Chapter 2

When the moment he saw the man in sacrificial robber appeared, a huge wave swelled in his heart.

No wonder Nian Zhong, who was one of the three swordsmen of Chu with his beloved wife, performed so sure of victory from the beginning.

Tonight's siege was actually a figure of the Wu Temple.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Yànli's mind like lightning.

He was shocked and shocked to see a shocking conspiracy falling on them.

Yànli's heart seemed to fall into a deep abyss.

This is a huge conspiracy that has been carefully planned not only for the father and son, but may even be against the entire Jiang clan.

If Nian Zhong only appears here tonight, Yàn Li dare not be completely sure.

But now even the figure of the priest of the Wu Temple appeared. No matter how unwilling to believe it, it could not be denied that if the attack tonight was not approved by King Liu of Chu, or even other forces outside the royal family participated, Yàn Li would never believe it.

These thoughts flashed through my mind.

Love son's screams rang in his ears.

Father!With amazing concentration, Yànli stopped the moment he staggered, and he screamed in his heart.

He used the bronze sword in his hand and wanted to block the grid, but it was too late.

The priest from the Wu Temple exercised his mental control, which made the rock-solid mind appear in a flash. How could Nian Zhong, who was the three swordsmen of Chu, missed this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

As the moment Yàn Ling's scream fell, a sharp pain extended from Yàn Li's left priest's arm to the lower ribs.

Warm blood spilled into the air.

The strong and severe pain made Yànli realize that Nian Zhong's sword not only penetrated deep under his ribs, but also broke the meridians in his left arm.

At this critical moment of life and death, Yànli showed the true nature of a swordsman.

He ignored the blood-flowing wounds, but used the bronze sword in his hand, used all his unique skills in his life, and turned into thousands of splendors, fighting back at the terrible enemy in front of him.

Dangdangdangdang!

The golden sound of weapons being handed over was resounding throughout the dense forest.

Nian Zhong was in the field and felt a stern heart.

Don't look at him as if he was tall and sure to win from the beginning.

In fact, from the beginning, he had never taken it lightly for the opponent who was rumored to be more sword skills than Yue Ji.

Nian Zhong would have the ability to use such a sharp and terrifying sword technique when the other party was successfully sacked by him.

Unlike his seemingly ease, he actually struggled to deal with it.

However, Nian Zhong also understood that the sword moves Yàn Li used at this moment were very open and closed. Although the attack was fierce, he would not last long with his current state.

Within thirty or forty rounds, his sword will surely fall, and then it will be the time for him to lead the neck and give him the head.

Nian Zhong sneered, and his sword kept blocking it, allowing him to attack him endlessly.

The situation of Yàn's separation is indeed as expected by Nian Zhong.

With a fierce offensive, after nearly thirty rounds of fight with Nian Zhong, although he forced Nian Zhong to retreat step by step and successfully broke a gap in the encirclement from Nian Zhong's direction, his blood loss was accelerated due to his violent movements.

Without the priest of the witch temple, he felt dizziness coming towards him.

Yànli's offensive finally showed a downward trend.

Nian Zhong suddenly felt very happy.

It was this moment he was struggling to take.

The long sword strikes out.

Just when Zhong was resting all his mind in front of him, a cold light quickly pierced from behind him.

Nian Zhong was shocked!

He found himself making a fatal mistake.

Or everyone present, including the left priest of the Wu Temple, made the same mistake.

That is to ignore the son of Yànli and Yueji, Yànling!

This third son of Jiang's family was pampered since childhood, and he was also not a fan of martial arts and his swordsmanship was mediocre.

Therefore, from the beginning, Nian Zhong, who was the three swordsman, had only one former prince, and he did not consider the third prince of the Jiang family.

However, at this moment, although the sword skills displayed by Yànling are still immature, his timing of taking action is not bad.

Even forced Nian Zhong to change his tricks temporarily.

Yànli shouted suddenly.

This is the moment he is waiting for!

Yàn Li flipped his right wrist, and the copper sword in his hand swung upwards, and a little cold light immediately exploded in Nian Zhong's face.

Ah……

Nian Zhong shouted with a loud voice.

I was shocked and angry.

He avoided Yànling's surprise attack, but was hit in front of Yàn Li's sudden sword.

Blood was rolling down his face, and without looking at it, his face must be extremely ferocious at this moment.

Nian Zhong yelled, and until now, he realized that he had fallen into the trap.

He looked at the eyes of the Yàn father and son, almost trying to devour people.

Walk!Yànli shouted loudly.

Taking advantage of the gap between the force of retreating from Nian Zhong, he made a quick decision and immediately led Ai'er to break through the only gap.

Shoot the arrow!

Nian Zhong immediately ordered.

Dozens of followers behind him immediately took out the bow and arrows and shot wildly in the direction where the Yàn father and son escaped.

However, the dense forest provided excellent cover for the father and son. The archers took turns to shoot without success, making Nian Zhong, who was obsessed with the cloth strips to stop bleeding, had a more cloudy face.

Chase!

Nian Zhong shouted angrily.

For the siege tonight, they paid a huge price to make such careful arrangements that they would never allow the Yàn father and son to go back alive.

Yàn Ling and his son fled desperately in the dense forest.

The branches and leaves thorns whipped on their faces and bodies. Soon, countless small wounds appeared on the father and son, but they had no time to pay attention to them.

Torches lit up everywhere in the dark forest.

The father and son were shocked and realized that the number of enemies that had attacked them this time was at least 20,000.

They have been ambushed in every important stronghold in the Changliu Mountains, and must kill all the Jiang clan members and not allow them to live.

Yàn Li knew that the hundreds of Jiang clans who came with him were also in danger tonight, but he himself had no extra energy to worry about them.

Nian Zhong's sword was extremely cruel. Not only did his left rib deep inside, he kept bleeding, but he also cut off the meridians of his left arm with one sword, making his left hand never want to hold the sword again in his life.

After several swords and several enemies came from the front, he felt the steps under his feet gradually becoming heavier and heavier.

Father!

Ai'er's panic scream came into her ears, and Yànli tried hard to cheer up, gasped and said to Ai'er.

About seven miles northwest, there is a waterfall with rapid water flowing, connecting the Wei River... That is our only way out...

Ling'er, are you afraid of death?Yànling didn't understand what his father meant at this time. He was worthy of being the son of Yànli and Yueji. He gritted his teeth and gasped and said suddenly: "Don't be afraid!"

good!Yàn is panting in a low voice, not afraid of death, just fight to the northwest. Only by jumping off the waterfall can you have a chance to survive!Yànling understood.

My father knew that he was very good at water. Although he could also die if he jumped off the waterfall, his only fate would be to die if he broke through. Since that is the case, why not fight to the death.

The Wei River connects several major countries, and as long as they can escape from the Chu territory, they can save their lives.

Yàn Ling immediately tore off the cloth strip to stop the bleeding for his father, and then headed northwest, fighting and fleeing.

Fortunately, although Nian Zhong was the three major swordsmen of Chu, he was in a pampered environment for a long time and was not very adaptable to the dark and harsh dense forests.

Along the way, the father and son faced those fierce generals, which were not easy to deal with, but they were always much easier than Nian Zhong and the priest of the Wu Temple.

The father and son successfully fled five or six miles northwest.

At this time, they were covered in blood and were approaching the situation of oil and drying out, and Nian Zhong and others finally caught up.

A loud bang came from a distance.

It was a huge waterfall, and the sound of the waterfall pouring down was so huge.

The father and son were very energetic, and tried their best to cheer up and fled desperately again.

When I finally arrived in front of the waterfall, even though I was exhausted at this moment, I was still completely shocked by the magnificence of the waterfall in front of me.

With the cold moonlight, Yànling clearly saw that it was a huge waterfall of hundreds of feet high. The water flowed down from the top of the cliff, and the rumbling sound was deafening.

Yàn Ling couldn't help but turn pale.

Not to mention whether you can survive by jumping from such a high height, even if you can survive, you may be knocked unconscious by the huge water flow pouring down and drowned at the bottom of the pond on the spot.

But time no longer allows Yànling to hesitate.

Nian Zhong led a large number of soldiers and had approached them dozens of feet away.

Ling'er, jump!

The father beside him had already rushed to his side and shouted with all his might.

Yàn Ling Fang hesitated, and a cold light suddenly shot from dozens of feet away.

not good!

As soon as Yàn Ling had this thought, he felt his body suddenly being knocked away by his father.

The next moment, he saw his father being penetrated by a sword on his shoulder, and was thrown down from the waterfall with his sword.

Father!Yànling let out a shocking scream.

Nian Zhong was tall and thin, but had amazing strength. The sword in his hand shot from dozens of feet away with terrible force, piercing his father's shoulder with a sword, causing him to fall into the waterfall.

Yàn Ling's eyes were so angry that he jumped without hesitation, hugging his father's breathless body in the air.

The sound of rumbling water and loud noises were all in my ears.

The moment it hit the water surface, Yànling was immediately shocked by the huge recoil force, which made his internal organs feel extremely painful and he fainted in an instant.

A group of people stood on the edge of the waterfall.

Nian Zhong came to the edge of the cliff of the waterfall. With the moonlight, he looked at the rumbling waterfall pool hundreds of feet below. His face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping from water.

After setting up a net of heaven and earth, they still let them escape...

search!

Search for me thoroughly and thoroughly, and I have to see people alive and corpses alive!

The priest of the Witch Temple came behind him, and he stared below, and a smile appeared on the mysterious face and said calmly.

Why should I get angry? It is more than a hundred feet high here? Not to mention that a dying person who was seriously injured fell down, even if his body recovered as before and jumped from such a high place, it would be like death without life and no escape, let alone the water flowing so fast.

The words of the priest of the Wu Temple made Nian Zhong's face clear.

But he still said calmly: Left Priest, don't blame Nian for saying too much. The life and death of the Yàn father and son is of great importance after all, and no mistakes are allowed. The search still needs to be carried out.

This is nature.The left priest said lightly with his head, "Of course I still need to search for it. If you can find the bodies of the father and son, Lord Nian will also explain it to the king better."

However, the waterfall is turbulent, so it is not easy to find the bodies of the two of them.In this way, I will write a letter later and inform the king of all the situation tonight. I will also ask the Ninth Lord to do it for you.

Nian Zhong couldn't help but say gratefully: In this way, he thanked the left priest first.

Nian, you don’t need to be polite, this is just Zuo’s duty.*

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dusk.

The capital of Chu King.

Jiang's mansion.

Jiang Qingyue’s study is located in a garden full of century-old locust trees in her house.

The front hall of the study is decorated with mahogany. The four walls of the hall are hung with precious silk paintings. Six octagonal palace lamps are hung high on the beams. In addition to being rich, it also exudes a literary atmosphere, showing Jiang Qingyue's outstanding taste.

A graceful and graceful beauty is sitting quietly on the main seat at this moment.

Her appearance looks like a flower is in her youth, her black hair is tied up high, and her beautiful and beautiful face is like a goddess who descends on the mortal world.

A pair of bright phoenix eyes seemed to contain spring water, flowing everywhere.

She was wearing a seemingly simple plain white brocade skirt with lotus patterns embroidered with red thread, and the brocade skirt tightly wrapped around her delicate and graceful jade body.

The beauty of this stunning beauty can almost be beautiful and charming.

What makes people most fascinate is that the beautiful woman has noble and dignified temperament, but while she is lightly moving, the snow-white breast wrapped inside is slightly exposed at the collar of the brocade skirt, and the snow-white embroidered shoes that accidentally stick out the hem of the skirt under her long skirt, which inevitably makes people have endless imagination.

In the hand of the beautiful woman, she was holding a silk book that was sent from thousands of miles away.

Her pair of eyes as bright as stars and moons, staring at the silk book in her hand without a moment. Her green jade hands were almost white because they used too much force.

The beautiful woman appears to be trying her best to restrain herself.

Third sister, what happened?

A short and fat man with a big belly hurriedly walked into the front hall.

The person who came was Jiang Cheng, the eldest brother of Yue Ji and Jiang Qingyue, the eldest brother of Jiang Cheng.

As soon as he arrived, a man in gorgeous clothes with a face full of cheeks hurriedly stepped into the front hall, the latter being Jiang Li, the second eldest son of the Jiang clan, and Jiang Qingyue's second brother.

As soon as he entered the door, he asked anxiously.

Big brother, third sister, what exactly is it?Jiang Qingyue's jade-faced look was low, and she put the silk book that was slightly wrinkled by her on the table, and said in a cold voice.

What do you think?

The two walked forward quickly.

When they saw clearly what was written in the silk book, their expressions changed drastically at the same time.

What!

How...how could this happen...

The big-bellied young master Jiang Cheng collapsed on the chair. When did it happen?Jiang Li said calmly: By time, it should be three days ago.

In fact, the Jiang clan had already realized something was wrong as early as the night before.

Therefore, the team hired by Jiang Qingyue's husband, Yànli, will use the geese in the team to convey silk books to the Jiang stronghold along the way to inform the team of safety.

However, the news suddenly stopped three days ago for no reason.

Jiang Qingyue knew that her husband was an extremely cautious person and would never have any mistakes in this regard. She was always worried.

As expected, three days later, today, Jiang finally received a silk book sent from thousands of miles from Yecheng, informing Yànling and his son and even hundreds of people from the Jiang clan who disappeared in the Changliu Mountains.

The news is still being suppressed by Jiang Qingyue for the time being, but it is inevitable that the Jiang family will panic.

She could only bear the shock and pain in her heart and urgently called her two brothers to come and discuss the matter.

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The turbulent water flow winds and doesn't know where it leads.

In the rolling river water, two figures were faintly seen hiding in the river water, drifting with the flow.

On the river bank covered with green grass, a tall figure stood.

The man was covered in a black robe, and he was wearing a strange black mask on his face, revealing only a pair of flashing eyes.

I couldn't tell the man's appearance, nor could I tell his age. I could only vaguely know from his open and closed eyes that he was a man and had a very tall body.

Behind this mysterious man, eight men and one woman are followed.

These nine people are dressed in different outfits, some are dressed in brocade clothes, and some are coated in thick clothes and linen. The only similarity is that everyone is calm and sharp, even the tall and beautiful woman in the middle is no exception.

Lord...

A strong man in zipper clothes and shirtless came behind the mysterious man, bowed his head and said respectfully.

When he saw the latter's invisible head, the shirtless man jumped into the turbulent river without saying a word.

With a rush.

Accompanied by two dull sounds.

The shirtless man's powerful hands caught the two drowning people who were pushed down by the river from the water to the shore.

After picking up the person, the shirtless man saw one of them passing by with a long sword on his shoulder. He slightly shook. After checking, he respectfully came to the man in the black robe.

Lord, these two are still alive.

After the words came, one person behind him looked up at the direction where the two of them drifted down and frowned.

In that direction, they drifted from the Chu State, and had been drifting for at least one day and one night.

Someone asked.

Who are these two people?

Most of the eyes of everyone fell on the older man among the two people rescued.

His left shoulder was penetrated by a sharp sword, his face was as pale as paper, almost as angry as a fucking spring. It was really surprising that he could hold on in the water until this moment.

Suddenly, a man stepped forward, his eyes stern, and said: I recognize him.

He is the former prince, Yàn.I have met him in the palace of the Yàn and will not admit my mistake.

After the man said that, a short, strong and strong man in armor suddenly stepped out and knelt respectfully to the man in black robe.

King Yàn once had great kindness to our tribe, and his subordinates begged the Lord to save his life.

The mysterious man in black robe stood on the shore, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

The short and strong man knelt respectfully on the ground, not daring to make any moves.

Only the beautiful woman closest to the man in black noticed that their master's eyes seemed to be more on the boy with a pale face and unconsciousness.

After a while, the man in black finally turned around.

A low and hoarse voice came from under his black mask.

He was too seriously injured and soaked in the river for a day and night. The sword was hardened with poison. The toxins had penetrated into the bone marrow. Even if he could be rescued, he would become a useless person.

But it is always good to be able to save him, so you can do your best.

yes.

The man kneeling on the ground immediately responded respectfully.

Lord, then this young man... the beautiful woman spoke.

The man in the black robe's eyes fell on the young man, as if he was looking at something, but he didn't say anything for a long time.

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night.

Jiang Qingyue returned to the courtyard where she lived alone.

It was already dark, and when she returned to the room, she couldn't fall asleep.

This was the third day after the news came, and Jiang's family also knew what had happened.

The disappearance of her husband and beloved son has become an unacceptable fact in her heart.

With Jiang Qingyue's always strongness, she still feels extremely sad at this moment.

Not long ago, the disagreement between her and her two brothers made her feel even more tired.

In recent days, she has senated with her brothers many times, wanting to send someone to search and rescue, but has been strongly opposed by her two brothers.

The reasons for the two opposition are high-sounding.

It is nothing more than the Jiang clan's position in Da Chu, which is at its peak, and it is hard to compare with the Qi clan and Ji clan, which are among the three major clans.

Under Jiang Qingyue's command, the Jiang family was too sharp and had already attracted the fear of countless powerful people in the Chu State. They would never watch the Jiang family marrying the Qi family and continue to grow up.

The disappearance of Yàn Li and his group must have involved countless forces behind it.

If the investigation continues, it will only arouse the enemy's hatred and increase the attack on Jiang's family. At this time, Jiang's family must not be the one who stands out.

As for searching, it's even more meaningless.

The group disappeared in the Changliu Mountains, and everyone knew that except for the only official road, there were all undulating primitive forests, with thieves everywhere and crises everywhere.

There was no news from Yànli and others, and it was very likely that they had been killed long ago, so it was even more meaningless to let the Jiang clan members enter and search.

Jiang Qingyue's face turned pale with anger.

She didn't expect that the words she warned her two brothers many times on weekdays would be used as an excuse for opposition today.

If Jiang Qingyue hadn't been considering the friendship between her brother and sister, the two would have scolded her bloody.

The dispersion of another unhappy ended, which also made Jiang Qingyue feel distressed.

That was her beloved husband and her beloved son. Their life and death were uncertain. They might be waiting for her rescue somewhere, but she had no choice.

If she had expected that today would be there, she would never agree to this marriage.

But there is no medicine for regret at this moment. The most important thing today is to find their whereabouts and determine the life and death of their father and son.

But this is the place where she has difficulty in making a choice.

Jiang Qingyue chose this as a husband and beloved son, all of whom were the most elite tribe members of the Jiang clan, and everyone had the best skills to defeat ten.

But even these tribe members were unable to come back alive this time.

This incident has caused an extremely serious and even irreversible blow to the morale of Jiang.

Although Jiang had three thousand private soldiers, Jiang Qingyue now only had the remaining five hundred elite soldiers in her hands, and the remaining more than two thousand were obeying the orders of her two brothers.

Although Jiang Qingyue's status, as long as she gave her order, she could easily take away their military power from her two brothers, she also understood that doing so was actually not very meaningful as the two brothers said.

The Changliu Mountains are vast and even if the Jiang family's elites are all out, they have limited functions to disperse into such a vast forest.

And after this incident, Jiang Qingyue finally realized that the seemingly peaceful Chu State had already been undercurrents as King Liu of Chu became worse and worse.

This time, the marriage between Jiang and Qi was probably the fuse of the entire incident.

If Jiang Qingyue was at such a critical moment, she would send her troops out of the royal capital, perhaps the next moment, the Jiang family would be a catastrophe.

She must not do this.

Even if she would rather use her life to exchange for her most beloved husband and her beloved son, she would not convince herself to use the lives of thousands of Jiang clans and nearly a thousand diners to make this bet.

Jiang Qingyue bit her red lips tightly.

She has always been calm, and for the first time she felt that she was already confused.

Twist...

A knock on the door sounded.

Jiang Qingyue said in a deep voice: Who?

Madam, the servant Kang Li asked to see Madam if he had something to do.

Kang Li?Jiang Qingyue frowned, she had no impression of this strange name.

I felt even more unhappy when I heard that I was just a servant.

I don't want to see anyone now, go out.

After she finished speaking, an anxious voice came from outside the door.

Madam, Lao Nu was Kang Li who was taken in by you and your third aunt in the Changliu Mountains that day. Lao Nu's son was also taken in by you by you on that day... Do you still remember?

The old slave is willing to go to Changliu Mountain in person to search for the third aunt and the third young master... Jiang Qingyue couldn't help but be shocked.

She frowned and thought carefully, and finally managed to remember the name.