Chasing King

Yan Sikong's pupils contract violently, seeing Shen Hexuan pushed out of the cliff by himself. Looking at Shen Hexuan's face, he is confused with panic and despair, and then becomes a blank. At that moment, maybe Shen Hexuan is looking back on his life, and all kinds of things that they have known so far are passing quickly in Yan Sikong's mind.

Shen Hexuan's hand is still holding the air in vain, and his body has fallen into the dark abyss.

Yan Sikong stood on the edge of the cliff, watching Shen Hexuan's figure engulfed by the darkness, and his heart surged with mixed feelings.

He sank his knees and knelt down on the ground. He knocked his head heavily and said in his heart, "brother Shen, maybe it won't be long before I can go underground and ask for your pardon."

"Lord Shen!"

The soldiers in the distance rushed over in a hurry when they found the accident. They pointed their spears and knives at Yan Sikong.

Yan Sikong stood up, turned around and looked at the crowd calmly.

"You You... " Those with sharp eyes have recognized Yan Sikong.

Yan Sikong lifted his disordered hair and said in a deep voice: "I exchange identities with the general que forget, who is the anti thief general. It's a bitter plan in collusion with the Lord."

They all looked at each other. General Xu Wang pointed to him and said, "Yan Sikong, you are famous for your tricks. Now you have killed Lord Shen. You What the hell is going on

"General Xu, you don't know something. I gave orders to Wang Ye to pretend to be que Ji, which was a trap for Feng Jiajun. As for Shen Hexuan... " Yan Si looked back at the cliff in cold air. "He is the eye line that the court has placed in the side of Wang Ye. He is trying to contain Wang Ye."

Xu Wang and other people look at each other face to face. For a moment, he doesn't know whether what Yan Sikong said is true or false. However, the living que forget becomes Yan Sikong, but they see it with their own eyes, and they don't know their fetters. It sounds reasonable to say that it is the situation set by the king of Chu, but Shen Hexuan's death makes him suspicious. After all, they all know that Yan Sikong and Shen Hexuan are not harmonious.

Now that the general is dead, they are at a loss for a moment.

Yan Sikong raised his talisman: "from now on, I'm the chief General. Only a few of you know about this. Don't make it public."

Xu Wang's eyes were wide open: "I'll send someone to report back to the Lord first."

Yan Si said in a cold voice, "Xu Wang, I tell you, I'm the teacher of Wang Ye. Wang Ye's reliance on me doesn't need me to be perfunctory any more. Even if I kill Shen Hexuan first and then, then what? When I defeat Fengye, I will explain to the Lord, but tomorrow I will exchange prisoners with Fengye, which will delay the military plane. I'll ask you what you are

Xu Wang was sweating on his forehead. He didn't know how to make a decision.

Yan Sikong shakes the talisman and says harshly, "the talisman is here. Who won't accept it?"

Several soldiers looked at each other and took back their weapons. Xu Wang bit his teeth and said, "I'll leave you to master Yan."

Yan Sikong nodded with satisfaction: "Xu Wang, I'll promote you to join the army and send orders. Lord Shen is ill and will be led by you for the time being. What happened just now, including my identity, is only between the seven of us. No news can be heard. No one can leave the camp. Those who violate the rules will be killed."

"Yes."

"The others step down, General Xu. I'll discuss tomorrow with you alone."

"Yes."

Xu Wang walks up to Yan Sikong with a look of several points. After all, Shen Hexuan, who has been pushed off the cliff, is just where he stands now.

Yan Sikong had a strong body for a long time. At this time, he was a little unsteady. He sat down wobbly. He could not help but grunt in his throat. He said in a low voice: "Xu Wang, listen, tomorrow you will send me to Fengye in exchange for Fengxiang city."

"What do you want to do?" Xu Wang frowned and asked, but he had heard of the romance between Yan Sikong and Feng Ye, and his heart was full of doubts.

Yan Sikong's eyes were cold: "Fengye is ungrateful. I will not only trap him here, but also kill him."

"My lord Want to assassinate him? "

"Fengye has excellent martial arts. How can I be so reckless?" Yan Sikong said, "what he wants is que forget. When he finds out that I'm not que forget, his troops have already withdrawn from Fengxiang, and then the army is waiting to besiege him. He won't kill me in order to escape and also for que forget."

"Well And then what? "

"Do you remember what task the Lord gave us?"

"Feng Xiang will be trapped in the wild, the army raided Taiyuan."

"Fengye leads 30000 soldiers. Maybe there are still backup. We only have 20000 soldiers. How long can we trap him, three days? Five days? If you really take Que and forget to exchange Fengxiang with him, his goal will be achieved, and we will strive to break through. In order to hold him down, we will lose a lot. " Yan Sikong can be full of nonsense, "but if he lost Fengxiang, and did not change back to que forget?"

Xu Wang thought, "I've heard that the wolf king is arrogant, but I can't swallow it."

"That's right, so at this time, he will agree to take me to exchange for que Ji. He can hold him down without a single soldier."

"I'm afraid Lord Yan is very dangerous. How can the wolf king be saved in his rage?""I'm willing to serve the LORD with all my heart and soul." Yan Sikong sneered, "when the Lord's army conquers Taiyuan, he will divide his troops to attack Fengye. The Central Plains will call him to come and die."

Xu Wang nodded and said, "Lord Wang and Lord Yan are really scheming."

They discussed a lot of details, and then they made up their mind about Yan Sikong's life after the "enemy camp".

The reason why Yan Sikong wants to "give" himself to Fengye is that, first of all, yuan Nanyu wants to show his true feelings sooner or later. Only by mastering the 20000 troops can Fengye and Chen Bi be afraid of him. Second, he learned medical skills and judged his injury. His whip wound has been purulent and there are signs of fever. There is no good doctor in the army. If he doesn't go to Fengye, he will have to go to Fengye, I'm afraid I'm going to die.

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in the early morning of the second day, the two armies met outside Fengxiang city. They watched Fengye withdraw Fengxiang's troops, and Xu Wang led the troops to occupy the city. At the same time, they also handed over the prison car containing Yan Sikong and Yuan Shaoxu to fengjiajun.

Yan Sikong was still lying in the prison car, his hair covered his face. Others thought he was still in a coma, and he was really hot. He was in a coma, but he still quietly looked at the majestic wolf king standing on the red steed not far away.

Seal the field.

Fate is tricky. They're meeting again. But this time, there were no more waves in his heart. His feelings for Fengye and his resentment for Fengye finally became numb in the endless torment between them.

He still wanted a lot of things - if he had one in his life, he would chase it to death, but he didn't want Fengye any more.

He saw Feng Ye turn over, dismount and run to the prison car: "Que forget!" The voice is full of anxiety and worry.

Yan Sikong glanced wearily at Feng Ye through the gap of mask and hair.

This face, ah, is so familiar and profound that he can even count the location of every mole and describe the shape of the eyebrow out of thin air. But when he looks at this beautiful face, he is indifferent and strange.

He was finally putting it down.

He closed his eyes and said nothing.

"Take the general back to camp!" Feng Ye roared.

The van was towed back to the camp. Yan Sikong was carefully lifted out of the van. Feng Ye walked in front of him and sent him to a warm and clean tent. Several doctors were waiting.

"Cure the general quickly!" Feng Ye said harshly, "if there's something wrong with the general, I can't spare you!"

The doctors nervously gathered around Yan Sikong and carefully cut off his clothes. The cloth close to his body had adhered to the wound, and the blood scabs were shocking. Since he had been in the cold dungeon after being punished, he had not been properly treated, and the wound now looked miserable.

Feng Ye clenched his fists, his eyes were full of killing intention, and his whole body was full of rage. Excessive anger, so that he did not pay attention to the person in front of the body is different.

The doctor carefully healed him. He kept humming. His brain was burning and he was not conscious, but the pain in his body brought back his consciousness again and again.

Waiting for the doctor to deal with the wound, Yan Si's sweat had almost wet the sheets.

Feng Ye waved back everyone and sat down beside the bed. He soaked the towel in hot water and wrung it dry. Looking at the weak person on the couch, he sighed heavily: "Que forget, can you learn a lesson?"

Yan Sikong's brain keeps shaking. He guesses Feng Ye's expression after he knows his identity, but he can't imagine it.

Now, how can he live.

Feng Ye reached out and took off the dirty mask. He gently wiped the dirt on Yan Sikong's face with a towel, but he stopped just after wiping it twice.

He raised his hand and looked at the bright and clean forehead, where there should have been a simple but life-long tattoo.

In a surprise, Feng stood up abruptly.

Yan Sikong droops his eyelids and looks at Feng Ye quietly. He doesn't speak and has no expression.

"You..." Feng Ye trembled and pointed to the people on the couch, "Yan Sikong?"