There is only one room.

On the wall is a small Buddhist shrine.

There is a pile of incense ash in the corner of the wall, and some incense handles are densely inserted.

The jackdaw held the golden turnaround charm in his hand and knelt in front of the urn with Song Xiao in his arms.

Turnaround.

Legend has it that it can turn luck.

Emperor Xuanyuan looked at the jackdaw, and at this time he was shrouded in a hazy golden light.

Sure enough, Song Xiao turned her qi on the jackdaw.

It's no wonder that after the rat monster devoured Song Xiao's soul, his skill would increase greatly.

Jackdaw took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket and wiped Song Xiao's face.

Half of her face was shattered and shattered, and a violent anger welled up in the jackdaw's heart, which dissipated on its own for a long time.

"I've always been such a stupid person," Jackdaw laughed suddenly, "She protects me, and she always costs her life,"

"General, do you remember her? ”

Xuanyuan Dihong, who was about to go out, rarely stopped to listen.

He was going to deal with Le Di, but Le Di's wings were stiff and needed help, otherwise, he wouldn't have chased after him to find the jackdaw himself.

Jackdaw mentions Song Xiao......

A slight ripple appeared in Emperor Xuanyuan's indifferent eyes, "Lonely remember." ”

Jackdaw smiled, "I remember too." ”

recalled the first time they met, Song Xiao, who was wearing pigtails, followed closely.

At that time, he and Mu Yi were designed by Wisteria and fell into the hands of Leek Yi.

He hurried back to the north to bring rescue troops, and on the way, the horses were in a hurry to run for their lives, and rolled down the hillside, and because of the nervousness of the day and night, he did not react in time to pull the reins, and even the men and horses rolled down the hillside.

met Song Xiao, who was still young.

and Grandpa Song, who is seriously ill.

At a young age, Song Xiao drove Grandpa Song to the village with an ox cart.

No matter how bold they were, they rushed halfway to the road, when suddenly a man rolled down the hillside with a man and a horse and smashed in front of the ox cart.

Covered in blood.

Jackdaw still remembered that Song Xiao was frightened and turned white at that time, and he still pretended to be calm.

Song Xiao's grandfather slept soundly, propped himself up and asked what was going on.

Song Xiao: "Grandpa, it's okay! It's just a stone rolling down the hillside blocking the road." ”

The little girl with pigtails and a coarse cloth garment got out of the ox cart.

Trembling, he walked up to the jackdaw to take a closer look, the jackdaw's lips were chapped and peeling, his eyes were closed and he was panting silently, his face was sallow, and his chest rose and fell rapidly.

He was so tired that he couldn't even move a finger.

Nothing seems threatening.

Song Xiao became bolder.

Poked Han Ya in the face with a wooden stick, but Han Ya didn't react.

Song Xiao's eyes fell on the big horse beside him, this big horse was covered in tendons and flesh, it was a good horse, but it was going to be bad.

Grandpa and himself have a hard time making a living, and if there is this horse, they can solve the problem of food for a long time.

Song Xiao was tempted.

If it's just himself, it's enough, but grandpa is sick and needs to make up for it.

Song Xiao quietly hid beside Han Ya, waiting, waiting for him to die.

Compared with the previous big panting, Han Crow's breathing gradually weakened, and in the end, it was almost nothing.

"You...... Are you dead?" Song Xiao's legs were numb, he swallowed his saliva, plucked up his courage, and put his finger under Han Ya's nose, wanting to see if he was still breathing.

Just as her hand was under Han Ya's nose, Han Ya opened her eyes suddenly, staring at Song Xiao tightly with a pair of cold flickering eyes.

"Ah——h

Half frightened, half painful, Song Xiao bit her lip tightly, tears gushing out.

“… Dawn... Xiao, what's wrong with you?" Grandpa Song struggled to get up.

Song Xiao hurriedly got up, wiped the blood on his hands, ran to the ox cart, and said, "Grandpa, I'm fine!"

Song Xiao clutched the reins tightly and flicked the whip, intending to pass quickly.

Han Ya looked at the ox cart in front of him calmly, to be precise, at Song Xiao.

Along the way, in order to rush back to the army as soon as possible, he never dared to rest, ran all day long, and had already killed three horses.

The red round sun overhead is tilting to the west, and it has been five or six days, and I don't know what kind of scene it is in the north.

He didn't dare to think about what irreparable things Xuanyuan Dihong would do after learning that he and Mu Yi had disappeared together......

In any case, he had to rush back alive.

Out of instinct, when the ox cart staggered past him, Han Crow reached out and grabbed the wheel.

Song Xiao was anxious, and threw a few whips in succession, and the cow 'mooed'.

The wheel rubbed Han Ya's hand, but Han Ya still held on to the wheel.

Song Xiao glanced back at Grandpa Song, who was lying in the carriage and fell asleep, and sighed.

Just give your grandfather a blessing!

"You...... You're not dead......" Song Xiao got out of the car, walked up to the jackdaw, asked timidly, and looked at Han Ya looking at him.

A trace of frustration flashed in Song Xiao's eyes, and he pretended to be a little afraid and hung his head ignorantly.

A person like Han Ya looks like he has martial arts!

If you meet this kind of person, if you ignore it, you may come to take revenge on your family in the future.

There is another way, that is, to kill him to prevent future troubles.

Song Xiaoxin 'dong dong' jumped violently, raised his eyes, and looked at Han Ya's knowing eyes, as well as the tolerant and relieved eyes of the decadent Tang Dynasty.

Song Xiao's heart moved, and the hand holding the stone loosened.

Han Crow let go of his hand and resigned himself to the ground, he still had a little strength now, he couldn't protect himself, but he could die with this little girl.

Thinking that it would probably be a dead end for him to return to the army, Han Ya sighed, laboriously untied the armor in his hand, and handed it to Song Xiao, "Little girl, can you help me spread the news? After I die, send this piece of armor to the Xuanyuan army." ”

After speaking, he closed his eyes, looking like he was being slaughtered.

Song Xiao pondered for a moment, got up silently, took the water bladder, and walked to Han Ya's side again to feed him a sip of water.

How bad can a person who puts life and death aside just to deliver the message be?

Song Xiao decided to save his life, and he and his grandfather were isolated, and this person might be able to help them.

She and Grandpa, it's too hard.

The land was plundered by the people of the village, who seized their good houses at the entrance of the village and drove them to the thatched huts at the foot of the mountain.

The next thing to do to her is to do it to her.

No, she can't leave Grandpa, who is seriously ill and maybe......

Song Xiao stood up, stomped his feet uncertainly, and snorted through gritted teeth.

The water moistened the crow's smoking throat.

The cool well water is a little sweet, like a sweet spring.

Han Ya raised his eyes to look at Song Xiao and thanked him in a low voice: "Thank you." ”

His water bladder had long since dried up, and these days, when he was thirsty, he drank a little rainwater casually.

Han Yao tried to get up, but his bones ached, and he fell to the ground again.

Song Xiao's immature face showed a hint of disdain and teasing smile, and he pursed his lips disdainfully.

Unexpectedly, it was still a strong one.

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