The word "living" has never been as heavy as it was for the Northern Yan Emperor.

He is not like Xiao Jingxian. He is always crazy and crazy because of the missing Xiao Lele. He acts freely. While being called the demon king, he also seems to be enjoying the pleasure of walking on the blade. He is strong and arbitrary, and often uses fishing to catch those guys with ulterior motives. But he is sure every time and never thinks that he really takes his life as the price!

If Xiao Jing was a madman who was willing to sacrifice his life, then he was a coward who loved his life, because in addition to pursuing the truth about his wife's disappearance or even death, he had a lot of things to do. Only this time, when he just discovered that he had nothing from his wife to his son to his country, he had a decisive ambition that was worse than death in battle.

Now, although the young man in front of him refused to recognize him or even his mother, he solemnly reminded him that nothing will be left after death... He did not retort, did not contempt, did not curse, and did not try to squeeze out the last trace of strength to Yue Qianqiu, who was definitely not much left, to win the last hope of breaking through for himself.

Emperor Beiyan just stared at Yue Qianqiu intently, and after a while, he whispered: "What is the truth, it doesn't matter anymore, because no matter what, I have lost something I once thought I could have for the rest of my life. If I had been someone as loyal as you, I would probably not be today."

Although he had not been fighting with Yan Xu for a long time, and it had only been a little while since he took the last pill, Yue Qianqiu felt that his limbs were gradually disobeying, especially the heavy long sword. His wrists gradually couldn't stand the heavy weight! He pretended to be natural and put down the long sword and leaned on the ground, and then laughed.

"If His Majesty the Emperor had been like me back then, then he might have been slaughtered by your brothers and ministers long ago. Born in the royal family, there is a way of living in the royal family, a way of living in the folk, and a way of living in the folk. Without good fathers, good brothers and sisters, people who need to struggle to survive themselves, protect themselves from elders, have many brothers and friends, and live comfortably, of course, different ways of living."

"I am just a person who has no ambition and is just living alone. I have no ability to change the world, so I can only try my best to make my relatives and friends live a better and more comfortable life. That's all. Humanity is that those who learn from me live, and those who like me die, but I, those who learn from me may die, because others do not have such grandpas and masters, nor do they have such friends and brothers!"

Yue Qianqiu said as he looked at the fat man who was blocking Yan Xu, Zhou Jiyue and others, and a smile appeared on his face: "So, I am very satisfied with my life and don't want others to look down on me. Because I actually don't have much ability, I am just a person who is lucky and has a barely acceptable personality. Most of the time, I only know that the fox is a fake tiger's power."

His words actually caused Yue Qianqiu to suddenly say so many things. Emperor Beiyan couldn't help but feel a little lost. Of course, he soon became shocked and laughed. The laughter was a little relaxed and relieved, but more of recollection and regret. After laughing, he easily threw away the sword in his hand that had cut out of the gap, and finally stood up straight.

"You are not anxious or impatient, you are not greedy or fighting, but you are so proud and unwilling to give up. You are more character than I thought. I am very happy to see you, a person who is completely different from me when you are dying." As he said, his eyes flashed across Yue Qianqiu and looked at Xiao Jingxian not far behind him.

"On the road to the underworld, Lele has been waiting for me for many years. Xiao Sier, my brother-in-law will take the lead!"

As soon as these words were said, Xiao Jingxian's expression changed drastically, and Yue Qianqiu, who was also very quick to react, rushed forward without thinking, almost caught the person when Emperor Beiyan fell to the sky and fell to the ground. When he noticed that his palms were sticky, he hurriedly pulled out one hand and took it in front of him and took it. He saw that his whole hand was stained with blood and could not see any true nature.

It was not until this moment that he discovered that the wound on Emperor Beiyan's back was deep and ferocious, and beyond the deepest wound, there were dense wounds all around, as if telling him how intense the battle was. However, now all the wounds were cracking, and blood was flowing, dyeing his front and knees red in a moment.

Although Emperor Beiyan has always been an enemy for him, and he has never regarded people as elders or relatives or friends, he felt very uncomfortable after hearing the last words of the person just now. Seeing that the person was about to die and he was completely helpless, he couldn't help but raise his head, hoping to find someone who could take action to treat him and would rather take action to treat him.

Just as he looked up in confusion, a figure rushed over like a flying figure. When he recognized that it was Song Jianjia, Yue Qianqiu couldn't help but be slow for a moment, and then the little girl roared rudely.

"Go and go, get out of the way! You are not a doctor, so you are just holding on. Don't get in the way of my work! Your Highness the Crown Prince said that if you can save someone, he will go and ask the emperor to reward me with a thousand eight hundred acres of land in Huichun Temple! If the emperor doesn't give it, he will pay it out of his own pocket. Don't delay me in treating the wounded and saving people!"

Yue Qianqiu hurriedly made way out of his position, and the few remaining guards had seen their lord fall in Yue Qianqiu's arms like that, and there was someone who wanted to go forward to grab people, so he didn't pay attention to let Song Jianjia break in. But at this time, when he heard the three words Huichunguan, the few people who were originally planning to go forward to attack looked at each other for a moment, but in the end they all didn't move.

Seeing that Song Jianjia took the Northern Yan Emperor from Yue Qianqiu without any hesitation, then tore open his back shirt, check the wound, stop the bleeding quickly, and move skillfully and quickly, they became more and more convinced that people really came from the Huichun Temple, and their eyes unconsciously brought deep hopes. However, Song Jianjia looked at it for a long time, but when she finally raised her head, her face looked very bad.

"Not to mention excessive bleeding, the heaviest knife hurt the liver, and his serious injury did not heal..."

"Junior Sister Song, you just want to say whether you can save me or not!"

Seeing that Emperor Beiyan's eyes were closed, he seemed to have completely fainted. He realized that it was almost the most dangerous moment and immediately couldn't help but interrupt Song Jianjia. However, when he saw the little girl's frowning brow, he felt a little shocked, knowing that the hope for the next step was extremely slim.

At this moment, Xiao Jingxian left Dai Jinglan and Yue Xiaosi, walked straight over, then squatted in front of Song Jianjia, and said calmly: "If you can't save someone, can you let him wake up for a while? I have a very important thing to ask him, if he can't wake up, I can only chase Jiuyou Huangquan!"

Song Jianjia was naturally familiar with Xiao Jingxian, but the first time she heard him speak in such a tone, she couldn't help but scream. She looked at Yue Qianqiu and saw that he had a calm face and did not agree. She couldn't help but hesitate. But immediately afterwards, she heard the sound of horse hooves coming here. When she looked up, she saw that the little fat man was surrounded by others, only a dozen steps away from here.

"Miss Song, just try it as His Highness King Jin said!" The little fat man felt extremely uncomfortable at this time, but he knew that it was unreasonable to blame Dai Jinglan at this time, so he nodded slightly to the general of the Xuan Daotang with a blue face, and then said loudly, "After all, he is the emperor who is in the Northern Yan. He should always leave a few words that are enough to be called the will!"

In other words, the Northern Yan Emperor had been talking a lot before, but none of them could be considered a decree.

But no matter what, the fat man's words gave Song Jianjia a reassurance. After all, Xiao Jingxian just said that he wanted to wake up Emperor Beiyan, but the reason he used was really creepy. Moreover, after waking up, it was almost impossible to continue to save him, because she needed to use the last trick for someone to wake up.

Although the little girl joked that she could only save people for rewards, she was not such a wealthy person. At this time, she immediately started to take medicine, apply medicine, apply needles, and save people without hesitation... Others saw that her hand was so fast that she could hardly see the operation clearly. She started to act accurately and ruthlessly, and even the men were creepy.

Although she would wash her hands with some bottles and jars in her arms every time she was busy, Yue Qianqiu, based on the medical habits of later generations, could only tell at a glance that this might still cause serious infection. However, now it is not the time to consider such things at all, and he can only grit his teeth and watch every move of her, but his mind floats elsewhere.

Think about the reason why did Kang Le take away the little fat man, and the Empress of the Northern Yan Wenwu who took away and saved him?

He just said nothing, but he could not have any trouble in his heart? After all, the crisis of the crisis that he found himself dying and could not do anything is still unforgettable until now. Just like thanking the grandfather who took him in for giving him a new life and the master who gave him the ability to resist danger, how could he not be grateful to that person?

Thank you is gratitude, mother is mother...

I don’t know how long it took, but the surroundings gradually became quiet. The sound of fighting that had been deafening at the beginning was faintly visible. The sound of horses and horse hooves might sound, and the quiet night still enveloped the battlefield where the battle gradually stopped. When the Emperor Beiyan in Song Jianjia’s arms suddenly let out a moan, there were many people on both sides of Beiyan and Nanwu.

However, this king who had ruled the North for twenty years did not fully wake up. His eyes were closed and he murmured a few intermittent words as if he was muttering in his dreams. Even Yue Qianqiu, who had good ears and very close distance, could only capture a few words that he was familiar with in those vague words.

"A perfect match...every victory is invincible... not even achieved... you didn't leave a letter to me..."

"The world... for me and your son..."

The previous sentence seemed to be just a regret, but the next sentence was of great significance, and the guards all changed their expressions. However, the scene that happened next shocked everyone. Because Xiao Jingxian, who had just asked Song Jianjia to wake up the Northern Yan Emperor, suddenly took action.

He showed a dagger and stabbed deeply into the thigh of Emperor Beiyan. After this knife, Song Jianjia, who suddenly changed his expression, was pulled up by Yue Qianqiu and pushed it to the side. Immediately, Yue Qianqiu threw Song Jianjia down, stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Jingxian's wrist holding the knife, and shouted angrily: "What do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do? Haha, didn't he wake up?" Xiao Jingxian ignored Yue Qianqiu's eyes that were so angry that he seemed to be about to spit out of fire. He stared at Emperor Beiyan's eyes that had finally opened but had a little dispersed look, and smiled, "He has not answered my most important question yet, why do you want to die easily at such a time?"

He stared at the Northern Yan Emperor who had obviously not fully recovered his consciousness and cognition and asked sternly: "Did you check the various things in those days, from assassination and arson? Who did it?"

"It's not the imperial concubine, not the prince." Emperor Beiyan said a few words in a daze, but everyone knew that he was talking about the former imperial concubine and the deposed prince who were inexplicably killed by the deposed queen.

His voice gradually became so low that it was inaudible: "I have secretly questioned all the people involved, and I have also checked for many years, but found that they were not them... When I deposed the imperial concubine and the prince, I forced them to ask them again, but the answer was still the same... They were unable to chase the south... Whoever could have such ability, who would have to kill Lele and his son..."

Xiao Jingxian's eyes suddenly showed a cold light. He pulled it hard and pulled the dagger out of Emperor Beiyan's thigh. Perhaps it was too much blood loss. Although he drew the sword with great force, not much blood was splashing out, Emperor Beiyan still twitched suddenly because of this violent moment. He was already a little confused and was a little awakened.

When he saw the bloody dagger in Xiao Jingxian's hand and Yue Qianqiu held Xiao Jingxian's wrist tightly, his consciousness seemed to have completely recovered. He didn't care about the heart-wrenching pain. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and he laughed: "As long as you can think of such a way... No matter what, take something that can write, I will leave a few words."

Yue Qianqiu couldn't help frowning. However, he was covered in blood at this time. Even if he could tear off a strip of cloth, it was absolutely impossible to write. Therefore, he could only look at Xiao Jingxian. Sure enough, he only saw someone taking out a snow-white silk hand from his arms with his other hand. Until this moment, he remembered that unlike him and most other people, Xiao Jingxian had not personally handed it.

Emperor Beiyan did not care about Xiao Jingxian, who was obviously prepared for a long time. He glanced at Yue Qianqiu and said, "Qianqiu, help me tighten the silk handkerchief so that I can at least leave a few words."

Yue Qianqiu glanced at Xiao Jingxian, but did not let go. Instead, he freed up his other hand and spread the silk hand with Xiao Jingxian. Seeing that Emperor Beiyan raised his hand hard, he wrote words on the silk hand in blood. He didn't think the will left in this situation would be of use. He also didn't have the heart to look at it. He just glanced when Emperor Beiyan fell down.

But just this glance, he felt that all the hairs on his back were erected.

Because the silk handwriting said, "Twelve Princesses of the Twelve!

Emperor Beiyan smiled and looked at Yue Qianqiu, who was confused, and said lightly: "At this point, a will is useless, but if it is used well, it may come in handy. If I am still there, the third brother might be able to sit firmly, but it is a pity that he is not lucky."
Chapter completed!