Chapter 19 The Last Supper
Chapter 19 The Last Supper
The legs were so heavy, as if they were stuck in a quagmire, they couldn't be pulled out, but they had to run, the beasts behind them were still chasing, and the screams were so loud that Jiang Han was alone in the huge trap, so he could only bite the bullet and keep moving forward Run, but where is the exit?I can't find it, it's not on the left, and it's not on the right. How can I get out!Physically and mentally exhausted, his eyes were dizzy, and his head was even more cloudy. Only his feet were left to run forward mechanically. The road that seemed to be infinitely looped finally had light ahead.
Reached?Unexpectedly, Jiang Han stepped into the air, and the light disappeared in an instant, "Ah..." A scream echoed in the empty cave, so miserable that it made people break out in cold sweat, but he stroked his forehead with both hands, There is a steady stream of warmth comforting him, so warm that it is addictive.
"Are you awake?" The familiar voice whispered with endless care and tenderness.
He opened his eyes, and the light came as expected.
"Finally woke up." With deep breathing and warm warmth, Chris wiped the sweat from Jiang Han's forehead, and handed him a glass of water, "I added a soothing medicine, it won't be too bitter."
"Thank you." He lowered his head to sip, glanced at the red scratches on Chris' hands, and asked, "This is?"
"It's nothing, did it scare you?" It was really scary, the red scars were blistered, and each strip looked a little painful. Jiang Han shook his head. After passing out, he didn't know how Chris led him out of the fog Forest, but can also think of the difficulties.
"Chris, he's dead." They saw Han Yuqian collapsed with their own eyes, but afterward, if Han Jiazhai found out that the master was dead, would they be in danger? Would an alpha die like this? The alpha came to take revenge?Thinking of the cold sweat in his palms, Chris handed over another piece of paper and took the water glass.
"Don't worry, we will leave here safely, let's rest first."
"Xiaotian, where's Xiaotian?" Jiang Han just lay down and sat up in shock. What he couldn't let go of was his baby. After staying in the foggy forest for so long, the children should be anxious!
"Don't worry, Tang Feng and several directors are here. The little guys have no other thoughts to think about other things around a pile of food. You sleep a little longer, and I will call you when the time comes." Chris said softly Coaxing the tired man, Jiang Han blinked and finally fell asleep again.
Listening to the breathing on the bed slowly and steadily, Chris walked out of the door lightly. This is Chris's residence, which is much more gorgeous than Jiang Han's humble No. 1 room, at least more Got several sets of furniture.
Chris closed the door and ran into Tang Feng who had just entered the door. He was covered in dust and dust, the hair on his forehead was soaked in sweat and twisted into a ball, the clothes on his body were also wrinkled, and his panting breathing was approaching. When he spoke peacefully, he was interrupted by Chris.
"Where's the body?" he asked.
Tang Feng walked to the table and drank a glass of cold water before saying formally, "It's been dealt with."
"where?"
"There is an old house behind Han Yuqian's villa. Ordinary people seldom go there. In the past, they had to pass a suspension bridge. It should be safe."
"Should?" Chris asked back, the light in his eyebrows was very puzzled, "Tang Feng, we have been there before, to be honest, it is not a good place."
"You can rest assured that the smell we smelled before came from there. I put him there to cover up his death breath, and put a lot of ice around him. I want to confuse those guys from the Federation. There is no problem with eyes and ears." The federation Tang Feng mentioned is an organization under the management committee of Hassel Alpha, and they mainly monitor the whereabouts of all alphas. Once there are fewer people, there will be corresponding troubles. If Tang Feng and the others were discovered, and the final result was to arrest Hassel and have nothing to do with the terminal stone in this life.
"Tang Feng, it's not safe to use life to hide death!" Chris said anxiously, his voice suppressed for fear of waking up the man in his dream, but he couldn't help shouting out, "Are you here?" I fired the deadliest shot in the back, which is a big mistake in itself!" The alpha's normal death will usually be recorded, and the abnormal one means that someone is fighting against authority.
Tang Feng held the water glass tightly, sneered with trembling hands, "Yes, I admit that I killed him, but so what, Han Yuqian's life is not good for any of us, we can only go out safely if he is dead." More than one Chris came to rescue Jiang Han in the foggy forest. They finally found him at a critical moment. When the situation was critical, Chris had shot a few times in the key parts of his hands and feet. Unexpectedly, Tang Feng shot him directly from behind. To the chest, a fatal shot, with a fine and inaudible poisonous gas.
"Quick battles are the only way to succeed. To leave him room is to put himself to death." Although the corner of Tang Feng's mouth was smiling, there was a hint of timidity hidden. He was afraid, so he applied a layer of special venom on the warhead, The warmth of the body quickly dissipated, Han Yuqian's death was so expected, and all this seemed to be instigated by Tang Feng, Chris turned his head sharply, his eyes were stern, and sparks were about to shoot out, such a strong feeling, and Tang Feng is absolutely inseparable from the relationship.
"Your heart is too cruel, Tang Feng, this is the last time." Chris wanted to protect Jiang Han from harm, and it would be the same if he was injured by Tang Feng, and he could not let anyone who hurt him go.Only when love goes deep into the bones do we understand the true meaning of the word love.
"There will be no next time." Tang Feng said with sadness in his words, he stepped out of the threshold and said with his back, "My favorite dish is stewed eggplant in red wine. Jiang Han has cooked it very few times in the past few years, but the taste It’s better every time, wait for him to heal and do it again for me.”
Eggplant braised in red wine?What are you eating at this time?Chris snorted coldly and entered the bedroom, leaving Tang Feng a room full of desolation, loneliness coming from the bottom of his heart, he left with a wry smile, looked up at the sky is still gray, the full moon is coming.
"Swish, swish, swish" the raindrops made a tinkling sound on the glass, and it started raining after a while. Chris stood by Jiang Han's bed, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. He couldn't stay here any longer. Safety has become a hidden danger. Nothing is important anymore. He wants to keep him safe, as well as Jiang Xiaotian's safety. The program team came to Murong Country at the first stop. In private, Han Yuqian's "credit" should be indispensable!
"Jiang Han, what else do you want besides not being an omega?"
"Oh..." The answer was a vague wolf howl from afar. Chris held Jiang Han's hand tightly, kissed it and refused to leave, and rubbed his left cheek and touched his right cheek. It turned out to be like that The gentleness, although with some calluses, but I can't open my eyes comfortably.
"Aw... Aw... Aw..." The wolves made a commotion when the moonlight began to emerge. They smelled the smell of blood, which was sweet and tempting. They screamed terrifyingly, and the black shadows howled in the mist Come, walked across the wet grass, stepped on the crumbling suspension bridge, pushed open the iron gate with brilliant lamp walls, "Pong" all the night was blocked from the door, and the place he walked was lit up like a dragon, turned to Walking to the corridor on the right hand, the steps were walked silently, and he stopped when he reached a locked wooden door.
His face was shining brightly under the fire, his neck was elegant and charming, and his lips were as red as if wet with blood. He turned the key in his hand and turned it into the keyhole. The door opened, and a stream of cold moisture was mixed with it. The rotten smell hit his face, he took a deep breath as if he was happy to taste this smell, and with a slightly raised palm at the corner of his mouth, the door behind him was tightly closed, leaving only the iron lock in the "ding ding ding" There was a miserable crash.
There were two coffins in the room. They looked the same, but upon closer inspection, you could still see dried bloodstains on the coffins. The coffin with the strongest smell of blood was placed in a pile of ice, and the cold air It is compelling, but it does not hinder the man who is busy in front of another coffin.
"You're here." The man knew who it was without looking up, he said in a muffled voice, his breathing was a little short, and the strong smell of the first-level alpha made his brows and eyes twitched and uneasy, his heart was beating so hard, this was not the beginning of love It was beautiful but frightening. He was afraid, so the hand holding the dagger began to tremble, and a projectile-like object fell from his hand accidentally.
The little ball bounced and rolled all the way to the feet of the man in black. He bent down to pick it up and walked over with a smile on his face.
"Tang Feng, it hurts even after death." Is there no perception after death?Tang Feng took the bullet tremblingly, squinting at the half-covered face of the man, the eyes hiding in the darkness lost their light, but the danger increased rapidly every second, Tang Feng shivered and pressed the bullet into the man's body in the coffin. On the face, the eyes that were originally hollow were filled with small balls and instantly became much more perfect.
"What else do you want? I've done everything according to your orders, so can't I let us go?" Tang Feng said as if he was going all out. He killed Han Yuqian not only to save Jiang Han but also to give himself a chance, but Opportunities are never in one's own hands. It is the right of the man wearing a black hooded cape. If he wants to give it, he has to fulfill a wish for him. If he doesn't want to give it, it is the prelude to death.
The room was very large, so empty that even the words echoed. Tang Feng's trembling breath hit the ice cube. The man took a step forward and then he took a step back, directly reaching the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror. The man in the mirror was half covered. With a smile on his face, he said: "This king keeps what he says, and I will agree with the person you want."
"Then when will he wake up?" Tang Feng leaned against the cold mirror, and only saw the coffin wrapped in ice. Inside lay a man he loved and hated. He died because of him and now he will die because of him. and live.
"When you died." The end that had been expected for a long time, Tang Feng held a dagger and pointed at the position of his heart, "King Murong, have you ever loved someone?" A little stiff, "I love him because I am a bitch, and he doesn't love me because I am a bitch. The best memories in my life are given by him, but in the end I found that everything was for another person. I killed him for I don’t regret saving people, I hope he won’t remember him when he wakes up.”
"Childish, love is such a vulgar thing. Since you love him, you are still jealous of the person he loves. If he loves enough, he will not forget, but you and I are afraid that it is not worth it!" Calm as usual for a second.
Tang Feng taunted himself, "It doesn't matter whether I remember or not, I am relieved when I die, and I feel relieved when he lives."
"I will let him fall asleep according to the agreement, and I will wake him up when the time is up." Tang Feng's agreement with King Murong is a real black contract, and the vine of jealousy is climbing day by day in his heart. He hates Han Yuqian for taking him away. The most precious years, those good times are all in vain in the end, his love is only physical entanglement, his heart is on Jiang Han, behind Tang Feng's enchanting smile is a scar that is so painful that it cannot heal itself, the pain is faint His chest enlarged without limit, he didn't hate Jiang Han, but he wanted to kill Han Yuqian, once the desire arose, the devil would come to him.
"I hope King Murong won't break the contract." Tang Feng lowered his eyes, raised his dagger a little, and glanced at the coffin from the corner of his eye, knowing that he couldn't see the person inside, but still pulled a wry smile, "The last thing I regret in my life is to be with you He came to Mingkong Continent, and what I regret the most is that I was not buried in the sea of fire." He shook his head again, as if he was crying with crystal clear tears, "Jiang Han, I'm sorry." This journey still caused you trouble.
"Death itself is too painful, why don't you let me give you a ride." The man in black raised his hands, and Tang Feng's dagger fell to the ground. For his reluctance, the man known as King Murong put one hand on top of his head, and purple flames ignited from Tang Feng's body. King Murong smiled secretly, which cheered up all the elves in the night, "This is what I sent you Let’s enjoy this last supper.” After that, Tang Feng collapsed to the ground, the purple flames all over his body became more and more vigorous, and a huge purple flower bloomed from his back, covering his body Shi Shiran. The body, bit by bit, is tightly sealed and sealed until it becomes a flower bone.
The black cloak swept over the purple flowers and walked to the coffin. The bloodless man was falling asleep. He glanced at the forgotten dagger on the ground and said to himself: "You said you are not afraid of death, what else is there to be afraid of?" What about it?" Turning around, the coffin lid was twitching tightly, the wind and rain were blowing outside the window, and the heavy rain beat on the glass window, creating a deathly silence and panic, King Murong walked out of the room, and the iron lock made a crisp sound of "ding ding ding" again, and the black cloak slowly Slowly leave, only the flying dust can prove that someone has been there.
"boom"
The bowl in his hand slipped to the ground and shattered into several pieces, and his mood became more disturbed. Ever since he woke up, Jiang Han felt that his chest was so tight, and there was a breath in his throat that he couldn't spit out and swallow. He even took the bowl in a trance. Unable to stop, Jiang Xiaotian heard the voice and ran to the kitchen and asked with wide eyes curiously: "Dad, can we have dinner?"
"Ah?" Jiang Han shook his head, finally regained consciousness, and turned to be very gentle and said to the baby, "Of course, I will add another bowl for you." The milk baby ran out happily again, Jiang Han I wondered what was wrong, but couldn't figure out why.
"Jiang Han, I've said it all, I'll get it here, what are you doing!" Chris snatched the bowl from his hand with a sullen expression, and pushed him out of the door, "You just woke up, don't be blind It's a toss, I know more about the kitchen work than you, you go and play with Xiao Tiantian, he has been waiting for you all afternoon!"
Chris started to serve the rice without saying a word, and then sprinkled some chopped green onion on a pot of soup. Compared with Jiang Han, he was much more skilled in his movements. Jiang Han nodded and shook his head: "No, I have to make another dish Thank you Tang Feng!" He turned around and came back, Chris squinted his hands and asked him, "Is it red wine stewed eggplant?"
"Hey, how do you know, his way of eating is very fresh, and ordinary people don't like to eat it. Tang Feng always uses this dish to tease Xiaotian. Of course, there is wine in it, so he can't give it to him." Jiang Jiang Han neatly washed the eggplants and poured oil into the pot, as neatly as a chef, so he didn't know that the only thing he was proficient in was this dish. "Tang Feng dislikes my poor craftsmanship every time, but he applauds this dish the most. Thanks to your timely arrival, otherwise I wouldn't even be able to see Xiaotian for the last time."
"Bah bah bah, what are you talking about, I'm coughing..." Chris coughed repeatedly, Jiang Han looked sideways and just met his eyes, the eggplant was smelling fragrant in the pot, and Chris continued. , "With us here, what can happen to you! Don't worry."
"Well, that's right, the bracelet you gave is indeed a good thing, Chris, where did you get it, I don't know how to thank you for giving me such a big gift."
"My brother gave it to me, you can accept it at ease, I don't ask for any return, I just hope" He paused, a pleasant aroma came from the tip of his nose, the faint scent of red wine was fresh and tangy, and the taste of eggplant was intriguing , Jiang Han turned around and asked: "What do you want?"
Chris froze on the spot, the scene at this time was extremely warm, he also watched the couple talk like this a long time ago, smiling and coquettishly at each other, the tenderness that could not be shaken off all the time, he was actually envious Yes, it was as if he felt in a trance that the present could be compared to those gorgeous pasts.
"I only hope that you can also cook a good dish for me." He pursed his lips and smiled, like the first ray of sunshine on the ice of winter, which made people feel warm.
"What's the problem? Tell me what you like to eat another day, and I'll make it for you in the future." Jiang Han agreed, but he didn't find anything wrong, just like making long-lost dishes for Tang Feng. How difficult is it for Reese to cook a dish for a person who saved him.
Cook me my favorite dishes in the future, how long is the deadline?Chris walked out of the kitchen and let out a breath against the moonlight. He told Jiang Han that they were all separated at that time, and he met Tang Feng halfway by relying on the instructions of the bracelet, and Tang Feng relied on We found Han Yuqian together with the understanding of Han Yuqian. He didn’t know about the dead fathers of the master of the Han family. What they can do now is to get out of the Han family village as soon as possible and start to the next target. The longer they are stuck here, the things he fears will happen There will be more.
"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." the howling of the wolf was looming. Under a tree, a man in flirtatious attire is looking up at the moon.Chris stopped where he was, and gently pulled the courtyard door, feeling a little uncertain, as if closing the door would put all danger out of the way, but the vines in the dark night are taking root and sprouting, entwining his heart step by step, dangerous, unstoppable foreknowledge.
The moonlight in the sky just washed by the torrential rain was just right, and when a dark cloud occasionally blocked it, the man who looked at the moon turned to him and said, "I came at just the right time."
The aroma of the food floated to the front of the courtyard door, Chris trembled all over, he was Tang Feng but not like him, as if there was an unknown mistake in the middle, and Chris couldn't figure it out, maybe it was I think too much.
The wind blows the leaves and the leaves fall, the wolves stare at the top of the mountain, the shadow man gazes into the distance, like a wizard relying on unknown power to make the moon rise and set. The cloak fluttered in the valley, the wolves leaped into the sky in a commotion, their green eyes glowed in the dark night, and after a roar, the cloak was torn apart.
"Oh, the night in Murong country is still so cold." It seems that he is remembering the past, and expressing his sorrow. Only the moon who looks up can know whether he is an old friend or a returning one.
The author has something to say:
King Murong, after writing this point, the journey about Murong Kingdom will come to an end. As for Han Yuqian's death, whether Tang Feng's death is real or not, what exactly is it?
I portrayed Tang Feng as a character who only recognizes one person in his heart. He is romantic but not affectionate. He fell in love with Han Yuqian but had to kill him to protect Jiang Han. The contract trades death for life, most of the love in this world is produced unconsciously, you love me, I love him, he loves her, it is very worrying, only when you look back will you find that this life has become a regret .
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