Xue Qing took the mobao, the best Jin Xuan and the cowhide seal, walked into the house. As soon as he was about to speak, he heard the hustle and messy discussions from the other end of the screen.

He rushed in and saw his lord fall on the floor and faint again.

Xue Qing was so scared that she was scattered. She didn't care about the Wen Mo in her hand, and rushed over and shouted anxiously: "Lord!"

He yelled at a group of busy maids and maids, "What's going on? I've just walked for so long? Why did the lord faint again?"

A little maid raised her hand tremblingly and replied: "Sir Xue, Lord Xue, it has nothing to do with us... Yes, it's the queen, the queen...."

The little girl talked for a long time and didn't say anything. When Xue Qing heard this, she felt annoyed, "Is it the lady who made the lord dizzy?"

Everyone spoke silently, not daring to say much.

Xue Qing was so angry that he was so angry that he scratched his heart and liver. Everyone worked together to lift Jiang Chengyi back to the bed. The doctor ordered the doctor to carefully diagnose and treat the wound. He then checked the wound. He wiped his forehead in sweat and said softly: "The knife may be slightly poisonous. The villain just failed to detect it. At this moment... Lord Jiang is probably poisonous."

Xue Qing said in shock: "When you just sewed the wound, you didn't check it out? Are you trying to deceive me?"

The medical order suddenly trembled, and his voice trembled: "Little man...Little man is not good at medical skills..."

Xue Qing's eyes were red at this moment, and he grabbed the clothes of the doctor's order and said irritably: "Qiu Doctor, the capital is full of the imperial physician Su Yun, who is beside His Majesty, and the Qin Doctor who left, only you have the highest medical skills. And you are telling me now... You haven't found out that the knife is poisonous? Say! Have you listened to someone's instructions? Want to harm my lord?"

At this moment, he was like an angry lion, staring at the verge of grimness and terrifying.

Qiu Yiling had never seen such a scene, nor had he met such a fierce person. Xue Qing's appearance at this moment was even more terrifying than when the city queen was angry today.

He waved his hand in fear, but the clothes between his neck tightened suddenly, choking his neck hard, making him almost unable to breathe. He struggled to send a few words from his throat: "Mr. Xue... Little man, Little man can't breathe."

Xue Qing realized that he was too excited, and suddenly relaxed his hand and let go of Qiu Medical Order.

The collar suddenly slackened, Qiu Yuling took a big breath of air conditioning, and gasped for a long time before he recovered. He saw Xue Qing staring at him, his eyes cold like a sharp knife. He immediately replied tremblingly: "Mr. Xue, the villain has just taken the pulse, but he really didn't notice that Master Jiang was poisoned. His poison was very strange. It was not toxic at the beginning, and he had to wait until the knife was drawn to suture the wound. The villain was afraid that Master Jiang would be poisoned by the cold grass. The juice of the cold grass was

There is a unique habit in it. It is not like other grass juices. Once it leaves the body, it loses its ability to survive. The juices of cold grass can parasitize even if there is no grass body. It is best at parasitizing on cold weapons. Even if the short blade is inserted into the human body, it will not immediately merge into the human bones and blood, and will always be attached to the short blade. After the short blade pulls out the injured body, the remaining cold grass will exert toxicity and invade the lungs."

When Xue Qing heard his explanation, his heart also floated up and down. He had heard of cold grass, which was very terrible. When encountering cold weapons, it would quickly evaporate moisture and merge with iron, thus parasitizing.

But he still didn't dare to believe the medical order in front of him too much, staring at him with a sharp and gloomy look and said, "Then, can there be a solution to this poison?"

Seeing that he was no longer crazy, Qiu Yuling replied carefully: "Fortunately, Lord Jiang has abnormal physical condition and has internal strength to reject foreign objects, so he is not deeply poisoned and has not yet entered the lungs. Although this cold grass juice has strong parasitic ability, he is very afraid of ginger wine. As long as you grind wine with wine and ginger, make a medicine patch, and apply it to the wound, you can kill all the cold grass juice stored in Lord Jiang's body."

Xue Qing endured the suspicion and discomfort in his heart, and his tone was cold, and he suppressed it: "If my lord had something to do today, you would not think of leaving Jiang Mansion again in this life."

Qiu Yuling was trembling, and his words made him even more shocked. He quickly kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Mr. Xue, don't worry, I can definitely save Master Jiang. Please... spare my life, I don't want to die."

Xue Qing ignored him and immediately ordered the servants and maids around him to prepare wine, medicine and ginger, and left Xue Si to guard Jiang Chengyi, while he personally went to watch over the servants and maids and grind the medicine juice.

At this moment, Jiang Chengyi fell into a deep coma, always frowned his rich brows and muttered, as if he was having some uneasy dream.

In the dream, the capital of the Great Wei was covered with terrifying soil, with raging fires everywhere. The fires rushed into the sky, burning clouds, as if they were about to burn a hole in the sky. The rebels outside the city, wearing red-collared iron armor, deep shoes on silver boots, and long spears, had surrounded the city tightly, without any gaps.

He floated over the city wall like a wandering soul. In the city where the city was deep and deep, he saw himself, standing in front of everyone, looking down at the dark army under the city, with a deep expression on his face.

In Luoyang City, there have been burning, killing and looting by the rebels, and now what is left is the ruins of the remains. The only remaining city people were secretly escorted out of the city by him and Li Xian, the grandson of Mr. Li, and the scattered prince Ning Wuheng was also in the middle of the crowd. The figures of Emperor Ning Nanquan and Empress City Pavilion Qian could not be found everywhere.

He fought desperately with the only thousand escort officers left in the city before driving the rebels out of Luoyang City.

However, the city was not at peace for a few days, and the rebel reinforcements had arrived. At the same time, Ashanda's Hun cavalry were also facing Luoyang.

Two large armies were approaching, and thousands of military generals in the city had nowhere to escape. There were only two options in front of them that would definitely die. One was to go out of the city to fight and guard Luoyang bloodily; the other was to defend the city to death and starve to death.

All of them are dead, and he is no longer able to break this situation.

He closed his eyes and made up his mind to live and die with the soldiers in the same city.

When the rebels broke through the city and fought in, he raised his long sword without hesitation and killed the enemy with the remaining Luoyang troops. At this moment, Ashanda ordered thousands of archers outside the city to raise their bows and arrows at the same time, and thousands of arrows were fired at the same time, like the heavy rain falling from the sky, cutting through the cold wind blowing towards Luoyang and shooting towards them.

The arrow rain was wave after wave. At this moment, Jiang Chengyi, who was floating in the air, was worried, staring at herself, who was desperately killing the thief in front of the city gate, and did not dare to relax.

Unexpectedly, he, who was covered in blood in front of the city gate, seemed to have suddenly given up something, looked desperate and sad. He turned around and opened his arms to welcome the feather arrows that were coming to his face. In an instant, thousands of arrows pierced the heart, and thousands of soldiers behind him, including Xue Qing, who had been following him and had never separated from life and death, also accepted his fate and died under the rain of arrows from King Ashanda of the Huns.

Jiang Chengyi glared red and shouted: "No!"

The tragic scene of Luoyang City shocked him.

The picture suddenly changed, and he followed the scene to Zhong and North Korea.

The generals of the border troops of the Great Wei Dynasty retreated step by step, and the Central and North Korea had annexed many cities, and they were about to divide the territory with the rebels.

The young emperor Ning Wuheng, who was in the military camp, planned a war with Ning Nanyou, who had been promoted to the position of prince. After weighing the pros and cons, he decided to disguise himself and go to the Chinese and Korean kings to meet with his king.

Following closely by the two of them was a handsome young man sitting in a wheelchair and blind.

However, there was another surging war on the frontier, so the Shaodi and Ruiwang were not allowed to consider it more.

The two armies confronted each other and killed the sky and the earth. At the border between the Saha grassland and the Central and North Korea, corpses were everywhere, and the rising smoke swept across the green field, swallowing the place completely.

Ning Nanyou fought day and night, and was seriously injured in many places. He fought to support the young emperor who also went to battle to kill the thief.

Jiang Chengyi stared at this thrilling scene, and absurdity and strangeness arose in his heart.

The Hun general Soloqi rode a Puma, waved his sword in his hand, and laughed wildly, surrounded Ning Nanyou and refused to leave.

Ning Nanyou, wearing golden armor and blood-stained on his face, gritted his teeth and roared: "Soluoqi! Just be more happy if you want to beat him!"

The strong man from a foreign race swung his sword, turned his back and slashed at the BMW riding under Ning Nanyou. The horse roared and roared, and in pain, he pushed Ning Nanyou off his seriously injured horse, lifted up his iron cavalry and stepped on the surrounding Xiongnu soldiers.

The horse did not forget to protect its master until the last moment before its death. It did not whimper and cease to break its breath until it was stabbed into its abdomen by a dozen Huns.

Ning Nan was in sorrow and pain. His shrill roar was hovering above Liaoyuan. The tall and mighty figure rushed towards Soluoqi, but his arm was cut off by the other party, and blood was sprayed out, watering it on the dead grass, exuding a strong smell of blood.

Ning Nanyou was shocked, his face turned white as snowy, and his hand holding a spear stabbed forward hard, picking Soloqi off the horse's back.

At this moment, a group of soldiers surrounded him.

Jiang Chengyi had raised his heart to his throat at this moment, shook his head, murmured, and felt fearful.

He saw it with his own eyes.

The Hun soldiers took advantage of the lack of protection from Ning Nanyou and easily stabbed four or five spears into his back.

The sharp spear tip pierced through the young man's chest. His arm, which was swinging the spear, was suddenly drained away and hung down.

The husband knelt down on the ground with a loud bang, straightening his waist, still unwilling to let the last trace of stubbornness and dignity be erased by others.

Jiang Chengyi covered her mouth and restrained herself, unable to believe everything in front of her.

At this time, Soluoqi appeared in front of Ning Nanyou, and his vicious eyes swept the dying young man twice, raised his long sword and stabbed him hard on his abdomen, shouting with a ferocious face: "Ning Zhaoyuan! Go and die!"

He was shot in the abdomen, and blood suddenly sprayed out of his chest. Ning Nanyou smiled bitterly, muttered a few words between his lips, and a light of nostalgia appeared in his eyes. After Soluoqi suddenly pulled out the long sword from his body, the bloody and fuzzy organs were also pulled out.

Ning Nanyou swallowed a mouthful of blood that was so fishy that it was sweet, and kept the words that could not be said in his heart forever, and finally swallowed.
Chapter completed!