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"I think …" The man in black swallowed his saliva.
"It's safer for me to bring you along."
In the blink of an eye, he came up with a seemingly reliable idea.
It would definitely be more reliable to bring him along.
He climbed onto the bed.
He took out a dagger and slashed at the iron chain on his hand.
Qin Song frowned. He didn't like people who acted on their own initiative.
He said calmly, "You can't leave with me.
I can't cross that lake. "Even if he could leave, he wouldn't.
He was different from this assassin.
He was a monk who had a temple.
The man in black buried his head in his work and said, "Then think of another way."
Qin Song shut his mouth and didn't say anything else. For some people, it was useless to say it once.
Saying it a hundred times.
It was useless.
The dagger was sharpened on the iron chain.
The rough incision was rubbed back and forth on his wrist, and soon, a piece of flesh and blood appeared.
Qin Song frowned slightly.
There was no further reaction.
A moment later, Qin Song's right hand regained its freedom.
The man in black smiled. "It's actually made of fine iron.
The King Qin is really generous … But it's a piece of cake for my Qing Feng! "
He was about to start fighting with his left hand again.
Qin Song's expression suddenly changed.
"It's time for you to leave.
Someone's coming. "
"Don't make a fuss." The man in black didn't care and said, "It's not like I didn't make any arrangements. They won't be able to catch up here in a short time. Besides, I didn't even hear a sound. How can you … Oh no, someone's really coming! Do you have a back door here? "
Qin Song was speechless.
There was a knock on the door outside the courtyard. "Little Peach, open the door!"
Little Peach, who had been knocked unconscious and hidden away, naturally couldn't open the door. The people didn't wait long and directly knocked the door open. Hurried footsteps rushed in and stopped outside Qin Song's room. One of them said in a clear voice, "Qin Song Gongzi, an assassin has come to the palace. His Majesty is worried about the young master's safety and ordered us to come and protect you."
After pausing for a moment and not hearing any reply from inside, the voice said again, "Qin Song Gongzi, I'm coming in."
Qin Song did not pay attention to them. Those people had never spoken to get his answer. No matter what he said, they would still come in.
He lowered his head and massaged his stiff shoulders. The sharp dagger pressed against his throat, "It sounds like Qin Yue cares a lot about you."
…
When Qin Yue hurried over, the chains on the bed had already been cut, and a cold dagger was pressed against the youth's throat. The youth's shoulders were strangled and he stood barefoot on the ground. He was only wearing undergarments.
Qin Yue's gaze moved from his blood-stained wrist to the youth's face. His voice was low and unreadable. "Qin Song!"
Qin Song stood there quietly with almost no expression on his face. Qin Yue felt that the youth's calm gaze contained a bit of impatience and ridicule. He forced someone to stay in the palace to "recuperate" but ended up being held hostage by an assassin. No matter how he looked at it, Qin Yue was incompetent.
"Ha! Ha ha! "The man in black was very proud of his wit." He really came! My luck is really not bad. "
Qin Yue acted as if he didn't hear him. His gaze was still gloomy as he looked at Qin Song. His voice was low and cold. "Let him go and I'll give you a whole corpse."
The man in black laughed loudly as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. His eyes were in high spirits. "If I'm going to die, what does it matter if you turn my bones into ashes? How about this, one living person and two dead people. You choose! If you choose a living person, I'll leave and he'll live. If you choose two dead people, I'll kill him first and then I'll die … Although I don't really want to die, it's a pleasant surprise to be able to kill your beloved King Qin and make you sad for once! "
The person he loved …
Qin Yue finally turned to look at the man in black and then looked at Qin Song. He was speechless as he glanced at the man in black.
The bodyguard commander Chen Ce stepped forward and coldly shouted, "He's the same as you. He's an assassin. Do you think you can save your life by holding him hostage?"
The man in black scolded, "Am I stupid or are you stupid? Is it the assassin who will be locked in the harem? Is it the assassin Qin Yue who will come in person? Besides, I don't care who he is. Anyway, I only have him in my hands … If you don't care, then go ahead. I'll have two companions along the way with him! "
He wasn't good at negotiating. He didn't want to be long-winded. He tightened his grip on the dagger and looked at Qin Yue. "Qin Yue, to live or to die, you choose!" His tone was relaxed and carefree, but his expression was very dignified. His whole body was tense like a cheetah ready to pounce.
Qin Yue looked at the two with a gloomy face and didn't say a word.
The man in black suddenly said, "Then he's going to die."
He sighed and leaned close to the young man's ear. "I'm sorry to drag you into this!" The dagger in his hand was pulled back, and a line of blood bloomed on the young man's white skin …
"Stop!" Qin Yue shouted in a low voice. His eyes were fixed on the man in black. The dagger stopped at the young man's neck again. After a moment of silence, he said coldly, "Let them go!"
The man in black smiled. "That's right! I've always been lucky. "
"Your Majesty!" Chen Ce said anxiously. "This traitor's martial arts are very strong. He tried to assassinate Your Majesty time and time again. If you miss this opportunity, next time … Your Majesty, just for one …"
Qin Yue coldly interrupted, "There are more than ten million people in the world who want to kill me. It doesn't matter if he's there or not. Do you think I'm afraid of an assassin? "
Qin Yue looked at Qin Song, only to see that Qin Song had a leisurely look on his face. It was as though the one who had almost been decapitated was someone else, as though they were talking about the life and death of someone else at this moment. As for himself, he was an outsider who had nothing to do with himself, watching the excitement of others. Qin Yue couldn't help but feel anger rising from his heart as he said in a low voice, "Qin Song!"
Qin Song looked at him.
Qin Yue said coldly, "If I don't see you in an hour, there won't be a chicken or a dog left in the hostage residence."
"Your Majesty really thinks highly of me." Qin Song finally spoke for the first time. His tone was indifferent. "Your Majesty, why don't you just say that you want to kill Chu?"
Qin Yue said indifferently, "There's nothing wrong with that."
Qin Song was exasperated. Who did he offend? He snorted coldly. "Do you want me to tie him up and send him to Your Majesty?"
Qin Yue said coldly, "Qin Song, don't test my patience!"
The man in black looked at the two of them blankly. He said, "That, you're really not his …? You guys … "
"Shut up!" Qin Song finally couldn't stand him anymore. He said angrily, "What does this have to do with you?"
"Oh!" The man in black looked at the dagger he was holding against Qin Song's neck. What does this have to do with him?
"Are you leaving or not?" Qin Song said impatiently. "If you don't leave, then go up and fight!"
The man in black said sullenly, "I can't win …"
If he couldn't win, then he could only leave.
Qin Yue looked coldly at the two of them slowly retreating into the darkness. He said in a low voice, "Chen Ce, follow them … and bring him back."
Chen Ce responded and left quickly with his men.
When his figure disappeared, Qin Yue said again, "Rho Minoris."
A low voice came from the darkness. "Yes."
"You go too. If … you bring him back!" Qin Yue's face was cold and his voice was bone-chilling. "… Regardless of life or death."
Qin Song, I've told you before, don't test my patience.
Qin Song, you better not be playing tricks.
…
The night was like a layer of thick fog that filled the palace. It was as if there were countless ferocious beasts crouching in the dark corners, ready to pounce and devour people at any time.
Three-quarters of an hour had passed, but the people who went had not returned.
Qin Yue was dressed in a black robe. His gaze was cold and gloomy. His anger was like the damp and cold night. He slowly clenched his right fist.
Is he finally impatient to fly out? He doesn't even care about his master, his Chu.
A series of heavy footsteps came from the corner. Chen Ce hurried over and reported in a low voice, "We've found him!"
Found him? Qin Yue was stunned. His heart sank again. They've found him, but he hasn't been brought back.
Qin Yue looked at Chen Ce, who seemed to want to shrink his head into his shoulders. He didn't dare to ask and only said coldly, "… Lead the way."
Then, he saw Qin Song.
Under the hazy moonlight, a young man in white sat quietly under a peach blossom tree. His body was dotted with falling petals, and his black hair was draped over his shoulders. Such a quiet and beautiful scene, but because of the sword hilt exposed in the young man's chest, it made people feel cold all over.
The young man covered his chest with his hand. Blood flowed from the gaps between his fingers.
Qin Yue swayed and stared at the young man. His whole body seemed to have collapsed into an extremely drawn bow. For a moment, he couldn't move.
"Your Majesty," Chen Ce said in a low voice, "That traitor said that he can't come here in vain … Before he left, he stabbed him in the chest."
Qin Yue didn't seem to hear. He slowly walked forward and half-squatted in front of the young man. He squeezed his shoulder tightly and said in a trembling voice, "Qin Song?"
Qin Song opened his eyes. His gaze was clear. He said, "Sorry, I want to try."
"Qin Song … Qin Song!"
A cold light flashed. His surprised voice suddenly turned into an incredulous rage. Qin Yue covered his chest and took a few steps back. There was a sharp dagger in his chest.
"Your Majesty!" Chen Ce was scared out of his wits. He rushed forward. However, he saw the young man kick off the tree trunk. His body spun rapidly in the air. He gathered his strength and viciously kicked the handle of the dagger that Qin Yue was about to pull out.
"Puff!" The dagger disappeared from the handle.
"Your Majesty!" Chen Ce's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. He roared, "Take him down!"
Qin Song flipped over and landed on the ground. Before he could take a step, he felt his hand tighten. Someone had already grabbed his wrist. The rough and strong hand was like an iron hoop. It almost broke his bones.
Qin Song turned around and was met with Qin Yue's gloomy eyes. They were cold and ruthless, as if a violent storm was brewing …
Without thinking, Qin Song pulled out a dagger from his chest. He only had a small part of the blade left. He slashed it towards Qin Yue's throat.
Qin Yue didn't dodge. His gloomy eyes stared fixedly at him. The hand holding his wrist viciously pulled!
Qin Song staggered. Before he could steady himself, his entire body shook. His entire body was sent flying two steps by the huge force. He crashed heavily into a tree trunk. Only now did a sharp pain come from his right shoulder.
Qin Song opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He reached out to grab the black iron arrow that was as thick as a thumb. He wanted to shoot himself off the tree. However, with the little strength he had left, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree. He tried several times but to no avail.
What a terrifying arrow. Qin Song gave up trying. In reality, if it wasn't for Qin Yue's pull, he would already be a corpse. However, his current situation wasn't much better.
"Qin Song."
The corner of a wide black robe appeared in his line of sight. Qin Song didn't have time to think. His head was lifted up by someone holding his chin.
"I didn't die." Qin Yue looked coldly at him. "Are you very disappointed?"
Qin Song coughed out a mouthful of blood and smiled. His voice was weak and his gaze was a bit unfocused. "Yes!"
As the saying goes, man proposes, and God disposes. He had calculated everything, even his escape route. The only thing he didn't expect was that the moment he attacked, his head would suddenly hurt for some reason. It was as if someone had viciously hit him with a sledgehammer. Only then did he miss by a bit. Otherwise, even if Qin Yue was wearing an inner armor, he would have already died.
"Good, good …" Qin Yue spat out a mouthful of blood. He smiled coldly and nodded. "Very good … Qin Song …"
The youth in thin undergarments was half covered in blood. His right hand hung limply. His left hand gripped the pitch-black shaft of the arrow. His slender white fingers were already covered in blood. The blood flowed down his wrist.
Qin Yue gasped for breath. A trace of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth. He reached out and grabbed the iron arrow on the youth's shoulder. He pressed it down.
"Ah!" Qin Song groaned in pain. He arched his back in pain.
Qin Yue was satisfied to see that the hateful smile on the youth's face had finally disappeared. He watched as the youth bit his lip so hard that cold sweat dripped down the tip of his nose …
In his mind, the image of the youth leaning lazily on the couch and drinking with his head raised. The image of the youth hovering in the air and ferociously kicking the dagger in his chest alternated. Qin Song, good, Qin Song, good job!
He pulled with all his might.
Blood splattered. Qin Song groaned. His fingers clasped the trunk of the tree. He forced himself to lean against the trunk and not fall down. He took deep breaths. "So f * cking painful!"
The black, blood-stained iron arrow was thrown in front of him. Qin Yue turned around and walked away. His cold voice carried a chill as he gnashed his teeth, "Don't let him die."
After a long time, the mountain was still and the water was still. After a while, a white hand reached out from the lake without any warning. It strenuously grabbed onto a black rock by the side of the lake. After a while, this hand finally pulled its entire body out of the lake.
Linno didn't need to look to know how miserable he was. His black robe had been torn into strips. His body and face were covered with tiny bloodstains. His messy hair was plastered to his face and back with water. When he came out of the water, it froze into ice dregs. He looked more and more ridiculous.
Linno crawled two more steps before he turned over and leaned against the mountain rock. When he moved, the water stains on his body condensed into a thin layer of ice. It made a soft sound like that of broken jade and rustled to the ground. He was too lazy to waste his spiritual energy to cast a water-repelling spell. He just let it go.
"Ding!" An abrupt voice rang out in his mind. Lin Nuo frowned impatiently, and there was no further reaction.
"Ding! The main mission has been completed. Do you wish to return? "
Linno sneered. This unlucky system is getting worse and worse. Main mission? That thing never gave me a damn main mission!
If that thing's hard drive hadn't crashed, then it must have gone crazy and come up with a new style. Collect a hundred Ignore Missions and ten thousand Negative Missions as punishment in exchange for one Main Mission?
Lin Nuo didn't take the so-called "return" to heart. Ever since he had been pestered by this crazy System, he had completed a lot of messy missions, but he hadn't seen a single reward. Later on, when he asked for help from the System after that incident, it didn't respond at all, as if it was dead.
Later on, Linno treated its words like farts. He didn't expect that this broken system, which didn't seem to have any ability, had so many ways to torture people. Since then, Linno would be tortured to death by it every few days because of the "Negative Missions". In comparison, the terrifying Heavenly Tribulation was child's play.
If it was someone else, they might have been tamed by it and completed any mission that wasn't too difficult. However, Linno was stubborn by nature. Not only did he not compromise, he was even more disgusted with this thing. Since it had such means, then what happened to him back then was just a piece of cake to it. He didn't ask for any rewards after completing so many missions. It was not too much to ask for help just this one time. But not only did it not help, it didn't even say a word. Obviously, it only treated him as a tool to get whatever it wanted. If he continued to be used by it, then he would be cheap.
"Crazy" was Linno's own evaluation of the system's malice. It wasn't objective, but this time, it really seemed to be crazy. Not to mention that this inexplicable main mission was completed inexplicably, the punishment just now was also inexplicable. In the past, it would always give him a mission first. After he ignored the mission for a while, the system would start to torture him. Before that, there would be a warning. Why did it come for no reason this time?
Linno was too lazy to think about it. He was not a smart person. This kind of thing, he couldn't figure it out with his brain alone.
Closing his eyes, Linno began to absorb the pitiful amount of Reiki around him, slowly nourishing his body. But in his heart, he sighed. How did he live a life worse than a shit-stirrer?
Linno had lived two lives. In his previous life, he was not an orphan, but he was almost an orphan. His father, who went out to work, met his mother, who went out to work, and they had him. When she was eight months pregnant, the two went back to their hometown to have a child. Half a month after he was born, his father went out to work again. When he was almost three months old, his mother said that she was going to find his father. Then, there was no "then".
His grandfather passed away when he was nine years old. He took out his grandfather's savings and asked the neighbor to help with the funeral. It was not easy to get in touch with his father, but his father said that he could not apply for leave. As for his mother … according to his father, they never got a marriage certificate. According to his father, he had not seen his mother since he left the village ten years ago.
After his grandfather passed away, Linno's life was not too bad for the first few years. He rented the land to the neighbors to farm, and the money he earned was enough to fill his stomach. The school helped him to waive the fees. The neighbors knew about his situation, and if there was anything to eat, they would share it with him. If there was any old clothes that he could not wear, they would also help him.
Linno did not refuse these good intentions. He remembered them all in his heart. On weekends, he would help with the farm work. After class, he would also help with things like peeling cotton and picking peanuts.
This was a small return of the favor.
When he was twelve years old, a foreign company came to do development. His father came back and sold the land and the house. He took the money and left. The neighbors who used to take care of him also left because of the relocation. Linno's life was completely ruined.
Fortunately, he knew that his family was in trouble. He skipped and skipped in school. At the age of twelve, he was already in the third year of junior high school. After he took the high school entrance exam and got his graduation certificate, Linno came out to work as a little drifter.
Because he was too young, he did not want to pretend to be a beggar. He believed that he was a person who had the ability to work, and did not have the qualifications to be a beggar. Unfortunately, the law did not recognize his ability to work. Linno, who could not find a job, drifted very hard at first. Later, he finally found a "permanent job."
Although it was illegal to hire child labor, there was one job that was an exception, and that was filming TV and movies.
Little beggars in ragged clothes lying on the street, little scholars sitting in school shaking their heads, and children's corpses being mercilessly slaughtered by the Japanese … No matter what kind of job it was, Linno did not refuse it. In this way, not only did he support himself, but he also went to high school.
Of course, he studied like this for three days and two days. Being able to get a graduation certificate was already good enough. University was out of the question. But no matter what, as he grew older, his ability to earn money gradually increased. His life also became better and better. He even became a little famous, and bought a house and a car.
After he became famous, his father "admired" him and came looking for him. He expressed his longing, guilt, and other feelings, and asked him for money, a car, and a house. Linno did not let him think too much. As long as he had on hand, he gave him everything he could.
Linno's friends were very angry. They scolded him, saying that it was better not to have such a father, and that it was better to feed money to a dog than to give it to him. Linno's answer was: Grandpa raised him not easily. That person was grandpa's only son. What he wanted was something that he had no use for. So what if he gave it to him?
This answer seemed open-minded and magnanimous, but in fact, it was frighteningly cold. In the end, he simply did not see that person as his father.
Just like that, he lived a smooth life for nearly thirty years. He really felt that he had lived a smooth life for the past few decades. Although his experience seemed to be full of ups and downs in the eyes of others, in Linno's eyes, he had never encountered a hurdle that made it impossible for him to continue living. Just when he thought that his life was going to be like that, he transmigrated.
One day, after taking a shower, he lay in bed and played with his phone for a while. He turned off the lights and went to sleep. When he woke up, he was in his mother's womb, and this life began.
In this life, he finally had a father and a mother. He very obediently studied, wrote, and practiced martial arts. Later, when he found out that this was a Xianxia world, he very seriously began to cultivate. Just like that, he lived a peaceful life for more than ten years. Suddenly, one day, in order to please the direct descendants and get more cultivation resources, his father asked him to fight for a mission to "help his direct cousin break off the engagement". He was about to refuse when suddenly, a "ding" sound rang in his head. The voice that made him gnash his teeth in hatred appeared for the first time. "Plot activated. Side Mission: Peacefully resolve the issue of Fang Tuo and Lin Ling-er's engagement."
Plot, Fang Tuo, Lin Ling-er … These nouns were like a bolt of lightning. Linno instantly froze. He thought that he was still called Linno because he had transmigrated. He did not expect that he had actually transmigrated into a book!
He had transmigrated into a book. Moreover, he had transmigrated into the book's most attractive and popular character. He was affectionately called the "First Male Supporting Character" by the readers.
He was said to be attractive because the world's most beautiful woman, Lin Ling-er, was his cousin. Linno, who was 70% to 80% similar to Lin Ling-er in appearance, was naturally also a super handsome man. At least in this book, there was no man more handsome than him.
He was said to be popular because the motivation for many readers to follow the novel was to see Linno get slapped in the face and make a fool of himself. Every time he appeared, the comments below were even more enthusiastic than when the male lead was acting cool.
As for his shit-stirring skills, you could tell just by looking at his popularity. At that time, Linno's friend dragged him to read this novel because he wanted to use this shit-stirring stick, who had the same name as him, to disgust him.
Now that Linno was here, he naturally would not rush to be a shit-stirring stick. He almost immediately decided on his next course of action: safety first, stay away from the male lead.
Anyone who had read this book would know that Fang Tuo was a jinx. Other than the female lead, Lin Ling-er, the closer anyone got to him, the faster they would die. Therefore, being on good terms with him was absolutely out of the question!
Of course, being on bad terms with him was even more out of the question. As a shuang novel, Fang Tuo's enemies all died more miserably than the last!
As for secretly snatching the male lead's opportunity, Linno did not even think about it. It was proven that anyone who tried to snatch the male lead's opportunity would eventually become the male lead's opportunity!
On the same cliff, the male lead would definitely not die if he jumped down. There were also spiritual fruits and inheritances waiting on him. If it was someone else jumping down … Hehe, you can go in peace.
Even if you waited for a thousand or ten thousand years, it would still be useless. It was guaranteed that the second it matured, you would coincidentally walk away and the male lead would appear.
In the mystic realm where danger lurked everywhere, the male lead would be resolute and decisive when he barged in. If you barged in, that would be called being reckless and blinded by greed.
In the trial of life and death, the male lead would always be the only one. Even if someone else went in 90,000 times, they would still die …
But no matter what, he still had to go and cancel the engagement. Otherwise, if someone else went and completely offended the male lead who was still a mortal, it would not be good if his entire family was destroyed.
After politely canceling the engagement, Linno strictly carried out his own plan. Under his intentional circumstances, for more than three thousand years, including the two times he and Fang Tuo brushed past each other, the number of times they met did not exceed ten, and the number of times they spoke did not exceed four sentences each time …
As for the final result, it was really f * cking … Hehe.
Seeing the light of day again, Qin Song felt as if a lifetime had passed. Through the car window, he looked at the people coming and going on the streets and the bustling shops. He felt familiar yet strange.
Suddenly, he was slightly stunned and said, "Why are there so many people from Qi in the Qin Capital?" Perhaps because the people of Qi always rode on horses, their hairstyle was very different from the people of the Central Plains. They liked to braid their hair or simply shave it.
Sitting opposite him was a young man with a cold and almost numb expression. When he heard Qin Song's words, he said in a deep voice, "His Majesty and Princess Chu's wedding day is approaching. The King Of Qi sent an envoy to congratulate you."
Only then did Qin Song remember that Princess Chu had been in the Qin Capital for four months. The wedding day would be in more than a month. Thinking of the messy relationship between Qin Yue and Yi An, Qin Song frowned slightly. In fact, this kind of thing was not uncommon in the Southern Chu, let alone in the unruly Daqin. But Qin Song was like other people who could not see this as an elegant thing. He only felt disgusted.
Suddenly, he sighed softly. It had only been two months since he came to the Qin Capital, but more things had happened than in the previous ten years. Even now, when he thought of the things that happened in the Southern Chu, it was as if it had happened in a dream. It was hazy and unreal.
The carriage stopped. Qin Song got off and knocked on the door. For a long time, no one answered. The carriage left without waiting for him to enter the door. But the young man who was in the same carriage got off and stood quietly behind him.
Qin Song frowned, "You're not leaving?"
The young man said, "His Majesty ordered me to follow you."
His tone seemed to always be so flat, without the slightest emotion.
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