Do not kiss the king

Chapter 67

"Master Fang, they...they were prepared!"

"The city... couldn't be attacked... how many people didn't survive..."

The demon who came back to report the letter was covered with scars, but what he said was astonishing.

Fang Shiyun's eyes darkened.

Impossible, a mortal cannot be the opponent of a demon.

What kind of medicine is in Chi Jinnian's pot?

Suddenly, a sound whized across the sky, and a strange wind passed by. When the sound fell, a few hot sparks burst out.

"Yuaner!"

Fang Shiyun's eyes widened, and without thinking, she turned around amidst the screams of other monsters, and ran towards the carriage.

A sea of ​​flames suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and a figure rushed out of the blood-red barrier, holding a thin young man firmly in his arms.

Fang Shiyun's eyes were bloodshot, he took the person that Gu Cong handed over, spread his wide black wings to shield the young man from the hot sparks, and kicked off the ground with both feet.

Ruan Yuan held onto his neck tightly, but his eyes were glued to Gu Cong's dusty face.

Seeing that he was getting farther and farther away from Gu Cong, he could only open his mouth, watching Gu Cong holding his sword, his figure gradually disappearing into the arrogant red.

Suddenly, a spark splashed on his face, burning into the strings of memories.

There once seemed to be such a big fire one day.

He also looked at a figure in the same way, riding a white horse, engulfed in flames.

The heart trembled twice, and it cracked with the arc of Fang Shiyun's flapping wings.

As he got farther and farther away from the flame, the pain in his heart became more and more obvious.

who is... who is that...

The call was stuck in his throat, and his fingers began to tremble.

A certain unclear profile, wearing a crown, drove by with the sound of wheels rolling.

Once the deeply buried things are dug out, the liver and gallbladder will be shattered.

Ruan Yuan took a deep breath, and finally tried his best to interrupt the restlessness in his mind, and shouted,

"Gu Cong---!!!"

There was a whoosh, and something flew past.

Ruan Yuan fixed his eyes, an arrow cut off his temple hair, and then ten, twenty arrows rushed towards him.

Before he could shout out, he watched an arrow pointing at him, but stuck in the black wing.

Fang Shiyun groaned in pain, and bumped the arm holding the young master, but did not let go.

Ruan Yuan's pupils trembled, and his fingers trembled more and more violently.

The breath of death invaded the nostrils, and some long-lost faces and long-lost calls shook the mind vigorously.

He thought of Baguio and her little face, of the folding fan in Ruan You's hand, of Zhi Hua's lips, and of Chi Yinxu waving to him under the poplar tree.

Everyone is so alive.

Everyone's death is so painful.

Shimmer climbed up the pupils along the tears, and finally became clear.

He remembered.

He remembered how the people he cared about turned into ashes one by one, how the prince put on a golden dragon robe, and forgot his calling on the side of the street.

He also finally knew that the important person he was going to meet was called Chi Jinnian.

But now, Fang Shiyun, who was holding him, stood on the opposite side of Chi Jinnian.

Fang Shiyun wanted to kill Chi Jinnian, and Chi Jinnian wanted to kill Fang Shiyun.

So these arrows, this strange fire, all originated from Chi Jinnian.

Tears fell along Fang Shiyun's cheeks along with Fang Shiyun's blood, and the young master closed his eyes.

Fang Shiyun's voice suddenly sounded from above,

"Yuaner."

"I promise you, I will let you see him again."

"At that time, all sins, all emotions, you have to pay ten to five..."

"Ask him for clarification."

Ruan Yuan suddenly began to sob, from forbearance to heart-piercing.

Gu Cong's sword flew over and blocked several arrows for them.

Fang Shiyun lowered her head, landed on a tree branch, exchanged glances with Gu Cong who was chasing after her, and then handed the son in her hand to Gu Cong.

In the distance, many demons followed behind.

But when they arrived at Huajing, apart from Ruan Yuan, only Fang Shiyun and Gu Cong were left.

The mighty demon army was wiped out under the punishment of the gods.

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On the city tower, a mighty army.

Downstairs, two scarred people and a thin son.

The soldiers drew their bows and pointed at them. The young master supported Fang Shiyun's shoulders, and his feet fell on the ground, but he couldn't stand still.

He raised his head, opened his lips slightly, and stared blankly at the proud yellow on the tower.

And the emperor's gaze finally fell on his face again, after two years.

The emperor's eyes were still as black, as deep, and as unpredictable.

But once he thought so deeply that he understood him.

The two eyes met, but the bridge of trust collapsed.

Ruan Yuan closed his eyes, tears fell silently on the stone bricks with the sound of his heart twitching.

Suddenly, there was a chill on the neck, and something pressed against it.

Ruan Yuan opened his eyes, lowered his head, and saw Fang Shiyun's sword.

He was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously met the eyes of the man on the tower.

He remembered how the prince knocked over the wine glass in his hand in the past, how he lost control of his emotions in front of him, how he put his arms around his waist and told him that it was good for him to live.

But this time, the emperor didn't change his face.

"Chi Jinnian!"

"I'll take his life in exchange for you to open the city gate, will you change it or not!"

Fang Shiyun's voice pierced the sky, extremely fierce.

The question was thrown out, but what came back was a bloody knife.

The emperor's eyes fell on his neck, then on Gu Cong's face, and then looked away.

The emperor opened his mouth, and his voice was as calm as before.

Then he said in this memory-stirring voice,

"No change."

There was a thumping sound in the heart, and it finally jumped out and then sank to the bottom.

Do not change.

At this moment, the flame in Ruan Yuan's heart was completely extinguished.

It wasn't until this moment that he completely believed that the prince violated his oath and suffocated his feelings in the yellow sand of the desert.

His hard work and persistence have truly become a joke.

So their relationship is just fine.

"Chi Jinnian."

Ruan Yuan's voice was not loud, but very clear, shaking from side to side on the city wall,

"I never thought about letting you open the city gate."

"I never thought that I would use my life to shake you..." His pupils began to shake violently, "The country was finally conquered."

"No one knows better than me how much you want to take revenge and how much you want to sit on the throne."

"But I don't understand why I've been waiting for you, but it turned out like this."

The emperor's pupils suddenly dilated, and blood streaked up the whites of his eyes.

The young master smiled sadly, looked straight at the emperor, tears lined his eyes.

"After you leave, I look forward to your coming every day."

"I'll wait for you under the Populus euphratica tree, find someone to send you a letter, and even go to your wedding ceremony..."

"But you never answered your letter, and you never came back."

"I was so close to you that day, and you didn't..." His chest began to tremble violently, and he seemed to use all his strength to say every word, "Look at me."

"Chi Jinnian..." The young master's eyes were red, "I can't tell the difference between a man and a demon, and I can't tell the truth from the fake."

"I have believed in the promise you made casually for two years."

"Why do you...give me happiness yourself, and then take it away yourself."

The young master's legs were weak, but his fingers tightly clasped the clothes on Fang Shiyun's shoulders, and he stood upright,

"Chi Jinnian..."

"The strength of my life has been used up on you."

"From now on, everything ordinary and worthless in the world belongs to you."

His breathing began to be difficult, his expression became grim, and he covered his chest with his hands. Every word he said was painful, and the blood in his eyes flowed out in sad arcs.

"I just remember you said... you said I... will always be your Princess Jin..."

"But I forgot..." The young master's eyelids were heavy, trembling, "You have long been... the King of Jin."

"Then I'm for you..." He looked at the man on the tower with his last strength, even though he couldn't see clearly, "What is it..."

"Ruan Yuan!!!"

"Ruan Yuan——!"

Fang Shiyun and Gu Cong's voices sounded at the same time, but the son let go of his fingers. Before he closed his eyes, he saw the yellow stain on the tower move.

That smear of yellow seemed to be coming towards him.

But he had no more strength and opened his eyes.

In the end, he still didn't understand why he and Chi Jinnian couldn't survive the next eight years.

Ruan Yuan completely softened and lost his vitality.

Fang Shiyun stabilized his waist, but the young man's head drooped.

Gu Cong stood where he was, watching Fang Shiyun tremblingly stretching out his hand to probe his breath.

Then Fang Shiyun's roar tore through the sky, Gu Cong's heart also exploded, and he couldn't fight anymore.

Once the promise under the poplar tree is broken, it is eternal.

"Half a year, a year."

"Whenever I sit on the throne, I will come to pick you up."

"Jin Lang... wants to win."

"I'll wait for you here for many years."

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Chi Jinnian watched the little boy fall down with his own eyes, a long column of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and all the nerves in his body burst.

"Ruan Yuan!!!"

He yelled, his eyes almost fell out of their sockets, and under the eyes of everyone, he was heart-piercing.

He watched Fang Shiyun probe his breath, watched Fang Shiyun howl in despair, his body moved on its own, about to leap down the tower.

General Bodyguard Qi and several soldiers rushed forward, grabbing his beast-like mad body.

Then the scarred monster downstairs put the little boy into Gu Cong's arms, spread its black wings, and rushed up with staring eyes.

"Chi Jinnian!!!"

"I want you to pay for his life!!"

Seeing this, the general of the escort flag raised his hand, and the rain of arrows poured down from the tower.

Fang Shiyun blocked many arrows with her sword, and then forced out all the arrows stuck in her body with terrifying force.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, but with a wave of monster power, he instantly knocked down one side of the tower.

Chi Jinnian ignored Fang Shiyun, staring at the person in Gu Cong's arms, watching the rain of arrows raining down mercilessly, wishing to use his body to block it.

But he was held back, and he could only watch Gu Cong protect the young master in his arms, kneel on the ground, and was shot all over by arrows.

Fang Shiyun approached with red eyes, and before hitting the emperor, a white mustache staff flew over, and the spiritual power scattered, and Fang Shiyun was bounced away.

Such a strong monster, in front of the gods, is just an evil thought that will disperse at the first touch.

Sanqing rode a white crane, retracted his mustache, and Fang Shiyun fell heavily on the ground, spitting blood.

"Fang Shiyun, you won't live long."

"Your demon power has been exhausted, and it is impossible to restore the Southern Territory."

Fang Shiyun raised her head, looked at the person on the white crane, with a look of understanding on her face, then shifted her gaze to Chi Jinnian,

"The gods will help you..."

"But you are not worthy, Chi Jinnian."

Before he fell down, he finally shifted his gaze to Young Master Xiaoqiao's face.

He smiled and closed his eyes.

Yuan'er, I'm here to accompany you.

He can't die with you, but I can.

Countless arrows were inserted into the ground of the tower.

The emperor was holding on to the stone of the tower with both hands, still caught in the young man's last voice, howling resounding through the sky.

The arrow stopped falling, and Gu Cong finally let go of the person in his arms.

Covered with arrows, he raised his head with the last of his strength, and met the uncontrollable eyes of the emperor.

"Chi Jinnian."

"Actually, he didn't forget anything."

He said, the corners of his mouth slowly dripping blood,

"He and I.. have been waiting for you for two years."

"Now I regret that I handed him over to you."

As soon as the words fell, he closed those eyes full of hatred.

"Do not---!"

The emperor shouted loudly, and blood flowed from his throat.

"Quick! Set fire to the demon!"

The general of the escort flag issued an order.

The emperor stared madly,

"Who dares to let go!!"

After that, he slapped him with all his strength, and the soldiers who were pulling him backed away holding their chests.

Then he jumped off the tower and landed on the ground.

Just like when he was holding the waist of the little boy, falling from the eaves.

Just like when he hugged the little boy and fell from the branch.

But this time, his little son was lying beside him in the rain of arrows, without making a sound.

He strode over, hugged the young master's head in full view of everyone, stroked his blood-stained face over and over again, put his chin on his forehead, and cried heart-rendingly.

He didn't want to believe that his son had been waiting for him.

He also didn't want to believe that the young master he wanted to protect desperately was made into Liu Siye's emaciated and weak appearance.

He didn't guard Liu Siye, but what he regrets the most now is not being able to guard his young master.

"Ruan Yuan... Ruan Yuan..."

He mumbled his name, held his face in his hands, his internal organs were ruptured,

"you are me…"

"My favorite..."

he cries.

He cried that he was cruel and merciless.

He cried that he was not good at words.

Crying to myself, in the end, failed to make the young master understand that he was the love of his life.

Wrong, everything is wrong.

Like a dream, there are no winners.

They all lost everything.

The parting of life and death along the way has also become common.

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The author has something to say:

The author: "It's not over yet! Don't be afraid, everyone! It's not BE!"

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