Chapter 181: Jun buried spring mud

The scream of the maid escaped the first moment to break the silence of the night sky. The guards outside the palace had not yet reacted. Xie Wei blamed the door of the palace, and used the table and chairs to block the door and the window. When I turned back, I saw Xiao Yuan being clear for the river. He stopped bleeding, he took off his coat and blocked the wound of the Weihe River. The coat was stained with blood, and the river could not support it. He swayed and fell.
"Hey brother! Hey brother!" Xiao Yu'an was holding Luohe Qing and leaning against the corner. A lot of blood loss made the river clear and unconscious, and his consciousness was vague. He struggled to open his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but he could not say anything.
"Hey, don't talk, don't talk, you'll be fine." Xiao Yu'an is nearing the edge of collapse, and only the thoughts of Luohe Qing will not die, but the breath of Qihe Qing is gradually weakening, his consciousness is scattered. , slowly close your eyes.
Xiao Yu was panicked when he was suddenly, and his hands pressed the shoulders of Luohe Qing, and kept shouting: "Hey, don't sleep! Don't sleep, look at me, you..." Xiao Yu'an
The voice did not fall, and the man suddenly caught the collar and pressed it against the wall.
Xie Tao’s eyes were red and bloody, and Xiao Yu’an’s collar was stunned:
The emperor, what are you doing? Don’t you remember? He killed the soldiers of the North, that is, he died in our country. Shouldn’t you hate him? Why don't you hate him? You remember your name is Zhou Mingxi! You are our emperor! You are the emperor of the North!"
Xiao Yu'an couldn't tell the answer. He kept shaking his head and kept muttering and sorry. He said, like a sinful sinner, he is finally punished with punishment, leaving only eternal remorse and unforgivable sin.
"Enough! Why do you always apologize for the emperor! Why?" Xie Yu blamed, but he was too late to get the answer.
Outside the palace, there was a sudden sound of breaking the door and the rush of horseshoes, as well as the shouting of Xue Yan. It seems that the soldiers of the have rushed.
Xie Zhengui was calm and extremely cold. He picked up the dagger that was still dripping with the blood of the Weihe River. He was about to rush out the door and was dragged by Xiao Yuan. Xiao Yuan pleaded with pleading: "Don't go, it will die!" Let's go, you can definitely go, go back to Taoyuan Village, go back."
"The emperor, I can't go back." Xie Zhen shook his head and slowly pulled back his hand. His tone was so calm but so cruel. He said: "The emperor, the descendants of Xie family have only two kinds of end, or they are always in the North. In the prosperous world, either died in the battlefield and did not go with the brothers three years ago. Now, I should chase them."
After all, Xie Yigui rushed out with a dagger and turned his back.
Xiao Yu'an squatted on the ground. He leaned on the last unbroken string in his mind. He turned back and continued to hold the wound on the river. He shouted over and over again to let him not sleep. Then, some people came in and some people would enter Xiao Yu'an. Under the control of the ground, dragging on the ground, someone rushed to repair the blood for the last time.
Everything is as dumb as nothing, only chaos and mess, Xiao Yuan wants to ask if there is anything in the river, but it is dragged out of the palace, outside the palace, the snow is falling, the weather is cold, Xue Yan’s face was pale and angry with fear. Xiao Yu’an was taken to his feet and he heard him say,
Northern king, you are so embarrassed, use the emperor’s sincerity to you, and assassinate the emperor with the Northland Yu, how can you do this? Vicious?"
Xiao Yu'an didn't answer and didn't explain. He curled up to the ground and couldn't cry even if he choked. He was so embarrassed, his body was hurting, his limbs were hurting. He asked him why he would do this again and again, but he didn't know where to look. answer.
Perhaps from the moment he thought he could protect the North, he was destined to have such an ending.
Xue Yan has always been doing things decisively and neatly. He knows that the Northern Emperor of the Abolition of the Emperor has no longer been able to stay. Before that, he was able to claim that it was an ancient love, but if he was assassinated, he would stay with him. Can only be a laughing stock!
Today, the emperor of the North Kingdom must die.
The world is whistling, the snow is screaming, the cold is biting, Xue Yan exhales a white mist, slowly pulling out the long sword from the waist: "Northern Emperor, can you still have something to say?"
Xiao Yu'an still carries the blood of the Weihe River. His clothes have been soaked in the snow, black and white are mixed together, and covered with heavy snow. He is slowly getting up and standing, his limbs are frozen because of the cold, his His eyes were numb and he asked: "Hey, he is okay?"
Xue Yan's sword in his hand, staring at Xiao Yu'an for a long while, seems to be afraid to come to this moment. Xiao Yu'an remembered that it was Luhe Qing. He was silent for a while and answered truthfully: "The emperor has no life."

"That's great..." Xiao Yuan shivered and smiled and fell into tears.
Xue Yan discovered that he might have misunderstood this person in front of him, but in order to make the river for the South Yan State for the world, today he will not be merciless in any case: "Northern Emperor, if there is no other words, go on the road."