The situation on the painting boat changed instantly, and by the time Dong Nianzhi returned to his senses, most of the people who got on the boat with him had already died.

Seeing that the person who had made a move towards Qiu Liang before rushed towards him, Dong Nianzhi hurriedly raised his sword and fired back.

He didn't dare to relax or show mercy, the long sword in his hand was sharp, but he was no match for the people who came, and after the two exchanged a few moves, he was defeated and retreated until he was forced into the corner of the cabin.

Dong Nian's heart was horrified, seeing the cold light in the man's hand coming towards his forehead, he thought that he would die at this time, but Feng Qiao's voice came not far away.

"Don't hurt him. ”

The rich man's hand turned a corner, and Kankan stopped beside his ear.

Dong Nianzhi hurriedly retreated a few steps, holding the long sword in his hand and panting in a low voice, only to find that the guards who came up with him were all dead.

The cabin was full of the smell of blood, and the wound on his ear was faintly stinging, Dong Nianzhi raised his head and said in a trembling voice: "Who are you?!"

"Chu Xiu. ”

Feng Qiao also spoke out almost at the same time.

The figure of the man who was originally standing there like a killing god was stunned, and the next moment he flashed directly in front of Feng Qiao.

He reached out and took her into his arms, his hands trembling faintly as he hugged her hard, and the jaw resting on the side of her neck was extremely tight.

"Joel. ”

Feng Qiao listened to his slightly trembling voice, obviously she didn't say anything, but she really felt the fear in his heart.

This man who stands up to the sky, this man who has no scruples in the court, this man who has driven the south to the north and the power of the emperor, she is the only one who has been weak in his two lives.

Feng Qiao's eyes were red, and when he reached out to wrap his hand around his waist, his cheek was pressed against his violently beating chest, and his voice couldn't help but be dyed with some weakness, and he said in a low voice: "I miss you so much......"

Liao Chuxiu, who was burning with tears on his chest, felt a pain in his heart, and when he hugged Feng Qiao hard, he wished that he could rub her into his bones and blood.

Her tears, her thoughts, and her words of missing you are like inches, entangled his whole person, even if he drowned.

Liao Chuxiu picked up Feng Qiao, and said to the people in the cabin as he walked backwards: "Arrest all the people who hide their heads and tails outside, whether they live or die!"

After the Dark Lin and the others whispered, they walked to the bow of the boat and let out a scream from their mouths.

In just a moment, countless figures appeared around the originally seemingly peaceful ferryhead.

The people who were originally hiding in the tea house had no idea that they would be ambushed, and they planned to wait for the boat to reach the river before they hijacked the boat, but who wanted to be surrounded by people before they could do anything.

When they sensed that something was wrong and wanted to escape, there was no chance, but in half a cup of tea, those people were killed by the people in the secret camp, and the man in the mask was picked off his hands and feet, his arms and chin were removed, and he was thrown into the cabin tightly......

……

In the back cabin, Liao Chuxiu was in no mood to pay attention to the people outside.

He hugged Feng Qiao over, and after tearing off the disguise on his face, he wanted to put her down and check her injuries, but Feng Qiao grabbed his neck tightly, tilted his head close to his lips and kissed him in an orderly manner.

She didn't move skillfully, and she raised her head a little jerkily and swiped softly at the corners of his mouth and jaw, then down there, and finally landed on his neck and gnawed lightly, making his hand holding her tighten.

"Joel..."

Liao Chuxiu's voice was hoarse, his eyes were red, and he forced himself to throb and whispered, "No, you have injuries on your body......"

Feng Qiao didn't follow.

After the incident that night, she forced herself to calm down, forced herself to deal with everything, she told herself that she could not be weak, she could not retreat, but no one knew, she was actually afraid.

She will always remember that dream, Liao Chuxiu's almost desperate appearance after she left, and the deep affection he held her hairpin until he died.

She was afraid that she would not be able to escape after all her calculations, and she was even more afraid that she would never see him again.

Feng Qiao only felt that her heart was very empty, and she was eager to use something to prove that she was still alive and that he was by her side.

She clinged to him tightly, her fingers reached in along the collar and gently caressed his back, she raised her head and took his Adam's apple in her mouth and licked it gently, and her mouth made a muffled voice: "Chu Xiu, I'm afraid." ”

Liao Chuxiu only felt that his brain exploded, and his soul was almost drained by her lips and tongue.

His back stiffened for a moment, he felt the messy little hands on his body, his eyes darkened, and the next moment he directly hugged Feng Qiao to the bed, put her lightly on the bed and then covered herself, lowered his head and held her lips and said in a dumb voice:

"I'll come..."

……

The boat swam away, and Liao Chuxiu's movements were extremely gentle.

He protected her with both hands, carefully avoiding her wounds, kissing her over and over again, whispering "I'm here", taking all her voice into his mouth, until she was tired and fell asleep, then lowered his head and kissed the tears in the corners of her eyes, and hugged her into his arms.

Seeing her eyes closed against his chest, her cheeks rubbing against him, Liao Chuxiu's heart was full, and he felt as if his heart was about to melt.

He lowered his head and placed a kiss on her brow, whispering as if vowing, "I will never leave you alone again." ”

The person in his arms seemed to hear his words, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

Liao Chuxiu didn't lie down for long, and after coaxing Feng Qiao to fall asleep, he got up to check the injuries on her body for her, and when he saw the piercing wound on her skin, his eyes were full of evil, but he was extremely distressed.

He knew that the injuries on Feng Qiao's body were not left in the mountains to get better, with Ji Huai by his side, and Lingyue had the best medicine for injuries in his hands, as long as he cultivated well, he would not be like this for so long.

She initially wanted to trick Emperor Yongzhen into leaving her on the mountain, and then she had to take advantage of her injuries to go down the mountain, so she didn't dare to let herself recover at all.

Liao Chuxiu carefully cleaned the wound for her, and took the wound medicine to apply it for her, seeing Feng Qiao moaning in pain, as if he was about to wake up, Liao Chuxiu quickly got up and hugged her into his arms, patted her and coaxed her in a low voice.

"It's okay, I'm in..."

"It hurts..."

Feng Qiao tugged at his sleeve in a daze.

Liao Chuxiu kissed her: "Good, I gave you medicine, and it won't hurt for a while..."

Feng Qiao replied in a low voice, as if she could feel that he was there, her eyebrows slowly loosened, she pulled his sleeve and whispered, "Don't go..."

"Okay, I'm not leaving, you sleep, I'll accompany you. ”

There are still many things waiting for him outside, but at this moment, Liao Chuxiu just wants to accompany Feng Qiao.

He gently put Feng Qiao back on the pillow, and then lay down beside her, gently running her long hair in his hand, and kissing her between her eyebrows......