V2.Chapter 319

What happened in Diji Mansion has not yet spread to Surabaya Street.

It was late at night, and the little guys were so excited that they couldn't sleep. The courtyard doors of the two houses were left open, and they ran around, sweating profusely, and showering in vain.

Yu Wan had no choice but to let Shisu and Poria reheat the hot water.

"Come, come, catch me!"

It was Xiaobao's squeaking voice.

Yu Wan glanced at the hourglass on the wall. At this hour in the past, a few little guys had already fallen asleep, but tonight they were not sleepy. It seemed that they were out of joy.

Could it be because of the goat's milk?

It doesn't seem right, goat milk is drunk every day, nothing special.

Did you meet Shura?

Who would have guessed that the master who scared them half to death for a while would be able to mingle with a few babbling little guys?

Yu Wan shook her head amusingly.

While thinking about it, a small black shadow rushed past her in front of her eyes, and she quickly grabbed it with her eyes and hands.

It is the second treasure.

The unlucky Erbao was carried back to the house by his mother.

"Yahah!" Seeing Erbao being caught, Xiaobao was so frightened that he ran away, but accidentally bumped into Xiao Zhenting's elephant's leg, making him dizzy and staring at his eyes.

Xiaobao... KO!

Xiaobao was also carried back to the house pitifully.

Both younger brothers were captured, Dabao gave up resistance, obeyed obediently, and put himself into the small tub.

After taking a bath, the three little guys finally felt a little sleepy, but it was so, the three of them still held the small bottle while looking out.

Yu Wan knew who they were waiting for, and couldn't help but smiled: "Go to sleep, we'll meet again later."

The three of them stubbornly supported for a while, and finally couldn't resist the drowsiness that swept over them, and fell into a deep sleep.

Yu Wan returned to her room, Yan Jiuchao had just finished bathing and was wearing long wet hair.

Yu Wan took the towel, let him sit on the stool, stood behind him and wiped it carefully for him.

A certain young master's hair is strong and flexible, and will not be easily bald.

After the night, even the wind was silent.

Neither of the two said a word, but they didn't feel embarrassed when they stayed like this. Instead, there was a wordless tacit understanding lingering in each other's hearts. A word flashed in Yu Wan's mind involuntarily - the time is quiet.

There is nothing wrong with this, of course, it would be better if the poison was detoxified.

She is a contented woman, but she is very greedy in certain things, such as this man, she hopes to occupy him for a lifetime, not for a while.

"It's crazy again!" a young master said coldly.

Yu Wan bent her lips, leaned down, looked at his cheek and said, "Who made my husband the number one beauty in Nanzhao? What's wrong with me being a nympho? Isn't it right?"

Yan Jiuchao thought about it seriously: "Well, that's right."

Yu Wan, who was speechless: "..."

Don't you know how to be humble?

Yu Wan continued to wipe his hair for him, wiping what came to her mind, and asked him, "Sura has not been here for a long time, and seeing him all of a sudden made the little guys so happy that they couldn't sleep, and they took a shower. two."

"Hmph." A certain young master snorted coldly.

Yu Wan said again: "No, didn't Nangong Li go to the border gate? Didn't he take Shura with him?"

The fact that Nangongli issued a military order was not well known, but Helian Beiming was involved in the Nanzhao war, and such important military matters could not be concealed from him. Nangongli was going to assassinate Xiao Zhenting. Go to Shura.

Now, Shura appeared in the imperial capital.

It is impossible for Shura to leave Nangongli. So, Nangongli has also returned to the imperial capital?

Yu Wan paused and asked, "Is it the father's whereabouts exposed? Shura is here to assassinate his father tonight?!"

"Assassinate him or assassinate Shangguan Yan, there is no conclusion for the time being." He could ask Shura, but he didn't.

Compared with his answer, Yu Wan was even more shocked that he acquiesced to the phrase "father". He had already accepted Xiao Zhenting in his heart, but Xiao Zhenting already had Shangguanyan, and he could no longer let King Yan lose his son.

Yu Wan's eyes warmed, her narcissistic and bad-tempered husband had the warmest heart for her family.

After feeling emotional, she began to ponder what her husband said.

It is possible that Shura came to assassinate Shangguanyan. This conclusion made Yu Wan feel a chill, but Nangongli was excusable to assassinate her. , she is innocent, even an innocent woman has to be involved, he is crazy!

If he really came to Shangguan Yan, then his motives would not be difficult to guess. He probably put Nangongyan's account on King Yan's head. Shangguanyan, so he wanted to kill Shangguanyan to vent his anger.

Rather than saying that he was avenging Nangong Yan, it was better to say that he was venting his inner jealousy.

Yu Wan said: "I'm afraid he still doesn't know that he is not his father's flesh and blood, and he is still brooding. Why has it been you who has been remembered repeatedly by the father over the years?"

No matter how many times he was poured into Soul Eater, King Yan could remember the name of Yan Jiuchao, but Nangong Li was never remembered by King Yan once.

He couldn't fight against Yan Jiuchao, so he aimed at Shangguan Yan who was unaware and had no resistance. This was really a cowardly and incompetent performance.

"But..." Yu Wan frowned and said, "Asura didn't move Shangguan Yan, will Nangong Li be upset when he goes back?"

"Little Lord!"

Shadow Thirteen's voice appeared at the door.

"Come in." Yan Jiuchao said.

Ying Shisan pushed the door open, and the cool candlelight fell on his pale face.

Yu Wan saw the trace of blood on the corner of his mouth and asked, "Are you injured?"

"No problem." Ying Shisan said without squinting, "It's just that Shura's residual energy is injured, and it will be fine in a while."

"You fought with Shura?" Yu Wan asked.

Ying Shisan shook his head: "No, this is something that makes my subordinates feel strange."

It turned out that Yan Jiuchao had guessed that Shura's trip was not easy, so Ying Shisan secretly followed Shura.

Ying Shisan's skill could not hide Shura naturally, but Shura had no ill will towards Ying Shisan, so he didn't bother to care about him, but Shura's whereabouts were too fast and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Ying Shisan simply went directly to Di Ji's mansion.

He was going to try his luck at Di Ji's Mansion, but he felt an aura of annihilation. It belonged to Shura, but not only Shura.

Several breaths collided together, and he was affected outside the mansion.

He pulled away quickly, and if he took another step slower, he would have been smashed to pieces.

Yu Wan asked suspiciously, "Is it so scary? What did Shura do?"

Ying Shisan frowned and said, "I don't know, but I always feel...it's not a good thing."

The only thing that is certain is that Shura did indeed enter the Diji Mansion, which shows that Nangong Li is also hiding in the Diji Mansion.

Clang!

A gust of wind blew open the closed window lattice.

"It's windy." Yu Wan put down the towel, walked over and closed the window lattice, "Will Shura be okay? He disobeyed Nangongli's order, will Nangongli punish him?"

Shura is very powerful, and it is almost impossible to meet an opponent in the world, but this does not mean that Nangong Li can't control him, just like the Gu King in her hands, it will never hurt her.

Yan Jiuchao tapped lightly on the table with his slender index finger, and said thoughtfully, "If he is the only Shura, Nangongli will naturally be reluctant; but if he is not, then a disobedient dead man, There is no need to keep it.”

"Fuck you! Brothers! Beat him!"

"I'll let you be able! Aren't you pretty good at fighting? Get up! Fight with my grandfather!"

"What about Shura? I bah!"

In the cell of Di Ji Mansion, the dead and guards vented their long-squeezed anger on Shura who was powerless to resist.

Shura goes mad every day, and will crush several of their companions to death. They live in the fear of being dominated by Shura all the time, and now they can be counted. Like a dog, let them bully.

The snowflake-like fist fell, and Shura's bones snapped off.

He was like a puppet with no strings, his body was limp, and there was no intact bone.

However, it was not enough for the group to vent their anger. They tried their best to torture him, and someone brought a chamber pot.

One of the guards sneered: "What do you want a chamber pot for? I have it here!"

The crowd burst into laughter!

"Enough!" The man in black walked over with a sullen face, "What kind of decency is it like this?"

He doesn't care if Shura is killed, it would be too dignified to use this method to humiliate him.

Everyone hurriedly restrained their disrespectful expressions and stood up straight.

The guard who just shouted that he didn't need a chamber pot, fastened his belt without a trace.

The man in black gave him a cold look, which made his heart skip a beat. Then, the man in black looked at Shura who was beaten beyond recognition by everyone on the ground.

It is worth mentioning that his internal strength has been drained and his skills have been lost. He is no longer a Shura, and can only be regarded as an abandoned dead man at best.

Every year, there are a large number of dead soldiers who are unable to withstand training in the dead man camp, and there is only one place waiting for them - the mass grave!

The man in black withdrew his gaze and commanded indifferently: "Throw it out, I said to throw it out immediately, now, don't make any assertions, let me know that you have lost the face of the county king, and I will send them to serve The three new Lord Shura."

Everyone shuddered in unison!

How did they forget that after this Shura died, there were still three new ones? They were stronger, more brutal, and more loyal to their masters than he was.

When this Shura was still in the mood not to kill people, those three might not be anymore...

They came out of the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den again...

Everyone was no longer in the mood to have fun. After all, no one wanted to be sent to the three adults. They packed up a dilapidated carriage and threw Shura on the board.

The wind picked up in the middle of the night, and it didn't take long for it to rain again.

The carriage was tattered, and the rainwater floated in, soaking Shura's clothes, and the blood was gurgling down.

He used to ride in the most gorgeous carriage and eat the most exquisite food, but now he is inferior to a lowly slave.

"Mother! Why so much blood!"

The guards who were driving the car noticed the blood on the road. The sky was getting brighter, and the pedestrians were about to come out.

"Let's throw it here, don't go to mass burial! He won't survive anyway!" his companion whispered.

"That's not good, let the prince find out that he has to cut us! The clothes are off!" said the guard.

The companion unwillingly took off his clothes: "Here."

The guard took off his own, and then he took two sets of clothes to the carriage and wrapped them around Shura's body. The blood was sucked into the clothes, and it really didn't drip down.

Its daybreak.

The rain also stopped.

The two continued on their way.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the largest mass grave in the imperial capital.

The mass burial mound after the rain was horrible to see, and there was a stench coming from far away, and snakes, rats, insects and ants gnawed at the rotten corpses.

The two covered their noses in disgust, and threw the dying Shura on a half-decomposed skeleton.

The snakes and rats in the corpse ran away in fright.

The guard was about to vomit, so he pulled his companion and left without looking back.

Shura lay face down on the skeleton.

Half of the skeleton's face still has carrion.

In the carrion, there are wriggling maggots.

dirty.

Shura don't die in such a dirty place.

With all his strength, he dragged his body with broken bones and climbed out of the mass grave inch by inch.

He was so dirty he was almost unconscious in pain.

He wanted to take one last look at the blue sky.

When a person is about to die, the mind is at its most awake.

He knew he couldn't take it anymore.

No one will pass by here, and within half an hour, he will no longer feel any pain.

He forced himself to lie down, touched the little bottle he loved in his arms, and closed his eyes resignedly.

He could feel his life disappearing little by little, and his soul gradually began to leave his body.

However, just as he was about to take his last breath, an affectionate call that pierced his eardrum suddenly came from the front—

"Cow-egg-ah-"

This sound! ! !

Shura was so frightened that his body trembled, and the soul that ascended to the sky suddenly fell back to his body!