Wearing Pheromone As a Faint King

"You're crazy, even if we people run away, we will hide in Tibet for a lifetime."

"It's not only the glory and wealth, but also the honoring of the marquis is only between your thoughts."

"Crazy lunatic!" Another condemned prisoner pointed at Wei Yansi and cursed.

"If you want to survive, you must be a lunatic."

Wei Yansi dropped these words and straightened up while taking advantage of her knees.

The sky full of smoke enveloped her thin body and also blurred her expression.

She raised her voice and said: "People outside listen, I am the King of Dayan, Emperor Jiayi!"

"I am here!"

The sound of the door knocked off as soon as he said this.

The garden was filled with weird silence.

Among those on death row were former court officials, shaking their heads.

"Really...really long live!"

"Long live my emperor, long live long live!"

The others were dizzy, neither standing nor kneeling, hesitating and hesitating.

"Long live, you can make old ministers easy to find."

Familiar voices floated from outside, low and slow, with a few sharp hints.

Wei Yansi couldn't be more familiar with it.

She and Feng He looked at each other and said in unison: "Lu Chijing is here."

Everyone knows the heart of the old fox.

Wei Yansi didn't dare to act rashly, and planned to watch Lu Chijing's performance first to see where he was going to sing.

"Long live, the veteran is too late for help."

"Don't be afraid, the people below are rude and offensive long live, please forgive them for their loyalty."

"The palace change has subsided, you come out soon, the old official escorts you back to the palace."

The acting was clumsy and the hypocrisy was too obvious. Wei Yansi felt ashamed for him and sent Fenghe to speak on her behalf.

Feng He: "Old Lu Ge, you came just right. The rebels are bold enough to assassinate the king, so you should be punished."

Lu Chijing pretended to be anxious: "Long live there may be injuries. The veteran immediately declared a doctor."

"Long live is the son of emperor, Ji people have their own heavens, but they are a little frightened."

"This gang of brazen soldiers doesn't act properly! The old ministers must be punished severely."

"Long live forgiveness, don't want to create too many killing karma, just kill one and guard a hundred."

Feng He took a deep breath and stopped.

There was a little noise outside the door, as if the rebels were talking about something, the voices converged into a ball, revealing panic.

As soon as Wei Yansi raised his head, a **** human head flew over the high wall, fell in, and fell at their feet, rolling a few times and staining the ground.

The death row inmates retreated several steps at a loss.

One of them was a little bolder, picked up a remnant arrow, poked it at the head, and turned it over.

Wei Yansi looked intently, her pupils trembling fiercely, and she recognized this head as the leader.

What is Lu Chijing doing? If you say kill, kill, cross the river and demolish the bridge on a whim?

"Long live, the old minister has been killed, you are the body of ten thousand gold, please go back to the palace with the old minister."

"I think he is crazy!" The blue veins on the back of Feng He's hand holding the hilt of the sword violently.

He lost his mind, his eyes flickered to the left and right of his eyes, thinking of a good way to deal with it.

Wei Yan thought: "The plan remains unchanged."

She turned to face the condemned prisoners and said, "Tonight, Lu Chijing's treason and murder of the king. You are the only witnesses who have witnessed all this. Lu Chijing's cruel heart will not let you go."

"No matter what crimes you commit, whether you are fighting for yourself or for me tonight, I am grateful to you. If I get away by luck, I would like to honour the survivors. For those who are unfortunate enough to fight for the dead, I will meet you. Take care of your parents, wives and children, and let them enjoy the glory and wealth."

The condemned prisoner with two arrows in his body yelled: "Don't listen to her, the king is already incompetent. At this time, the general situation is gone. We will capture her and give it to Elder Lu, and we will still exchange for glory and wealth——"

Fear and excitement intertwined in him, forcing him to talk nonsense and tremble.

Fenghe's swordsmanship was exceptionally fierce, and his long sword suddenly swung out, also cutting off his head.

Hot blood spurted out, gradually covering everyone's face.

The new head fell to the ground, also rolling grunting.

Fenghe's eyes are redder than blood.

"I see who dares!"

"Come if you are not afraid of death! Come!"

There are really people who are not afraid of death. Several people rushed out from behind and surrounded Fenghe, either brandishing short knives, or brandishing.

They all became the souls of Fenghe's sword in an instant.

Feng Hesha blushed and pointed at everyone present, like a sleepy beast, roaring loudly: "Who else!"

Where did the condemned people dare to move their minds anymore and look at each other, they really couldn't make up their minds.

The former court official spoke again, speaking slowly: "Everyone, we are all death row prisoners sentenced to be executed. We either die by the guillotine or the rebels' arrows of chaos. Why don't we give ourselves up to protect ourselves? Behind him is a good fame, and in the future, his children will be able to stand up as human beings."

Wei Yansi was afraid that the wind would kill him too much, so he lay in front of him and said: "The **** tonight will not only let go of the past, but will also reward you with a thousand taels of gold and a hundred acres of fertile land. On the contrary, kill on the spot!"

"The enemy is at the door, defensive as the offensive. When reinforcements arrive, we will be able to turn defeat into victory."

In a few words, she really gave the death row prisoners hope of survival.

At this moment, the rebels hit the door again.

Boom!

Boom!

The noise is loud.

Finally, with a snap, the door shaft broke and the entire door panel was knocked to the ground. The rebels cheered, roared, and filed in, fighting with the prisoners who rushed forward.

The blood on the corner of Feng He's eyes was dried by the night wind, and he couldn't wipe it off no matter what. He simply gave up and blocked Wei Yansi with his body again.

"Hurray, the scene is chaotic, the minion covers you to leave."

Wei Yansi was extremely calm: "Where can I go?"

"We said yes...you took that horse—"

"Since Lu Chijing is here, he can hold me with full confidence. What is the point of leaving?"

"Hurray, there is a minion... the minion takes his life to fight for you."

Wei Yansi slowly laughed, staring at him for a long time, and then said: "Brother, give me a sword."

"Long live--" Feng He's lips trembled, but he couldn't hold back Wei Yansi from taking his sword in person.

Liangshen, he calmed down, drew a dagger from his waist and held it firmly in his hand.

"Ath."

It's been a long time since he was called Wei Yansi by his nickname.

"Brother fight with you tonight!"

Wei Yan thought about it with all kinds of emotions rolling, and a thousand words turned into one sentence: "Brother, thank you."

Feng He knows her mind. She is thanking him for his care for more than a decade, thanking him for protecting her life several times, and thanking him for his friendship with her.

"After tonight, my brother will love you more than before." Feng He moved the corner of his mouth, and his smile reached the bottom of his eyes.

In Wei Yansi's impression, he was reticent and laughed only a few times. Such a laugh was the first time.

I couldn't help but glanced twice, trying to imprint his smile into his mind.

"Brother, you look so good to smile."

Feng He touched the top of her hair, and briefly revealed the pity and reluctance hidden under the smile where she could not see.

"Follow brother, don't get lost."

"good."

Feng He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his pupils were filled with murderous intent.

He tilted his head and saw the death row lost to the offensive of the rebels. He was hit by the knife one after another, his arms and legs were chopped off, and his chest, waist and abdomen were chopped off.

The sound of the flesh breaking apart was harsh and sharp.

The blood dyed the prison clothes of the condemned prisoners red, and dyed the dust under their feet red. A pungent smell of blood permeated the air.

Soon, only their brother and sister were left.

All the rebels showed a fierce look, as if to devour them alive.

"Asi, brother is in front, and you are behind!" Feng He was sonorous.

"good."

"Don't be afraid, there is an older brother."

"good!"

"Kill--" Feng He raised the dagger above his head, and shouted with all his strength.

The rebels were provoked by him.

It was like a rushing flood, surrounding them round and round, enclosing a narrow field of life and death, either you die or I live.

The tearing sensation in Wei Yansi's gland gradually subsided, but it was still hot, beating and twitching. This state is completely different from emotion. There is a huge amount of power accumulating in the depths, and it will burst out after only an opportunity.

She can't make swords, but she needs to vent.

When several long knives struck, she quickly lifted the sword and resisted it with the blade.

The rebels attacked her vitals. She was not stage fright and determined not to let them succeed. The counterattack was particularly fierce, decisive, and swift, and she must see blood.

She is not afraid of death, but she has someone to guard. Mother Queen and Qu Jinying.

By the way, she still has a promise to keep.

She promised her father to be a good emperor and never break her promise.

Her eyes were sharp, and the sword pierced through the enemy's chest, and she pulled it out without hesitation, in return for the enemy's painful cry.

Blood spurted from the enemy's wound, sprayed into her eyes, and blurred her vision.

But she can't stop, otherwise she will die.

The rebels continued to flow, as if they could not be killed.

There were corpses piled up around her legs.

The clothes were stained red with splashes, and the skin against them was hot.

The strength will eventually be used up in the end, Wei Yansi has the blessing of glands, but Fenghe does not.

He panted, and the speed at which he swung his dagger began to become sluggish.

Wei Yansi: "Brother!"

"Asi, don't be distracted--"

A handle rushed out of the chaos and stabbed Feng Hedao's waist and abdomen.

Wei Yansi was shocked and hurriedly swung his sword to sever the handle of the spear, half-hugging Fenghe, retreating several steps, and retreating straight to the corner of the wall.

At this moment, they were unable to retreat, but the rebels took advantage of the victory and pursued them.

"Asi, be careful!"

Feng He's body moved forward, blocking a few knives, and vomiting a mouthful of blood, but he was laughing.

"Don't be afraid... Brother is here."

"elder brother--"

Wei Yansi was stunned for a moment, throwing away the sword in a panic, stubbornly rubbing the remaining blood on his chin with his cuffs, hoping to erase the marks, and everything would be treated as if it had never happened.

Feng He still said the same sentence: "Don't be afraid...Don't be afraid..."

His tears were mixed with heat and sweat, and a little bit of red was washed away, and the blood that couldn't be wiped off at the corner of his eye was washed away.

He held Wei Yansi's arm and pressed his teeth tightly: "Brother is okay, help Brother up."

Wei Yansi's tears overflowed, shook her head and said, "Brother..."

"Don't cry, nothing more than a minor injury... I promised my mother to protect you, and I will never break my promise."

"...Brother, you are tired."

"No, I'm not tired, brother can hold it...Don't be discouraged, hold on for a while, brother will definitely take you back, the queen mother is still waiting for you."

"Brother, you are really...tired." Wei Yansi couldn't help but choke.

Feng He suddenly felt deflated, limp in his arms, and the blood in his mouth kept vomiting.

"Is the wound a little painful?" He had a weak tone, hurting his knee like a child, and begged his mother to blow.

Wei Yansi hugged him tightly, tears flowing more and more, dripping on his forehead, down his brow bone, and mixed with his tears.

"Asi, I promised my mother...I can't do it."

"It doesn't matter, brother, I will protect you from now on."

"I will buy a big house for you, and then marry you a beautiful daughter-in-law, okay?"

"……good."

Feng He raised his head strenuously and looked at Wei Yansi: "Brother...I can't worry about you..."

"You have to be good."

"Promise brother, try to live..."

His breathing stopped suddenly. Then the five fingers were released. The dagger fell out of his palm.

The strings in Wei Yansi's head snapped off, and her ears buzzed.

It was like falling into an unspeakable sadness, the whole body was chilling, and the blood was cold.

"elder brother?"

She gently shook the person in her arms, as if caring for a fragile piece of porcelain.

The pale lips moved: "Brother, you are tired"

"...Go to sleep."

The rebels on the other end took new actions, spreading to the left and right, giving way.

Someone wandered from a distance.

Getting closer, getting closer. The black soap boots are not stained with dust.

Wei Yansi caught a glimpse of the four-claw python pattern embroidered on the hem of the visitor, with exquisite embroidery and elegant colors.

"little six."

Someone is calling her softly.

Wei Yansi looked up in the direction of the voice, and actually saw King Boshan.

"Brother Emperor?" She swallowed hard, but her cheeks froze.

The expression climbed up to the faint doubt, and was quickly replaced by it.

Ah.

She gave a sad smile.

"Oh it's you."

"Little Liu, the emperor is late, let's go back to the palace." Boshan Wang stretched his facial features, bent his knees slightly, and reached out to her.

Wei Yan's hatred was hard to dissipate, and a blazing fire ignited in her eyes, "Do you want to be the emperor?"

King Boshan lowered his eyelashes and said nothing for a long time.

"The throne is not rare, you want to take it!"

"You just hurt me, why do you get in so many people!"

"Can your conscience be at ease!"

King Boshan: "Little Liu, go back with Brother Huang first. Brother Huang promises you that it will be fine."

"You killed Fenghe!"

King Boshan slammed his sleeves down and straightened up: "He's just a slave!"

"He is my brother!"

"This king is your brother!"

Wei Yansi leaned Feng He lightly against the wall, leaned up, punched King Boshan in the face, and asked: "Are you worthy of your mother? She loves you so much..."

"She loves you most!" King Boshan changed his expression and pushed Wei Yansi hard.

"Neither I nor you are her birth, but she loves you the most, why?!"

"From childhood to age, Qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, ritual, music, riding and shooting, which one of me is not better than you? Which one is not better than all the brothers!"

"She only cares about you! The best thing must be yours!"

The author has something to say: The plan to end in August failed~~