Chapter 28, the soul palpitations set off in the wilderness, and the burly man stood on the side

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He didn't remember how he had fallen asleep, and he had fallen into a deep sleep soon after putting on the quilt, but now he was strangely sleeping in the wilderness? In a drowsy state, he tried to stand up, but found that his hands and feet were bound by thick ropes, and he struggled for a long time, but it was only weak and fruitless. I opened my mouth to exhale, but someone stuffed the hemp core in my mouth, and when I moved my tongue slightly, it was a tingling pain!

Qi Han was thrilled, and two words suddenly popped out of his mind: tie up the ticket!

But he is not a well-known public figure for a long time, but he commanded Beixincheng to fight a battle, as for being tied up and framed?!

He stared at the waterhole in front of him, but when he saw the red light on the water, flashing colorful, and there was a burst of noise in his ears, he couldn't help but turn his head suddenly, and he lost color!

The night is dark and dreamlike. Behind him was a bush that could not completely cover him, and he was nesting here at the moment, curled up and half-hidden. The water of the pond flowed beside him and merged into a small river like a jade belt. The river ripples, raising light smoke and mist, and merges into a large stream in the distance. Hundreds of torches in front of them burned under the mountain barrier dozens of zhang away, and the dense layers of armored soldiers sat cross-legged on the ground, black and pressing. A high platform was built in the center, and several leaders were standing on it, from time to time pointing down to give orders, which caused a burst of discussion and restlessness.

Qi Han's eyes widened, full of surprise. After staring for a moment, I saw that after a while, another group of people arrived, and it seemed like some kind of assembly!

The blackened alpine trees cover out the sound of firelight.

You don't have to guess to conclude that at this moment he must have been held hostage to the mountains and wilderness on the outskirts of Beixincheng, covered by green mountains and blocked by water, even if these thousands of people roared in unison, I am afraid that the city would not be able to hear it. They must have done something unspeakable when they chose to gather in such a secret place. It's just that he can't figure out what kind of way these people are, and why they tied themselves up!

Qi Han forced himself to calm down, secretly thinking about the topographic maps of mountains and rivers that he had memorized over time. Although he is sometimes blind, it is another thing to know the phases of the moon and geography.

He looked up at the sky and the position of the moon, and then looked at the direction of the river around him, and roughly judged that this river was the Cao River east of Wuhuiling. The three sources of Xushui are sent out together, and a stream flows together, going to the southeast, and there is this diversion. Look at the mountain in front of you, the green mountains are undulating, lying in front, it should be the unnamed Daqiu Mountain at the head of the big ridge.

Qi Han roughly calculated that he was not far from Beixincheng, and he felt a little at ease.

"Huanglong to ——!"

"Lei Gong, Bai Bo to-"

……

A burst of sound came, and Qi Han's aura moved, and he instantly thought of something.

In order to confirm his conjecture, he tried to look at the men. Looking at their dress, most of them were dressed in shabby armor, waist swords, and many of them were painted with black mud and sand. The red light of the tongue of fire licked the rough and hideous rough faces, even if they were not real from a distance, they felt terrifying. A circle of well-armored men with sharp blades seemed to be leaders. The further you go outward, the more loose the discipline becomes, and there are some people who talk secretly, and they are frequently reprimanded by the commanders. The weapons in the outermost pawns actually appeared with shovels and hoes.

Qi Han was silent in his heart, and he probably had a number. I just guessed the identities of these people, but I found it even more difficult to do.

Among the people in the middle of the high platform, there was a middle-aged man with heavy armor wrapped in soap scarves and black helmets, who could roughly see the outline of a square jaw and big face, and his body was very wide and fat, which seemed to be the head of this group of people. Beside him stood a thin young man with a red scarf around his neck, whispering a few words to him from time to time, and the mood was very affectionate.

The people who came to the first * all saluted the middle-aged man, and the soldiers even bowed to the ground, and they were all called "generals". After the salute, the leaders who came jumped on the high platform to greet each other, while the rest of the people retreated to the periphery and sat down cross-legged at the command.

The general raised his hand and pressed it, and the noise below was much quieter. The voices of a dozen leaders on the high platform were faintly heard in the wind.

Qi Han vaguely heard what they said, "I couldn't do anything last time, but this time I must arrange it properly and succeed in ......" couldn't help frowning.

He didn't want to eavesdrop on the secrets of this group! Who knows what they're going to do to him next?

I heard the middle-aged man ask in a rough voice, "Yan'er, are all the leaders of the various departments in Qisha?" The red-clothed young man beside him looked around for a moment, shook his head and said, "There are still four departments to come." The middle-aged man seemed displeased: "Wait a moment." The young man in red, who was called "Yan'er", immediately said yes.

When Qi Han heard this, his eyes rolled, and he confirmed his guess more and more. The water was too muddy, and he didn't want to be wet! As for why he was kidnapped, he had better flee first and then investigate! Thinking of this, he struggled hard, but unfortunately his hands and feet were weak and weak, and he couldn't move at all.

Most of these people were rabble, at first they were just ordinary people who rebelled against the □□, but later they degenerated into tyrannical villains, robbing and killing indiscriminately, and they were already evil bandits to ordinary people. There will be no good fruit to eat if you stay with these people any longer, Qi Han thought about it like this, and he was ruthless, and the tip of his tongue rolled up and turned the numb nucleus in his mouth, and the barb hooked his mouth, and under the stimulation of the pain nerves, he tasted a stream of saltiness.

At the same time, the pain also made his hands and feet feel a little more conscious.

Qi Han rolled into the bushes as he wished, and aimed the hemp rope on his wrist at the root of the tree behind him and grinded it. Sweat dripped down and wet his middle coat, but after tossing for a long time, the rope showed no signs of breaking. There was nothing he could do, he just wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible, and God knew if he heard their plot, there would be no way to live!

The rope was too strong to take half a day to break a small strand, Qi Han had no choice but to roll and crawl, bent his knees and squirmed like a worm, and retreated little by little. Unexpectedly, before he moved half an inch, he hit two steely thighs and was forced to stop.

Qi Han raised his bound hand and helped him to his aching head. Before he could raise his head, a snowflake knife was already dangling across his neck. The cold blade was close to his skin, and as long as he moved slightly, the shiny blade would definitely be stained with crimson blood.

"Boy, where do you want to go?"

A thick and thick voice sounded from above.

Qi Han glanced at the gray-black boots beside him with a bitter face, and moved his gaze along the two thick trouser legs, and couldn't help but shudder when he saw this □□-foot high-speed iron tower-like man.

What a tall, mighty, majestic and fierce man!

Dude, you look so strong and heroic, isn't it a bit overkill to guard the prisoners?

This person has a short quail girdle, a bun on the top of his head, big ears, towering sword eyebrows, tiger eyes, but his facial features are dignified. Just looking at the slight chest and the posture of the tiger's back and bear's waist, Qi Han knew that it was difficult for him to get out.

This man was born with a good skeleton, unusually tall, and his clothes were rough and wearable, but he was far superior to the bare-legged and shirtless clay-legged soldiers on the periphery. Besides, the towel around his neck is obviously the same style as the person on the high platform, Qi Han looked at it slightly, and guessed that this person was probably a leader.

"I'll ask you where you're going!" the man roared, holding his breath. He was quite dissatisfied with this stunning boy who tilted his head to examine him. The young man's eyes are clear and clear, as if he can see through himself at a glance, which makes people feel strange for no reason. He roared, but his voice was lowered. Neither the people on or off the stage from a distance noticed anything unusual here.

Of course, Qi Han didn't miss his deliberately suppressed voice. He would not think that the other party was kind enough to help him hide his escape, on the contrary, his behavior like this just shows that he does not want the people on the high platform to pay attention to this? Qi Han's eyes narrowed, and a light of thought flashed at the bottom of his eyes, and he suddenly raised his hand and pointed to his mouth.

Dahan was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that he had a hemp core in his mouth, and suddenly let out an "oh". stared at the other party's dazzling snow-colored neck, and his eyes were straight for no reason. In the next second, he actually put the knife away.

This jade-white neck can't be cut...... Dahan thought sullenly in his heart. A light red flew on his face for no reason. Fortunately, his complexion was darker and he couldn't see it, otherwise Qi Han really didn't know how to feel.

Qi Han was still shocked in his heart, but the other party suddenly withdrew the knife, he raised his eyes in surprise to meet the simple gaze of the big man, and suddenly felt that the other party's honest face became less scary.

Dahan made eye contact with him, only to feel that the person in front of him was a little strangely beautiful. The face of the snow bully is beautiful, aside from the delicate and heroic facial features, only a pair of eyes, between a jaw and a movement, there is also a world-class elegance, which has never been seen. At that moment, the big man only felt that he was exposed to the sun and snow like a dust lice beetle, and he felt a strong sense of self-shame. As soon as his ears were hot, he hurriedly lowered his head and pinched Qi Han's jaw, his movements were flustered, and even his fingers trembled.

I was annoyed in my heart: "Damn, when I caught him, why didn't I see his face clearly?" It's all because Zuo Moustache is not courageous, I am afraid of that person's martial arts, and I panicked and put on his head...... Hey, this son is extraordinarily handsome, completely different from that person, and we are blamed for being too reckless!"

Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped his movements, got up and looked at it, showed a somewhat disappointed expression, scratched his head and squatted down again. Qi Han looked at him suspiciously, and saw that the big man reached out and pinched his chin again, and muttered in an urn: "I will take out the hemp core with you." You have to promise me not to make any noise, don't alarm the other side of the stage. Otherwise, even I won't be able to protect you!"