Chasing King

"How could it be you?" Feng Ye hasn't recovered from the shock. Looking at Yan Sikong's weak appearance, his heart is pulled into a ball.

Yan Sikong gently pulled his lips and said vaguely, "let the wolf king I'm disappointed. "

Feng Ye came back to him. He stretched out his shaking hand, but he didn't dare to touch the people in front of him, for fear that it would be like countless dreams. He would wake up with a move. His hand was so stiff in mid air that he said in a dumb voice: -- Who did it? "

Yan Sikong reluctantly held his eyelids: "Que forget, still in their hands."

"Why? Why are you punished, why are you here, and why are you still in Pingliang? "

"Que and I changed our identities and wanted to help him escape, but Shen Hexuan It messed up the plan. "

"Shen Hexuan." Feng Ye gritted his teeth and said, "did he torture you?"

"He's dead." Yan Sikong closed his eyes, "I killed him myself."

Feng Ye dropped his hand and thumped heavily on the bed. His eyes were red: "is this what you want? Run away from me in desperation, then make yourself look like this and come back half dead? "

"I don't want to come back." Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye with no emotion in his eyes. "I just want to save my brother."

"You, no, think, come back, come back." Fengye word by word jumped out of his mouth, "you want to stay with Chen, you want to help Chen deal with me." His chest heaved violently. He had never felt that breathing was such a difficult thing, but now between receiving and sending, there was a pain that could not be ignored.

Yan Sikong, tired with a smile, turned his face: "what do you say, then What is it, between you and me, a word is redundant. "

Feng Ye pinches his jaw and forces him to face himself. The high heat coming from his skin makes him feel unbearable. But Yan Sikong's indifferent look makes his blood surge. He blurts out: "do you want me to kill you?"

The hollow yanye is really comfortable. This hand has given him warm comfort, but also pushed him into the cold abyss. Now they have a touch again, but they can no longer have the shackles of the soul. He said softly, "let's do it."

Feng Ye's thin lips twitch, and his expression is a bit distorted. He can't see Yan Sikong's injury. He can't accept that the pale, haggard and gloomy person is the one in his memory. He doesn't even dare to use his strength for fear of breaking his weak body.

But why, at this time, this mouth is still not willing to show weakness!

Feng Ye released his hand dejectedly, but he attached his fingertip to Yan Sikong's cheek intentionally or unintentionally. Even if he could only absorb a little bit of the temperature that belonged to this man, he was silent for a moment and said in a low voice: "what's wrong with que? Is he safe?"

"For the time being." Yan Sikong said in a dumb voice, "he pretends to be me, but I don't know when he will be Break through Cough... "

There was a panic in Feng Ye's eyes: "don't say it, you should heal first Listen to me. You are not allowed to die. You have to bring back the que completely. "

Yan Sikong's consciousness has become more and more blurred. He wants to tell Feng Ye his plan, but he is losing his strength to move his lips. He just looks at Feng Ye and looks at him quietly without revealing any thoughts. After all, he just looks at Feng Ye, and it doesn't count that he has lost anything.

Then he let himself fall asleep.

Feng Ye sits on one side and stares at Yan Sikong rigidly. He hasn't moved for a long time.

He lost a lot of weight and his cheeks sank. His face was so pale that he couldn't even find a trace of blood. He must have suffered a lot these days.

Feng Ye hesitated and stretched out his hand again. He gently covered Yan Sikong's forehead with the palm, fresh and hot.

Feng Ye's eyes were hot, and he hung his head powerlessly. He stroked his thin cheek, and a strange thought suddenly appeared in his heart. If Yan Sikong could sleep so quietly, maybe it would be better. In that way, he would never leave.

He just sat beside Yan Sikong, accompanied by the sleeping people, from dawn to dark.

-

Yan Sikong hasn't slept so soundly for a long time. After suffering too much, her body and mind seem to fall into a soft fairy cloud, and she doesn't want to wake up.

But the sound from his ears became clearer and clearer, forcing him to open his bleary eyes.

The people around him were doctors, and he felt that the mask had returned to his face.

Someone was cleaning his wound, someone was washing his hair and wiping his body with warm water.

And Fengye sat in the corner of the tent, watching quietly.

"General, you are awake." The man who served him was surprised and said, "wolf king, the general is awake."

Feng Ye suddenly stood up and strode over. He took the water from the servant's hand, touched it with his fingertips and gently wiped it on Yan Sikong's lips.

After the doctor had dealt with the wound, he went to one side to decoct the medicine, and told him: "wolf king, let the general eat and drink something first, and then take the decoction half an hour later. The general will be strong and will get better."

"OK, bring the food and you all go down."Yan Sikong regained a little strength, and his body was numb. He wanted to sit up. Feng Ye saw this and helped him to get up gently, with his back on the soft pillow.

The doctor and the valet went down.

Yan Si opened his mouth: "water." He has a dry sore throat, and he's making an impersonal noise.

Feng Ye took off his mask and put the cup close to his lips: "drink carefully."

However, Yan Sikong took a gulp of it. He just used too much force and accidentally affected the wound. He snorted with pain, choked on the water and coughed violently, so all kinds of whiplash injuries began to ache.

Feng Ye frowned, put the water cup aside and reproached: "I told you to be careful."

After a long breath, Yan Si leaned back and gasped.

Feng Ye took a bowl of porridge: "eat the rice."

Yansikong stretched out his hand, but Fengye dodged: "I feed you."

"No need." Yan Sikong didn't raise his eyes. He took the bowl and spoon from Fengye and ate slowly.

Feng Ye pursed her lips and looked at Yan Sikong without blinking.

Yan Sikong finished eating a bowl of porridge and recovered his spirit. Then he had the strength to meet Feng Ye's eyes and said calmly, "don't mention other things. Now we have to find a way to save que Ji."

Feng Ye didn't speak, his expression was as motionless as ice.

Yan Sikong wants to open his mouth again, but Fengye suddenly says, "has Chen touched you?"

Yan Sikong was stunned.

"Did you take the initiative to go to him? Is he still so dependent on you? What good did he promise you, and what did you promise him? " The more Feng Ye said, the deeper his voice was and the sharper his eyes were.

"You just..."

"After all, has he ever touched you?" Feng Ye's eyes, like a wolf, glared at Yan Sikong. "Have you ever used yourself to exchange power with Chen Kai like you did with me?"

Yan Sikong felt his heart suffocated. He squeezed out two words from his teeth: "no, yes."

Feng Ye's tight shoulders relaxed imperceptibly.

Yan Sikong repressed the humiliation and resentment: "Feng Ye, I don't care how unbearable I am in your heart. Now I only care about the safety of Que Ji. Do you want to save him or not?"

"It's not easy." Fengye cold way, "Fengxiang has been occupied by Chu army, more rear army ambush on the way to Taiyuan."

"You've detected the ambush." Yan Sikong narrowed his eyes. "You should have thought there was a trap here. Are you ready?"

"Of course."

"How do you plan to break through if you rescue que forget?"

Feng Ye snorted: "do you think I'll tell you? Who knows if you have conspired with Chen Kai for a bitter meat scheme?"

If Yan said, "it's for the sake of making you lose your face."

"What I want is not you, but que forget." Feng Yehan said in a cold voice, "what you have committed in front of me is enough for me to kill you thousands of times. You can still stay here now, just because I want you to live and save que Ji."

Yan Si felt miserable in the hollow, but there was no waves on his face: "since you and I are all aiming to save him, don't talk any more nonsense. If you don't believe me, just kill me. If you believe me, que forget that you can still retreat completely."

"He said

"You have to tell me what your plans are, how many troops you have deployed, and whether you can come to the rescue in time." Yan Sikong said, "Que forgets to pretend to be me now. If he can escape by himself, that's the best. But if he drags on like this, I'm afraid he'll show up soon. Once he shows up, the only way is to exchange me for him."

Feng Ye's face was surly: "you think I'm an inn. You can come and go if you want? I won't give it to Chen, whether it's que Ji or you. "

"Chen Bi won't kill me, but he may have killed que Ji. In my mind, there is nothing like his safety now, but I want to make sure that you have a way to break through after you save him."

Feng Ye snorted coldly: "Chen Bi will soon be too busy to besiege me."

"What did you do?"

"I said, I won't tell you." Feng Ye said with disdain, "do you think I can't guess what Chen Shu is doing? Do you think I'll be sentimental and dangerous? I really want to save que, but I won't risk losing money for anyone. "

Yan Sikong narrowed his eyes: "are you deliberately coming to Fengxiang as bait?"

Feng Ye mocked: "you can guess for yourself. You can't get anything out of my mouth."

Yan Sikong was slightly angry, but he had nothing to do: "well, since you have a plan in mind, then I think you can take him away after rescuing que Ji. Take me to exchange it, and Chen will certainly give you back the person you want."

"Don't think about it." Feng Ye suddenly takes out something and shakes it in front of Yan Sikong's eyes.

That's the talisman Yan Sikong snatched from Shen Hexuan."You said you killed Shen Hexuan." Feng Ye said, "seeing this thing, I believe it, but I can't say it's your treachery."

"Fengxiang's troops are only at my disposal. I and the talisman are indispensable." Yan Sikong said calmly, "Fengye, I have suffered a lot here. Do you think I will come unprepared? I tell you, if you don't hear from me in three days, Fengxiang garrison general will send troops. In the meantime, you will not only lose the chance to save que forget, but also your life is in danger. "

"You've suffered a lot?" Feng Ye's eyes were ferocious. "I didn't really hurt you when I hated you the most. You went to find Chen Kai, but came back with a serious injury. What's better about Chen Kai than me? All your troubles are your own

Yan Sikong nodded: "OK, I asked for it. As I have said, it's unnecessary for you and me to have more words. Stop talking nonsense and take me to change the que forget."

"Que forget, I will certainly save you, but you, don't want to go anywhere." Fengye throws the talisman to Yan Sikong, "I want Fengxiang's army."

Yan Sikong said harshly, "if you don't care about the life and death of Que forgetting, you may be fooling around!"

"I care about his life and death, so I won't listen to your one-sided words." Feng Ye sneered, "I want to thank you and Chen Shu for sending me 20000 troops. I don't have to take anyone to replace que Ji, and Chen Shu never dares to kill him."

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Feng Ye got close to Yan Sikong, with a pair of deep eyes hiding thousands of thoughts: "Chen Yi thought that he would defeat me if he went down to my city and captured several of my people. I want you to see how I can defeat him."

Yan Sikong was only frightened.

"If you don't come back, I'll get you back sooner or later." Feng Ye stares at Yan Sikong, "I will let you know that no matter how big the world is, you have nowhere to go. You can only stay by my side."

Yan Sikong took a deep breath and looked at him fearlessly: "I won't give you Fengxiang soldiers and horses. If you really want to, just take my head and military amulet and knock on the gate."

Fengye sword eyebrow micro Cu: "where do you come from the courage to say no?"

Yan Sikong sneered: "I'm not afraid of death. What can you do for me?"

Feng Ye glared at him fiercely: "well, if you don't give it, I can get it."

"You can send a large army to attack the city. It will only increase the casualties, but it will also miss the time to rescue que forget." Yan Sikong snapped, "you'll regret it!"

"I don't need to dispatch a large army, a small Fengxiang, just 20000 troops, ha ha."

"Your army..." Yan Sikong suddenly froze, "where is your army?"

Seal the field but smile not language.

Yan Sikong's heart trembled and his brain flashed. He suddenly grasped something.

Are all the 200000 troops in Taiyuan waiting to meet the soldiers of Chen, the imperial court and the king of Han?

No, why did he leave the army behind, bring only 30000 troops to the enemy, and put himself in a trap? He used himself as bait. Which fish did he catch?

Yan Si said in a trembling voice: "Fengye, your army Did you go to the capital? "