"Your Highness!"

Song Yuan shouted again, walking a few steps forward, his vision was better than before.

This is not a girl's figure.

"Ji Chong?"

"Ji Chong! Where is Your Highness?"

Song Yuan staggered and raised his head again. The shadow in front of him had disappeared, and only a rock stood.

It's indeed a rock.

He relaxed in one breath and could no longer hold on. Song Yuan held the rocks and fell softly. The sunlight shone through the sparse trees on his body, and the heat seemed to be burned by fire again.

"Your Highness, Your Highness is gone." He murmured, "Your Highness is killed."

He said the word "kill" and his voice suddenly rose again, and he struggled to get up with his hands climbing the rock.

"Your Highness, you can't have any trouble! Your Highness, how can I let you down?"

I tried my best and struggled several times but couldn't get up. I fell under the rocks. My voice was sobbing and I couldn't hear what I was saying.

Huang Ju squatted on the rock beside him and looked indifferently.

This is the Song and Yuan dynasties.

I had never seen him so close and so easily before, but now I can't see him clearly, and my face was covered with a wound.

Song and Yuan Dynasty were unfamiliar to him, and this name was actually the same. It was not until Zhu Yikai came to Huangshadao that he knew the existence of this person in the world.

This man was the murderer who burned Huangshadao, this man killed his brother, and this man destroyed his home.

There are no guards around him now, like a fish leaving the water struggling in the sunlight, without even needing to use a knife to pick up a stone and smash it down to kill him.

He didn't even know that someone was by his side, waiting to take his life.

Huang Ju squatted on the rocks, motionless.

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As soon as the sunlight tilted, the fog in the mountains rushed out, but it had no effect on the Song and Yuan dynasties, and his vision could not be seen clearly.

The wooden stick hit the rocks and made a rhythmless sound. The crazy shouting had stopped. Song Yuan, who was hunched over and panting, focused on looking at the mountains.

"Your Highness will not die."

"Your Highness was killed by her, but your Highness will definitely not die."

"There is a season that's important."

"Your Highness is the true emperor, how could he die?"

He talked to himself, his voice trembling but his tone was very calm.

Speaking of this, he suddenly looked up and looked aside, and was surprised and excited and talked to himself.

"It's a stone again."

He knocked on the rock with a wooden stick to confirm that he supported his hand on the stone and rested for a moment.

"I'm sorry to the Empress and Your Highness. In the end, my daughter killed Your Highness."

"This is the funniest thing in the world."

"I, Song Yuan, did something that I never expected in my life, but ended up being ruined by my daughter."

Speaking of this, I laughed, and cried again and again, and wiped my tears again and again.

"That Xue Qing is no longer my daughter, she is an evil ghost."

He supported himself and staggered forward with a wooden stick, muttering repeatedly.

"She is an evil ghost, she deserves to die, she deserves to die."

"When she lives, we can't live, Shanniang cannot live, and His Highness cannot live."

"She hurt us, she dragged us, she looked at us like an evil ghost."

"I'm not afraid of her being a ghost. She was born to me, and her life is mine."

"I want her to die, she will die."

Speaking of this, his voice stopped, a red look appeared in his sight, and a scorching pain came from his body.

It's fire.

It was the fire that night on Huangsha Road.

Song Yuan looked blankly and suddenly threw the wooden stick in his hand over. Before he could finish it, he leaned over to grop on the ground, picked up dead branches and leaves, pulled the weeds and threw them there.

"Burn you to death, burn you to death."

He shouted loudly, the sea of ​​fire in his sight jumped, and there seemed to be a figure among them, shaking little...

"Burn you to death." Song Yuan was excited and happy, and suddenly was stunned, "No, it's not her, it's Your Highness, don't go."

He rushed forward anxiously, and got up without hesitation after being tripped. Without the wooden stick, he couldn't walk, so he crawled.

"Your Highness, leave there quickly. It's dangerous. Don't go. Let's leave. Don't worry, I will protect you. I promised the Empress. I will definitely do it, I will definitely do it."

As the tentacles were getting closer, they could touch the bright red flames. The flames licked his hand, and his whole hand was burning.

He is not afraid.

He is not afraid of death.

He did something he could never have imagined. He shouldered the heavy responsibility that no one had ever shouldered. He did great things that stood firm.

His life is worth Song Yuan.

"Your Highness, I'll save you."

The man rushed into the sea of ​​fire without hesitation.

The person instantly disappeared into the sunset of the cliff.

Huang Ju squatted on the rocks by the cliff, his expression still indifferent.

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The last trace of the sunset disappeared into the horizon, and the foot of Cangshan was swallowed by darkness.

The camp where the torch was bright last night was no longer there, only sparks were left at the foot of the mountain.

Hearing the sound of footsteps beside him, Guo Zian was not panicked. Why did anyone quietly cross the armour?

"Where is him?" he asked.

A figure appeared in the darkness ahead, and then clearly walked in front of him.

"Dead." Huang Judao.

Guo Zian said, not asking how he died, nor did he care.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

Huang Ju didn't say anything.

Well, he never answered this kind of question.

"Just like me to guard the mountain." Guo Zi'an slammed his cloak and sat on the stone at the foot of the mountain. "This place is the most suitable for you, and you are all kinds of like you."

It seems like I haven't joked with people like this for a long time.

I remember that in Chang'an Mansion, he was not only fighting with people, but also scolding people without swearing.

Guo Zian laughed, and the laughter started to arise. With a bang, a stone hit his head.

Guo Zian jumped up with a whistle.

"Huang Ju!" he yelled.

The figure in front of him shook back into the darkness, and there was no sound again.

Guo Zian spat in anger.

"If you have the affinity, don't run away!"

The footsteps were heard around him, the torches lit up, and a group of soldiers rushed towards him, with a serious and nervous expression.

"Guo Dujian." They said, "What's the matter?"

Guo Zi'an calmed his expression and said, "Nothing happened." He also said, "Now there are still remnants of Qin Tan Gong who are fleeing. We must defend strictly so that they will not cause trouble and follow me to patrol the mountain."

Everyone responded in unison, holding the torches and following Guo Zi'an towards the night in the mountains.

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To be continued...