Chapter 130: A Thousand Years of Encounters (2)
"Miss, where are you? ”
Anxin was about to cry, she said that she couldn't come, she couldn't come, Miss wanted to run here, this mountain is high and the trees are deep, and there are wild beasts, if Miss has any accidents, Mrs. must die in a hurry.
"Miss. ”
Anxin screamed as he ran, hoping to hear Miss's response.
Baozhu has already gone back to call someone, and Miss will be fine
The sound of relief echoes in the deep mountain forest, and the refreshing mountain breeze blows through the verdant greenery, bringing the night to gradually deepen.
The cries of vicious beasts began to echo in Zhushan, adding a bit of malice to this already insidious environment.
In the northernmost section of Zhushan, a woman of about sixteen years old looked at the wolves opposite her in horror, tears gathered in her eyes, swirling and circling, but stubbornly did not fall.
"Peace of mind, peace of mind, if you don't come to your house, your young lady will die. ”
Long Qianhua heard the voice of peace of mind, but she didn't dare to respond, the wolves in front of her were staring at her, so cautious that she was afraid that one would rush up without paying attention, let alone respond loudly?
"Miss. ”
"Don't come here. ”
"Whew~"
"Ah~
"Miss be careful......"
Anxin waited for Baozhu's reinforcements, and when he faintly heard a movement here, he tentatively followed, only to find a large group of wolves, and Baozhu screamed in fright.
Stimulated by the sudden appearance, the wolves who were still tempting instantly boiled and rushed towards Long Qianhua with a roar
The wolves scattered, and the situation that was still confrontation just now was broken in an instant, and the Baozhu they were too far away, even if they wanted to rush up to block the wolves for Long Qianhua, they didn't have this speed, not to mention that there were constantly wolves rushing towards them.
It's dead.
Long Qianhua didn't think that she could still have a chance to survive in this situation, and the peace of mind and the treasure bead behind her were protected by the people of the Zhang Mansion as much as possible, and she knew that they were also trying their best to rush up to save themselves, but the attack of the wolves was too fierce, and they had no ability to fight against it at all.
It's a pity that her beauty saves the hero, and before the hero wakes up, the beauty is already dead.
The crisp sound of the flute burst through the eardrums like the low roar of an eagle, and appeared rapid and short in the roar of the wolves, the flute sound was slender and sharp, like the thunder of midwinter, leaving a long afterglow after a brief shock
It seems that its short pace makes the wolves even more impatient, and the speed is unconsciously sped up a few points
Long Qianhua closed her eyes tightly, under the threat of death, the sound of the flute and piano did not have any attraction at all, she could even smell the disgusting smell belonging to the wolf, and the wolf claws were only a foot away from her heart
The sound of the flute suddenly became fierce, overshadowing the darkness of the night and drowning out the roar of the wolves.
"Whew~"
The low, roaring cry, full of reluctance and resentment, finally surrendered.
Long Qianhua opened his eyes almost at the moment of the sudden change in the sound of the flute, and happened to see the evil wolf who was about to attack him close at hand and forcibly withdrew his wolf claws, his eyes were green and he was still drooling from his open mouth.
Long Qianhua looked at the wolves not far away in confusion: why didn't he rush over when he was very eager for himself?
"Miss, are you alright?
The wolves suddenly retreated, and An Xin immediately rushed to Long Qianhua's side, looked her up and down, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that she was unscathed.
The people of the Zhang family took torches and rushed to Long Qianhua's side, protecting her firmly behind them
There was no way just now, if something happened to Long Qianhua at this time, they could break it first without the old lady taking action. 22 Literary Network
"Who's playing the flute?"
Long Qianhua put aside the peace of mind that was desperately blocking in front of him, and walked out of the encirclement step by step.
The wolves that were still menacing just now are like pets, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, very obedient, and quietly surrounding a woman in white behind them.
The woman was dressed in white and snow, and a green silk poured down from her shoulders like a waterfall, and the black and soft pasted behind her back, almost completely covering the woman's entire back.
"Dare to ask the girl?"
Long Qianhua spoke, she inexplicably felt that this woman's back was very familiar.
The woman was silent, and didn't seem to have the meaning of answering, Lianbu got up lightly, and the wolves behind her obediently followed.
"Our young lady asks you, are you deaf?"
Baozhu shouted, no one in the whole of Kyoto had ignored his own lady so much.
"Whew.
"Ah, Miss help.
Baozhu's reprimand did not get a response from the woman, but ushered in the roar of the wolves, listening to the panicked timid plea behind her, the woman's thin lips opened lightly, and her voice was clear and ethereal, like a mountain elf, "Dogs fight people." ”
The woman in white departed under the escort of the wolves.
Looking at the direction she left, Long Qianhua suddenly remembered that the person she had just saved was still lying in the cave, snatching a torch from the servant and rushing forward.
"Quick, follow me......"
"Miss, wait for peace of mind. ”
"Where are you going? ”
Hong Hou's voice was as heavy and loud as a stone pressing down on a mountain, and it restrained Long Qianhua's movement to move forward.
Turning around weakly, looking at Long Aotian with a flushed face, Long Qianhua called out in a low voice, "Daddy." ”
"Come back with me. ”
Long Aotian looked at Long Qianhua calmly, no different from a gentleman who was as gentle as jade, but Long Qianhua was afraid of such a Zhang Qing, if he scolded him, Long Qianhua might still have the courage to intercede, but such a Zhang Qing, she didn't dare.
"Oh. Long Qianhua took two steps back and stopped again, "But Daddy, there is a person who is injured in the cave, if you don't save him......"
"Your mother has been worried about you for a day, do you want her to die in a hurry?"
"No, but ......"
"Come back with me.
"Peace of mind. Long Qianhua pulled Anxin and walked side by side with her, while whispering in her ear, "You go to Wei Feng and ask him to take a few people to the fifth cave at the west entrance and rescue the people inside." ”
"Yes. ”
"Stay safe. ”
"Got it, miss. ”
Anxin patted his chest to signal Long Qianhua to rest assured, and at a glance he saw Wei Feng walking on the periphery, and ran over in three or two steps.
Long Qianhua took two quick steps and caught up with Zhang Qing's pace.
At this moment in the cave, a man in rags was lying on the ground with bruises all over his body, some of the wounds on his arms had been scarred, some were still bleeding, and the black blood had penetrated into the soil, leaving shocking marks.
The woman in white who had just confronted Long Qianhua walked in slowly, her face covered with a white veil and she couldn't see her face clearly, but her tender peach blossom eyes, tall nose bridge, and white skin made it easy to imagine what kind of peerless appearance would be under this veil.