Episode 124 The glass is cold

After that, Dongfang Ao's 20,000 pro-guards lived up to expectations and really supported Dongfangli to come to rescue. Therefore, Dongfang Ren, who originally wanted to capture the imperial territory, turned into an enemy in a blink of an eye. They should not only worry about the 20,000 personal guards in the imperial city, but also worry about the sudden appearance of 50,000 border troops. Suddenly, they are neither attacking or defending, and fall into a dilemma.

At the beginning of May of 2020, the two armies fought repeatedly outside the imperial city, each with its own damage.

On May 5, bad news suddenly came from Renwang's barracks. Dongfang Ren was exhausted for days and fell ill.

On May 8, King Li led his troops to raid Renwang's barracks and burned food and grass. King Ren was finally unable to fight back and ordered the withdrawal of his troops.

On May 12, Xiao Bing led 100,000 iron horses back to the imperial realm. The emperor ordered to pursue the army of Renwang and vowed to capture Dongfang Ren alive.

On May 20, the traitor Dongfang Ren was captured on the outskirts of the ancient city. At this time, Dongfang Ren was seriously ill and was unable to resist.

In just a few days, the whole imperial country seemed to have undergone a great change. With Dongfang Ren being captured by Xiao Bing and escorted to Beijing, a civil unrest was the end.

After Dongfang Ren was escorted back, Dongfang Ao did not put him to prison, but unexpectedly put him under house arrest in Renwang's mansion and sent a royal doctor to treat him. However, Dongfang Ren seemed to have run out of oil, and even the imperial doctor was helpless in less than ten days.

On the first day of June, in the emperor's bedroom, in the middle of the night, Xiang Han rushed in to see the emperor on such a rude ground. His eyes could see that the palace people standing around him had opened their eyes in surprise, but at this moment, he could no longer worry so much. It was the King of Ren who helped him from a depressed little beggar to his current position step by step. Even in order to repay his favor, Xiang Han will fight to the death this time.

Dongfang Ao looked back at him and looked at his eyes full of fear and panic. Could it be... His heart surged out of thoughts that he could not even believe. If Dongfang Ren's situation was not an unexpected crisis, he would never be so panicked and openly violated the etiquette and rushed into the emperor's bedroom.

Before Dongfang Ao could react in his mind, Xiang Han knelt heavily on the ground, kowtowed and begged, "Please let the emperor go of Renwang."

The palace people around looked at Xiang Han's move with a dull face. Dongfang proudly waved his hand when he heard the words. Suddenly, the palace people retreated, and only he and Xiang Han were left in the bedroom. Let it go? Since when have I let him go? Suddenly, Dongfang said coldly, and his voice seemed to be terrible.

"The last general knows that Renwang has done a lot of wrong things before, but now... Renwang has died soon. Please let him go!" Xiang Han just kept talking and kowtowed. His forehead had been blurred by his flesh and blood, but he still didn't stop.

"Xiang Han." For a long time, Dongfang Ao looked at him and muttered, "You step back."

"Your Majesty..."

"Recede." Dongfang Ao gritted his teeth and saw that Xiang Han still refused to leave. He shouted, "Come on, drag him down to me and hit the fifty boards."

The bodyguard shouted loudly, rushed into the hall and took Xiang Han away.

At this time, not in the dark, Yan Moxue slowly came out with the help of small water. Are you all right?" Without looking at it, you can know that Dongfang Ao's face must be extremely bad at this time, because the whole hall is his irritable breathing.

"Help me go to see him." Out of my mouth, Dongfang said proudly.

"Me?" Yan Moxue was stunned and stared at her smile, "After all, you are still ruthless." She smiled and asked Xiaoshui to help herself leave.

In Renwang Mansion, the dark threshold is like a huge mouth that chooses people to eat. Xiaoshui's heart rises with fear that he dares not face, but the hand holding her wrist is still so firm and powerful. Xiaoshui looks at her young lady admiringly, which is really worshipful. Yan Moxue's mood was a little heavy at this time. Let Xiaoshui wait outside the house, and she groped into King Ren's bedroom alone.

He, who was originally a shadow of fear in her dream, has now been exposed in front of her. Although she couldn't see it, this was indeed the first time for her to look at Dongfang Ren so close and head-on at her deepest and hateful person. Because of this excitement, she even felt that her fingers were trembling.

Dongfang Ren, who is lying on his side at this moment**, has made countless people submit to his hand, but now hangs weakly by the bedside.

This weak person is the enemy she always cares about!

Under the hazy candlelight, Yan Moxue's eyes turned down. Under the blurred vision, she looked at Dongfang Ren's hand, and her blood life ended in these hands. At this time, it looked so weak and pale and had lost the strength to turn over the clouds. For the past 15 years, these hands have been stroking her throat all the time, making her unable to breathe and relax all the time.

Yan Moxue was a little confused. She stepped forward, approached him, and also approached the nightmare that troubled her at all times.

Kill him! Kill him! Everything is over, and she can be free. The first voice in my heart was shouting, getting louder and firmer. Yan Moxue's hand unconsciously reached into her waist, where was a dagger close to her skin. Her fingertips touched the cold blade, startling layers of trembling. Kill him here, let his blood splash on himself, and let his life pass in front of his eyes.

Finally, I look forward to this moment, and finally wait for this moment, and finally I can avenge my dead father and mother.

The rapid heartbeat passed from the blade to Yan Moxue's hand. At this time, her skin was colder than the snow, but her heart began to burn fiercely. She was eager to stab his chest with the ice and snow-like blade in her hand to let the hot blood flow out and extinguish the flame in her heart.

"Your heart... beats very fast." Dongfang Ren suddenly opened his eyes and said.

His voice was tired and hoarse, but stable and quiet. Then he turned his head and looked at Yan Moxue. His eyes are flat, but they are like snow, clear and clear, like a sharp sword, and sharp.

Originally, he was still a haggard and tired patient, but at the moment he opened his eyes, he had fully recovered. He had become the commander with the world's soldiers and horses, the invincible king of benevolence, and the scheming and forbearable hero.

Everything is invisible under such an electric light, and she has no way to escape.

There was only a moment in this hall, but this moment made Yan Moxue experience the throbbing from the top of the mountains to the valley of the abyss.

"The emperor asked me to see you." Under the extreme trembling, her mood miraculously calmed down. Then, Yan Moxue heard what she said, and then slowly walked close to the bedside and stood beside Dongfang Ren.

Dongfang Ren coughed gently, and Yan Moxue groped to put on his wrist. His hand by the bed trembled, as if it was shocked by her extremely cold skin.

The pulse that came into her ear sounded through her eardrums like thunder, making her suddenly at a loss. She tried her best to gradually sort out the messy aftertow and transmitted the sound of his meridians to her thoughts. But I found that my thoughts could not be turned at all, and I couldn't distinguish the familiar voice.

"How's it going?" Dongfang Ren asked her calmly, and the familiar and gentle voice made Yan Moxue's heart tremble in an instant.

Her hand could hardly hold his pulse. She never resented the cruelty of fate, to her and to him, like this in front of her.

"I... I don't know." When she heard her answer like this, her tone remained miraculously stable and peaceful. "Maybe there is still salvation, maybe it has been... dead. I can't hear it. I can't hear anything." She really couldn't hear anything. Everything had been entangled into a mess, slowly filling Yan Moxue's heart, making her unable to distinguish the delicate pulse and clear the chaotic clues. But she instinctively realized that the melody like death, like the most strange intuition, was constantly being sent into her ears.

However, no matter how confused her heart is, she still clearly feels the sight in front of her. Who are you?" Suddenly, the person on the bed turned his head and asked.

Dongfang Ren knew that she was the Yanluosha of the Flame Demon Gate, and he had met her several times, but now, he still asked her this. Did he find anything?

"I'm Yan Rasha." She said softly, and then her voice was very soft, like a whisper in her lover's ear, and like a whisper in her sleep: "It's also Yu Rujiao's biological daughter." In a simple sentence, everything is simple and clear.

Yan Moxue thought that she would never have a chance to say it. She thought she would never have a chance to say this sentence. But now she said that it was so simple that it was like dragonfly wings passing across the water. The slight wave marks could even be ignored, but it was so heavy. In just one sentence, she lost all her strength. After all, she could not deceive herself for a lifetime.

Hearing the words, Dongfang Ren's eyes suddenly became clear, and his cold and electric eyes shot at Yan Moxue.

Yan Moxue seemed to know that Dongfang Ren would look at her. Although she couldn't see it, she still did not hesitate to meet such eyes. With the same joy of relief, she looked at him with cold and cheerful eyes, making his eyes fiercely pierce into her eyes and her heart.

"It seems that all this is God's will." Dongfang Ren suddenly smiled loudly, "Rujiao, Rujiao, I didn't expect that after such a long time, your daughter... finally embarked on your old path."

"What do you mean by that?"

Dongfang Ren laughed laboriously and looked crazy. Dongfang Moxue, no wonder I feel that you are so similar to Rujiao. It turns out that you are her daughter.

"No, that's not what you just said. What old road, Dongfang Ren, make it clear." Suddenly, there was an inexplicable fear in my heart, which slowly surged into my heart.

Fortunately, Yan Moxue can't see it, otherwise the eyes placed on her will only be more desperate and colder, like flowers that don't have time to put away in the cold winter, and suddenly face the fate of withering. With such a look, even if she only looks at it, she will definitely be caught off guard and collapse.

The old road? You will understand later that you are the same as her. Dongfang Ren smiled miraculously cheerful and brightly. He turned his head to look at Yan Moxue, and then looked over her, as if he saw a soft shadow, and his eyes became soft and warm in an instant.

People always said that they could see some strange pictures before they died. Suddenly, Yan Moxue believed that he must have seen Yu Rujiao.

"Mo Xue..." He gasped, but before he finished his words, he suddenly coughed violently, and bright red blood gushed out of his mouth and splashed on the person closest to him.

......

Yan Moxue stumbled on the road. She didn't know how she ran out of such a dark hall. She just knew that she had left and had reserved the space behind her to the lonely person.

The wind outside is blowing one after another, and the fallen leaves on the ground have covered the ground.

The sky is also gloomy and the earth is gloomy.

Walking among the fallen leaves, Yan Moxue lowered her head and touched the bright red blood stains on her dress. The places splashed by blood were like boiling oil. The enemy's blood brought her incredible corrosion-like pain, with the pleasure of cutting the rotten wound with a knife, which made her Trembling for the excitement of the transition.

What about after

? Where is the road after that? Dongfang Ren died. When her hatred finally ended, she found that she had nothing.

Along the way, the road of revenge has emptied her life, and there is only a loss left in her heart. She is like a lonely boat floating on the vast sea. Above and below, there is endless blue. She can't see the head or the edge. With the ups and downs of the wind and waves, she can't distinguish the other side clearly. It's heaven, which side is the earth.