The Favoured Medical Princess

"Ayue, I'm so grown up, I haven't seen a decent person with open eyes." Xiao Yi helped Fudou and looked at Nangongyue with a smile. "Let's see in the past?"

He blinked earnestly at Nangong Yue, his expression almost acting cute.

Nangong Yue has always taken him for granted, so naturally he should.

So, Xiao Yi took Nangong Yue to the wooden platform together. At first, no one noticed their existence. However, when they walked past the group of believers sitting on the futon, they seemed to stand out in front of the wooden platform. Too.

The people around Nanliang looked at them in surprise, pointing at them.

A boy serving Aliman immediately came over, stopped the two of them, and asked with a hint of arrogance: "Who are you? Didn't you see Mu Chan praying for my Nanliang people here?"

Nangong Yue can't understand Nanliang language, and Xiao Yi knows it of course. He smiles and responds with a slightly sturdy Nanliang language: "I first arrived, I heard that Aliman Mu had meditated on the golden body, opened his eyes, and wanted to see a bit."

His tone was as if he had heard that there was a fire-spitting entertainer on a certain street, and he ran happily to watch it.

Many believers all around heard it, and they stared at Xiao Yi for a moment, and the surrounding Nanliang people seemed to realize what they were, and they whispered again.

The boy's face was not very good-looking, he lifted his chin and said, "This son, listen to your accent, isn't it our Nanliang people?" As he said, he looked at Xiao Yidou's face.Just now Dou Li covered Xiao Yi's face for the most part, so the boy didn't notice that his appearance was different from their Nanliang.

"I'm from Yuyu in southern Xinjiang." Xiao Yi threw away the hat on his head directly.

At the moment Dou Li flew out, an excited eagle cried out in the air, and then a gray shadow flashed, and saw a gray eagle with two claws closed, accurately grasped the edge of Dou Li, and then flew away. .

This scene happened so suddenly that the crowd watching was attracted by the gray eagle, and when they looked back at Xiao Yi again, they were almost shocked.

After Dou Li took it off, Xiao Yijun's picturesque face was suddenly exposed to the scorching sunlight, causing a series of whimpers and whispers, especially the eyes of the girls and women were shocked.

In the noise, even Aliman on the wooden platform looked at Xiao Yi with his eyes open.

Aliman concealed a touch of light in his eyes, smashed the snow-white long beard, and said aloofly: "This son, although you are not my Nanliang, but now also in Nanliang, if that black death When the worm comes, the spirits will be charcoal! Maybe you and your wife will die in a foreign land too!"

This remark seems to be admonishing, but it's a word but a word.

Especially when he heard that he was dying in a stranger's homeland, Xiao Yi had a somewhat careless expression, and his eyes were sharp as arrows, which made Aliman "chuck" in his heart.

The boy hadn’t felt it yet, and he continued to persuade with a slightly arrogant expression: "This son, although you are the king of the south of the Zhennan, will only attract this scourge for me in Nanliang, but our Muchen is compassionate. No matter whether you are a Nanliang or Dayu, Mu Chen will protect you if all beings are equal."

The boy's bitter taste attracted the believers around him and the people of Nanliang frequently to nod, and looked at Aliman's eyes with more respect. Mu Chan deserved to be Mu Chan, and he was very compassionate.

A bright smile appeared on Xiao Yi's face, but the smile didn't extend to the bottom of my eyes, saying: "Unfortunately, I don't believe in ghosts, gods, Buddhas, or fate. We have a saying: Is it a blessing? A curse is a curse that cannot be avoided. If there is a natural disaster, how can it be reduced to invisible by a person saying a few words casually?"

If this is to pray for God to be useful, how can there be so many natural disasters since ancient times**?!

Isn't the emperor the emperor?

But even the emperor can't guarantee that his dynasty will rise, and that his own life will be in line with heaven?

Aliman sighed softly and said in a compassionate tone: "This son, you are not afraid of death and do not believe in Gods and Buddhas, but don't "encumber" our people in Nanliang."

The word "Lian Lei" spit out from his mouth, but the tone was accentuated, causing the believers around him to commotion and looked at Xiao Yi with indignation.

Xiao Yi is still indifferent. Does he even see such hatred in the battlefield?If he would take it to heart, he would have had trouble sleeping and sleeping, and he could not sleep at night.

He laughed directly, and said lightly: "Interesting! Then I want to see, if no one prays for blessings, what kind of scourge will it cause?"

He hadn't finished his words yet. He kicked a kick sharply and accurately hit the boy's lower abdomen. The boy screamed and stumbled backwards a few steps, and fell on four feet.

This was happening so quickly that the believers around didn't respond at all. Xiao Yi took Nangong Yue's hand and walked up to the wooden platform in a stately manner, smiling from beginning to end.

Looking at the beautiful face in front of him, for some reason, Aliman felt cold in his heart, and felt like he was stared at half by a viper. The more gorgeous the viper, the more venomous his venom.

"Ayue, you are waiting for me here." Xiao Yi asked Nangongyue to wait at the corner of the wooden platform. He continued to walk forward until he reached Aliman.

For a moment, Aliman felt a little guilty in his heart, but then he told himself that this man was unpredictable, but it was just a single-handed horse. Seeing the woman beside him was even more helpless, could he still dare not do it himself? ?!

"Bold!" he swallowed, scolding, "you...what do you want to do?"

Xiao Yi smiled and touched his chin, as if this had been decided. The smile was deeper and he slowly said, "Probably killing you."

His Nanliang tone was not very standard, and with his smile on his face, it sounded like a joke.

But Aliman, who was staring at him, knew it was not a joke.

Aliman's eyes flicked violently, wanting to call someone, trying to escape, but the thought flashed and everything was too late.

Xiao Yi pulled out a soft sword wrapped around his waist, and the silver sword body shone in the sunlight, reflecting Aliman's frightened eyes.

"brush--"

The soft sword shuddered in the air and went down, taking a straight shot from Aliman's left chest.

The tip of the silver sword came in from the chest and spurted blood from the back.

Aliman opened his mouth incredulously, his eyes almost glared out, his mouth murmured, and his voice was barely audible...

But Xiao Yi, who is closest to him, can judge from the mouth shape what he is talking about:

"How dare you... who are you?"

Xiao Yi shrugged. He had never changed his name and sat or changed his last name.

"Xiao Yi."

He gave two words, and then immediately drew his sword. The next moment, the hot blood from the other party's heart quickly sprayed out of the wound, splashing on Xiao Yi's robe, embellishing his original white robe with a flirtatious Red, the flower on the other side of the symbol of death, Mandosa Hua.

Xiao Yi?!Aliman's eyes widened even more, Xiao Yi, isn't it...

He couldn't think about it anymore, his turbid eyes became darker and darker, and finally lost all the brilliance, "bang" fell down, only the blood was still flowing out, flowing on the wooden table On, shocking...

All around was silent, and everyone could not move, almost doubting that the scene in front of him was an illusion, and no one thought that it was just a flick of a finger, and Aliman Muchan turned to the west.

Xiao Yi frowned, took out a handkerchief to wipe off the blood stains on the sword, and said in a slightly ironic tone: "The original so-called golden body is nothing more than a mortal body, and it can't stop the arrow at all. "

In the next moment, I heard a woman scream: "Killing someone! Someone is killing someone!"

Immediately afterwards, the nearby believers and the people of Nanliang reacted, and the crowd clamored and swelled, all at once, like a boiling pot of boiling water.

The boy had just stood up, and was scared to fall on the ground, trembling slightly, stutteringly said: "Mu Chan... Mu Chan was killed..."

Then he looked at Xiao Yi on the wooden platform with a pale face, but he saw that the gorgeous young man still smiled casually, leisurely and naturally, if there was a dead body at his feet, people would simply doubt the scene just now. Just an illusion.

The boy pointed at Xiao Yi with a trembling finger, his eyes filled with deep fear, and shouted excitedly: "It's him, it's him who killed Mu Chan! Killing people to pay for their lives!"

"Mu Chan is dead, no one prays, isn't the black dead insect coming?"

"We will all die!"

"It's him, this Dayu is uneasy and kind, he must want to kill us Nanliang!"

"..."

Hatred and fear are like a stone falling into the lake, producing ripples in circles, rippling around...

The Nanliang people's emotions are getting more and more excited. Everyone seems to be enchanted, their eyes are red, their emotions are excited, they are inspiring each other, and soon they swarm towards Mutai like a tide, and the whole city seems to be gone.

In this dense crowd, Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue are just two people, so small.

Xiao Yi, still calm, walked to Nangong Yue and took her right hand with a clean left hand: "Ayue, are you afraid?"

Nangong Yue said with a smile: "You are there."

With Xiao Yi, she naturally has nothing to fear, nothing to worry about.

Xiao Yi doesn't like to be forbearing, but it's not impulsive and stunned, not to mention that he is still here. He doesn't have a full grasp, and he won't shoot easily.

Xiao Yi chuckled and laughed. If it weren't for the large crowd now, he really wanted to kiss his stinky girl.

Nangong Yue seemed to read his mind and narrowed her eyes in warning.

Xiao Yi flattened his mouth flatteringly. Isn't he doing nothing yet?

Nangong Yue suddenly had a headache. If their son learned Ayi's character in the future, he would have to die every day!

The two exchanged only a few glances. Those believers have narrowed their encirclement and supported the wooden platform with both hands, so they will climb up...

At this moment, bursts of "swooshing" sounds came from the sky, and several gray shadows swept across the sky like a meteor, and then shot on the wooden platform with "zhengzheng", and the lucky people were unharmed. , Looking at the feather arrow just a few feet away; this unlucky person was pierced by the sharp arrow into the palm of his hand, and nailed hard on the wooden platform.

The man with the palm of his hand froze for a moment, as if he realized what was happening, and the blood was instantly lost on his face, and howls of pig-killing sounded.

Where did this arrow come from?

This question appeared in everyone's mind, and immediately heard the sound of "rumbling" coming from all directions. A group of soldiers with bronze helmets and armor appeared, one by one with a long sword or a bow and arrow. It seemed that they were all very aggressive. In a flash, two encircling circles were formed, and some people surrounded the square. The remaining hundreds of people rushed to the wooden platform and surrounded the wooden platform.

Upon seeing the dress of these soldiers, the Nanliang people present knew that this was the army of the South Xinjiang, and their face changed suddenly.Originally still in a group of anger, blood, and instantaneously as if a bucket of cold water was poured in the head, the burning flame in my heart extinguished, and replaced by fear, panic, and anxiety...

The people in Nanliang all whispered to each other's ears, their faces flustered.

Although the Nanjiang Army did not burn and loot after taking over Nanliang, their people's lives seemed to be the same as before, but after all, they all knew that since Nanliang died, these people were slaves to the dead. Some were uneasy, and no one knew if they would anger the soldiers of the southern army, they would not kill them.

Nowadays, from their Nanliang to neighboring Baiyue, no one knows that the South Xinjiang Army is brave and brave and invincible.On the battlefield, wherever the South Xinjiang Army went, the enemy's corpse was thousands of miles away!

The people in Nanliang felt more and more disturbed the more they thought, and the more puzzled they became:

A few days ago, Aliman Muchen set the day for the altar practice, and this matter has long spread in the lake city, no one knows no one knows.However, in the past few days, the Southern Xinjiang Army has been doing nothing. Many people secretly doubted whether the Southern Xinjiang Army was also afraid of this terrible insect pest than the plague, and even guessed whether the generals in the army had already frightened to escape... …I didn’t expect them to keep secretly watching every move here!

When everyone whispered, the same doubt naturally came up. So, who is this handsome young man on the wooden platform who is not like a mortal, so that the southern army is so strict?

Everyone's eyes looked at the wooden platform again, but their mood and eyes were very different from before.

I saw the two soldiers of the South Xinjiang Army headed up to the wooden platform, took the lead to kneel on one knee, bowed their heads to Xiao Yi, clenched their fists in a military salute: "Li Deguang, the last general (Lu Pingyao), see Shi Ziye."

Immediately afterwards, other soldiers of the southern Xinjiang army also knelt on one knee and saluted: "See Shiziye."

The cries of the soldiers rang through the sky.

"Get up," Xiao Yi said with a smile, no surprise on her face.As early as he came here, looking around the surrounding environment, he found that the west tower had a flash of clairvoyance, and after a little pondering, he knew...

The kneeling Li Deguang and Lu Pingyao stood up, and there was still a surge of emotion in their hearts.

They were sent here by An Yihou ten days ago.There may be civil unrest here in An Yi Hou Yan, let them act at the opportunity.

Sure enough, a few days after coming to the lake, they found out that what was called Aliman's Mu Chan was hyped up because the prince had laid down Nanliang, so it brought disaster to Nanliang.Seeing that the people of the Lake District are already in a crowd, they will be instigated at any time, they immediately asked An Yihou, and An Yihou ordered them to give them a kit, and let them let Aliman open the altar, then later Act on the tips.

At the same time, the guards of Maohu City also kept quiet under the direction of An Yihou, on the one hand, they allowed the farce to proceed, and on the other hand, they quietly followed suit.

Unexpectedly, Aliman hasn't done anything yet, An Yihou's strategy hasn't been implemented yet, and he has ushered in an unexpected variable!

In front of a tea, when Li Deguang watched through the eyes of two people wearing hats and robes in Nanliang on the wooden platform, he thought that this man and a woman were allies of Aliman, but they were among them. The moment when the man took off the hat, he was so shocked that Qianli's eyes almost didn't hold.

Shiziye, Shiziye is here!?

Li Deguang immediately guessed that the woman next to that prince must be the prince of the prince.

At this moment, Li Deguang and Lu Pingyao couldn't believe it anymore. Shizi Ye actually went to Nanliang with the emperor Shizi without any entourage...

And as soon as he shot, he ended up with a sword of Muchen, the god.

Although An Yi Hou's great tricks are also amazing, but at this moment, they still feel that Shi Zi Ye is relieved!

I really deserve to be a prince of the world.

Both Li Deguang and Lu Pingyao looked at Xiao Yi with dignity and respect, and their eyes sparkled as if they were looking at their beliefs.

Xiao Yi, Li Deguang and others spoke the language of Dayu. Most of the people in Nanliang who were present could not understand it. However, the Central Plains of Dayu was a big country and worshipped by the surrounding small countries. In the same language as Dayu, a man immediately exclaimed: "Zhennan Wang Shizi, he is Zhennan Wang Shizi!"

There was a deep disbelief in the man's voice.

This shocking message spreads ten times, ten times one hundred... But in the blink of an eye, it spread to the ears of thousands of people in Nannan who were present. Deep fear, that is awe of death.

In front of him, this young man who looks as charming as a woman turned out to be the legendary god of killing, the prince of Nanyu, the murderous Dayu town?!

Most of the people in Nanliang are paper-faced, and the fear in their eyes and faces is more intense.

The murderous brutality of the king of the south of the town has long spread to Nanliang. Just now he killed Aliman Muchan with a sword, which proves that the rumor is not false!

They were so disrespectful to him just now. In order to be effective, would he simply order the blood to wash the lake?!

Thinking, many people's eyes showed a lot of fear, shrinking and languishing.

At this moment, an old female voice suddenly shouted out loudly in the crowd: "What about the King Shinan of Zhennan? Many acts of unrighteousness will kill you!"

I saw a white-haired old woman in a coarse clothed dress walked out of the crowd, headed up to the wooden platform with her head upright, and pointed at Xiao Yi with her right hand, shouting at the Nanliang people in the square: "Brothers and sisters You also saw it with your own eyes? Mu Chan was killed by this tyrannical king of the south of the town for the safety of our people in Nanliang, but what did we do?! We are here to watch with cold eyes and dare not avenge Mu Chan, Nanliang It’s sad to say that the blood of the male is not there, and it’s no wonder that Nanliang has become a slave to the dying country! If he lives so humble and lowly, it’s no different from the enslaved animals!

With that, she raised her hands and shouted at the sky: "The people are numb, and I will die in Nanliang too!"

The voice hadn't fallen yet, and the old woman rushed towards the wooden platform suddenly. Li Deguang thought she was going to shoot Xiao Yi, striding forward, her body traversed, blocking Xiao Yi's front, and her long sword came out of her sheath.

But who knows, the old woman banged her head on the wooden platform, hard and hard.

"Boom!"

She hit her with all her strength, and made a loud loud noise. The whole square was quiet for a moment, and she felt as if she was hit hard by her heart.

But seeing the old woman's turbid eyes glared out, blood was flowing from the wound on her forehead, and her snowy silver hair was half red and white.

The people around Nanliang stared at the swallowing old woman in desperation. In less than a scent of incense, two people died because of the king of Zhennan!

They could not move one by one, their eyes were red, and the old woman snarled before their death, repeatedly echoing in their ears:

"The people are numb, and I will die in Nanliang too!"

Yes, if they are alive and alive, if the king of the south of the town does what they want, what is the difference between living and dying?

"Who said that our Nanliang men are not bloody!" A rough male voice roared angrily, "Women and children still know the good and evil, and know the shame of the country. Do we men like to watch the king of Zhennan in our Nanliang so openly? Do whatever you want?"

Following the men's indignant questioning and accusation, the Nanliang people in the square are all exposed with anger, looking at Xiao Yi's eyes again igniting the flames of hatred, and they are still burning more and more prosperous...

Digression

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