Regent, robbery!

Chapter 62 065 Farewell, my love, man.

"Cough cough. Cough." Weak coughing and panting came from inside the car, and then, a strong smell of rust and blood spread into the air.

"Your Majesty, we are going out of the city, and our people haven't arrived yet. What should we do?" Jue said anxiously, smelling something wrong with the air, hurriedly pulled the rein, and stopped the carriage.

Turning around and getting into the carriage, looking at the pale man leaning on the soft seat, he asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you, Your Majesty?"

"Ahem... I'm fine." Yan Jili, who was leaning on the soft seat, opened his eyes after a long while, and breathed a sigh of relief.

His lips were bloodless, and his eyes, which were as dazzling as diamonds, lost their former luster and became dull. With limp hands and slightly trembling, he opened the yellow car curtain, looking at the mask that followed closely like the wind. Black shadow, his eyes were silent.

"If you're alone, are you sure you can get away from this group of people?" His words were light and indescribably calm.

"Although these people have good lightness skills, if the subordinates go all out, they can barely escape the danger." Jue answered smoothly, but suddenly raised his head belatedly, and asked, "Your Majesty, why do you ask such a question?"

"Ahem..." He wanted to speak, but just as he opened his lips, another big mouthful of hot blood spurted out from his throat. Yan Jili gently closed his eyes, with a calm expression, and gently raised his hand.

Jue clenched his fists tightly, his veins were exposed, and hated himself for his incompetence. He stretched out his hand to feel for Tanyan Jili's pulse, and then stretched out his hand to feel for his breath. His eyes slowly opened wide, and the bottom of his eyes sparkled, as if a liquid emotion was spreading. diffusion.

"Your Majesty, right now, your dragon body is the most important, so let the subordinates give you the spirit of the Dharma protector." Jue pretended to be calm, and finished speaking.

"Don't..." Yan Jili opened his eyes vigorously, his pupils were blurred and scattered, "Zhen Wu...you go... first..." Before he finished speaking, he was swallowed in his stomach, and he stopped with his hands raised in the air, his face frowning. His expression was a little distorted.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry." Jue finally glanced outside the carriage, closed his eyes, with the expression of a strong man breaking his wrist.

When he opened his eyes again, there was only peace left in his eyes. He gently put down Yan Jili's hand, took the yellow towel from the carriage and gently wiped the blood beads remaining at the corners of his lips, the gesture was to say no Gentle and careful.

After wiping, he lowered his head and looked at the pair of light yellow eyes that had been looking at him. There was ecstasy in his eyes, a kind of joy that others couldn't see through, tenderness like water.

"Ji Li, life and death, allow me to call you that, this is the first time, and it will be the last time." A far-fetched smile appeared on Jue's lips, "As long as you live, everything will be fine. As you ordered, No matter what it is, no matter how difficult it is, even if I risk my life, I will do it for you, as long as you are happy, everything is worth it."

He stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the handsome face with ink-stained thin eyebrows on the soft mat, the corners of the eyes, the smooth forehead, and the pale and bloodless lips.

He stretched out his hand to untie the black belt, revealing his strong upper body, but there was a stretched scar on his muscular right arm from the neck to the elbow. Although the scar had healed after a long time, it could be seen from the length and width of the scar. The bloody, heart-wrenching pain when the flesh was separated from the bones.

He tore off a thin layer of leather from the arm down to the palm, and suddenly revealed the bones that were so white that there was no trace of flesh and blood. The whole right arm was so white that it made people tremble with fear.

Yan Jili's eyes trembled, as if he was also shocked by this scene, he had too many questions, but because of the acupoints being pressed by Jue, he couldn't move, so he could only listen quietly.

"But I still remember five years ago, when you were assassinated by an assassin on the day you came to the throne, I blocked the arrow for you in the Golden Luan Hall. Unexpectedly, there was poison on the arrow, and there was no cure for the poison. As a last resort, I had to cut the whole The flesh of the arm. I want to die too. How good it is to die. For a person who learns martial arts, the hand is where the soul is, how important it is. But..."

Jue paused, looked at the person who was still in shock, and stretched out his hand to gently smooth his raised eyebrows.

On the quiet path, came his faintly bitter voice, "If I die, who can lay down my arm to block arrows for you? Who can light incense for you when you can't sleep at night? Who can touch Tolerate you due to your unpredictable temperament? Cook your favorite bird’s nest porridge for you when you are hungry? Who can hold an umbrella for you in time when it rains? If I die...who can take care of you .”

The breeze outside the carriage was blowing more and more bitterly, revealing a murderous aura, which was hidden in the wind, invisible and quiet.

Jue turned his head to the side and looked outside the curtain of the car. Those black shadows who were originally quiet and motionless were like ghosts, rushing towards the carriage at high speed, their figures were strange and mysterious.

"Li, it's a great fortune to meet you in this life." But, I'm just your subordinate and a man. It's my good fortune to stand by your side and protect you, so how can I ask for more.

He re-attached the thin layer of leather, and immediately, the white bones turned into strong honey-colored arms again. He stretched out his hand to pull up the robe, tied the belt, and watched the wave of black figures drifting outside the carriage. With determination.

The wind outside howled up the curtains of the carriage and poured into the carriage. A man in a yellow brocade robe leaned quietly on the soft seat. His light yellow eyes were a little dark, but there was a shock hidden in them, and a sense of helplessness. Anger is everywhere.

Jue quickly straightened Yan Jili's body, stretched out his hand and wiped his eyes, the pair of golden pupils that were originally opened and dull were closed immediately, only the two rows of slightly trembling black eyelashes were visible.

The black shadows outside the carriage slowly approached the carriage at a very high speed. A strong white air flow gushed out of the carriage and rose directly to the roof of the carriage.

Jue sat on the ground with his legs crossed, his hands stretched out, and a thick white zhenqi came out from his palms. Beads of sweat appeared on his handsome face, and his eyes looked out of the car window from time to time to see the approaching black shadows. With an anxious look.

He withdrew his hand, bent his hands slightly, made a circle, made a circle, then suddenly stretched out, and the true energy slowly overflowed again.His face became paler and colorless, while Yan Jili's face with closed eyes on the soft seat became more ruddy, even his bloodless lips were extremely ruddy at this moment.

With a whoosh, the murderous aura shot straight into the carriage through the car window, Jue rolled his eyes, freed up a hand to grab it, and a piece of yellow cloth met the murderous aura, with a hiss, the cloth was instantly shattered , and the murderous aura also disappeared with the shattered cloth.

One after another murderous intent followed, and Juedu jumped into the air and grabbed something to fight against. Gradually, he was unable to do what he wanted, and his honey-colored skin became abnormally transparent like snow. The person who was about to fall looked at the sleeping face with a happy smile on the corners of his pale lips.

Farewell, my lord, my love, man.

He lowered his head, wanting to imprint a farewell kiss on the ink-dyed thin eyebrows, but suddenly felt the sound of footsteps approaching, he popped a bead towards the horse's back, jumped out of the carriage, the horse groaned in pain, and galloped out of the path .

He landed on the ground, waved his hand at the leaving carriage, and a gleaming broadsword quickly fell towards his back.

(End of this chapter)