Tread thousands of dust

Chapter 120

Ling Ziming felt that Luo Yingran might have gone crazy, so she chuckled lightly:

"You ask me why? What do you say? I know him, I know what he is thinking, what about you? Apart from being self-righteous, what have you done for him? My brother is lenient enough to you, why do you still do this hurt him?"

"I hurt him? Who is the one who hurt him to where he is today? It's you! You and that queen Ke, you are not worthy! The leader doesn't need useless people like you! Only I can help him! I I can help him return to the top! I can help him become the supreme martial artist again!"

"Heh." Ling Ziming sneered, "It's ridiculous, do you know why my brother likes Xiao Ke so much? Why is Xiao Ke eligible to stay in Pan Xiaotai? Because he was the only one who dared to challenge the position of leader back then, and he was the brother's most want to be."

Luo Yingran roared angrily: "You nonsense! The leader is the leader! He is the master of the Wenyu League! He is the strongest in the world! How could he like that trash! Ling Ziming! I must kill you!"

Ling Ziming said indifferently: "You can't beat me."

Luo Yingran drew his sword to fight, Ling Ziming only felt tired.

Of course Luo Yingran was not Ling Ziming's opponent, but Ling Ziming kept thinking in his heart: I can't kill her... I can't kill her...

It's not that Luo Yingran didn't know that Ling Ziming's martial arts were superior to hers, but she was also really shocked.

Ling Ziming only had three moves, and she knocked Luo Yingran's sword to the ground with one hand. Her arm lay across Luo Yingran's neck, forcing her into a corner.

"you lose."

Luo Yingran may have expected that she would not be able to win, but she still has to try her best. Ling Ziming's reputation as a lady with thin eyebrows is not for nothing. There are many masters in the martial arts world who may not be her opponents. Feng Yi was so well protected that many people mistakenly thought that Ling Ziming was an ordinary person seeking fame.

"You'd better leave here, brother will let you live."

"Impossible." Luo Yingran burst into tears, "You will kill him."

Ling Ziming was stunned, and Luo Yingran choked up and said: "You are a Gu girl, no matter whether you are really good for him or not, no matter whether you let him betray the martial arts or not, as long as you are still by his side, you will definitely kill him." his......"

Ling Ziming couldn't say anything, let go of Luo Yingran in a trance, then spat out a mouthful of blood, knelt on the ground and held his heart.

Luo Yingran had just picked up the sword and pointed it at her when she suddenly heard a group of people break into the door.

Shu Qiyun shouted in panic: "Zi Ming!"

Ling Ziming half-kneeled on the ground panting, seemed to bear the pain, but also seemed to have some fun, the fight just now stimulated her.

Luo Yingran turned around and was surrounded by several people.

She looked at the door expectantly, until that person was surrounded by the door, Luo Yingran confirmed at that moment that her heart was beating.

"Subordinates refer to the leader."

Mo Feng glanced at her strangely, Shu Qiyun had already hugged Ling Ziming.

Mo Feng turned his head slightly and asked, "Are you okay?"

Ling Ziming shook his head and looked at Mo Fengyi worriedly.

Luo Yingran raised her head in a daze, and found that he was not talking to herself.

Pei Zhixu stepped forward and said: "Leader, Miss A Yuan has passed away, her body is slightly cold, it looks like she died in the middle of the night last night."

Mo Fengyi sighed and nodded: "Notify Xun Can to bury him properly."

"Yes."

Shu Qiyun said softly: "I'll take her back first, you can handle it yourself here."

Mo Fengyi nodded and walked in front of Luo Yingran.

"Are you faithful to me...?"

Luo Yingran said with a wry smile: "This subordinate is willing to go through fire and water for the lord... I will die."

Mo Fengyi also smiled: "Really?"

"But I beg the lord to grant my subordinates a death." Luo Yingran's tears still hung on his face, "I just... only want to die by your sword."

"Don't you want to justify something?"

Luo Yingran raised her head slightly and met his gaze.

"The lord is the lord. The lord can't fall off the altar because of anyone. The lord is the best lord in the world." Luo Yingran looked at Mo Fengyi fascinatedly, and traced his delicate face and figure.

Mo Fengyi looked into her eyes with undisguised greed and fanaticism, he finally raised the corners of his lips: "I asked you to leave the imperial city, why didn't you want to?"

Luo Yingran said directly: "Because the leader needs me."

"Since you know how important the imperial city is, why did you disobey my order?"

"The leader...didn't you also lie to me? Didn't you keep it from me when you left Pan Xiaotai and came to the imperial city? The subordinates just don't want to see you being punished and scolded by various families in the rivers and lakes."

"I warned you a long time ago, don't associate with people from Wei Bin's palace, do you think I don't know anything?"

Luo Yingran said softly: "Of course you know...the lord is wise and powerful, but don't you already distrust me? Otherwise, why would you send someone to monitor me? Why don't you send me any more missions?" ? Have you ever had any real affirmation of me?"

"Yes..." Mo Fengyi said softly, in the end he didn't want to say anything, and turned around to leave.

"Leader!" Luo Yingran exclaimed suddenly.

Mo Fengyi turned around, the girl finally smiled and said: "Subordinate...May the lord rule the Jianghu, Chang'an Yongle..."

Mo Fengyi just shook his head in his heart and went out.

Mo Fengyi kept waiting, and after a while, Pei Zhixu went out with a long sword and said, "This is Luo Yingran's saber."

Mo Fengyi looked at it and said, "I gave it to her."

"Yes."

Mo Fengyi stretched out his hand to caress the sword body, and finally held the sword sheath, using force in his hand, the sword sheath was intact, but the sword body inside was broken, the sword was broken and people died, this is the rule of the world.

Mo Feng said calmly: "Send her back to her hometown for burial."

"Yes."

Mo Fengyi closed his eyes: "Take a break in Zhuijinzhai and change your name."

Pei Zhixu froze for a moment: "What do you plan to change your name to?"

"Cihuan Tower." Mo Fengyi blurted out, "And from now on, this place will have nothing to do with Wen Yumeng."

"My subordinate understands."

Mo Fengyi wobbled back to Linfeng Wanxuan.

Ling Ziming regained her spirits after resting for a while, she could smell him sensitively: "Have you been drinking?"

"Aren't you with Shu Qiyun?" Mo Fengyi raised his head and took another sip of wine.

Ling Ziming went up to stop him and said, "He sent me back after I rested. Where have you been?"

Mo Fengyi raised his head and said, "Are you healthy? Didn't you tell you not to kill/people?"

"Then you can't let others kill/me?" Ling Ziming took down the jug and said, "Don't drink it and you'll have a headache again!"

Mo Feng hugged the flagon relentlessly, Ling Ziming could only sigh, and saw another person when he looked up.

Ling Ziming asked: "Brother Xun, have you gone to get back the formation map?"

Xun Can nodded: "It has been handed over to General Jiagui, and Ah Yuan will be buried/buried tomorrow, you can go with me."

"Okay." Ling Ziming turned his head in response, "Brother, he..."

"Let me do it."

Ling Ziming nodded and went out the door.

Xun Can stepped forward to help him up and put him on his body. Mo Fengyi lay in his arms and closed his eyes quietly.

"Shall I drink with you?"

Mo Fengyi buried his face in his neck, and asked softly, "Aren't you going to arrest someone?"

Xun Can's arms tightened, and he hugged him even more: "I found the layout plan, and I can report this matter to the Holy Majesty, and I don't need to grab it."

Mo Feng nodded wearily, then opened his eyes: "Where do you plan to bury A Yuan?"

Xun Can took the jug from his hand, raised his head and took a sip for himself: "My ancestral mausoleum."

"She will be happy." Mo Fengyi stroked his face, turned his head and kissed him.

They saw tears in each other's eyes, but they never fell.

Xun Can became ruthless as if stimulated, and Mo Fengyi's waist trembled slightly.

"lighter......"

Mo Fengyi also stopped talking, and kissed the corner of his eyes lightly, touching a piece of warmth.

"you......"

"Don't talk." Xun Can's voice was a little hoarse.

Mo Fengyi was picked up by him and placed on the bed, he felt a strange emotion.

He opened his eyes and found that the man was looking at him too.

"I know you are sad, and so am I." Mo Fengyi wiped away the moisture from the corners of his eyes.They were in such close contact that Xun Can could detect even the slightest ailment from Mo Fengyi.

Mo Fengyi suddenly said: "Take me away."

Xun Can instantly stopped all movements and looked at him with incredulous eyes.

"What did you say?"

"I don't want to stay here anymore. Whether it's the Imperial City or the Pan Xiao Terrace, I hate it." Mo Fengyi smiled lightly, "I want to wander the world with you."

Xun Can was terrified. In the past, Mo Fengyi never thought of escaping no matter what. What happened this time?

Xun Can kissed his forehead, from the tip of his eyebrows to the corners of his eyes, and finally said: "I can, but you can't."

Mo Fengyi raised his eyes and was speechless, Xun Can continued: "If I leave, what I will give up will be wealth, fame and power, but you are different."

Mo Fengyi lay on his chest and acted shamelessly: "But I don't want to care about anything, I just want to go with you..."

"Okay then, I'll take you away." Xun Can held him in his arms helplessly.

The corners of Mo Fengyi's lips curled up, sniffing the aloe fragrance on his body with confidence, and slowly fell asleep.

Xun Can gently kissed his forehead, he knew that Mo Fengyi just wanted an affirmative voice.

Water! Still water!

Mo Fengyi is almost insane, why is it always water!

This time he was not awakened by a start, but Xun Can pushed him awake.

"What's wrong? Have a nightmare again?" Xun Can touched his forehead, feeling a little hot.

Mo Fengyi's mind was dull, so he could only lean on him and nod his head.

"I made you drink alcohol last night, and you have a fever." Xun Can complained and went down to pour water for him and get the quilt.

"Is it burning..." Mo Fengyi lay on his side with his body propped up, looking out the window, it was already dimly lit.

Xun Can brought hot water, then covered him with a quilt and said, "I actually found out that something was wrong with you last night, but I didn't say anything."

Mo Fengyi's voice was also a little hoarse: "You still look at me with a fever?"

Xun Can raised the corners of his lips: "It's good to be a little confused, go to sleep."

Mo Fengyi was lazy, so he was too lazy to argue with him, so Xun Can leaned against him and held him in his arms.

"Why are you okay..."

Xun Can chuckled lightly: "I told you not to eat properly, and you don't need to add clothes when it's autumn..."

Mo Fengyi didn't listen to what was said later, and fell asleep again in a drowsy state.

Daybreak, sky prison.

Shu Hanxu walked in with his hands behind his back.

"The offender sees His Majesty." Kun Yi was handcuffed, dressed in rags but held himself upright, and he didn't even show humility when he knelt down.

Shu Hanxu dismissed the people in the prison, sat in front of him and said, "Kun Yi, how many years have you been prime minister?"

"Back to Your Majesty, it should have been 15 years."

Shu Hanxu shook his head: "After this autumn, it should be 16 years."

"Your Majesty Shengming."

"In the past 16 years, you have done a good job." Shu Hanxu got up and walked in front of him.

Kun Yi said indifferently: "The guilty minister is ashamed of the grace of the saint and has committed a heinous crime. I only ask His Majesty to spare the child's life."

"Kun Tong Yaozhen will let him out of the city, as long as he doesn't cause trouble, I will keep him safe."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"I'm not letting him go, but rewarding you."

Kun Yi didn't speak any more.

"It's been hard work for you during this time."

"I would like to smear the ground for Your Majesty."

"Wen Tinglan, I don't want her to stay in the imperial city anymore." Shu Hanxu said calmly.

Kun Yi was obviously taken aback: "Your Majesty..."

"I know you have always wanted a daughter, but it's a pity that she is not your daughter after all, so let's go." Shu Hanxu looked at the kneeling man.

"Everything...but it's up to His Majesty."

Shu Hanxu asked: "Xun Can entered the palace today and told me that someone in the Imperial City intends to collude with Southern Style Messenger, who do you think it is?"

"The guilty minister doesn't know."

"I don't need to pursue what happened before, but what about now?" Shu Hanxu's face showed displeasure.

"Your Majesty, he is just a lost child." Kun Yi whispered.

"I have let him go time and time again, but this time, I don't know how to bear it any longer." Shu Hanxu clenched his fists, "Kun Yi, you told me before that you could help him, so what in the end?"

Kun Yi sighed, "It's the guilty minister's fault!"

"It's not your fault, but he didn't know what to do." Shu Hanxu was also quite helpless, "This time, I can't let it go."

"The old minister is guilty! The old minister is guilty! Think twice, Your Majesty!" Kun Yi suddenly couldn't care about anything.

"Jiangzhi colludes with Nanshi in disregard of Beiyi's kindness. I will definitely not keep her. Before Xun Can told me, I already had all the evidence."

Kun Yi was suddenly excited: "The battle is now! Your Majesty will make Nan Shi even more crazily revenge! Think twice, Your Majesty!"

"I know it even if you don't tell me." Shu Hanxu said indifferently, "But this is already deceiving people too much. My Qingfeng Army will not lose, and I am not afraid."

"His Majesty!"

"Don't talk anymore, I've already made up my mind." Shu Hanxu said coldly, "Did I treat you poorly all these years? Didn't I treat you well enough? Is it not you who are wrong but I!"

"Your Majesty, there is no right or wrong in the court affairs. I just hope that your Majesty will be considerate. After all, the northwest is too remote and not suitable for the habits of Beiyi people. It is difficult for our army to gain the upper hand!"

"I have made up my mind, today is just chatting with you like before, no need to mention these again."

Kun Yi was taken aback and became quiet.

"When I transferred you back to the imperial city from the local area, I hoped that you could assist me, just like Song Yushan and Huang Kao back then. It's just that I thought too well, but the world didn't go as expected. After all, I couldn't keep you. .”

Kun Yi bent his lips and smiled: "Your Majesty's kindness to the criminal minister will never be repaid by the criminal minister."

Shu Hanxu sighed: "I know you hate me, because you should have been prime minister long before Ling Zhaohuan, but Huang Kao didn't like Ling Zhaohuan, but he didn't like you either, so he simply transferred you all out. There is no one around me."

"This is the fate of the guilty minister. I have been with Shengjia since I was a child. As a companion, I grew up with His Majesty. Naturally, I should share His Majesty's worries."

Shu Hanxu sat down and said: "Kun Yi, I still like to chat with you. People like Ling Zhaohuan really make me tired."

Kun Yi was silent for a moment, Shu Hanxu chuckled lightly and said: "Huang Kao doesn't like him, and so do I. People like Ling Zhaohuan are suitable for teaching and educating people. They shouldn't come to the court. Even if they go to the court, they can't be the prime minister. Only you are suitable."

Kun Yi bowed tremblingly: "I... fear!"

"You don't need to panic. I know you hate him, because a scholar won you to be the prime minister. It is impossible for you not to hate him, but even if Ling Zhaohuan was relegated by his father, it was not you who became the prime minister at that time, because Song and the Goodness can't tolerate you. Kun Yi, I know you hate me, but I have no other choice, so I can only wait for him to return to his hometown before I can transfer you back, but I didn't expect that even this was wrong."

Kun Yi smiled sadly: "That's right, Your Majesty, you shouldn't have transferred me back to the imperial city. Even Ling Zhaohuan is more suitable than the guilty minister."

"But it's been so long, and you still dare to try to shake my country! Isn't this deceiving the emperor! Isn't it betrayal!"

"I dare not!" Kun Yi prostrated himself, "I do have selfish intentions, but I dare not disobey the Holy One!"

Shu Hanxu was wearing a golden python robe, and he was very revered, but he really felt that he was very powerless, "You dare not, but you have already done it."

"Today is the last journey I will send you off, and it can be regarded as fulfilling your so-called absolute sincerity." Shu Hanxu said and walked away in a huff.

Kun Yi lowered his head in silence.

What is there.

With Ling Ziming's arm resting on the desk, Jiao Yanhong had been taking his pulse for half an hour.

Ling Ziming glanced at Mo Fengyi who was drowsy next to him.

"Didn't you just have a fever? How did you come out to have a hair dryer so quickly?"

Mo Fengyi blinked, rubbed his brows and said: "Isn't it all right? I'll just accompany you. Anyway, that heartless person can't come."

Ling Ziming lowered his eyebrows: "The prince wants to avoid suspicion."

"But I don't need it, so I'm here." Mo Feng said with a serious expression, "He's been very busy recently, he's going to fight, so he can't leave."

"I know." Ling Ziming obediently did not ask again.

Jiao Yanhong withdrew his hand, looked at Ling Ziming's ruddy face and asked, "How many people did you kill?"

"No less than 20 people in total."

"Why are you bothering? It's enough to knock them out, why bother to be so tired and uneasy?" Jiao Yanhong sighed and asked someone to pack the medicine box.

"Master Zu, it doesn't make any difference, anyway, it's not a Gu, I'm fine." Ling Ziming withdrew his hands and sat quietly.

Mo Fengyi frowned slightly: "Isn't it okay if Zi Ming didn't cast a Gu? Didn't she control herself?"

Jiao Yanhong sneered: "Do you think children play house? Is this something that can be controlled? She can control herself not to play Gu this time, what about after that? As long as she has the thought of killing/people, she will be in great pain. Ann! This is getting worse and deeper!"

Mo Fengyi felt scared, and asked tentatively: "So if you don't kill/people, can you be fine?"

Jiao Yanhong sighed softly: "Now there is no other way, Ziming, you must promise not to use force against others again, otherwise once the murderous nature in your heart erupts, it will be unpredictable! At that time, you will go crazy and you can't take it back I can't stop!"

Ling Ziming looked at Mo Fengyi with a smile and nodded.

"The disciple understands."