As far as the eye could see, there was a vast area of fog. Xiao Jing remembered that the forest was no more than twenty meters wide at its widest, but instead of stepping out of the forest after walking for so long, he felt that the surroundings were getting colder and colder in the wet and heavy fog. What's even more strange is that the chaotic trees in the forest have not even touched a single one, and no matter whether he goes to the left or right, there seems to be a large road stretching everywhere under his feet.

"General Yuan, this hundred-meter-long rope is almost running out now, will General Xiao go in the wrong direction?"

Yuan Jianfeng groaned for a while, the strangeness of this fog may have something to do with this forest, now that the enemy is dark and I am clear, I can only press the troops first, and then make plans, so he said in a deep voice: "Everyone is on standby, when the fog clears, if General Xiao and I have not returned, Shan Wei, you will take the others to retreat outside the forest, and we have not come back at dawn, so you will immediately go back to the camp to tell the general." ”

Shan Wei has been in the army for five or six years, although he is stubborn and conservative and does not know how to be flexible, he is cautious and steady, obeys orders, and says nothing else. Such a task is entrusted to him, and I believe that his subordinates will never be killed in vain.

"General Yuan, General Xiao may be in danger if he goes alone, so you should take two people with you. Shan Wei took the rope in his hand and said worriedly.

Yuan Jianfeng shook his head, it was easy to be distracted by many people, and it was not as convenient as one person, so without saying a word, he dissolved into the mist in the direction of Xiao Jing's disappearance.

"Hehe, hee-hee......" A crisp and pleasant laugh suddenly sounded in the silent forest, and it fell into the ears without warning.

Xiao Jing was startled, stopped cautiously, listened carefully to the direction of the sound, pressed the hilt of the sword with his thumb, and was ready to attack.

"Ahh......h

The voice seemed to be not far ahead, but when he listened carefully, it seemed to come from all corners of the world, far and near, and uncertain.

"Ah?, why don't you play with me again? ”

The voice was angry with anger, which made Xiao Jing's heart suddenly flutter. Suddenly, scenes of the past passed through his heart, there were shadows on the edge of the battlefield, a shallow smile in the jungle, cunning when he woke up, and a coquettish in his sleep, the only thing that remained unchanged was the beautiful and peerless face, which was deeply imprinted in his heart like an axe and a knife.

"Shu'er. "Xiao Jing, silently in his heart, isn't that the voice the same as the one that has been echoing in his heart?

Because of the painting that disappeared out of thin air in the forest before, Xiao Jing's heart was only Yuwen Yanshu, who was thousands of miles away. As everyone knows, the enemy took advantage of him and led him into the cave, and the more he missed it in his heart, the more he could not extricate himself from this illusion.

"Brother, I'm here. ”

Xiao Jing was in a trance, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to open the dense fog in front of him, who expected that the white mist would be gently waved away like a gauze tent. A delicate and small house jumps into view. There was a woman dancing in the house, throwing her sleeves and whirling, jumping up, and the light clearly printed her slender figure on the window paper.

The figure is exactly the same as the person in the painting, Xiao Jing is happy in his heart, it is Shu'er, and it is really Shu'er. In a trance, Xiao Jing felt a little inappropriate in the depths of his heart, and felt that the scene in front of him was abrupt and strange. However, soon the thoughts of Yuwen Yanshu were like a rapidly spinning whirlpool, sucking his only bit of mind to the bottom of the abyss, and he walked into the house step by step, and the rope tied around his waist seemed to be untied by an invisible hand, and fell to the ground softly.

Besides, Yuan Jianfeng, who was leaving the large army closely, carefully touched the rope tied to Xiao Jing's waist. I don't know how many trees he hit along the way, and he was so angry that he almost jumped to scold his mother, but when he thought of Xiao Jing in the past, he also suffered the same loss, and closed his lips tightly, so he could only use 120,000 points of spirit to explore the way more carefully.

Poor Yuan Jianfeng, how did he know that although he was walking the same road, Xiao Jing was walking unimpeded, only he walked bumpy and stumbled.

"Click-" There was a slight whisper.

When the eyes are completely useless, the ears become extraordinarily sensitive, and the slightest rattle does not escape his ears.

Knowing that someone was nearby, but he couldn't tell whether it was friend or foe, Yuan Jianfeng held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and his left hand on the scabbard held the dagger hidden in his sleeve, but his feet kept moving along the rope.

Suddenly, the tips of his ears moved slightly, and he quickly turned around and drew his long sword to block left and right, and there was a chaotic sound of "clanging bells", and sparks splashed everywhere. Immediately after, without allowing him to think, the sword in his hand was swung out, and the fierce sword qi stirred up the wind to split the thick mist, and his eyes gradually became clearer.

Just a few steps before his feet, the rope that should have been tied to Xiao Jing's waist was lying on the ground like a listless snake. Not far away, in the low bushes, the door of a hut was open. Yuan Jianfeng was quite surprised, when did there be such a house here, and the exquisite structure of the house frame could not be built overnight.

Xiao Jing in the room, with blank eyes and no focus, stood by the bed, his hands on the waist of a woman in red. The woman in red knelt on the bed, and also put her hand on his shoulder, smiling lightly. The cool breeze brought their conversation through clearly.

"I miss you, so come here. ”

"It's so dangerous here, why are you still so willful?" Xiao Jing's eyes were confused, but it didn't reduce the tenderness in his words.

"What, don't you want to see me?" As the woman said this, her big black and white eyes swept over Yuan Jianfeng outside the room dissatisfiedly. An ominous premonition rose in Yuan Jianfeng's heart. The slender jade hand went around Xiao Jing's neck, untied his armor, and slowly approached his face.

"Why, I think about it all the time, I can't forget you in my sleep. Xiao Jing unconsciously said in his heart: "Shu'er, I really miss you." ”

As smart as Yuan Jianfeng, he suddenly understood what was going on.

The woman in red in front of him had been seen by Yuan Jianfeng several times. The third Turkic princess Gu Yan is infatuated with Xiao Jing. For him, he left the Turkic steppe and wandered near the Great Sui military camp, racking his brains to create opportunities for coincidences. Xiao Jing rejected her many times, but she still didn't change. Everyone is a seven-foot man, and no one is embarrassed to pull down his face to expel a lone woman, so she has to keep one eye open and one eye closed to her lingering nearby, thinking that one day she will get bored and take the initiative to leave.

And in front of him, Xiao Jing was clearly caught by someone else's psychedelic trick and mistook someone else for his lover. In this case, if the other party wanted his life, it would be easy, and the anxious Yuan Jianfeng shouted: "Ah?, be sober, that's fake." "While performing light skills, he tried to cross this dense bush.

Suddenly, there was a pain in the knee, and the force lifted suddenly dispersed, and he fell straight down from mid-air and fell to the side of the bushes.

A short and fat man with a mustache appeared in front of him, dressed in Turkic clothes, and laughed obscenely: "You can't go over, disturb the good things of our princess, but what can you do?"

Suo Lang was instructed by Gu Yan to hide in the shadows all the time, just to prevent the people of the Great Sui from coming and disturbing her good deeds. Xiao Jing, who she pursued wholeheartedly, didn't expect that he only had that woman in his heart, and he didn't even look at her, which made her princess's pride insulted by Yanzhòng, so she wanted to take this opportunity to cook raw rice and mature rice.

Yuan Jianfeng pulled out the silver needle that shot at the knee socket, saw the tip of the needle faintly blue, and gasped, he didn't expect that the other party actually smeared poison on the needle, it was his own carelessness. The knee socket was sore and numb, and a chill gradually spread, and the whole right leg gradually lost sensation.

It was just a momentary delay, and then I turned my head to look at the room, where there were still any figures, only to see the red candles shining high, and the tent moving lightly.

Thinking of how the girl who was regarded as his sister would be heartbroken when she learned of this scene, Yuan Jianfeng really hated these two Turkic barbarians, gathered the remaining strength, and shot the dagger in his sleeve towards the big bed with all his strength.

Solang didn't expect that he would ignore Xiao Jing there, and he was about to break the net, and he was suddenly taken aback, and a harrier turned over and flew over to grab the dagger that had been taken off. But suddenly he felt a chill in his chest, and a long sword pierced through the brother, and the red blood on the tip of the sword merged into a red line and flowed to the ground.

Yuan Jianfeng pulled out his long sword and sneered at Solang, who was lying dead on the bush. With a bloody sword, he stepped on the tall bushes and walked into the house.