Today is also the day I was attacked by the little lord

Chapter 10 Shocking

The severe pain of the sharp knife piercing into the body was heart-wrenching. Su Xun almost exhausted all the strength in his body to suppress the pain that came to his mouth, but cold sweat spread all over his forehead instantly, and slid down his skin.

The man kept moving, pierced it with a knife, then pulled it downwards, then pulled it out without hesitation, and then stabbed it from the side of the skin.As the movements were repeated, warm blood gradually gushed out from the increasing number of wounds. It was as red as a waterfall, and soon soaked through the torn clothes, gurgling down the bare waist and legs.

I don't know how many times he was stabbed by the sharp knife, Su Xun's tense nerves were almost numb.

Suddenly the man pulled out the blade, and then poured some kind of powdered medicine on his back, the pain hundreds of times and thousands of times stronger than the wound of the knife suddenly came overwhelming, like maggots on the tarsus entangled endlessly.

He finally couldn't bear it anymore, a shattered roar burst out from his throat, and his whole body began to tremble violently like a spasm:

"Um...you...what are you doing..."

"Brother, don't worry, it will be finished soon," the man smiled very lightly, his heartfelt joy was beyond words, "The lotus flower on your body is more delicate than my birthmark...haha, Coupled with the highly corrosive medicine, I am afraid that you will never get rid of it in this life!"

"Well……"

The pervasive pain made it difficult for Su Xun to even speak. The flowing blood gradually gathered under his body to form a small pool of blood. The originally smooth skin gradually shrank under the action of the medicine, and the bloody wound gradually turned black. And hard.

The pain of being torn apart was like a poisonous snake swimming in the body, and the last trace of consciousness snapped instantly and fell into the deep vortex.

His eyes went dark, he fell into a coma uncontrollably, and the moment his consciousness dissipated, the man's voice still echoed in his ears like a vicious curse, endlessly:

"You don't want to leave me...No one in the world can separate us..."

"I have been waiting for you for 24 years, this time, I will never let you go."

"You are mine, brother, you can only be mine..."

"..."

The heavy memories were like a mountain top, Su Xun half-kneeled on one knee, his whole body felt cold for a while, and he gasped rapidly, even unable to breathe smoothly.

The hustle and bustle of the outside world couldn't break into his world, so he just sat there sluggishly, turning a blind eye to the suddenly dispersed crowd, the neighing of galloping horses, and the shouts of the coachman:

"The people in the middle of the road get out of the way, the horse is frightened! Do you hear me!"

Not far away, panicked horses rushed towards the driver, pulling the reins in vain, but couldn't stop the charge at all, and could only watch helplessly as the carriage crashed into the man in the middle of the road.

And Ye Zhiheng was pushed aside by the crowd, and couldn't arrive in time no matter what, and immediately couldn't care less about concealing his identity, he roared with all his strength:

"My lord, be careful!"

"Get out of the way!"

The strong wind lifted the veil under the bamboo hat, and the soaring hoofs of the ragged horse were reflected in Su Xun's dazed eyes. At that moment, his brain suddenly stopped functioning, and he could only freeze in place——

Seeing that the horse's hooves were about to touch his body, a hand suddenly stretched out from the oblique stabbing tightly around his waist.

A familiar smile brushed against his neck, he was still in a daze, his whole body was already flying up into the air, and then someone grabbed his legs, hugged him horizontally, tapped the ground with his left foot, and landed on the road sensitively and swiftly the other side.

"Why, Mr. Wubi, it's only been a few days since I've seen you, and you've become sick with yearning for me, and your soul is flying out of the sky?"

The person who came was not Duan Yunyang, but who it was.

He was wearing a black gown today, and the sleeves fluttered as he tossed and jumped, exuding a bit of supernatural charm, but his expression was very narrow, especially when he noticed that Su Xun was wearing a plain white brocade robe, which was very similar to that of Su Xun. His black robes matched him very well, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

He rescued Su Xun on his side, and the driver who caused the accident saw that he was lucky enough not to cause any trouble, so he hurriedly took the opportunity to drive the horse and slipped away.

Even though Langjing is the capital of Daliang, the west of the city is still outside the law. Don't say that the carriages are galloping on the sidewalk and there is no one to restrain them. Even if there is such a vicious case as Mu Luan's falling from a building, the government will not bother to pursue it, and just write a document and conclude suicide If things were done hastily, the work of collecting the corpses might have to be done by Miaozhulou.

This is still the case at the feet of the emperor, the chaos of Liang Guo's officials and the decline of fortune can be seen.

"Tell me, why is Miss Muluan so hard to think about it? You know that there is no grass anywhere in the world, but she is willing to hang on my crooked neck tree. It's a pity, a pity!"

Duan Yunyang still hugged Su Xun horizontally, even though he sighed and looked sad, he didn't intend to let go at all.

He intentionally teased Su Xun to speak, but to his surprise, the man didn't respond in the slightest, but just stared at him fixedly, his eyes were empty and lifeless, his face was pale as frost, even slightly blue.

"……What’s wrong with you?"

Suddenly he felt a little uneasy, he asked aloud, and patted Su Xun's left shoulder with his free hand. He didn't expect that this just touched the other side's back. Trembling, the oppression in the chest can no longer be suppressed, turning into bursts of violent coughing.

Duan Yunyang was taken aback by his sudden and intense symptoms, and couldn't think of a way to deal with it for a while, so he could only try to send some gentle internal force into his body.

However, these internal forces are like mud cows sinking into the sea. Seeing Su Xun's complexion flushed from coughing, his whole body suddenly stopped, and then he spurted out a mouthful of blood from his throat!

"No jade!"

Duan Yunyang's eyes were stung with blood, his eyes were about to burst, like a stick in his throat, and even his heartbeat missed half a beat.

Ye Zhiheng finally stumbled over at this time, also paled in shock, and hurriedly grabbed Su Xun's left hand pulse gate to check.

Feeling that although the pulse under his fingers was not strong enough, it had returned to the long-lost stability and peace, so his tense expression relaxed a little, and he looked at Su Xun with some helplessness and joy in his eyes.

"Cough...Master Duan, don't panic."

Bits of blood splattered on Su Jie's skirt, like plum blossoms in the snow, and the annoyance in his chest was no longer there. Su Xun finally breathed out smoothly: "It's just that the reverse blood is blocked, and the breath is not smooth. With your help, I was forced to Come out, it's all right now."

This time he was indeed a blessing in disguise. Although the residual poison of Huashengsan was wandering in his body, Ye Zhiheng's continuous acupuncture treatment for several months had basically condensed the toxin. The severe reaction in the past few days proved this point.

Just now the stimulation of the bloody lotus made this state reach a critical value, coupled with Duan Yunyang's thick internal force, he was able to successfully expel the toxin with the help of blood congestion——

In this way, the remaining Huasheng powder in his body is already insignificant. In other words, he will be no different from ordinary people except that he will not be able to use his internal power in the future.

Duan Yunyang couldn't believe it, and looked Su Xun up and down, wishing to see him clearly, and repeatedly confirmed that the bloodstain on his front was not blood, but a purple-black bruise, and then reluctantly Take it easy.

"Master Duan, I'm fine, can you let me go?"

It wasn't until Su Xun reminded him a little shyly that Duan Yunyang realized that he was holding him tightly all the time, presumably out of concern, he coughed hurriedly to cover up his embarrassment, and carefully put him down.

I don't know whether it's a guilty conscience or embarrassment, but at this time he was a little afraid to look at Su Xun, so he turned his head slightly uncomfortably, and said to him from left to right: "Speaking of which, why is Mr. Wubi here? It's not the boundary of Wuxie Building."

"To be honest, I came here today to apologize to Miss Mu Luan."

Su Xun pursed her lips and smiled, unhurriedly took off the outer veil of the bamboo hat and wrapped it around her shoulders to cover up the eye-catching blood on her chest.

"Although the rules of the Qunfang Banquet are in place, it's really inappropriate for me to rush in rashly. I should accompany you out of emotion and reason, but I didn't expect..."

Duan Yunyang looked towards the middle of the road, the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, a few people came out of the Miaozhu Tower, wrapped Mu Luan's body in a few straw mats and quickly dragged it away, except for a pool of blood on the ground, there was nothing there. As if nothing had happened.

He couldn't help sighing: "Life and death are fate, but it's a pity that such a bright and beautiful woman has such a desolate death behind her."

"No matter what, I would like to thank you son for saving my life. If you hadn't extended a helping hand, Wubi would have been doomed today."

Su Xun cupped his hands to express his gratitude, and was about to bow to salute, but Duan Yunyang held up his arm and stopped his movement: "Where did Wu Bi say, after all, you and I have had a good relationship once, and we have such a relationship. How can I bear to see you hurt?"

Not only did he avoid the title, but he also moved his hands casually, wrapping Su Xun's hand in his palm.

Knowing that he was just joking, Su Xun's heart still trembled heavily, many sour and resentful emotions spread, he couldn't help but silently bit his lips, his body was slightly stiff, and he couldn't pull his hands away no matter what.

Duan Yunyang saw that he had no obvious resistance, so he tacitly tightened his palms.

The man's slender fingers landed on his warm palm, his skin was smooth and delicate, and it was as cold as ice jade. There was a softness and tenderness in his heart for no reason. The snow melts, and the spring water flows.

The fingertips slowly moved up along Su Xun's knuckles to the palm, and the rough feeling he felt a few days ago reappeared.Duan Yunyang's thoughts moved slightly, his face was still calm, and after groping carefully with his fingers, he found that there were many hard calluses on the palms of Su Xun's hands, especially on the tiger's mouth of his right hand.

This kind of thick cocoon is often only found by martial arts practitioners, and the right hand is heavier than the left hand, so it should be a sword cocoon, and it should be a weapon such as a long sword.

And Su Xun looked very weak, and today he even coughed up blood from fright, logically speaking, it has nothing to do with martial arts practitioners...

Seeing that Duan Yunyang was holding Su Xun's hands all the time, Ye Zhiheng raised his eyebrows and said angrily:

"Mr. Duan, although you are very fond of Wubi, he is a member of my Wuxie building after all. I'm afraid it's not suitable for you to talk about it in the street like this?"

"Hey, isn't this Boss Ye? I hope you don't get offended if you feel offended."

It was only then that Duan Yunyang noticed Ye Zhiheng's existence, and immediately let go of Su Xun's hand, "I didn't expect Boss Ye to come here with Wubi, it seems that you really value him."

Ye Zhiheng snorted coldly, with an unhappy expression on his face: "This year Qunfang Banquet is hosted by Wuxie Tower, if Wubi really causes any trouble this time, I will inevitably have to bear a lot of criticism in the future, so I made a special trip here, why, could it be What objection does Mr. Duan have to this?"

"Don't dare, boss Ye is too worried."

Duan Yunyang smiled and begged for forgiveness, but he couldn't help secretly slandering in his heart. Did Ye Tingfang take gunpowder today or something?

The author has something to say: Susu won’t always hold Xizi’s heart in the future hahaha~