"I lost!" An Er coughed up blood in his mouth. He endured the severe pain in his left arm and reluctantly praised: "I am worthy of the successor of the Luo family's gun. Although General Luo is a woman, he is already out of his abdication. It is not a loss to die at your hands!"

Luo Jing'er put away her spear, and the tip of the spear was stained with blood. She took out a handkerchief and wiped it gently, and said lightly: "I respect you as a martial artist. I will spare your life this time, you can go..."

"Let's go?" An Er smiled bitterly: "A certain family failed in a mission, and it would be difficult to report even if they went back. The ending must be extremely miserable. Since the ending is already destined, what's the harm in life and death? Although I have become a slave, I also have the dignity of a warrior. The tiger is unwilling to be played by the Shibagou. I would rather die at the hands of General Luo than being slaughtered by those despicable villains after I went back."

He was determined to die, his face was full of sadness, but a mighty man suddenly burst into tears and sobbed: "I just feel sorry for my mother. I wonder if that person will let her go after a certain family dies."

Han Yue's heart moved and he tentatively said, "Brother, I look sad when I see you. Could it be that there is still a hidden meaning in this matter?"

"Hidden heart?" An Er was stunned for a moment, hesitated to look at him, and smiled bitterly: "I can't help myself in the world!"

"Let me tell me!" Han Yue's eyes flashed, and he threw the long sword casually and chuckled, "I respect a man like you the most in my life. Although we are in a hostile situation, we finally got to know each other. If you have any regrets, you might as well tell me. Maybe I can help General Luo..."

An Er was a little moved and focused on Han Yue and said, "It is rumored that the Marquis of Jingyang is a scumbag who sells his wife and buys jade. When he saw this today, he was like Mengchang. The rumors should not be trusted."

"Good award!" Han Yue waved his hand and said, "I just want to hear the story. I'm a little curious that a hero like you can even work hard for others."

"Hero?" An Er smiled bitterly and murmured: "It's the word "Hero" that has caused me!" He suddenly sighed, his eyes filled with pain: "I learned martial arts when I was a teenager, just because I envy the life of a knight, abandoned my family and indulged in the world, fought with others every day, or drank and had fun, wandered around the mountains and forests, and was very energetic..."

Han Yue nodded and said, "The white horse is adorning the golden guise, and it is flying northwest. I want to ask who is the family, and the rogue is a rogue. Hey, the rogue's life is unrestrained, and it really makes people yearn for it."

An Er glanced at him and sighed in a low voice: "I advise the Marquis of Jingyang to relieve this idea as soon as possible. The golfer seemed relaxed and casual. Who knows the pain of his family?" His eyes suddenly turned red and he said hatefully: "I only regret that I understood it too late. Back then, I sang and sang as I wished, treating the law like dirt, and laughing at the world with too much affection. In the late Sui Dynasty, I was in a downtown Chang'an, and I drew my sword to face each other in a disagreement in the city of Chang'an, killing thirteen people in a row, and finally caused a huge disaster. Not only was the government hunting and wanted, but even the green forest had no place to hide. I fled for seven years. I didn't dare to go back and could not see my relatives. In the end, I was arrested and sent to death and sentenced to death for the crime..."

"Sent to death? Then how did you get out?" Han Yue asked in confusion.

An Er's face became more and more painful. His eyes were filled with tears, and he almost choked and could not speak: "It was my mother who went to beg someone! She was born in the branch of the Wang family and barely felt a bit incense with a wife of the master's family. After my accident, my mother knelt down and begged continuously. It's a pity that she is already in her sixties, but she wants to give up her dignity and kneel down to the dust. Having a child is as unfilial as me. It's really a miserable evening..."

Han Yue nodded slowly and said sadly: "I feel sorry for my parents in the world, and I don't let my son know!"

An Er said hatefully: "My mother exchanged dignity for my life, which consumed the incense between her and the Wang family. This was a debt of human nature. It was a pity that Wang family saw that I had outstanding martial arts skills and wanted to win my heart for his use. Just because I refused to submit, he detained his mother and threatened her with the safety of the old man's life. Since then, I have been driven by him like a dog, and now it has been seven years."

"This person is hateful!" Han Yue said.

Although Luo Jing'er didn't say a word, the spear was slammed heavily, and a "snatch" sound penetrated a big tree. The gun body trembled and screamed endlessly. The girl's pretty face was frosty, and her tall chest kept rising and falling. She was obviously very angry.

Han Yue glanced at her, turned his eyes back to An Er and said, "I heard you say that this person is cruel. I wonder which character Wang is?"

An Er sighed to the sky, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a complicated expression: "That man has a name, I have ambition, and I dare to call the sky bend down..."

Han Yue's eyes turned cold and nodded slowly, "I guessed it's really good." Seeing An Er's face turned ache, he felt a little sympathetic, and asked tentatively: "So, your mother is still in the hands of Wang Lingyun?"

An Er's eyes were a little dull: "I don't know either! When he ordered me to come and grab the IOU, Zeng Yan would let his mother leave no matter what I succeeded and failed. However, this person was deeply thoughtful and no one could guess his ideas. I don't know if he would break his promise this time..."

"Then force him not to break his promise!" Han Yue shouted, staring at An Er with a bright look, and said word by word: "I just want to ask you now, if I have a way to rescue your mother, may you follow me?"

An Er was stunned, with a puzzled face and a confused expression. "You... do you want me to be your subordinate?"

Han Yue nodded: "Don't worry, I'm not a cruel person like Wang Lingyun. The reason I made this request is because I respect you as a man. The Wang family in Taiyuan will retaliate against you. I can only protect you by pulling you into my command."

He was not talking nonsense. After all, An Er had sold himself as a slave. Once he betrayed the Wang family, he would inevitably suffer revenge. But it would be different if he devoted himself to Han Yue's name. He was very dependent on the title of a county man, and Wang at least dared not attack on the surface.

The power of the aristocratic family is too strong, and the Wang family in Taiyuan is particularly huge. Han Yue can absorb talents like An Er and enrich his wings and slowly accumulate the power of counterattack.

This proposal made An Er very moved. He is no longer the young hero who is energetic. He has no longer the childishness of doing things casually. In addition, he is concerned about his mother's safety and oppression like a giant in Taiyuan Wang family. All of these things are in chaos. His face is changing and he wants to agree, but he is afraid that Han Yue is just teasing, and his expression looks very painful.

After a long time, he finally let out a breath and asked Han Yue slowly: "I wonder what the marquis has to do to ensure that he can rescue a certain mother?"

When he asked this, he obviously had a choice in his heart. Han Yue was happy and Yang Tian laughed: "Wang Lingyun sent you here, just to make you desperately snatch the IOU. Since this person is greedy for this money, I will give him the other person to use the money to make him agree... Ha, on one side is your mother, on the other side is 400,000 yuan. Wang Lingyun was born in a family, so I think he should know how to choose."

An Er looked shocked and stammered: "Marty, you...you...you want to use 400,000 guan to save my mother?"

"Not bad!" Han Yue nodded violently and reached out to take out the IOU from his arms: "I often heard that the ancients had a saying that they had bought horse bones with a fortune. I have always been envious. Hehehe, I can't say that I would be free and leave a story of admiration for future generations..."

Plop!

With a dull sound, the tall and tall body of the dark two kneeled down like a jade pillar, with tears in their eyes and sobbing: "Mr. Marquis treats a certain family like this, I, Li Fenghua, dare not obey me? From now on, I will be there. If the Marquis is gone, I will commit suicide and bury me. This vow is shared by heaven and earth. If I violate the oath, I will be struck by lightning..."

"Hahaha, it's very good!" Han Yue laughed often and then said, "So your real name is Li Fenghua. This name is much better than that of An Er. It's said that Wang Lingyun is full of poetry and literature. I think he is very ordinary when he named him!"

Li Fenghua did not answer this. He shouted lightly, and suddenly took the knife and cut it on his wrist. Blood flowed out like a stream. His face did not change, and he handed his bleeding wrist straight to Han Yue, saying respectfully: "Marty, there is no wine here. Please drink my blood and be a lord..."
Chapter completed!