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Chapter 25 Sending the Soul (3)

After riding for nearly two hours, Yao Si thought she was out of danger. After a frivolous glance at An Qingen, Yao Si dismounted indifferently. She took An Lushan off the horse casually, and looked at An Qingen with cold eyes.

"He is your righteous brother."

"yes."

"You actually want to kill your righteous brother with your own hands."

"No, I don't." An Qingen looked at the handsome young man in front of him with some horror. He felt that he could not face this young man. His eyes were so cold, as if he was about to tear himself apart.

"No? Haha" Yao Si laughed furiously, and his finger pointed at An Qingen and twitched a little from anger.

"I didn't. I just stabbed him three inches under the ribs, where there were fewer blood vessels and would not hurt life."

"Are you sure?" There were ripples in the originally cold eyes. Nothing more sorrow than death. When I learned that my elder brother still had hope of survival, all hatred was no longer important to Yao Si.

The two were about to help Yan Xu up to heal his wounds, but they seemed to hear the sound of horse hooves coming from far and near.

"Not good!" the two shouted almost at the same time.

The sound of vagueness has gradually become clear, and nearly a thousand cavalrymen gradually flashed from the night sky.

Pulling Yan Xu onto the horse, An Qingen shouted, "You go first, I'll stop them." After a slight pause, An Qingen continued, "But you have to let him go, after all, he is my grandfather."

"Okay, I'll sell you this face. I just hope you advise him not to go against the will of heaven again." Yao Si was moved by An Qingen and said slightly.

Without waiting for Yao Si to say more, An Qingen had already rode his horse and galloped towards the direction he came.

Under the dark jade-colored night, a cold crescent moon will spread infinitely smoothly throughout the earth.

A handsome man in black clothes stood in front of thousands of iron armored cavalry formations holding a steel sword in his hand.

"Three Young Master, get out of here." Tian Chengsi glanced at An Qingen disdainfully and scolded. If it were someone else, he would definitely not dare to have such a bad attitude towards the third young master of the Jiedushi, but Tian Chengsi would not give this kid a good face.

He is the loyalty of the second young master Qingxu, and the competitive relationship between the second young master and Qingen is well known to the world. It can be said that it has reached the point where the incompatibility of water and fire. As the loyalty of the second young master, he naturally has to do his best. It would be nice not to take the initiative to trouble An Qingen, that boy, and he still hopes that he will give him a good face?

"Uncle Tian, ​​don't force me. When they go far, you can naturally take Grandpa back."

"Haha, I also said you were wronged. It turns out that you really betrayed the Jiedushi." Tian Chengsi scolded and said, "The thief is not going to get out of the way quickly. Do you really want to force me to kill you in front of the formation?"

"Uncle Tian, ​​as long as I am here, I will not let you pass by, unless you kill me." An Qingen's tone was very cold, and a wisp of murderous aura appeared under the stars and moon.

"Okay, okay. Since you are stubborn, I will ask me to be the only one who is your rebellious son."

An Qingen's words hit Tian Chengsi's thoughts. Anyway, the Jieduan is not here now, so he will kill him and abandon the enemy first. If the Jieduan asks the general later, he will put all the blame on Yan. Yao and the other two expected that the Jieduan would not doubt it.

Tian Chengsi thought to himself and then waved his hand, and several archers bent their bows and strings.

The buzzing sound was a little awkward, but when he heard the sound of the "花" and the "花" array, an arrow net came to An Qingen in an instant.

An Qingen was also really good. Faced with such a dangerous situation, he was not surprised when things went wrong. He lightly blocked the feather arrow with a sword. Although he was born in the Rain of Arrow, he was still unscathed.

Tian Chengsi, who was standing beside him, felt depressed when he saw this. He personally drew out a five-stone hard bow and bent his bow to the arrow. With a sharp sound, a feather arrow struck across the night sky and accurately shot into the right eye of the horse An Qingen rode. The war horse neighed and fell to the ground. An Qingen had no time to avoid it and fell to the ground. Several feather arrows resisted like shadows.

At that moment, the images in An Qingen's pupils were so clear that he could even see the markings of the tails of the feather arrows and the crow's feet of the arrows.

Blood oozed out of An Qingen's chest, and he gently helped the dead horse to stand up. He used all his strength to penetrate the steel sword into the ground. A faint smile appeared on the corner of the handsome man with arrows all over his mouth, and stood tall in the dark jade-colored night.

At that moment, he was so happy

Crossing the ridges and overturning mountains, galloping at night.

After traveling from Fanyang for more than ten days, Yao Si dared not be careless for a moment. After all, Hebei Road is An Lushan's old nest, and state officials from all over the country are his confidants. After learning that he would definitely give a death order to pursue his subordinates, and if he delayed it, he might be caught up by these people.

However, since entering Hedong Road, the pressure he faced was significantly less. Although An Lushan, the Hu Er, also served as the Hedong Jiedushi, the land of Hedong was in the Central Plains after all, and was not as good as a border area. After more than ten years of hard work, An Lushan basically controlled the army of Hedong, but he could not buy every official. As long as he was not too arrogant, Fatty An would not dare to blatantly lead his subordinates to the northern capital of the Tang Dynasty.

After a quick trip, the two of them had already reached the Taiyuan County system. Yan Xu's injuries had healed most of them. They stopped and stopped all the way, and the atmosphere was quite relaxed.

The light gray night sky turned white. Yao Si turned around and looked at Yan Xu lying on the horse's back. He wiped off the sweat beads from the corner of his forehead and sighed softly. Yao Si felt quite ashamed.

Recalling the farewell to An Qingen last night, Yao Si felt so excited. The handsome man with a handsome face floated away with his long sleeves, and the three-foot sword scattered a terrifying cold light under the reflection of the moonlight.

He could clearly see the resoluteness that was revealed in An Qingen's bright eyes - for his righteous brother, he would sacrifice his bright future. However, he was An Lushan's biological son after all, and he believed that the tiger would not eat his son, so An Lushan would not do anything to him.

I never thought that An Lushan, the thief of the country, could have such a affectionate and righteous son. God is really lucky to be fooled by others.

Yao Si praised this young man as a young man. Although the country regards filial piety as the foundation of the country, it is based on loyalty. An Lushan's attempt to rebel is a great evil in the world.

As a son, An Qingen should fulfill his filial piety to repay his child's kindness. However, his grandfather is also an ambitious country stealer. Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot be achieved at the same time. I am afraid that only he himself can understand this pain.

Yao Si let out a long sigh, and felt calm in her heart. Even for An Qing'en's wish, she could not let Brother Yan Xu have any mistakes.

ps: I always feel that the novels are not good, and the so-called good people are not necessarily good people, and the so-called evil people are not necessarily evil people. Take An Lushan as an example. Of course, he is evil, but there must be some of his sons who are interested in good intentions, but his father's cavalry rebelled and had to follow. There is true love in the world, and this is my original intention of writing to celebrate this person, with a faint chivalrous flavor!

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