Although this was not the first time he had killed someone, Fang Yiai's murderous hands couldn't help but tremble when looking at the corpses on the ground. The dagger he held in his hands fell to the ground, and the long sword he originally held in his hand was still stuck in his hand.
On the chest of a man in black in the distance.
"Crack!"
A thunder resounded throughout the world, followed by a lightning bolt like a giant dragon, which wandered leisurely in the sky for a while and then disappeared.
The dark clouds that had been suppressing for a long time finally began to cry happily. The big raindrops hit the trees and grass, and also hit Fang Yiai's body and face through the gaps between the leaves.
, even in the heart!
Fang Yiai fell to the ground exhausted, panting heavily, letting the rain splash on her body, looking at the corpses in front of her with a sad look, and unexpectedly thought of her own excitement.
When I was admitted to the university and held the first freshman assembly in the school auditorium, I took the oath together with the dean and said, "We are sacred medical workers and the protectors of human life. Our duty is to heal."
No matter what the circumstances, rescuing patients' lives and safety is our first mission! Life is priceless!..."
"Is life priceless? Ha." Fang Yiai muttered absentmindedly, "It really has no value at all, it's comparable to nothing!"
An uncontrollable stream of heat rushed out of his eyes, mixed with the cold rain on his face, and washed away the blood on his face, seeping from the corner of Fang Yiai's mouth into his mouth. Fang Yiai smacked his mouth, bitterly
It's astringent and has a nauseating smell!
When I went on stage for surgery before, I never felt that the smell of blood was so fishy that it made me sick!
"Ah."
With a bitter smile on her lips, Fang Yiai closed her eyes and looked up to the sky, letting the cold rain hit her face. She didn't know whether it was to wash away the blood that no longer existed on her face, or to cover up the tears left in the corners of her eyes.
Tears, haha, it seems that I haven’t shed tears for a long time, right? It seems that since I entered the third grade of elementary school, there is only sweat in my memory, but no tears. And after coming here, I can only make sure that I really return.
When I wasn't going, I cried happily in Yun Niang's arms.
It turns out that this is what it feels like to shed tears. As the tears flow out, it turns out that not only the water in the body and a certain amount of salt are released, but also a series of negative emotions such as frustration, unhappiness, and depression in the heart.
Tears flowed out together.
No wonder women are said to be made of water and shed tears all the time. It turns out that they are using tears to vent their negative emotions and relieve the pressure in their hearts. No wonder women have stronger endurance than men, and the average life span of women is also longer than that of men.
Quite a few, it seems that tears contributed a lot to it!
Originally, when I saw an article talking about the secret of tears in a popular science magazine, I was a little disapproving. After all, my father taught me since childhood that the concept of men bleeding and not shedding tears has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow. It cannot be changed by simply changing it.
.
Later, I heard a song "It's not a sin for a man to cry", which became popular in the streets. I discussed the issue of tears with my tutor. Later I also checked some information, and then I realized that people shed tears.
Impulse is also a kind of self-protection of the body. Some toxic substances produced by the accumulation of negative emotions take a long time and are slow to be eliminated by the liver and kidneys. They are not as direct and fast as tears.
Hearing the footsteps approaching her, Fang Yiai took back her thoughts, wiped the rain mixed with tears on her face, stood up, and looked at the person coming.
"Uncle Qin Hu, how are you?" Fang Yiai was the first to ask.
"Sir, of the twenty-three enemies, we have killed twenty-one and escaped with two. Cheng Hao has already led two of them to chase them." Qin Hu said with cupped hands, his face showing no emotion at all.
Any change, if it weren't for the fact that his breathing was a little heavy and his clothes were a little messy, it would be hard to tell just by looking at his face that he had just experienced a big battle.
"Where are our people?" Fang Yiai asked.
"Of the four guards who stayed behind, one died and two were injured. Cheng Hao and the two men who pursued the enemy also had some minor injuries, but it's not a problem." Qin Hu replied.
"The injury on your body is not an injury?!" Fang Yiai said angrily.
"Hehe, it's just a minor injury. I'm used to it." Qin Hu laughed dryly and looked at his arm dripping with blood.
"This is an internal wound medicine, one pill for each person. Let's take it first, briefly treat the wounds, and quickly return to the camp." Fang Yiai took out a surviving porcelain bottle from his arms, covered it with his hand from the rain, and opened it.
He smelled it, then covered it again, handed it to Qin Hu and said.
"That young master?" Qin Hu took the porcelain vase and looked at Fang Yiai with slight hesitation.
"I'm fine, I just got kicked twice. Go quickly." Fang Yiai rubbed his chest and said nonchalantly.
"Yes." Qin Hu just turned around and took two steps, then turned back and said, "Sir, Nurjiang has woken up. I have tied him up. Do you want to go and have a look, sir?" Although he had been seriously looking at the execution room.
Yiai's order was to take Nuerjiang with him, but that didn't mean that he didn't have doubts in his heart. He didn't understand why Fang Yiai didn't let Nuerjiang and his subordinates be killed by the men in black, but wanted to save him instead.
His life.
It's not that Fang Yiai didn't want to let Nuerjiang's braids go up, but, damn, the night before leaving, Fang Xuanling had carefully told Fang Yiai again and again, saying that Nuerjiang's death in the Tang Dynasty would not be beneficial to the country! Fang
Yiai once asked Fang Xuanling whether this was his intention or Li Shimin's. Fang Xuanling opened his mouth but did not answer.
Fang Yiai's expression changed for a moment, and then she said to Qin Hu, "Let's go, let me go and see him." As he said that, Fang Yiai bent down and picked up the two daggers on the ground, wiped them casually on his body, and then
He stuffed it into the dagger sheath in his boot.
On the way, he pulled out the long sword stuck in the enemy's body, wiped it clean and put it back into its scabbard, and then walked straight towards Nurjiang, whose hands and feet were bound and his mouth was gagged, watching the two injured guards.
I won't kill you, but no one said I can't deal with you. Fang Yi looked at Nur Jiang hatefully, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Sensing Fang Yiai's ill intentions, Nuerjiang looked at Fang Yiai in horror as he walked towards him step by step in the rain, shaking his head and trying hard to move his body back.
Fang Yiai walked slowly towards the Nur River step by step. The two injured guards stood up supporting each other, silently saluted Fang Yiai, and then quietly retreated.
Looking at Nurjiang coldly.
Although Fang Yiai was ordered not to kill him, Nuerjiang himself didn't know. He could only look at Fang Yiai in horror, moving back and begging for mercy, but
But because there was something blocked in her mouth, the sound she made ended up being uh huh huh.
Although I also understand that if I meet someone who wants to kill me, and the other person happens to fall into my hands, I am afraid that I will slowly kill him after he has experienced the pain of the other person. Although he understands that he is
The crime before Fang Yiai was unforgivable, but as long as there was a glimmer of hope of survival, Nuerjiang still hoped that he could live.
Looking at Fang Yiai in fear, Nuerjiang couldn't help shaking his head, begging for mercy in his heart, and praying to the wolf king on the grassland to protect him from this disaster. As long as he escaped from this disaster, he would sacrifice himself.
He offered the Wolf King the most powerful cow and the most delicious sheep, and at the same time vowed never to provoke Fang Yiai again or set foot in the Central Plains again.
Backing up, Nuerjiang found that his retreat was blocked by something. Looking sideways, he found that his back was pressed against the trunk of a big tree. He looked at Fang Yiai, who was still approaching him, and his eyes were closed.
His pupils kept dilating, and for a while, snot and tears flowed from his nose. A lot of them were washed by the rain and entered his mouth. His feet kept kicking back and forth on the ground without giving up.
Nuerjiang grimaced and froze, watching Fang Yiai stop in front of him. When Fang Yiai slowly lowered his head, Nuerjiang tried hard to swallow the saliva in his mouth, and felt that
Something, like an uncontrolled flood, rushed out. Suddenly, a stench that could not be concealed by heavy rain rose into the sky, and Nurjiang clamped his legs in shame and anger.
Fang Yiai just lowered her head and bent down to remove the joints on Nuerjiang's body. The moment she bent down, she felt an unpleasant odor rush up. She frowned and saw the rainwater under Nuerjiang's body.
It was wrapped in a yellow color that was different from other muddy water. He cursed secretly and lost interest in dealing with Nurjiang. He straightened up and drew out his long sword.
With Nurjiang closing his eyes and trembling in resignation, while Qin Hu and others were thinking about whether to persuade him or not, Fang Yiai unexpectedly broke the vines on Nurjiang's feet.
Feeling the looseness in his feet, Nuer Jiang opened his eyes unexpectedly and looked at Fang Yiai in confusion. Qin Hu, the two injured guards, and the guard who had just cleaned the battlefield, all looked at Fang Yiai in surprise.
Legacy love.
"Hand!" Fang Yiai looked at Nur Jiang coldly and said with disgust.
Nuer Jiang didn't care about the discomfort in his crotch, and hurriedly moved his body, exposing his hands tied behind his back to Fang Yiai.
After picking away the grass vines in Nuerjiang's hand, Fang Yiai put the sword back into its sheath. Without even looking at Nuerjiang, she turned towards the direction where Rumo had just run, and blew a loud whistle.
Qin Hu and others looked at Fang Yiai in confusion, then at Nuerjiang who was on the ground but dared not move. They also blew the whistle like Fang Yiai, calling for his mount.
"Why?" Nuerjiang stood up, holding on to the tree trunk, looking at Fang Yiai who was much smaller than him with confusion, and asked with difficulty.
"Go and clean up. Of course, you can also choose to walk back to the camp by yourself." Fang Yiai glanced at Nuer Jiang, ignored him, turned around and walked towards Qin Hu, and asked, "Uncle Qin Hu, can you
Do you want to call Uncle Cheng Hao back?"
Qin Hu nodded, blew two short and three long whistles in the direction where Cheng Hao and the others were pursuing, and said to Fang Yiai, "Cheng Hao will be back soon after hearing what he said. But, Master, we are not going."
Is that over there?" Qin Hu pointed to the direction where he originally heard the tiger's roar.
"We're not going. If we go like this, we may not be able to help. It's better to go back to the camp first so that we can help pick him up." Fang Yiai looked into the distance and waved his hand.
After a while, Cheng Hao and the others came back with a head, threw it on the ground, and said, "Damn, one of them ran away, but only one was caught, but the one who ran away had deep stab wounds on his left shoulder and back.
, if you don’t get treatment early on this rainy day, you won’t be able to live long even if you think about it.”
As soon as Cheng Hao finished speaking, the eight horses that had run away all came back obediently, touching their masters with their heads affectionately, but one of them was lying on the ground and lost all body temperature.
He ordered everyone to get on their horses. The brother who was seriously injured and could not ride a horse rode with others. The body of the dead guard was also carried in front of him.
"Master Fang, I..." Nuerjiang nervously lifted up his pants, turned around from behind the tree, and shouted in a panic to Fang Yiai on horseback, fearing that Fang Yiai would leave him behind.
"Get on the horse." Fang Yiai looked at Nuer Jiang coldly and said.
Under the cold and unfriendly eyes of everyone, Nuerjiang gritted his teeth, resisted the pressure, clumsily climbed onto a horse, and followed Fang Yiai and others towards the camp.
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