Chapter 192
Zhao Shuang breathed a sigh of relief, all the sergeants outside the door saluted Yang Xuan, and the leader rushed to them with two sergeants.

"My lord, my concubine!" Ming Jingchao and the two cupped their fists to salute, seeing Zhao Shuang carrying Cheng Qian on his back, suddenly felt a pain in his heart, "Cheng Shaoqing, he..."

"Shuang'er, let Mingjing carry Cheng Shaoqing on his back." Yang Xuan turned to look at Zhao Shuang, his eyes full of distress.

With her small body, she tried all her strength to carry Cheng Qian's tall body on her back, almost as if she was about to be crushed.

Zhao Shuang just looked forward firmly, took a step forward, gritted his teeth and said, "No, I want myself to remember today's vendetta."

"Princess, my subordinate will help you..." Ming Jing followed up, and wanted to help her lift, but was pushed away by her palm.

"Shuang'er..." Yang Xuan could only quietly follow her, watching her walk slowly towards the door.

A sincere sense of powerlessness enveloped Yang Xuan's whole body from top to bottom.

The woman in front of her was full of hostility, but her thin body contained enormous power. The shy face that was as gorgeous as a peach blossom in the past was now like a millennium-year-old ice.

The Black Moon Palace was quiet, the medicine people didn't move, and a guard didn't show up, so they left alone.

The sky is snowing, the sky and the earth are white, and the sun is even more dazzling.

In the palace on the second floor.

The snow-white sunlight passed through the white jade window lattice and sprinkled on the glazed table.

A man of a foreign race wearing a royal blue northern open collar was sitting on a soft couch in front of the window, watching the row of black armored cavalry leave.

The sunlight gilded his profile, his light-colored hair turned pale gold, and the original deep and sharp pupils gleamed, seeming to be tainted with a gentle and affectionate atmosphere.

"My lord, why didn't the lord let the medicine men's corps stop them?" Qing Wu was standing beside him, holding a gourd ladle in his hand, adding water to a white porcelain vase. In the vase was a rouge-colored plum blossom, the buds of which had not yet bloomed. , "They killed my horse breeder."

"It's just a horse breeder, you just go find another one." Thinking of the back of the woman when she carried Cheng Qian's body and left, Xiao Yan unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, "Let them go, she will Come back again. She can't let go of this grudge."

"But she hates you even more now..." Qing Wu held up the ladle, paused and continued, "Hate you and me, in the future I'm afraid... she won't marry you even if she dies."

"Of course I have a way to make her obedient." Xiao Yan rested his chin on one hand and stared blankly at the downstairs. There was heavy snow falling in the desert, and a group of cavalry walked away, leaving only footprints in the snow.

A ray of melancholy surged in the man's heart.

"Why did the lord keep the plum blossom brought back by Cheng Qian?" Qing Wu's slender fingers brushed the rouge-colored buds lightly, and looked at the man in blue in puzzlement.

"Shangjing is a good place, but it's a pity that we didn't capture it this time, otherwise the plum blossoms all over the city... would be my king's property." Xiao Yan stretched his neck and narrowed his eyes, "Next time... let's go again Going to Beijing to step on the snow and look for plum blossoms."

"What the lord said is that I have already made an appointment with Chen Yang, Marquis of Yongchang in Xunyang City. Marquis Yongchang will bring Xuanwuwei to the capital soon. At that time, we should cooperate internally and externally, so we don't have to worry about going to the capital without breaking it..." Qing Wu said , showing a proud smile, and suddenly sighed, "It's just unexpected that Cheng Qian's soul is so powerful that I have refined it, and he can still recognize Shuang'er's voice. Fold this plum blossom and come back."

Xiao Yan was quiet for a long time without speaking, and finally heaved a long sigh of relief, "Cheng Qian's body has already been refined into an incorruptible medicine man, and the last move of the national teacher is so powerful that it can kill even a medicine man. "

"The so-called medicine man is just made of medicine. I risked my life to find all the elixir in the Kunlun Mountains. It is enough to keep their bodies intact for a hundred years." Qing Wu finished pouring the water, Slowly put down the gourd ladle, walked to the fence again, and looked at an empty hall downstairs, where there were densely packed bodies of medicine people lying on the ground, "But this medicine... has an antidote, once the antidote is administered, they Their bodies are bound to decay, and the wounds from swords and swords they suffered in the past will be returned to them a hundred times. The wounds Cheng Qian suffered in the past are already enough for him to die dozens of times."

"The sight of Cheng Qian bleeding from his seven orifices is really frightening." Xiao Yan muttered.

"It's good to be able to relieve the hatred in the heart of the Lord." Qing Wu waved the dust lightly, and said lightly, "If I hadn't promised Yin Yao not to kill Zhao Zhen back then, I really want him to taste it too .”

Yinyao, you fell in love with the wrong person back then.

"National teacher, I wonder what will happen to Cheng Qian's soul?" Xiao Yan picked up a metal wine cup on the table and took a sip of the purple wine.

"I don't know about this, I think...the soul is gone." Qing Wu raised his head and glanced at the void on the roof.

"The national teacher is right, what's the use of keeping a disobedient medicine man?" Xiao Yan smiled, and suddenly suppressed his smile, "But this king heard that Chen Yang, Marquis of Yongchang, is a sinister little boy." People, will we cooperate with him..."

"Don't worry, my lord. Although Chen Yang is insidious, I have a magic weapon to control him." Qing Wu caressed the scar on his face, which was healing rapidly under the urging of true energy, "He will never betray me, Beiliang. .”

"Why is the national teacher so confident?" Xiao Yan said with displeasure on his face, "What if he wants to be the emperor after he brings the Xuanwu camp to Beijing?"

"Does the lord know who the Honghu next to him is?" Qing Wu stroked his beard and smiled, "The soul in Honghu's body is my little princess Ruzhu from Beiliang back then."

"Honghu..." Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes and recalled, "I don't like that eerie woman!"

"Hey, my lord, counting seniority... you still have to call her auntie," Qing Wu suddenly darkened again, and explained, "She was already dead, and it was my junior brother who took advantage of his soft heart and gave her a aunt again." She made a fairy body."

"So what if it's my Beiliang princess?" Xiao Yan snorted disdainfully, and put down the wine cup, "She has been away from Beiliang for so many years, and she has long forgotten her identity, so how could she work for my Beiliang country? "

"My lord, I naturally don't expect her to be loyal to my Beiliang country, but... I know a weakness in the technique of riding the spirit." Qing Wu suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Last month, I went to Xun In Yangcheng, Honghu knows that he is not my opponent, and has agreed to join Chen Yang in my Northern Liang camp."

"Let me leave this matter to you," Xiao Yan felt a headache coming on, rubbed his eyebrows in annoyance and said, "Back off, I want to be alone for a while."

"My lord is not feeling well? Why don't I check my pulse?" Qing Wu felt strange, Xiao Yan always said that he had a headache these days, but he didn't want anyone to ask for a doctor.

"No need! It's because the Horn of Departing Soul is too difficult to control, and the noise is giving me a headache." The blue-robed man got up and went back to lie down on the couch, covering his ears with his hands.

(End of this chapter)

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