, as if casting a hoop curse, causing the blue veins on the back of her hand to swell.

Qu Jinying’s expression was cold and boundless, and her lips stood in the chaos.

“Master Wan,” she gasped, “I’m afraid the Red Lotus Cult will assassinate you… Let’s find a place to hide, just in the alley ahead—”

“If it is for me, I can’t be with you, county lord, you go first.”

Her tone was unprecedentedly stubborn.

Feng He has been behind them, agreeing with her words, drew a short blade from his boots and patted it into Qu Jinying’s palm.

Qu Jinying’s two willow eyebrows were intertwined, and she still refused to let go of her: “The rebel will definitely make an ambush on your way back to the palace, and go back to the Hou Mansion with your concubine.”

“I can’t hurt you.”

“Master Wan—”

“With Fenghe accompanied, I’ll be fine, go back to the palace and immediately tell the internal officer to report you safety.”

“Long live!”

“Don’t fiddle!” Feng He squeezed his fists anxiously.

Wei Yansi broke off the restraint on her wrist, and with the help of Fenghe’s cover, she slipped into the chaotic crowd.

“Ath!”

It was Qu Jinying calling her name.

She stopped in a hurry.

This is the first time Qu Jinying has called her name.

Wei Yansi was shaken, and there was a voice in her heart shouting, follow her, follow her.

But in an instant, her turbid eyes regained clarity, and she looked back and met Qu Jinying’s eyes, nodded, and gave her strength: “Don’t worry.”

Feng He’s powerful arms embraced her, escorting her all the way, never slacking off.

They dared not take the road, and walked through the deep alleys, with a dim yellow light from between the panes, illuminating the direction of their desperate way.

Ahead, someone intercepted them.

It was the man who was rescued from the river by them.

He gave himself to the cold moonlight, his eyes were firm and murderous, like an unbreakable wall.

“Get out of the way!” Feng He held up his long sword, threatening to spread across the scabbard.

“Hand over Emperor Jiayi.” The man’s voice was rough, rolling like a muffled thunder.

“roll!”

“You are a warrior, such a foolish lord is not worthy of your life!”

Feng He’s snort let out a cold snort: “It’s worth it, I have the final say.”

The man jumped up suddenly, the wound on his waist and abdomen opened, dripping blood. But he seemed to lose the pain, and at the same time he rushed towards them, he slammed a long dart fiercely.

“Master, be careful!” Feng He drew his sword, turned his arm around, and blocked it all.

The long dart hit the stone brick, and Wei Yansi could see the lotus pattern engraved on it. With the moonlight, there was a weird charm.

It’s really Red Lotus.

Behind him, seven or eight people jumped out one after another, with a hideous complexion and a murderous look. The huge long sword was covered with blood beads, as if laughing at the innocent souls who were killed by the sword.

Wei Yansi’s breathing lost his regularity, and his back pressed against the wall. Fortunately, Fenghe protected her as always, holding her between his back and the wall.

She smelled the strong smell of blood on his body: “…Are you injured?”

“Small injury.”

“Where did it hurt?”

“Master,” Feng He turned half of his face, with a smile at the corner of his mouth: “That man is also injured. The minion entangles them, you find a chance to run.”

“As for the dark guards, you will arrange for them to follow every time I leave the palace.”

“It’s probably because we ran too fast, and they lost it.”

“…You can leave by yourself.”

“The minion promised someone to protect you well.”

“Who?”

Feng He raised his long sword and pointed at the man’s nose: “The rules of the rivers and lakes, seek revenge and ask for debts, report to the family.”

The man covered his waist and abdomen, his breath was unstable, but he said: “Geng Wangshu.”

Wei Yansi’s mind buzzed.

Very special name, she will never forget it in her life.

She was confused and raised her voice: “Geng family in Yuzhou, Geng Wangshu?”

“Heh, Junjun, do you recognize me?” Geng Wangshu raised his eyebrows.

Of course, I recognize that the original heroine wandered around the rivers and lakes after being wiped out, befriended countless warriors, embarked on the glorious path of conspiracy, and finally united with Qu Jinying to take the throne.

Wei Yansi advances by retreating: “A good fellow Geng, I know that you have been wronged, and I promise you that I will thoroughly investigate this matter, and return your innocence to the Geng family, and make you feel wronged.”

“Being less pretentious,” Geng Wangshu roared lowly like an injured beast. “Tonight, I’m going to say for you, so that you can pay for your debts!” ​​He shook his dart again, compared to his previous strength. More violent and violent, there was a sharp whistle that pierced the air.

“You are killing innocent people, and you still have a face full of benevolence and morality.” Fenghe’s sword movement was obviously slower than a half beat, and a dart struck his right arm.

The others said excitedly: “He has an unstable sword! Let’s go together.”

Wei Yansi’s heart sank to the bottom.

Several long darts and seven or eight-handled broadswords pierced all over, Fenghe’s long sword drew a regular arc, and the cold weapon made a clanging sound when it collided.

“Don’t entangle him too much. The officers and soldiers are about to come and kill Wujun.” Geng Wangshu was kicked by Feng He’s wound, and he retreated several steps.

But the **** smell on Fenghe’s body only increased.

Wei Yansi’s respiratory tract was tightening: “…Fenghe, let’s go.”

“Hurray, cough cough, hide well.”

“You will die.”

“Then die.”

Feng He was a little weak, his knees bent, leaving a good opportunity, someone slashed at Wei Yansi.

Only feeling a chill in the vest, Wei Yansi’s closed eyelashes trembled, and then opened it, and saw Feng He cut off the opponent’s head. The hot blood was sprayed violently because of loss of control, dyeing Feng He’s whole face red. Face.

The head was like a big ball of meat. It fell to the ground and jumped twice, and rolled to the feet of the people, in exchange for a more ferocious counterattack. Geng Wangshu’s dart flew for the third time and pierced it this time. Feng He holds the sword’s right hand.

Feng He’s sword fell, and the man fell, with blood bleeding at the corners of his mouth, but he stared at Geng Wangshu angrily: “You dare to kill the king!”

Wei Yansi’s robe was soaked in cold sweat, she squatted and pressed against Fenghe’s wound, while Geng Wangshu was approaching step by step, fast and fast, she quickly grabbed the long sword, worked hard and stabbed On the original wound of Geng Wangshu, he pulled it out again.

Everything came too fast, not her intention, but the body’s instinct to survive.

She dropped the sword, her legs became weak, and Geng Wangshu really fell.

But I didn’t give her time to breathe, her eyes were cracked, and she was madly trying to take her life. They surrounded her without leaving any chance to escape. Seven or eight long knives dangling brightly, reflecting the silver The moonlight and the bright red all over the floor.

Feng He held on to the wall, stubbornly trying to get up, but he vomited a big mouthful of blood. This time he fell down and he never got up again, as if he was asleep.

Based on the situation, Wei Yansi judged that there was no need for a dying struggle, stood up straight, and bothered them to pick up and drop the knife as much as possible.

“Bah, how can you die so easily.”

“Keep your life and torture you slowly.”

“Cut off one of your ears first, then dig out one of your eyes, and cut off your flesh piece by piece…”

There were waves in Wei Yansi’s eyes, and cold sweat quietly dripped down the tail of her eyebrows.

Everyone slammed her head against the wall and hit him with gold stars. Before she could react, the cold blade was already attached to her ear, sliding slowly.

It hurts, blood creeps along the pinna into the neckline.

She is not a rough guy who can bear the pain, panting hard, no matter how hard she struggles, she doesn’t say anything to beg for mercy.

After wearing a book, you will die before you have enough addiction. The most unfortunate thing is that you haven’t held Qu Jinying’s golden thighs.

That girl should be home, she promised to let the internal officer report her safety…

—Presumptuous… I’m the empress in the palace.

-Concubine’s body Qu Jinying, pay homage to Long live. Long live my emperor long live long live long live

—Brother Yan.

—You have changed a lot…softer than when you were a kid.

—Who do you want to send the paper boat to?

—Ath.

The moment she called her name, the night wind was soft and everything was shining brightly.

“My son, my son.” A gentle force shook her slightly.

It felt like sleeping on a small boat, the blue waves swayed and swayed the hull, which made her head fascinated, and the aroma of mint and jasmine floated finely.

Her dilated pupils refocused, and a familiar face slammed into her eyes, with melancholy, bitterness, and desolateness, but her eyebrows were still gentle, full of the power of the grass breaking through the ground in the late spring.

It’s the girl who called her name.

“Why are you back?” She was lying in Qu Jinying’s arms right now.

Qu Jinying looked at her dimly with teary eyes: “…Help.”

Wei Yansi’s facial features were startled: “Quick…Save Fenghe.”

She sat up tremblingly, looking at the fighting in front of her-Qu Jinyao led the long follower of the Hou Mansion, fighting to the death of the Red Lotus Sect.

As for Feng He, he lay motionless as usual.

She staggered over and probed his breath. The big rock hanging in her heart fell down, and she was still angry.

A false alarm, a false alarm.

“Master Wan, we are farther away, the sword has no eyes, be careful of hurting you.” Qu Jinying said.

The long followers of the Hou Mansion were all military commanders. They were the most brave and fortitude. They were red eyes in three or two strokes. With the advantage of the large number of people, they severely suppressed the people, but they are not vegetarian, act. Flexible and agile, seeing that the general situation is over, he is not confronting him, and he will kill all of them towards Wei Yansi, and he will not hesitate to lay down his life.

This trick went the other way, and caught everyone off guard.

Qu Jinyao was shocked: “Long live, stay away!”

Qu Jinying pushed her away and slapped her palm against the turbulent sword energy. Unfortunately, it was too late and was chopped in the back when she turned around.

The blade slit the bamboo-blue long skirt, accompanied by the sound of cracking flesh.

Qu Jinying’s entire body slid away, and fell into a pool of blood. The blood stained her bamboo-blue dress, and her life passed by, her face was fragile like a piece of thin paper.

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