[Fairytale] Cosplay

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Blanks has indeed changed since that day, and he has been dragged down without seeing anyone casually. Wan Jiamei feels that he is not so incurable.Many days have passed like this, and the servants in the palace feel that life is really good recently, and the king has never killed a single person.

At this moment, the two are sitting by the Huayuan River, chatting while eating snacks.

"When will we get out from here?" Wan Jiamei took a sip of tea, "It can't really be that one person must die!"

Judging from the urine nature of the previous dreams, it seems that there really is this rule.

And the controller of the dream touched his nose uncomfortably, peeping to see that Xiao Wan didn't pay attention to himself, and then picked up the cup and pretended to be indifferent: "I don't know, maybe we will go back when the time is up." Joke , he feels that such days are comfortable, there are only two people in the world, and there will be a lot of troubles if he returns to reality.

"Then we've been wasting all this time?" he said with his eyes wide open, "I still have a lot of things to do!"

While the two were talking, a man dressed as a guard stumbled over and said out of breath, "It's not good, it's not good! There's an army of refugees coming from outside the palace!"

"What?" Wan Jiamei didn't hear clearly, Blanks snorted coldly and said with disdain: "A bunch of idiots." He sat there, tapped the table with one hand, and then made a quick decision, "You go and inform The chief guard led all the people to guard the city gate, if you see..." He glanced at Xiao Wan beside him, and changed the topic: "If there are such cruel people, kill them directly."

The guards ordered to go down, but Wan Jiamei was at a loss: "How can there be refugees attacking the palace? What kind of plot is this?"

Blanks rubbed his swollen forehead, and said softly: "I don't know too well, when I opened my eyes to this world, it was only half a year, and it seems that this country has internal and external troubles, and the turmoil is very serious. "

"But don't folk rumors say that you fight very well?"

Blanks smiled softly: "How credible are the folk rumors? It's just that the group of people are afraid of the king's prestige and fabricated it on their own." In fact, what he said is correct. It is a rumor that many things were not done by him at all.

Wan Jiamei nodded, and then glanced at the blond bastard who was still eating, "Can you still eat? Are you not afraid of those people coming in?"

Blanks picked up a grape and stuffed it into Wan Jiamei's mouth, and said with a smile, "You don't have to worry, just watch the show."

Seeing that he looked like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, Wan Jiamei curled his lips and guessed that he might have a plan in his mind, so he simply ignored the matter and followed his example to eat leisurely.

Until the mob reached the gate of the imperial garden of the bedroom.

"Damn you, don't you care!?" Wan Jiamei couldn't calm down anymore, he tugged on Blanks' sleeve and said, wishing he could grab the man's head off.

"Honey, would you like some juice?" Blanks said with a smile, without taking his anxiety to heart at all.

"I hate you, uncle! If I want to believe you again, I won't believe it!" Wan Jiamei patted off his gallant hand, crossed his hands and stretched his muscles and bones a few times, thinking quickly about how to carry this bag safely for a while. The idiots get out.

Blanks looked at the expression on the little lover's face, and lovingly leaned over to kiss the corner of his mouth to comfort him, "Don't worry, I said there is a way, there is a way."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was the sound of bombing not far away.

"That... what?" Wan Jiamei looked at the black smoke billowing over there, wondering in his heart.

"It's just gunpowder." Blanks said lightly.

Wan Jia is silent, he has forgotten that the most indispensable thing in this country is oil. Although oil should still be in the most primitive form according to the current age, it cannot stand that Blanks is a modern person or a humanoid killer. Handy to use.

The mob had obviously never seen this kind of weapon before, and the aggressive crowd was immediately blown to pieces by the power of the gunpowder, and there was a wail of wailing.

Wan Jiamei heard the screams not far away, and the louder bombing sound, she couldn't bear it, "Hey, are you almost done?"

There was a faint smile on the corner of Blanks' mouth, and he touched the back of his neck comfortingly: "It's okay, don't be afraid." For a betrayer, there is no need to keep it, anyway, he just feels that The days in the dreamland were too boring, and those idiots just came to his door to entertain him.

But now he has learned to be smart and knows that these words cannot be said in front of Wan Jiamei, otherwise there will be another quarrel.

Wan Jiamei was a little apprehensive. He knew that he should think about things from the perspective of Blanks. For example, when a king faced a riot, he would definitely suppress it bloody. Otherwise, such things would happen in the future. That's what every history book says.

But from his own point of view, he is indeed a bit intolerable to the Holy Mother.

Later, he struggled with two kinds of thoughts alternately in his heart, stood up and said, "I, I'll go back to my room first."

Blanks was considerate of his current state of mind, and he also stood up and said, "Then I will go with you."

So, the two of them walked along the path of the imperial garden and prepared to go back to the bedroom.

Then it was blocked by a team of people.

Wan Jiamei looked at the heavily armed and ragged men and horses in front of him. It was impossible not to be surprised, because it stands to reason that the large troops should be stopped at the gate, and there is no reason to appear in this place at this time.

unless……

He swept his eyes, and sure enough, he found a small figure shivering in the bushes not far behind the group of people.Although he had only seen this little girl once, he would not mistake her.

It was the day he and Blanks argued over the little girl he had rescued from him.

The little girl seemed to be aware of his gaze, and tremblingly poked her head out to glance at him, then quickly shrank back.

Wan Jiamei sighed, not knowing how she felt.But it's definitely not a pleasant thing to do.

Blanks took it for granted that he also saw the girl, but he didn't say anything, he just reached out and rubbed Wan Jiamei's head, and then said gently, "Hide behind me, I will protect you."

Wan Jiamei patted his hand away, raised his head and said, "Come on, I still need your protection? Just don't hold me back!"

Blanks raised his eyebrows inexplicably, and chuckled lightly: "Okay, then you have to follow me closely."

The two stood with their backs facing each other in a fighting posture. The crowd on the opposite side looked at each other for a while, and they didn't know who gave the order, so they rushed up at once, at least dozens of people.

Blanks' backside was simply scum, and he could kill several of them with his bare hands in minutes, and the cool Wan Jiamei was about to kneel down and worship on the spot.Boys always have a natural talent for worshiping the strong.

However, Wan Jiamei herself is not bad either. After all, she has learned how to write fists and kicks. It is still possible to deal with these mobs who have no foundation and only know how to hack.

But soon he stopped laughing.

I don't know where they came from, but more and more people joined the rioting team. All of them were armed. He and Blanks were unarmed.

Soon, his body began to be wounded, and the incisions were really hot and painful. Blanks didn't feel much better, and he blocked him several times.

Wan Jiamei knew in her heart that most of these people were brought here by that girl, otherwise no one would know the path leading to the bedroom, and even if they knew, they would not be able to enter.

Thinking that Blanks was in the current situation because of himself, he couldn't be at ease.

Blanks seemed to be able to perceive his psychology. Blanks turned around while taking advantage of the confusion, and smiled at him comfortingly against the blood dripping from his forehead: "It's okay, don't feel guilty."

When he said this, Wan Jiamei's mood became even more depressed.

"Be careful!" As soon as he looked up, he saw a shining big knife cutting towards him, but he had no time to dodge, and closed his eyes to wait for death.

Someone hugged him.

He didn't need to open his eyes to know who it was. This kind of cool but unexpectedly comfortable temperature, at this kind of juncture, he always saved him time and time again. Except for Blanks, there would be no one else. There is someone else.

"Fool." He hugged the person in front of him and muttered to himself.

"Hehe..." Blanks endured the pain in his back, and gently kissed Wan Jiamei's lips: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Wan Jiamei raised her hand to wipe the blood on his face, and cursed: "Who needs your protection!"

Blanks smiled, and blood started to flow from his mouth again, "What should I do, I seem to be leaving here, but I don't want you to stay here alone and be killed by these untouchables...Xiao Wan, I am willing to go with you Shall I go?"

"Nonsense!" Wan Jiamei said, he knew what Blanks meant, put his head on his shoulder obediently, and completely trusted him.

Blanks smiled softly, turned the very small dagger in his hand, then inserted it into his lover's chest without hesitation, and whispered in his ear as if soothing: "Sleep, sleep You'll see me when you wake up, dear."

Wan Jiamei only felt a pain in his chest, and his voice could be heard vaguely in his ears, but he couldn't hear clearly, and slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing that he was not moving, Blanks raised his eyes to look at the crowd around him, raised his hand and whistled secretly, and soon he was surrounded by gunpowder bombardment.

There was the miserable wailing of those people in his ears, but Blanks laughed.

He had said long ago that those who dared to touch him would never let them live.

And the person he loves can only die in his own hands.