Concubine is always vicious

Chapter 189

But undoubtedly, no matter what he was thinking at this time, his way of digging holes was undoubtedly self-torture.

In the beginning, Yin Fengche used his own internal force to push the wooden spear to dig up those larger stones, but later on, he ignored his own advantage and used his own brute force to dig.

As the workload increased, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his fair and beautiful face gradually turned red. The most shocking thing was his hands. Just wiped off the epidermis, the blood from the palm almost stained the whole wooden spear red.

But Yin Fengche didn't seem to be aware of this, he just bent his body like a diligent farmer, digging again and again.

The rocky ground is inherently extremely hard, and it would take almost half a month for ordinary people to dig a hole here, in addition to the need for some sophisticated tools, but Yin Fengche tried to dig a hole with his own hands. What a crazy act to dig a hole here with this stick.

His breathing became more and more heavy, and his throat was even a little choked, because it had been raining, and he didn't know if he was crying.

He is a proud man, extremely proud, but today, he exposed all his weaknesses and weaknesses.

Everything he did seemed meaningless, but the person who died was his younger brother. He just wanted to dig a place for him with his own hands.

As for this kind of behavior, in the eyes of others, whether it is crazy or stupid, it is beyond his control.

The excavation work has been going on, and it was almost in the middle of the night that a hole about two meters deep, three meters long, and one meter wide was finally dug. Buried in.

Looking at himself, he was dressed in white, covered with mud and gravel, and there was not a single spot on his face or body. At this moment, who could tell that he was Yin Fengche, the wind god and elegant gentleman of Qingfeng?
Especially the palms of his hands, there is no complete piece of skin at this time, the skin on the palms of both hands has been worn off, bloody and bloody.

This kind of pain, if it were an ordinary person, would be unbearable at all. As the saying goes, ten fingers connect to the heart, even if the skin of one finger is rubbed off, it is enough to make people die of pain.

But Yin Fengche didn't seem to know what pain was at all, he jumped out of the cave expressionlessly, then, holding Zhao Wuji's body in his hands, he jumped in again.

Carefully put Zhao Wuji into the cave, this is an extremely simple movement, but it almost exhausted all the strength in his body.

It's not that he hasn't killed anyone, and it's not that he hasn't seen someone die in front of him.

For him, matters of life and death have long been numb, and the only thing he can't let go of is just this family relationship, not to mention, Zhao Wuji's death was too unjust, and he still died at the hands of Emperor Beidou.

This hatred cannot be avenged, but how should this account be settled?
Yin Fengche's heart was empty and extremely confused, it seemed that after finishing what he was supposed to do, he had completely lost his direction in life, he was dumbfounded, like a stone.

At this moment, it seemed that he also died with Zhao Wuji.

After a long time, an inaudible sigh came out of his mouth, the dead are dead, I hope the living will be strong, Zhao Wuji has done so much for him, even if he can't do anything, then he can't give up on himself.

But, second brother, you are so stupid.

Yin Fengche jumped out of the cave, and squatted halfway on the edge of the cave, holding the mud in his hand, filling it bit by bit, the speed was not fast, but his eyes were firm and stubborn.

He has always been a rational person, otherwise he would not have stayed in the Star Luo Dynasty for so many years as a seed.

After a short period of madness, he already knew what he should do next, but now, he just wanted to take another look, one more look, because in the future, there would be no such opportunity again.

However, no matter how slow the filling speed is, in the end, the mud will slowly cover Zhao Wuji's body. At the moment when the mud covered Zhao Wuji's face, Yin Fengche's eyes finally inevitably shed two clear lines. tears.

Afterwards, the action became faster, and soon, a newly built tomb appeared among the poor mountains and rivers, so conspicuous and abrupt.

Yin Fengche walked around the tomb, glanced left and right, and then walked to the stone where Zhao Wuji's body was placed just now. The palm of the tree was like a knife, and with a click, he quickly smashed the several-ton stone, Cut out a rectangular plane.

He grabbed the stone with one hand, walked to the tomb, put it upright, and pressed down hard with his palm. The stone was easily pressed into a small part, and only part of the outside was exposed.

Yin Fengche narrowed his eyes slightly, raised a finger, and after a little thought, began to carve words on the stone tablet. He deliberately sought simplicity, so he just carve a few simple words.

The tomb of Zhao Wuji, the second brother.

After finishing the work, his energy and spirit instantly relaxed, as if all the strength in his body had been drained, he staggered back two steps and spit out a mouthful of blood.

If there is wine at this time, it is the best time to drink.

Although there is no opponent, drinking alone sounds extremely lonely.

After that, he stood alone in front of the stele, standing quietly without doing anything.

It wasn't until dawn that the rain slowly stopped, a ray of dawn was looming in the sky, and the earth was gradually full of vitality.

However, Yin Fengche who stood in front of the stone tablet still looked like a dead person.

He doesn't know if it's enough to spend one night mourning this dead family relationship, but there are some things that must be done and resolved, right?
Running away will never solve the problem.

There was no change in his cold face, he said coldly, "Since you're here, why don't you show yourself?"

As soon as the words fell, the faces of those men in black who were hiding in the dark all changed drastically.

They thought they were hiding very well, but unexpectedly, they were still discovered.

On Yin Fengche's face, there was a desperate and cold sneer. Is this the meaning of Zhao Wuji's death?Beidou Emperor, he is really a good father. It doesn't count if a son died, but he is still cautiously guarding him?
Could it be that if he disobeyed the order, his consequences would be the same as Zhao Wuji's?
But why should he obey him?
Just because he is his father?

But is he worthy of being a father?

I didn't see him making any movements, his figure suddenly seemed like a breeze blowing quietly in the air, after a few ups and downs, he jumped into the men in black who had been ambushing for a long time.

From yesterday to today, the tyrannical and murderous aura that has been suppressed in my heart has been fully stimulated without a trace of reservation. These men in black, who have almost no room to resist, are all killed.

……

The news of Zhao Wuji's death spread to the Star Luo Dynasty immediately.

Countless people of the Star Luo Dynasty immediately raised their hands in praise, after all, there was one less competitor.But above the court hall, there was an extremely suppressed atmosphere.

Huo Tianxiao hardly had the patience to listen to anyone's words, he shook his sleeves and left.

Cao Kun's face was uncertain, he looked at the panicked civil and military officials, and followed closely.

In the imperial study room, Cao Kun reported the news from the Beidou Dynasty in detail, especially after mentioning such words as the 30 troops of the Beidou Dynasty, his eyelids twitched even though he was mature and prudent. .

Because, he really knows what it means for the menacing 30 troops.

Huo Tianxiao remained expressionless, and he didn't even raise his eyelids. Even Cao Kun couldn't figure out what was going on in his heart.

Huo Tianxiao waved his hand to signal Cao Kun to leave. Then, he sat down on the dragon chair, took a sip of hot tea, and then there was a cold murderous intent in his eyes.

He knew that this war was nothing more than a conspiracy, but the series of thunderous tactics of the Big Dipper made him no longer able to evade.

Isn't it the best time yet?

But, so what?
Since you want to choose to be my enemy, then I will send you to hell with my own hands.

I, Huo Tianxiao, have never been afraid of anyone?
……

Quietly, a news spread in the Xingluo Dynasty that the second prince of the Beidou Dynasty was poisoned to death by Princess Lanxi, who stole a lot of military secrets and returned to the Xingluo Dynasty.

Although, so far, no one has been able to know for sure whether Huo Lanxi is in the Star Luo Dynasty, but this is not important, not important at all.

The important thing is that after the death of a group of envoys from the Beidou Dynasty, the Beidou Dynasty had another excuse to send troops to the Star Luo Dynasty.

Although, under deliberate instruction, no one in the Beidou Dynasty army mentioned the word war, but only asked Huo Tianxiao to hand over Huo Lanxi.

However, what is the meaning of the 30 troops pressing down on the border, it is self-evident for a discerning person to think about it for a while.

Huo Tianxiao would not hand over Huo Lanxi, he just had a headache because of the cunning of Beidou Emperor.

Jiang is still old and hot. It seems that the punishment for signing the Renault City League was still too light.

However, this time, since it was Emperor Beidou who provoked him personally, how could he possibly bear it?

Although he knew the strangeness of Zhao Wuji's death, the dead cannot explain and speak, and Huo Tianxiao has no interest in investigating the cause of Zhao Wuji's death.

Anyway, let's fight if we want to fight. He has been waiting for this day for a long, long time.

Soon after, along with the news of the Beidou Dynasty's 30 army, it was the Star Luo Dynasty's 20 army that was approaching the border, and a big battle was imminent.

……

The capital of the Xingluo Dynasty was Kaitian City. After Huo Tianxiao arranged everything, he walked lightly and met Huo Lanxi.

At present, the dispute between the two countries is raging. Huo Lanxi, as the party concerned, even if she doesn't deliberately pay attention to the news in this regard, but as long as she has the intention, some things will still reach her ears.

Huo Tianxiao didn't want Huo Lanxi to become extreme because of this matter, so he took time out of his busy schedule to meet her.

In the room, Huo Lanxi was still the same Huo Lanxi, mad and numb, the old couple had just brought her food, without exception, all the bowls and chopsticks were thrown on the ground.

When the old couple saw Huo Tianxiao, they were extremely sad, but Huo Tianxiao nodded slightly, indicating to prepare another one, and then entered the room.

After Huo Lanxi saw him, he immediately became quieter and walked over coyly.

Compared with the last time, her complexion became worse, and her body became thinner, especially on her face, where there was hardly a piece of flesh. Against the backdrop of a pair of big eyes, she looked like she had walked out of a slum refugees.

For Huo Lanxi, Huo Tianxiao has loved Huo Lanxi very much since he was a child, especially after the incident in Moling Bieyuan, realizing the importance of family affection, Huo Tianxiao even doted on Huo Lanxi for a time.

But in many things, extremes will lead to opposites. The consequences of his pampering Huo Lanxi directly led to Huo Lanxi's dependence on him, and even a deformed relationship that he couldn't extricate himself from.

(End of this chapter)