Give me a branch of spring
Lu Xingchuan, Marquis of Guangning, is the youngest and most ruthless person among the five marquises of the Lu family.
Even the usually arrogant Lu Xiyun had to bow his head and respectfully call him "uncle" when he saw this man.
Ren Xuan sighed inwardly. Qin Shu actually sent Lu Xingchuan here. The "hundred billion subsidy" for Yin Shu's military deployment this time was quite generous.
While he was thinking, he saw Tang Wuyong coming towards him in a hurry.
Tang Wuyong's face was covered in tears as he cried out, "General Ren, General Yue! I really can't control him!! That Xiao Yi is Yanshi's hidden pawn! The boy was controlled by Yanshi and helped that devil Xiao Zizhang take over Lu Shizi's body, injuring Fourth Master Bai, protecting the remaining Yanshi's evildoers, holding Fourth Master hostage, and heading west out of the city!"
Tang Wuyong gritted his teeth, tears falling like beads from a broken string: "The soldiers in the city were unaware of the situation and misunderstood that the Crown Prince and Yanshi were colluding, which is why they attacked the two generals!"
At the main seat, Lu Xingchuan slammed the table and stood up. His overwhelming aura immediately made everyone present hold their breath: "Xiyun is being controlled by outsiders? Where is Lingyan?!"
Tang Wuyong cried until he was almost broken down: "The City Lord... The City Lord was killed by Yanshi... That's why... The Silver Guards were so furious just now."
This sentence broke Lu Xingchuan's calmness. Lu Xingchuan's face froze, and there was a moment of dazedness in his eyes.
Ren Xuan's heart trembled, and Yue Anshan's face was already showing anger. He asked angrily, "Which direction?! How many people are there?! What do you mean by taking my prince away?! Tang Shoubei, are your people chasing them?!"
Tang Wuyong beat his chest and stamped his feet, "Heading west! The Silver Pivot Guards we sent out were either dead or wounded. They are no match for us! Generals, we better find a solution!"
Ren Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, a barely perceptible coldness crossing his brows. Tang Wuyong's words didn't match Yuan Feng's words just now.
He stepped forward and called over Lu Xingchuan, who was overwhelmed by the bad news: "Lord Lu, can you please have a moment with me?"
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Outside Qingtong Town, the night is deep.
Fang Luoling took the herbs from the boy and thanked him. The boy responded politely and turned to walk towards the cave.
There was a flickering fire in the cave. Bai Xiao was sleeping soundly beside the fire. His breathing was steady, but he seemed fragile.
Fang Luoling raised his eyes, his gaze piercing through the firelight as he looked at the sleeping Bai Xiao, his tone teasing: "Brother, this is the first time I've seen you so helpful."
Lu Xiyun raised his eyes calmly, his tone calm, "On the first day of my resurrection, I saw the turmoil in Yinshu City. Are you, the city lord, very proud?"
"I'm no longer the city lord." Fang Luoling shrugged, straightened the herbs in his hand, and said, "There are many people in the city who are against the war and hate war. After Tang Wuyong incited them, it's understandable that we were attacked by the crowd."
Lu Xiyun sneered, his eyes as cold as a knife: "A wolf won't let go of a sheep, no matter how docile the sheep is. Such a simple truth, and even this child, who hasn't even reached the age of twenty, understands it. There are so many adults in Yinshu City, but they are no match for this child."
Fang Luoling frowned, her eyes unconsciously glancing at the young man guarding Bai Xiao. "When I saw Fang Cun, there was something wrong with that kid. Bai Xiao went to care for that kid, which gave Tang Wuyong the opportunity to attack him. The kid's reaction speed at that time was completely beyond what he should have at his age. He was able to predict the situation in the first moment and block the next sword for Bai Xiao. That thinking and logic are completely unlike that of a child."
The firelight in the cave flickered, and the young man meticulously treated the wound on Bai Xiao's abdomen, in a methodical and logical manner.
Lu Xiyun's eyes were cold as he spoke calmly, "Don't underestimate him. From howling and clutching his head at the beginning to subconsciously blocking Tang Wuyong's sword, this kid has become a completely different person. His consciousness is mixed, and extreme emotions will stimulate his body to protect itself, absorbing and integrating things that don't belong to him. Like now, he's using medicine, searching for medicine - these things may not be what he should have known, but now he has mastered them."
Fang Luoling shook his head and sighed, then walked over to Lu Xiyun, squatted down, and tended to his wounds. "That Tang Wuyong is quite a character. If it weren't for that kid's quick reaction, this little white guy would have died."
Lu Xiyun said nothing, but took the gauze handed to him by Fang Luoling and tied a knot hastily with a few strokes.
Fang Luoling tutted in dissatisfaction and reached out to hold him down: "Brother, please apply the medicine more seriously! After all, they helped three of us out by themselves."
Lu Xiyun raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes meaningful: "It's a very good container."
Fang Luoling immediately became alert upon hearing this, his face full of defense: "Brother, you're here again! Didn't we agree not to possess other people's bodies?!"
Lu Xiyun shook his head. "I'm not lying. Even I can't just invade another person's consciousness. He allowed me to invade because he believed Xie Lingyan. Besides, there's something about him that inhibits his magic, so I couldn't control him continuously."
Fang Luoling felt relieved now: "Don't tell me, Xiao Xie's boyfriend is really good at fighting."
Lu Xiyun raised his eyes and sighed helplessly, "This is Xie Lingyan's brother. Stop trying to implicate him all the time."
Fang Luoling let out an "Ah" and quickly bowed to the sky: "Xiao Xie, I didn't mean it! You didn't say anything!"
Fang Luoling immediately said seriously, "Don't worry, Xiao Xie, you are the only child in your family. I will definitely not let my senior brother do anything reckless!"
Lu Xiyun sighed helplessly, "They don't even have the same last name, so they're definitely not brothers."
Fang Luoling curled her lips and speculated seriously: "They have such a good relationship, maybe they have the same mother but different fathers?"
Lu Xiyun: "..."
As he spoke, the young man had already treated Bai Xiao's wound and trotted back, bowing respectfully: "Thank you both for your help today."
Fang Luoling nodded slightly, still with some worry in his eyes: "The Resurrection Technique has souls but no bones. Brother, you can't maintain it for too long. Brother and I need to find the Horcrux. You have to go the rest of the way by yourself."
The young man nodded, his eyes fixed on Lu Xiyun: "Senior, please keep this person here."
Lu Xiyun raised his eyes, his gaze amused: "Little brat, you can barely protect yourself, and you still have the mood to care about others?"
The young man remained undaunted: "He is the city lord, someone I would protect with my life."
Lu Xiyun chuckled, dropped the branch that was stirring the fire, raised his fingertips, and formed a seal in the air.
The firelight trembled slightly, and the ground suddenly surged. The soil seemed to be awakened, slowly gathering together, gradually forming a vague human figure.
Lu Xiyun glanced at the finished clay figurine, his gaze slightly cold, as if he was rather disdainful of its crude appearance. Then, with a flick of his fingertips, a black cloak emerged from thin air, as if lifted by the wind, and slowly descended upon the figurine. The once lifeless figurine suddenly took on a chilling, oppressive air.
The young man beside him was shocked: "This technique! You——!!"
"Youngster, don't be so impatient." Fang Luoling quickly stood in front of the young man, his tone tinged with pride: "The Yanshi lineage originated from the Xiao family. These are all leftovers from my senior brother."
The Yanshi of later generations probably would not have thought that the black cloak passed down from generation to generation was just an ornament added by Xiao Zizhang because he thought the puppet itself was too ugly.
Lu Xiyun ignored Fang Luoling's teasing and lightly tapped the clay doll's eyebrows with his fingertips. Light flowed and the clay doll's eyes slowly opened.
The clay doll spoke slowly, its voice cold and distant, with a hint of Xiao Zizhang's unique coldness: "I've returned the person to you. Of course, you have to ask if he's willing to go with you. Xie Lingyan said that he's not from Yinshu City, so he can certainly stay out of this mess. Of course, he can also help them."
The young man carefully helped Lu Xiyun to lie on the ground, his eyes firm as he shook his head and said, "This is Yinshu City's business."
Xiao Zizhang seemed a little surprised, his eyes flickering, and he said lightly: "Are you sure? If you beg him once now, all your problems can be solved."
Xiao Zizhang raised his eyes, his gaze meaningful: "There are more than a dozen towns and tens of thousands of troops stationed at the foot of this mountain, all looking for him."
The young man shook his head, his tone calm, "It's Yinshu City's private affairs. If they invite foreign troops into the city, what will Yinshu City be called then? Will it change to Qin? Yinshu is the world's forging city, coveted by all parties. Other forces will not sit idly by and watch one side swallow up Yinshu. If the smoke of war rises again, it will bring disaster to the people."
Xiao Zizhang smiled slightly, but there was a hint of admiration in his eyes: "No wonder Xie Lingyan was able to pass the throne to you, you are really not simple. Little ghost, what's your name?"
Fang Luoling quickly interrupted: "Brother, Xiao Xie said that he doesn't remember."
Unexpectedly, the young man spoke up: "After seeing that Yanshi, my head started to hurt badly. The chaotic things in my mind suddenly became much clearer."
The young man clasped his fists and bowed neatly, saying solemnly, "Junior Zhuyi is here to bid farewell to the two seniors."
Xiao Zizhang smiled calmly, dusted himself off, and stood up: "Take care of yourself."
Fang Luoling quickly stood up as well: "Hey, why are you leaving just like that?! Wait for me!"
She hurried after him, seeming to realize her earlier attitude had been a bit too hasty. She immediately put on a flattering smile, "Brother, this resurrection technique must have an expiration date, right? How many days do I have left to live?"
Xiao Zizhang's eyebrows twitched slightly: "You still care about this?"
Fang Luoling said confidently, "I want to visit the snowy mountains and the yellow sand desert myself. Dozens of days won't be enough!"
Xiao Zizhang looked up at her and asked, "Now you don't mind the evil arts anymore?"
Seeing this, Fang Luoling quickly took the other's arm and smiled relentlessly: "You are my senior brother. It's not gentlemanly to hold a grudge. Take me with you!"
The two figures walked farther and farther away, one in front and one behind, and gradually disappeared into the endless night.
Only Fang Luoling's voice became brighter: "Brother, look! There are flowers in this forest. It's already spring. Give me one."
Under the starry sky, a man's almost inaudible sigh could be heard from afar.
" ……good."
The winter snow is silent, the branches are covered with frost flowers. We all have different paths, and we must draw our swords and weep for the blood of thousands of people.
In the early morning of spring, red flowers are just beginning to bloom. I travel across thousands of mountains and pick a branch of spring as a gift to my northern neighbor.
A song of time, four seasons leisurely.
A hundred years passed in a flash.
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