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Chapter 7281 Qi Huan's mutation

Luo Xingchen's heart tightened.

Glancing at Qi Xingyun's eyes, he immediately remembered all the things Qi Xingyun had done.

This was not a particularly magnanimous and benevolent emperor.

Qi Xingyun, he was killed in a bloody storm and did not succeed to the throne peacefully.

He will definitely do his best to take revenge on those who betray him.

"You have to pay attention to the order of these three things. What should you do first? Do you understand?" Qi Xingyun warned.

"I understand."

Luo Xingchen has simply sorted out the order and done the urgent things first.

The most urgent thing is to train and mobilize troops to Beiliyuan.

After leaving the palace, Luo Xingchen called Beiliyuan one step at a time and headed to the military camp outside the capital.

On the carriage, Luo Xingchen and Bei Liyuan sat opposite each other.

Bei Liyuan looked a little nervous, trying to pretend to be calm.

"Mr. Luo, which army from outside should these troops be transferred from?"

Luo Xingchen didn't tell him where to mobilize his troops on the way, he only said to follow him outside the city.

As a result, Beiliyuan would inevitably feel uneasy.

"You'll find out when you get there."

Luo Xingchen smiled slightly, he was deliberately trying to hide it to see what Bei Liyuan's reaction would be.

Sure enough, Beiliyuan was sitting on pins and needles, which he found quite interesting.

"Does the Emperor know about this?" Bei Liyuan asked again.

"What do you think?" Luo Xingchen asked.

Bei Liyuan smiled awkwardly, realizing that he had asked a relatively stupid question.

If the emperor didn't know, how could Luo Xingchen dare to mobilize troops privately.

The soldiers of the imperial court are by no means someone's private soldiers. Only the emperor has the final right to deploy troops.

Next, Bei Liyuan did not ask about troop deployment, but chatted with Luo Xingchen about Confucian principles.

In this way, the atmosphere got rid of the awkwardness and became harmonious.

Time passed quickly, and the carriage left the capital and headed outside the city.

"We're here, right here." Luo Xingchen opened the curtain and jumped out of the carriageway.

"here it is……"

As soon as Bei Liyuan got off the carriage, he was shocked by a team of people running towards him quickly.

"This is the Golden Snake Guard!"

There were only twenty people coming, but they were full of evil spirits.

Their uniform steps and fierce eyes all showed their abilities, which were completely unmatched by some of the veteran soldiers in the capital.

"Stand firm!"

The Golden Snake Guard came to the two of them and immediately stood up. The leader of the team raised his hands to salute Luo Xingchen.

The captain knew Luo Xingchen, he was once a veteran brought out by Jiang Wulang.

"Admiral, are you coming to the military camp today?" After the captain saluted, he approached with a smile.

"I'm bringing my friends to see the soldiers. Come on, here's my token."

Luo Xingchen took out the token from his arms.

Once you get used to it, you have to abide by the same rules when entering the military camp.

After the token was checked and found to be correct, the captain said: "Admiral, please come in, please."

After entering the military camp, Luo Xingchen sent Bei Liyuan to the training ground to watch the sergeants perform drills. He went to the commander himself and explained his purpose.

"No problem, I'll pick some soldiers for you." The commander assured Luo Xingchen, patting his chest.

"You must be able to recruit people who are good at fighting. It may be more dangerous to send troops this time." Luo Xingchen said seriously.

"What's the matter? Our son, a top-notch hero, is not afraid of danger when given an order." The commander said.

Seeing that the commander was so confident, Luo Xingchen had nothing to say.

I can only give a few words of advice, select a team of 2,000 people for Beiliyuan, and give the tiger talisman to Beiliyuan.



Huguang County, inside the cabin.

When Yang Ruoqing heard the sound and rushed over, the guards guarding the bow had already entered the cabin ahead of her, and were carrying Qi Huan, who had fallen on the deck, to the bed with Luo Fengtang.

Qi Huan, on the other hand, had lost consciousness, his clothes on his upper body were in a mess, and his collar was much open.

Even though the light in the cabin was a bit dim, Yang Ruoqing could still see the white scale-like things below Qi Huan's neck at a glance!

Densely packed, one on top of another, growing out of the flesh, like the scales on grass carp.

There is nothing unusual about this kind of scale growing on a torpedo, but when it grows on a human, the discomfort that spreads from the soul to the genes makes Yang Ruoqing feel uncomfortable all over, her limbs become numb, and she stops moving forward.

It can be seen that Luo Fengtang's situation is not much better.

He must have been so frightened by Qi Huan that his legs and feet were weak. Otherwise, with his strength, how could he have to use the guards to lift the person back to the bed?

You must know that Luo Fengtang carried him all the way back to the ship.

After the guard laid Qi Huan down on the bed, he quickly took out a medicine bottle from his arms, poured a black pill from it and stuffed it into Qi Huan's mouth.

Then, he said to Luo Fengtang: "Help turn him over. I want to give the master blood for treatment."

Luo Fengtang calmed down, and together with the guards, he turned Qi Huan over and took off his shirt.

After pulling it out, Luo Fengtang's hands trembled.

Yang Ruoqing's legs became weak and she took a deep breath.

Is this still a human back?

They are all covered with scales, one by one, making people want to pick up a kitchen knife and close their eyes to scratch them.

"What disease does my father have?"

Luo Fengtang watched with his own eyes as the guard took out a knife, made a cut on Qi Huan's lower back, and then placed a teacup there to collect the blood.

The middle-aged guard's eyes kept falling on Qi Huan's wound.

After collecting the blood, he sealed the wound with a medicine, and then said to Luo Fengtang: "I have said what should be said before, and what should not be said, don't say a word!"

Luo Fengtang was so angry that he wanted to die with this overly loyal guard.

"I'm his biological son, so I can't tell him?"

The guard shook his head, "When the master wakes up, please ask the general to ask the master himself!"

All he could say was that his master was suffering from a strange disease for which a cure had never been found.

Now that he is seriously ill, this trip here is actually for the master to say his final farewell to everyone.

As for the specific disease or the cause, the guards didn't know at all, because it was the master's secret.

The guard left the cabin, leaving Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing beside the bed.

Seeing Qi Huan who was still in a coma, Luo Fengtang was very anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

"Didn't you ask anything before?" Yang Ruoqing asked softly.

Luo Fengtang shook his head, "He is the most paranoid person I have ever seen. No matter how I ask, it doesn't work."

"I won't tell you anymore, but he got sick in front of us and we couldn't hide it." Yang Ruoqing added.

Luo Fengtang smiled bitterly, "Let's wait for him to wake up first. If we don't tell him, there will be nothing we can do."

If a person wants to die and doesn't want to trust his relatives to come up with a solution together, what else can be said?

Luo Fengtang sat beside the bed, while Yang Ruoqing sat on the stool next to him, patiently waiting for Qi Huan to wake up.
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