Deposed Empress General

Biquge www.readwn.com, the fastest update of the latest chapter of the general after disuse!

Chapter 31: The Witch

Time does not know how long it has passed. At night, the gray leaves of the night are still extremely cold even in summer. No one was around, and Xi Jing's soldiers did not follow. The left wolf felt his legs numb in the mire. Every time she tried to move, she sank faster. After a few times, she gave up completely.

There was a strange worm in her ear, and she looked at the night sky in a daze.

Suddenly someone said in the dark, "You are at ease."

Zuolanglang turned his head and saw Murong Yan standing far away from the quagmire, standing upright, with a straight posture. Without knowing why, she suddenly relaxed and spread her hands: "It's not ... I'm not willing to myself!"

Murong Yan laughed and stood beside him for a while. Zuo Canglang said, "Lord, how do you feel about your subordinates' performance?"

Murong Yan raised her eyebrows and asked, "What?"

Zuolanglang finally hurriedly said, "If you think it's okay, save me! I'm going to sink!"

Murong Yan couldn't help laughing. After laughing, he checked the terrain and immediately started to undress. Zuolanglang said, "Lord, you ... are not planning to come down with me ..."

Mu Rongyan ignored her and took off her cloak and robe, and tore them into a string, tied a rope, one end was tied tightly to a nearby boulder, and one end was thrown away to her. The left wolf grasped the cloth strip and moved forward little by little.

Hanyue was like a knife, and the stars blinked, and Murong Yan stood on the shore, wearing only a white jacket. Occasionally, the left wolf can't climb, as long as he looks up at him, he is full of strength. She managed to **** her milk and finally crawled to the shore extremely slowly.

Murong Yan was about to reach out and pull her, but when she saw her black mud, she retracted her hand. The left wolf climbed up, and there was no clean place on his body. To make matters worse, her legs were already frozen.

She gasped under the thorny bushes, and Murong Yan said, "Can you stick to the Three Mile Road?"

Zuo Canglang struggled to get up, and Murong Yan saw that she was really unstable, so she had to get closer and let her lean on her left shoulder. The left wolf leaned on him tightly, struggling forward. With a sore throat, she reluctantly asked, "Willn't the Xijing people come after me?"

Murong Yan said, "Fei Yan will lead them away. We only have one hour. We can't get out of here, we will be caught up sooner or later."

The left wolf nodded, only to be bitten by poisonous insects in the quagmire, and now he felt a little bit itchy and itchy, and his skin was scratched by arrows. She couldn't take care of it so much, she just moved forward step by step. By the time it was finally out of the swamp, it was already midnight.

The White Wolf River was right in front of him, and the left wolf almost crawled into the water and washed away the black mud. She couldn't help being stunned by the strange smell of mud. When it was almost washed, she turned her head and saw Murong Yan was also in the water. He had always had a heavy hair and his hair was loose at this time. He was only wearing a coat, and his hair was wet, and he was tightly attached to his body. Across the river reed, the two looked at each other and both laughed.

This scene cannot be overstated as a dog of a bereavement.

After laughing, Murong Yan said: "Xiao Jicheng must be tightly guarded now, and we will enter the city at dawn." But don't try to escape Xi Jing's chase and finally die in his own hands.

Zuolanglang promised, "But isn't it?"

Murong Yan said: "She will be fine."

He had a good idea, and the left wolf didn't ask again. Murong Yan drew his wet clothes and sat under the reeds, afraid to make a fire, only to be attracted to the Jing Army at this time. The two fled for the middle of the night, hungry, tired and sleepy, and he rested against the rocks by the river.

The cool wind penetrates the body and the chill penetrates the bone. He suddenly reached out and said to the left wolf, "Come here."

The left wolf walked blankly, and Murong Yan motioned for her to sit down, and took her feet into her arms. The left wolf was scalded: "Lord!"

Murong Yan said, "Sit down." Zuo Canglang had to sit down, and he whispered again, "I can't think of the cold night in Ashabahara."

The left wolf didn't speak, and his body temperature was like sparks of fire through wet clothes. She doesn't know if it's cold or cold, but the cold moon is so beautiful, and the smoke barriers are not disturbed.

After that night, there was no good night.

The next day, Murong Yan and the left wolf entered Xiaojicheng and rushed back to Jinyang. Until returning to his house, the left wolf really fell asleep in bed.

Wang Yunzhao still placed her in the small courtyard where she lived, and then served Murong Yan to bathe and change clothes. Murong Yan said, "Apart from Leng Feiyan, who else can contact me at the swallow's nest?"

Wang Yunzhao said slightly, "Feng Ping can."

Murong Yan nodded: "Let him contact the Swallow's Nest. If three days later, Leng Feiyan will not return, he will take over."

Wang Yunzhao was surprised: "But what happened to Leng Shaojun?"

Murong Yan lowered her head and tied her shirt with a strapless attitude. "Maybe, with her skill, there may be a way of life. But she is not familiar with the terrain. If it falls into the hands of Xijing people, it should be dead."

Wang Yunzhao said, "Will your Highness send someone to look over? Maybe ..."

"No." Before he finished speaking, Murong Yan said lightly: "Not worth it."

In the afternoon, the left wolf woken up and Murong Yan ordered people to prepare an afternoon meal in the waterside. Zhou Xin, Feng Ping, and Xu Lang all attended the meeting. Zhou Xin said: "Now, the Lord reversed the case for the Yang family and vigorously countered Xi Jing. People's minds have been biased. Why not directly ascend to the throne?"

Mu Rongyan groaned a little and said, "At this time, you will inevitably force the palace to take the throne and the profane name of the chaotic thief."

Wang Yunzhao interjected at this time, saying: "If the Lord declares himself to be the King of the Yan Dynasty, and temporarily supervises the Kingdom of the Yan King, there should be no objection."

Mu Rongyan thought about it and said, "I have to talk to the old gang of Chen Chengjing. I don't have any close friends in the DPRK. They are still standing with the father. They are attached to me because of helplessness."

Feng Ping said: "Everyone in the old minister is not determined. If the grace given by His Royal Highness is superior to His Majesty, it is hard to say who these people really are facing."

Murong Yan glanced at the left wolf and asked, "What do you think?"

Zuo Canglang said, "The subordinates in the Middle Kingdom do not understand. But now they are following the Lord, and they are traitors in the eyes of His Majesty. They did not realize this, but the last time His Majesty the messenger has Let them have a lingering fear. If Xiao Yi is powerful, I think they will not be too opposed. "

Murong Yan said: "Today, only Cheng Chengjing can convince the people, but he will not say these words."

Zuo Canglang said: "The right-handed friend Jiang Sanyi has gone down with Yuyang, and now the position of the right-centered man is vacant. His Royal Highness has no cronies, why not cultivate a cronies?"

Murong Yan nodded and turned to Wang Yunzhao and said, "Chun Ganxiaoru came to see me."

Gan Xiaoru and Jiang Sanyi are similar in age, and formerly served as the servants of the third grade in the Central and North Korea. This person is dazzling and has always been ambitious. Murong Yan summoned him in the study alone and said, "How many years has Lord Gan been an official?"

Gan Xiaoru is very jealous. Now Murong Yan forces his father and brother away and monopolizes Jinyang, but he is in his palm. He hurriedly said, "Back to His Royal Highness, Wei Chen has been a Korean official at the age of 27. It has been 13 years."

Mu Rongyan slowly walked over his side and said, "Now in the DPRK, the prime minister is old, and trivial, but afraid that it is beyond his power. The rightist went to Yuyang with his father and could not govern. Things are complicated and I worry that the Prime Minister is overwhelmed. "

The figures like Gan Xiaoru and the Confucian were as clear as a bit, and immediately said, "Why don't your highness choose a suitable candidate from the courtiers and temporarily serve as the right-minister?"

Murong Yan looked at him and said slowly: "I have the same intention, but there is still a dilemma."

Gan Xiaoru stared directly at him, and suddenly felt that Guanghua was burning in that gaze, but he did not dare to look at it. He looked away, and his heart was jumping wildly. When Murong Yan came here, how could he not understand?

He gritted his teeth, and he was in the position of prime minister. For so many years, he has been an official in the DPRK. Even under Murong Yuan, how many years can he climb up?

His heart was crossed, and he knelt down and arched his hands and said, "His Royal Highness is for the country and the people, but the right minister cannot appoint a non-Yan king. Now Yan Wang is far away from Yuyang, and he must not have a master in the middle of the day. Chen ..." This sentence is exported, and it will be Da Yan's adulterer sinner in the future. He took a long breath and resolutely said: "My courtiers urge His Highness to consider for the people of Dayan, and he will become king."

Murong Yan smiled and talked to smart people, that's how easy it is. "But other courtiers may not think so," he said.

Gan Xiaoru said: "The ministers often have good friends in the middle of the DPRK, and they are willing to say on behalf of the lower reaches of the palace. They are all sensible people, and they will definitely support His Royal Highness."

Murong Yan said, "Then, there will be Lao Gan."

On the second day, Gan Xiaoru contacted some courtiers and signed a letter jointly, requesting Murong Yan to become king of Yan. Yan Cheng was shaking with prosperity, and some old ministers scolded Gan Xiaoru's party seller for glory. Gan Xiaoru's party rejected them for being ignorant of current affairs and sticking to law.

The two sides were so arguing in the upward direction that Murong Yan looked coldly.

Of course, the whole morning did not make any noise. Gan Xiaoru was not reconciled. He has been an official in the DPRK for so many years, and of course, he is still nostalgic. As soon as the DPRK, he summoned these people together to discuss the arguments for the next DPRK debate.

Mu Rongyan didn't tell them more, and he went back to his house. At that time, Wen Zhai was busy dealing with Xi Jing's revenge, and Murong Yuan of Yuyang was also convening the old Ministry. For a moment, Jinyang, Dajicheng, and Xiaojicheng were calm and stable.

Murong Yan had just entered the water pavilion and a big goose fell from the sky. Both eyes were penetrated by a single arrow, and the arrows were accurate. Murong Yan bent over and picked it up, and the left wolf came out of the Taolin: "Lord?" At first glance, when she saw the big geese in Murong Yan's hand, she knelt down and said, "The prince is tickled by the subordinate, and the master is shocked. . Please come to the Lord. "

Murong Yan said, "Get up, this gift from you is unique."

Zuolanglang followed him and asked, "How about today's discussions?"

Murong Yan grinned: "What can you do? Xi Chengjing's group of people can't be moved by a small filial piety."

Zuo Canglang said: "Now the time is short. They have been under the influence of His Majesty's Emperor for many years, and it is inevitable for a moment to be stubborn. The Lord need not care."

Murong Yan said: "Of course you don't have to worry about it, there are not many loyal people in Dayan, but there are a few left." Zuo Canglang snickered, and Murong Yan said, "Smile, I'm so happy. Minger let you follow Upward, let you realize what it means to do it yourself. "

Zuo Langlang couldn't help but said, "If the Lord has a command, his subordinates must follow."

Murong Yan sighed and said, "Forget it, I'll stop it by myself. Who makes my face bigger than you?" His long and clean five-finger gestured on the face of the left wolf, the end of his tail Flick her strand of black hair.

The left wolf immediately lowered his head, his face like a begonia.

Murong Yan handed the wild goose to Wang Yunzhao. Wang Yunzhao said, "His Royal Highness, Feng Ping has something to ask for."

Mu Rongyan gave a whisper, and he almost did not avoid the left wolf. Wang Yunzhao brought Feng Ping directly. Feng Ping said, "His Royal Highness, there is news from the Swallow's Nest ..." He reached Murong Yan's ear and said something softly.

When his words were over, Zuolanglang suddenly asked, "Why did you go back and forth with the Lord about the swallow's nest?"

Feng Ping did not answer. In front of Zuo Canglang, Leng Feiyan, and Yang Lianting, he is undoubtedly a veritable predecessor. No matter their qualifications or strength, they will not be worse than the three. But in the light, it is clearly not reused. However, despite this, he is still a close relative of Murong Yan, and he has always appeared in a superior position in front of Zuo Canglang and others.

But because of everything in the orphan camp at the beginning, the three men including Zuo Canglang and others obviously did not respect him. So far, none of the three have been willing to call him a master.

Now the left wolf questioned, he heard nothing. Obviously, he didn't need to answer the question of the left wolf. The two were deadlocked, and Murong Yan said, "Fei Yan hasn't returned yet. Feng Ping took over the swallow's nest and was looking for her everywhere."

Zuolanglang said, "From the moment she was trapped in Ashabahara?"

Murong Yan said, "Well."

The anxiety in Zuo Canglang's eyes showed: "We have to go to her. Although she is strong in martial arts, the terrain of Huiyeyuan is very complicated and she does not understand."

Murong Yan said: "These things are left to Feng Ping to handle."

Zuo Canglang said, "No, I want to go in person." She knelt on one knee, earnestly: "Lord, non-face matters, please let me arrange."

Murong Yan glanced at her, and said for a long time, "Since you have said so, how can I have no reason?"

Zuo Canglang worshiped: "Thank you, Lord." After that, without stopping, turned and left the house.

Murong Yan stood by Taolin, glanced at Feng Ping, and said, "Have you ever sent someone to look for it since you took over the swallow's nest?"

Feng Ping hesitated, saying for a long time: "Gray Leaf is still in the hands of Xi Jing, and the journey is complicated and inconvenient, so ..."

Murong Yan said, "Feng Ping, I gave you eight years. You had the opportunity to let them treat you like a teacher. But you are always so impatient, a person who refuses to worry about trivial matters. You will eventually lose your mind. "

Feng Ping arched his hand: "His Royal Highness Xie taught, his subordinates remember."

Murong Yan said: "I hope you can really remember that if you find someone to follow her, I can lose a cold face, but if I lose a left wolf, I will be really unhappy."

Feng Ping gritted his teeth: "My subordinates understand."

He got up, took three steps back, and went out of the house. Murong Yan glanced at Wang Yunzhao and said, "Several children have different mentalities and unnecessary disputes. I don't want to happen again in the future."

Wang Yunzhao's face was all white: "Yes, the old slave took note."

Zuo Canglang came out of Qianyi Junfu without delay, and immediately found the news contact point of the Swallow's Nest. The Swallow's Nest is also in a panic now. Their antidote was only Leng Feiyan, and Yang Lianting could not be contacted for the time being. If Leng Feiyan does not return in a few days, these people will have to suffer.

Zuolanglang didn't directly let them probe Leng Feiyan, but let them probe Zhuge Jin's news.

When Huiyeyuan was separated, Leng Feiyan held Zhuge Jin hostfully, and without Murong Yan's order, she should not have started to kill. Zhuge Jin is a general under Wen Zhai's account. His whereabouts is undoubtedly easier to inquire.

Sure enough, the Swallow's Nest soon returned news that Zhuge Jin had appeared in Suxi City in the past two days. It seems that he had returned to Suxi.

Zuolanglang rushed to Sucheng City overnight, sneaking into the city quietly through the love of the old Ministry. Although she is now at odds with Wen Zhai, Murong Yan's start is actually not offensive to everyone. Just hindering loyalty to Wen Zhai, everyone can't go against each other.

This is also the most worrying thing about Wen Zhai. Once she gets involved in military affairs, the lieutenant generals in the army have the affection, and it is impossible to tell whether there will be an internal response in the army.

Zuo Canglang did nothing bad, she sneaked into Zhuge Jin's account, terrified Zhuge Jin: "Zuo Shen ... Zuo Cang Wolf!" He was about to raise a knife, and the bow and arrow in Zuo Canglang's hand was already raised. Zhuge Jin didn't dare to move, Zuo Canglang said, "After all, the old robes, the Prime Minister Bai knew that he still pressed his sword, wasn't it?"

Zhuge Jin said: "How dare you dare to sneak into the camp!"

Zuo Canglang said, "Don't worry about me. I ask you, the girl who held you that day, Habara, where are you now?"

Zhuge Jin said: "Stuck in the swamp and died."

Zuolanglang's face changed, Zhuge Jin panicked in his hands, and said quickly: "Okay, I said! She held me all the way, let me show you the way. I was almost out of the swamp, I don't know why. Go back again. I was left by the Bailang River, and it was twelve hours before the acupuncture point was unlocked, and I almost froze to death! "

Zuolanglang said, "I don't know why to go back?"

Zhu Gejin kept looking at her arrow and said, "I really don't know, but it seems that after listening to her say, what the leader Xi Jing is really good."

Zuolanglang: "..."

Zuolang was skeptical of everything he said, but this sentence came out ... well, she believed it. She stunned Zhuge Jin and sneaked out of the barracks. Someone was faintly talking in front of her. She turned in the dark and saw Wen Zai wearing a plain cloak, patrolling the camp.

In recent days, Xi Jing continued to attack the city. He didn't sleep for a few days.

But I haven't seen it in a few days. The only respectable elder in her life is a stranger road. Those days when I heard him explain the strategy of war books, I am afraid there are no more? She turned and hid in the shadows.

Leng Feiyan stayed in Ashabahara, really for a general of Xijing. At that time, she held Zhuge Jin and knew she was unfamiliar. Since Zhuge Jin dared to ambush the left wolf here, of course, he knew very much about Habara. There are swamps all over the place, and once you fall into it, it is not a joke.

She took Zhuge Jin's eyes to see that she was about to leave the swamp land, and suddenly someone put an arrow here. Xijing's torch illuminated the sea buckthorn, Leng Feiyan turned his head to block an arrow, and then saw Xi Jing's leading general. He didn't know which race he was, his nose was high, his eyebrows were deep, and his pale blue pupils were under the light of a torch.

Leng Feiyan could not help but let go of Zhuge Jin: "This guy's skin looks really good!"

Zhuge Jin was stupid. Then she saw her point and turned to touch the direction of the Xijing man. As soon as the Xijing people found her, they flew arrows at once, but Leng Feiyan was just a lunatic. Regardless, she went straight to the general of Xijing.

In the end, even though he had three arrows in the middle, he held this person in his hands.

The general Xijing was completely stupid, and in the dark and gloomy swamp land, a woman suddenly came from the wind. She was like a dark, transfigured elf, almost in front of him. Then she raised his chin and said, "You look good. Will you follow me?"

The words did not fall, and the dagger had reached his neck. He didn't look at the sharp, **** blade, but stared at her face. She has a face that is beautiful enough to make the poems look overwhelming. When she laughs, she feels invincible, her lips are slightly hooked, and she brings a little naughty.

In his sight, he suddenly lost everything, leaving only this person, in the light of golden light, like a fairy.

Leng Feiyan saw him stupid, but he didn't kill him, and asked, "What's your name?"

He just felt dry in his mouth, and half a day later he said sloppily, "Witch, witch."

Leng Feiyan patted him on the shoulder: "Very good, you will be my man in the future! I will send them first." There have been people throwing arrows behind her. See an afterimage. After a while, the screams of Xi Jing soldiers sounded, and even the screams calmed down.

The man broke the feather arrow indifferently, took out the arrowhead of his body, and said, "Okay, let's go. What are you standing here silly, come and give me some medicine."

The witch walked involuntarily, and saw that the wound under the white coat was terrible, but outside the wound, it was like skin. He sprinkled the powder gently, and she said lightly, "My name is Leng Feiyan. Remember my name."

Later, when Wumao remembered that night, he never knew what he was thinking. He didn't even have any resistance, not even a sense of resistance.

He just remembered that name and remembered it for a lifetime.