The Neon Tower

Haoyang opened his eyes, looked around, and found himself in Zhongyu's room in the secret camp.He quickly got out of bed and rushed to open the door.

"Master Young, are you awake?" Brother Wang and Brother Jing seemed to be discussing something in front of the room, their expressions were very dignified, and when they saw Haoyang coming out of the room, their expressions immediately changed.

"There is no time, act quickly, Yu is in danger now."

"Young curator, don't be impulsive. Yu has already discussed the plan with us in advance, and now is not the time." Brother Wang said.

"But..."

"Lu Zhen has already gone, let's talk about it when he comes back." Brother Jing patted Haoyang on the shoulder, winked at Brother Wang and left.

"Brother Wang, were you hiding something from me before? What is your plan?" Haoyang asked straightforwardly.

"Young Hall Master, don't ask, leave the rest to us." Brother Wang paused: "Please remember that there are seven exits in the secret camp, and each exit is far from the capital. Far and out of the way...”

"I won't be alone." Haoyang said: "No matter what Yu told you before, Brother Wang..." Haoyang looked directly into Brother Wang's eyes, and said seriously: "I know why you don't let me I'm taking the risk, but if I still listen to you this time, I may never see Yu again... this time, I'm not so lucky."

"Young curator, Yuta..."

Haoyang smiled wryly and said: "Do you know how I have lived these years? His shadow has been lingering in my mind. I hate him. He didn't choose to let me spend it with him at the moment of life and death. Instead, he excluded me, as if he never regarded me as a person on his side. I also hated myself. When Yanzhai invited me to heal the prince, my first thought was not how to cure the prince, but that I finally had a chance and an excuse to see him again."

Brother Wang sighed. He recalled Yu three years ago, standing in a daze at the place where he and the young curator were separated from time to time, and even talking to himself when it got serious.

"Brother Wang, don't worry, I don't intend to die with him, I want to live with him." Haoyang said: "After all, I waited for him for 13 years, and finally tricked him back to my side."

Brother Wang shook his head: "I really can't argue with the young master, I just want to say that it seems that Yu also underestimated his position in the young master's heart."

"Let's get down to business, Brother Wang, did Yu entrust General Fan's box to you for safekeeping?" Haoyang took out a bottle from his pocket: "Speaking of which, I never think that I am a burden."

"This is?"

"That's the case, since I have to wait for Yu and Lu Zhen to come back, I don't think we should waste time."

"it is good!"

***

"My lord, be careful." Gong Ziyuan respectfully helped Prince Duan get off the carriage.

"Where is this place?" Duan Wang vigilantly observed the ancient village standing in front of him in the deep mountains and old forests.

"Go back to the prince, don't you recognize it? This place is Puyan Village."

"..." Duan Wang pursed his lips.

"Xiaomin believes that the prince must have many questions deep in his heart, and Xiaomin will tell the prince everything he knows." Gong Ziyuan said calmly.

"Master of the village!!! But I hope you come back." A middle-aged man in the village rushed to Gong Ziyuan and his party when he saw the light of the torch.

"What's the panic?" Gong Ziyuan winked at the man.

The man didn't receive any instructions because of Gong Ziyuan's wink, but continued to shout: "A few people broke in just now and sent a wounded person to our village, and now Doctor Zhicheng is still inside to rescue him."

"How many people broke in here?! Ridiculous!!" This kind of thing had never happened before, and Gong Ziyuan couldn't help being surprised: "Have you noticed what the leader looks like?"

"I can't see clearly. He is wearing a gray and white hooded cloak. The hat is very big and covers his head. His mouth, nose and arms are wrapped in white cloth. However, he is tall and strong. He looks about seven feet five to eight feet tall. ..." The middle-aged man pondered for a moment: "Also, there seems to be a tattoo or something in the corner of one of his eyes."

"Tattoos? I have been in charge of the house for so long, and I have never had anyone with tattoos on the corners of their eyes. Why do you send the wounded in and ask my villagers to heal him?"

"The village master is calm and don't be impatient, let's go and see who the wounded are before making a decision." Duan Wang said.

"My lord is very right, please."

When the group came to the infirmary, Zhicheng was already packing up the medical equipment, and when he saw the village master coming, he nodded politely.

"Doctor, what happened to the wounded?" King Duan stepped forward and asked.

"Xiaomin see His Royal Highness Duan Wang." Zhicheng has a very good memory, even after more than ten years, even if Duan Wang's face is a little more vicissitudes, he can still recognize Duan Wang at a glance.

"Excuse me, doctor, please don't be so grand." King Duan stepped forward to help Zhicheng and said.

"My lord's approachable character has not changed."

"Oh, it's changed, it's getting old." Duan Wang shook his head and continued: "Let's look at the condition of the injured first."

"Yes." Zhicheng said with a slight heave, and then led the way to the hospital bed.

Duan Wang stepped forward to take a look, and immediately frowned: "Here, isn't this the third boy of the Zhen family, Zhen Rong? How did he get hurt like this?!"

"When this young master was sent in, his aura was already as weak as silk. If it was delayed for a moment to rescue him, I'm afraid there would be no way to recover."

"What kind of injury did he suffer?" Duan Wang asked again.

"There are all kinds of injuries, knife wounds, sword wounds, poison wounds, hidden weapons, internal strength, and deadly moves." Zhicheng seemed to remember something, and rummaged through the medical kit, and found a purple cold light. Half-moon-shaped blade: "The person who sent him here gave Xiaomin this, saying...it was found on him."

Duan Wang looked at the blade, his heart couldn't help but tremble, and he said three words trembling between his teeth: "Impossible..."