Xiahou Jing, who had escaped death, sat on the cold rock, and he fell into some unknown emotion for the first time as he looked at the raging fire in the distance. The last few experiences have made his nerves very tense, and each time he has been in danger, and then he has narrowly escaped death. But how long can this escape last?

This kind of appearance that there is always a little hope to chase, but there is never an end, makes Xiahou Jing feel deeply tired in his heart. Since entering Sichuan and Shu, it has been smooth at the beginning, since when did you start to enter the current situation again and again?

Could it really be that the souls of the two families of Wang Xie and Xie have been found? Could it really be that those dead people in Jiankang broke out with resentment? To this day, he still remembers the majesty hidden in Emperor Wu's thin body when he summoned him in the palace. The majesty forced him to kneel in a hurry, and even if there were tens of thousands of his soldiers outside the palace, it was difficult to hide the panic in his heart at that time.

It's just that the feeling of being in control of everything in the next two years made him gradually suppress this panic in his heart. However, this sense of superiority lasted less than two years. As soon as the Xiao family's army reacted and united the princes and kings from all walks of life, he was easily beaten back to the prototype, and even had to flee to sea.

"Could it be that this prince and general really has a kind of appearance?!" More than once, Xiahou Jing asked himself like this.

"Whether there is a kind of prince and general, I can't tell you. However, you were born without the life of princes and generals, but I can tell you unmistakably. ”

The sound of the previous fluttering sound in the village once again enveloped the small group, and at this time, everyone somehow had the illusion that they were surrounded by wolves, and these burning flames were the menacing wolves, staring at their prey without relaxing for a moment.

The flames burning around seemed to be the final confirmation of their thoughts, and even at the moment when Xiahou Jing suddenly stood up, the flames that were not obvious in the mountains and forests followed, as if expressing dissatisfaction with the prey's unauthorized actions.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but you are still the same as usual, and you will only use this sneaky tactic to consume the enemy!

Xiahou Jing's eyes were red at this time, reflecting the fire around her, and it was quite appropriate in Wang Mei's eyes, and from her happy emphasis, everyone could clearly feel that she was in a good mood at the moment:

"Hehe, lame **, do you think that just two years of robber life can change the blood of a barbarian who has been flowing in your bones for many years? Don't dream! Even if you marry the Ram family for another 800 years, you can't change the despicable servility in your blood!"

Wang Mei's words obviously stepped on Xiahou Jing's sore spot, and he jumped forward almost instantly, igniting all his blood, without the slightest discernment of direction, and rushed forward without reason at all, causing his legs and feet, which were not very agile, to stumble and fall to the ground.

However, until this time, Wang Mei did not show up, only her voice said with schadenfreude: "Xiahou Jing, do you think that if you pretend to be weak like this, you can find another opportunity to escape? Hehe, it's okay, I'll give you three hours, how about it? If you can take your subordinates out of this mountain within three hours, I'll let you live for two more years, how about it?"

The first half of her words made the soldiers who followed Xiahou Jing confused, but she grabbed a handful of dirt in her hands, and Xiahou Jing, who was about to wipe it on her face, stopped moving, but the second half of her words made both the soldiers and Xiahou Jing feel a little excited in their hearts.

The difference is that Xiahou Jing's hope that had just emerged this time was cut off by himself. That's it! It's like a cat playing with a mouse! The weird feeling he hasn't found before, that's it! It turns out that from the village to the present, it was all designed by Wang Di!

"Sure enough, it's always you!" Xiahou Jing got up from the ground by himself, his face was torn apart, he was holding the saber in his hand, but the grief and anger in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

"Naturally, it's always been me. Wang Mei's figure standing on the mountainside at this time was gradually found by Xiahou Jing's subordinates, but they were at the bottom of the mountain, Wang Mei was on the mountainside, and the fire distorted her figure, making her look less like a human being, more like a ghost who came to seek revenge.

Obviously, Wang Mei also knew her image in the eyes of everyone at this time, and she smiled predictably: "Xiahou Jing, from the moment you killed my Wang Family's Wuyi Lane, you should know that all those who are loyal to you, follow you, and follow you will not get a good end, hehe...... Haven't you ever wondered what will happen to your scattered subordinates?"

With Wang Mei's words, the sound of a "plop" heavy object landing suddenly sounded around Xiahou Jing. Xiahou Jing's personal soldiers followed the sound and looked at the distorted human body, retaining the face of horror and pain before death, and was being thrown into the fire that burned around them at this time, the fat of the human body mixed with the smoke of the mountain and forest fires, so that these people's eyes suddenly became dry and their mouths were astringent.

What makes them feel the most bitter in their hearts is what the ethereal voice of neither men nor women said, these people are just subordinates and follow Xiahou Jing, so they are loyal to Xiahou Jing......

Before they had time to think about it, Wang Mei's voice sounded again: "Xiahou Jing, don't delay too long to think about it, I'm just here to inform you, not to discuss with you." From the moment I first spoke. The time for half a pillar of incense has passed. If you don't run, it's too late. ”

The mountain wind blew the hood on the king's eyebrow, but it left a large shadow on everyone in the mountain col. As soon as she finished speaking, her figure flashed and disappeared, like a real ghost. Xiahou Jing's throat was sweet, but there was nothing he could do, he turned his head to look at the soldiers behind him, and said as if in pain:

"Brothers, you have also seen it, and now we have a plan, let's go our separate ways. In this way, if you don't follow me, this little devil may let you go. Now, if we flee in the direction of the village we have just come, three hours will be enough to reach that place, and after that, everyone will be in peace. ”

"Brother-in-law, Ram Yong will never leave you half a step. Even if I die, I will die with you!" Ram Yong was the first to speak, and then regardless of the dirt on Xiahou Jing's body, he took the lead in stepping out of the space blessed by the mountains and rocks, and while stroking Xiahou Jing's forearm, he let him stand firmly, and began to look at the mountain road by himself.

Although the other 20 or so people have always fought side by side with Xiahou Jing and are comrades who have passed their lives, but in the face of a glimmer of life, how many of them are willing to die? In the end, among the 278 people, including Ram Yong, there were less than 10 people left, and they decided to flee with Xiahou Jing.

The rest of the people, before they had time to say something precious, turned their heads and ran away in the direction they came. I didn't see a trace of a stumbling smile flashing on the corner of Xiahou Jing's mouth when he watched them walk away from afar.