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date="2021-11-25"

title="Section 49"

weight="152126"

series = ["General’s Gown"]

mode = "manual"

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When Bai came to Helian Rongchuan, he couldn't help sighing: "Hey, that must be a great beauty to have such a blessing!"

Let such a handsome man work tirelessly to send bamboo shoots for thousands of miles, just to make her happy? What kind of blessing is this?

Helian Rongchuan's eyes filled with gentleness, and a deeper smile: "What you said, only the first half is right."

It should be his blessing to meet Yan Changqing. He has suffered from ups and downs since he was a child, and lost his mother when he was young. Later, he entered the palace to seal the king, but he had to face the father, who he hated the most in his life, and face the seemingly glorious but corrupted Dongyun dynasty. In the intriguing palace, in order to protect himself, he was forced to grind himself into a double-faced man who seems to be a turbulent, but in fact sharp-minded.

For so many years, only one person looked at him with the purest and simple eyes, never hiding the thoughts of using or calculating. Although that person sometimes looked at him with disgust and sometimes helpless, but Helian Rongchuan was happy.

It was because of meeting Yan Changqing that Helian Rongchuan felt that there was a ray of light in his life for the first time. It was a beam of moonlight, which seemed very cold, but extremely soft, extremely bright, and extremely beautiful. Helian Rongchuan sometimes even recalled that the reason why God made him go through so much suffering in his childhood was to save him luck and let him meet Yan Changqing?

That god is really kind to him Helian Rongchuan.

The proprietress didn't understand Helian Rongchuan's meaning. Seeing it thoughtfully, she stopped answering, so she closed her mouth wittily and prepared to bring another pot of tea from the small stove at the door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked to the door, I saw five or six people coming head-on, dressed in official uniforms, with an anxious expression, and stopped her and asked, "Madam boss, ask you about someone!"

The lady boss was startled and shivered and said, "Who do you ask?"

"From last night to this morning, have you ever seen a man in his early twenties?" The officers and soldiers in the lead gesticulated on top of their heads: "So tall, dressed in black, and looks very handsome. He looks like a god. Riding a white horse, what's the name... Oh yes, it's Shuang Hao?!"

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Thank you Sansi Little Angel for the mine!

Continue to be more tomorrow!

Strong wind and strong grass nine

The lady boss shook her head: "I haven't seen this before."

A fairy-like and handsome character, there is a person sitting in her shop, but she neither rides a white horse nor wears black clothes, which obviously doesn't match the description of the official.

The officers and soldiers looked disappointed and anxious. They couldn't help but put their hands together and said, "How good is this, my God, please bless Master Yan, don't have any trouble!"

There was a crisp sound of the dishes falling to pieces in the store, and the lady proprietress turned her head and saw Helian Rongchuan rushed in front of the officers and soldiers a few steps. When the two met, they were all stunned. Helian Rongchuan grabbed the man's arm, and his voice was a little nervous: "What did you mean by what you just said? What happened to him, Changqing!?"

This officer and soldier were the most personal guards around Yan Changqing. Seeing Helian Rongchuan suddenly appeared, his heart trembled. Knowing that he would never be able to hide it, he cried: "Your Highness, it's not good, Master Yan has something wrong with him! "

The little guard Yiwuyishi shook out all the ins and outs of the matter. Only a few people in the county government knew that Yan Changqing had left quietly. Although Yan Changqing did not leave a word to explain, Wei Jin already understood what he was thinking and knew that this matter must not be made public. So after weeping silently, Wei Jin suppressed the incident, and the outsiders only said that Yan Changqing temporarily returned to Beijing to return to life, but secretly sent a reliable team to scatter and search for it.

"Doctor Wei went to the northernmost desert hinterland, and we are looking for it here." The little guard carefully looked at Helian Rongchuan's expression, and said: "But I found the dawn from dawn, but there was no news at all. Just evaporate. Even the guard at the gate of Qinchuan said that he had never seen it before..."

The little guard raised his eyes, and did not dare to go any further.

Helian Rongchuan turned pale as if struck by lightning, and his whole body trembled slightly, as if trying to control something. Suddenly, he raised his hand and gave himself a loud slap in the face.

The little guard was frightened and couldn't help but step back a few steps, but he looked at Helian Rongchuan's expression, seemed to be extremely remorseful and painful, and he was also a little bit sad. Although this person is from Dongyun, he is kind to his grown-ups, but the little guard is all in his heart and understands a little bit.

The eyes of the little guard were red, and he silently took out a small slap-sized Jinbo bag from his arms: "Although the adult left without a word when he left, he put this thing on the table, I don't know what it means. Thinking, maybe the adults left it to you specially?"

Helian Rongchuan took the cloth bag and tremblingly uncovered the layers of knots. In the palm of the hand, is a small three-sided arrow. The side of the arrow is also crookedly engraved.

One is "Chuan" and the other is "Qing".

Five fingers squeezed the three-sided arrow sharply, and a trace of bright red blood slowly dripped from the torn palm. Helian Rongchuan tightened his lips, no pain in the palm of his hand, but his heart was severely painful.

Yan Changqing left the arrow he sent. What means? Are you going to break the relationship with him? Don't you want his illness to affect him?

Is it the last protection for a person to die quietly in the desert?

No, he doesn't want it, he doesn't allow it! ! !

Helian Rongchuan flew on his horse, raised his whip, and the horse hissed under his crotch, galloping away like lightning. The whistling of the wind, the screaming of the little guard, and the exclamation of the boss’s wife were soon inaudible.

There was only one voice in Helian Rongchuan's mind.

Changqing, Changqing.

Must find him.

His Changqing must never die!

The wind swept the yellow sand and rose suddenly.

A white horse walked slowly in the yellow sand in the sky. Step by step across the undulating sand dunes, the horse finally stopped in front of a scorched Populus euphratica forest for an unknown amount of time.

A figure rolled directly off the horse's back. Excessive dehydration made him faint, his lips were pale and chapped, but the corners of his eyes were sickly red with shocking appearance.

Frost lowered his head, and gently licked Yan Changqing's cheek with his wet tongue.

After a long while, Yan Changqing opened his eyes slightly and saw Shuangqima's worried eyes.

"Let's go..." The voice was almost agitated, faint and hoarse. Now every time he says a word, Yan Changqing feels his throat hurts like a knife.

At the same time, even though the sun was scorching like fire, his whole body was as cold and stiff as an ice cave, completely trembling in absent control.

Did he die of thirst first, or freeze to death first?

"Let's go."

"Leave me. Go back to where you should be."

Shuangchaima refused the master's repeated orders and stubbornly put his head on Yan Changqing, wanting him to sit up again. It seems that as long as Yan Changqing stands upright, his vigor and vitality will be restored.

"Don't go?" Yan Changqing slowly raised his hand, grabbed the mane of the horse's neck, swayed, and stood up with great difficulty. For a moment, he only felt dizzy, staggered and almost fell.

The Frosty Horse immediately bends his knees with great delicacy, and assumes a posture of waiting for Yan Changqing to mount. It thought Yan Changqing had changed his mind and wanted to go back.

Yan Changqing gently stroked Shuang Hao's fur, his eyes filled with love and reluctance. This white horse that accompanied him on numerous battlefields is now his last bond with this world.

This is a good horse of human nature, and should not accompany him to annihilate in this uninhabited desert.

Yan Changqing tremblingly drew out the scimitar from his waist, turned his face away, and waved hard at Shuangchao.

Shuang Hao hissed with pain, and turned his horse's head to look at his master in disbelief. There was a bloodstain on the snow-white satin-like horseback.

Yan Changqing's chest was undulating, and it seemed that every word he uttered now had to exhaust his whole body's strength: "This is a military order!"

Shuang Hao was frightened, dark, and her beautiful big eyes were instantly filled with crystal tears. It screamed aggrievedly, rubbed Yan Changqing's arm tentatively, and still refused to leave.

Yan Changqing's eyebrows trembled, and he avoided his face again. This knife is heavier in the ground, and the handle of the knife sinks straight into the horse's hip. Shuang Hao let out a scream, Yan Changqing couldn't bear to look at it anymore, turned around, and walked slowly towards the Populus euphratica forest with difficulty.

This time, the frost horse never followed up.

Yan Changqing finally turned his head until the sound of horseshoes disappeared.

Thousands of miles of the sky, the vast yellow sand, and finally he was the only one left between the heaven and the earth.

Yan Changqing closed his eyes calmly, and the pain of his whole body was completely engulfed.

In the desert, there was a muffled noise.

Helian Rongchuan's steed ran for several days and nights almost uninterruptedly, and finally couldn't support it, and fell to the ground with its four hooves soft, and the horse's mouth was full of foam.

Helian Rongchuan also planted immediately. Coming all the way from the bamboo forest in Monan to the present, he has not closed his eyes for three consecutive days and three nights, his palms and soles are full of worn-out blood blisters, the hot waves made him sweat like rain, and the clothes on his body were wet and dry. Wet again, he was almost overstretched.

I inquired about so many villages and explored countless roads, large and small, but there was no trace of Yan Changqing's visit.

Changqing, Changqing, where have you been?

Helian Rongchuan immediately struggled to get up. Seeing that the horse was not going, he limped to the west and walked towards the Sosuo Forest.

He had searched all possible places, except for the desert behind this Sossuo forest.

People in Monan say that passing through this thorax forest is to step into the gate of hell. There is the deepest part of the desert, and the name is Hu Mupo. Those who entered have never come out.

But Helian Rongchuan walked in without hesitation.

I don't know how long it has been, the wind is getting bigger and bigger, and the sky is full of yellow sand. Helian Rongchuan half-wrapped his face with a cloth towel, and his amber eyes narrowed slightly.

dā dā da.

It's the sound of horseshoe blowing sand.

Far away, at the end of the undulating sand dunes, a familiar white horse faintly appeared.

Helian Rongchuan was shocked.

Frost horse!

Changqing? ! is it him?

Helian Rongchuan ran forward desperately. It's near, it's near—

He finally saw clearly that this was indeed Frost. But on horseback, it was empty. But there is a blood stain on the horse!

Helian Rongchuan's face changed suddenly, with a buzz in his head, he pulled the Frost Horse, and said: "Where is your master? Who hurt you again?!"

Shuang Hao hurriedly hissed at Helian Rongchuan, and turned around, as if to ask Helian Rongchuan to look at his horse ass.

There is also a short machete inserted on it, and the handle is inlaid with a gorgeous eagle through the clouds with amethyst and diamond diamonds.

Helian Rongchuan's chest was stagnant, his fingers trembled, and he pulled out the knife forcefully.

"This is the self-defense thing I gave him..." Helian Rongchuan stroked the hilt of the knife and murmured: "He must not bear you to accompany him to death, so he used this method to drive you away. is not it?"

Yan Changqing, Yan Changqing, you are so kind to a horse, but why are you so cruel to yourself?

With tears in her eyes, Frost nodded silently.

Helian Rongchuan turned on his horse and looked towards the remote desert hinterland.

Hu Mubo, the mouth of hell. He patted Shuangchao and ran into the depths of the rare sand dunes without hesitation.

As the sun approached dusk, the gust of wind gradually ceased, and the majestic, solemn but dead sea of ​​sand was covered with a layer of scorching and monotonous yellow by the setting sun. After another sand dune, Helian Rongchuan finally saw a forest of Populus euphratica.

The dense leaves, which have been browned by the erosion of sunlight and yellow sand, shone like gold in the setting sun. The trunk is sturdy and tough, and stands proudly in the face of countless winds and sands unyieldingly.

Seeing the Populus euphratica Lin, Shuang Hao speeded up obviously, and while rushing, he hissed sharply.

Helian Rongchuan immediately realized something and started searching anxiously.

"Changqing! Yan Changqing!"

"Where are you!"

The hoarse call came to an abrupt end.

Helian Rongchuan was suddenly stunned. In an instant, he seemed to become a stiff stone sculpture.

Under a Populus tree in the distance, leaning diagonally on a thin back. saw the man dressed in black, his head hung down, and an arm softly placed on the propped right knee. The long black hair covered most of his face. From this angle, you can only see He was half profile face, handsome and unparalleled, but as white as snow.

He...he...is...

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grateful

The gill fish threw a mine

Sanji threw a mine

One mine was thrown in the salted eggplant fish pot

Strong wind and strong grass ten

Helian Rongchuan’s pupils shrank suddenly, and there was something in his chest that exploded at this moment, countless sharp fragments splashed out with flesh and blood, and he finally let out a heart-piercing suffocation. call out:

"Changqing——!!!"

Helian Rongchuan was crazy, dismounting his horse and galloping like an arrow from the string, his speed was so fast, so anxious, and the frosty horse, one in a million, could hardly catch up with him for a while.

Helian Rongchuan ran under the Populus tree and stopped abruptly.

He has circulated between countless battlefields, even with a spear against his back and a sharp sword across his neck, he has never had a ten thousandth of the fear here and now. With his heart beating violently, Helen Rongchuan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He approached Yan Changqing, his fingers trembling slightly, and he placed the tip of Yan Changqing's nose.

Helian Rongchuan was startled, and the corners of his chapped mouth slowly pulled upward, as if he was laughing or crying. He carefully held up Yan Changqing’s pale, lifeless face, as if holding a piece of translucent, extremely delicate porcelain, with a hoarse but gentle voice:

"Changqing, here I am."

It seemed that he was stuck in a long and terrifying dream, and it was difficult to wake up. The black and thick long eyelashes trembled slightly, and Yan Changqing finally spit out a word with difficulty.

"thirsty"

Just the simplest word, Helian Rongchuan heard it, but he heard Xianle. He was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses, and quickly unplugged the stopper of the water bag, and put it to Yan Changqing's lips to feed him.

The water bag shook slightly, and a very light sound of water reached Yan Changqing’s ears, but the effect was like a finger-long golden needle piercing the brain alive. Yan Changqing was agitated and flicked, never defending. Helian Rongchuan broke free from his arms, as if Helian Rongchuan was holding something that scared him, Yan Changqing rolled on the ground, arched his back and curled up like an injured young wolf, every inch of muscle was in. Convulsions, convulsions. At first glance, he knew that he was very scared and very painful.

Suddenly he was so flustered that Helian Rongchuan forgot that Yan Changqing was sick and couldn't see water, and quickly threw the water bag aside. Softly said: "Chang Qing? Are you awake? Don't you be afraid?" Despite Yan Changqing's frantic struggle, he pressed his hand and dragged him back into his arms.

Yan Changqing was trembling all over, his throat was so thirsty that he could only make a hoarse hehe. don't know if it was because of fear or pain, he still struggled desperately, kicking and twisting, trying to break free.

"It's me. Don't you be afraid?"

Helian Rongchuan hugged Yan Changqing's upper body tightly with his arms.He was too ill, and Helian Rongchuan restrained him almost effortlessly.

Helian Rongchuan saw that Yan Changqing was so sick to the point that his heart was almost torn apart.He quivered his fingers and gently stroked Yan Changqing's cheeks, trying to tidy up his messy black hair, but still gently asked: "Don't you recognize me?"

Yan Changqing raised his head, his once clear and sharp eyes were covered with red blood, staring blankly at the handsome but embarrassed man in front of him.

"..."

"Is it me? Helian Rongchuan?" Helian Rongchuan asked carefully over and over again, his heart sinking slowly.

"what!"

The cold pain swept through once again, and Yan Changqing couldn't help but exhale horribly. The muscles of his body were tight. In the painful convulsions, he suddenly lowered his head and bit Helian Rongchuan's arm in one bite.

Helian Rongchuan snorted. Years of martial arts experience made him subconsciously think about it.