In this world, you don't know who is the hero and who is the bear.

But once something happens, whether it's a hero or a bear, it's just a calculation for each other.

Qingqiu was sick and when dozens of swords were pointed at him, he decided to admit it.

A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, not to mention, how can he be considered a good man?

People would think of him as a crippled, ugly, short-legged, boneless man...... It has nothing to do with the hero.

The proprietress of the tea shed begged Murong Ke bitterly: "Madam, please don't kill him here no matter what, our tea shed of the third generation can't afford to let the people of the Qingqiu family die here." ”

Qingqiu was sick and cast a grateful look at the proprietress with gratitude, and he wanted to repay her in the future. "It's best not to kill anywhere. He said with a big grin.

"Madam, there is a dense jungle thirty miles ahead, where there are often murders and goods, you can ......" The proprietress whispered as she glanced at Qingqiu's illness.

Qingqiu heard that he was sick, and his hearing was much better than she expected, and his gratitude was gone, and he thought resentfully in his heart that if there was a chance of survival, he would never come to drink tea and take care of her business again.

"I'm going to take him to North Hades. Murong Ke announced loudly. ”

Qingqiu almost laughed out loud when he was sick, but now that he was a prisoner, laughing seemed to cause everyone's anger.

But, he thought, a woman is a woman, and she thinks about going home when she does anything.

This place is not far from Guangming City, no matter how capable you Murong Ke are, can you really single-handedly bring me back to the Northern Underworld City?

It's just a joke.

He is not treated well by the Qingqiu family, and he is like an enemy of his father, but this does not mean that Qingqiu's spiritual power will allow someone to blatantly kidnap his son under his nose.

Qingqiu was sick and took advantage of the short time to look around, Murong Ke's incendiary performance was to move some people, but most of them watched coldly, no one provoked the Yang family and the Murong family, but the Qingqiu family didn't seem to be so easy to bully, most of the people were indifferent spectators, they wouldn't make a move, and they couldn't offend each other.

"North Underworld, go and go, and you are not afraid of the shadows," Qingqiu said sickly. But this is said with ease, he has just returned from exile, and he has passed through the North Underworld, and now he has traveled thousands of miles to return, "Madam, if you had given me a message earlier, I would have stayed in the North Underworld City and waited for you." ”

"Hmph, you ugly ghost, don't be quick to speak, otherwise," Murong Ke raised a dagger, "I can cut your tongue first." ”

"That's not going to work, you'll have to keep my tongue and let me defend myself, or you'll have to say it to you. ”

"Hmph, if you have a chance to speak, just hold on and don't cry. Murong Ke was as calm as water, and he looked like he was sure of him.

There is a long road ahead, no one can say what variables there are, all variables are opportunities.

"But if I don't say goodbye, my old father will definitely worry about me," Qingqiu knew that his father would not worry about him, but he still said loudly to everyone, "I hope someone will go to his old man's house to send a message, saying that I will go to the North Underworld with Mrs. Buyang, so that he will not worry, there will be a heavy reward." After he finished speaking, he focused on the Jianghu man who had just collected his gold coins.

He knew that no matter who sent the letter, his father would not reward the messenger with even a copper plate, but although his life did not matter, the face of the Qingqiu family was a different matter.

Yu Wenguang looked worried, but the matter has come to this point, he can only follow the master to the dark, fortunately the beginning is still dominant, he hugged his fists at everyone and said: "What happened just now, please don't show off the heroes." ”

Qingqiu is sick and gritted his teeth to control his laughter, don't be public? How else can you publicize it, there are already hundreds of people around here. His groom, Zhao San, was long gone, and he may have rushed to Guangming City to report the news.

If you don't want to leak the news, unless, unless you slaughter all the people here, the front foot just stepped out of the door, and the back foot news will grow wings and fly everywhere.

And that stupid young singer, everything was caused by this idiot, if he didn't scream that he wouldn't have discovered Murong Ke, everything might not have happened, at least not now.

But he's such a singing idiot, he might make it into a ballad and sing it all over again.

Perhaps the brave cavalry of my brother Qingqiu has already set off.

But obviously Murong Ke wouldn't give him too much time.

They immediately came to the outside of the tea shed and braved the rain to prepare for departure.

The Ouyang family, who wore the statue of the Twin Towers, sent a large soldier to assist Murong Ke in completing the journey, and he ruthlessly tied Qingqiu with a thick rope and tied him with the inseparable black staff brothers, and then threw him on the saddle like a sack.

"Madam, you can tie his hands and feet with ropes under the horse's belly, so that he will not fall under the horse, and you don't think that after the North Underworld, he will only be followed by an empty horse" The proprietress saw that everyone was leaving, and offered another plan with joy.

Murong Ke took her advice.

Thanks to the proprietress 's clever plan, Qingqiu's illness is like hugging a horse tightly.

He threw a resentful anger at the proprietress but soon it was pitch black in front of him, and Yu Wenguang covered him with a hood.

Even so, Qingqiu was not afraid of being sick. He bet they would never be able to escort him back to the North Underworld.

What's so strange about that?

Halder's little sparrow is chirping everywhere, his brother's cavalry is as fast as the wind, people will scatter to spread the news, and the allies of the Qingqiu family will wait for an opportunity to strike.

And this place is thousands of miles away from the North Underworld.

They set off quickly, and it didn't take long for Qingqiu to feel tightness in his chest and roll in his abdomen, and others were riding horses and shaking their buttocks, and he was shaking their stomachs.

After leaving the tea shed, Murong Ke slowed down his horse, but it was still a rugged and difficult journey, and the blindfolded situation made Qingqiu's illness even worse, and he was in danger of falling off his horse every time he turned, but it seemed that thanks to the strategy of the proprietress, he saved the danger several times.

The sound he heard through the hood was extremely faint, so he didn't know what the people around him were saying.

The drizzle soaked the fabric, the hood was close to the face, and it was difficult to breathe.

Worse still, the ropes, which had been shaken several times, tightened the waterlogged ropes, sinking deep into his flesh, and his limbs were almost unconscious.

The strange singer who was neither male nor female actually rode along, and he begged Murong Ke to allow him to accompany him, so as to see how this wonderful adventure would end, and he said at the time: "This matter is worth preaching, and I will not cause any trouble." ”

Qingqiu was sick and secretly thought in his heart, when my family's cavalry caught up, you kid will have a chance to see if this adventure is exciting.

After walking for countless hours, at least begging for illness to feel that it had been so long, Murong Ke ordered to stop and rest, and the damn rain finally stopped.

A little sunlight peeked through the clouds, reaching his eyes through the gaps in the black hood.

He was unroped by Yu Wenguang and fell to the ground on the horse's back, but no one picked him up or helped him.

Then his hood was pulled away, and the faint sunlight was a little dazzling to him, and Qingqiu turned his head to adjust to the contrast between light and darkness.

When he gradually regained his sight, he saw the narrow stone road in front of him, the steep and treacherous terrain around him, and the huge jagged mountains on the distant horizon, and suddenly realized that all hope in his heart had vanished, and the cavalry of the old brother would never come again.

"This is not the way to the North Underworld," he looked at Murong Ke with accusatory eyes, and said in a lost voice, "This is the road to the east, you said you were going to take me to the North Underworld." ”

Murong Ke looked at him with a shallow smile, "Well, that's right, I lied to you." ”

"You said it in front of so many people, you, you, how could you deceive such a poor disabled person as me. "Qingqiu is sick and indignant.

"Haha, then I'll lie to all of you, ugly ghost, are you not convinced?" Murong Ke spoke, trying to maintain her demeanor, but she enjoyed Qingqiu's sick expression at this time, which was even happier than killing him directly.

"I really didn't expect that even a woman as beautiful and of such status as you would lie in public," Qingqiu rolled his eyes at Murong Ke, "The Seven Kingdoms are really hopeless." ”

"I don't know if the Seven Kingdoms will be saved, you must be helpless," Murong Ke straightened his rain-soaked clothes, "Presumably your family army will go all the way north along the pipeline of the Northern Underworld, I wish them a smooth journey, but I bet they won't chase you to the ice and snow." ”

Qingqiu was speechless for a while, to the point of annoyance.

Looking back on his sad half of his life, apart from a normal head, God gave him other things that were simply unsightly.

He also used to read day and night, and his cleverness and wisdom were almost his only pride, but he didn't expect that this damn Wanghai City woman was so high, and he didn't know through every move he made, which was even more unacceptable than letting him die.

The group of five of them stopped for a short rest and hurried on the road.

This time they actually gave him a favor and did not put a hood on him again, and after two days they loosened the rope that bound his hands, and no one wanted to serve him to and eat, and after another two days, Yuwenguang and the big soldiers disdained to take care of him.

They didn't seem to be afraid of him running away, the four of them talked and laughed and rode in front, Qingqiu was sick and followed closely behind, his legs were disabled and it was inconvenient to ride a horse, so he had to bend over and pout his butt and hug the horse's neck, which was a difficult posture, which made his back ache and legs.

He really wanted to turn his horse's head and run away quietly, but he quickly cut it off.

This may be what Murong Ke, the old witch, is looking forward to, she will catch him back like a cat and play with him, and then tease him well.

He has already suffered a lot and cannot afford to take this risk again.

The key is the road in front of you, the terrain is treacherous, and the so-called avenue below the road is nothing more than a stone path.

Not to mention his disabled body, if he wants to ride a horse and gallop in this kind of place, he will only fall into the cliff, if this is the case, Murong Ke will take revenge, but he can't settle the account on her.

This is a dangerous road, and the so-called danger does not refer to the mountainous terrain here, but this road is often haunted by strong people, and it is necessary to know this if you are sick.

"Venerable Madam, this is the way to Jinwu City," Qingqiu shouted from behind, "Are you going to take me there?"

"What, you two have a good relationship," Murong Ke didn't look back, and replied to the mountains and forests in front of him.

"Although he doesn't have any friendship, I don't think he will go to the point of slaughtering me to curry favor with the Buyang family. "Qingqiu was sick and leaned on his horse, and the horse jolted just now, almost tilting him off the horse.

"Wait and see, you'll know where you're going. Murong Ke didn't bother to pay attention to him.

After more than ten days of continuous travel, if you continue to move forward, you will enter the territory of Jinwu City.

The four dismounted and gathered by a stream not far from the hillside, where the horses had drunk the icy spring and were nibbling on the brown weeds that grew from the cracks in the rocks. The singing boy also wilted a few times, lost his passion for singing, and Yuwen Guang was serving his master to drink water.

"Mrs. Buyang, we need to rest," Qingqiu walked forward with a black cane, and the big soldier looked at him vigilantly with the appearance of a tough guy.

"Madam, this lame man is right," the young man sang with a strange yin and yang, and his white face was covered with dust, "I can't walk either." ”

"If we are caught up by the people of the Qingqiu family, I'm afraid it will be too late to leave. Murong Ke reminded them. He has endured the wind and rain in recent months, and his face is haggard, but his determination is undiminished.

"It can't be here. Qingqiu said that he was sick.

"Ugly ghost, Madame didn't ask for your opinion. The big soldier rebuked him.

Just by looking at his appearance, Qingqiu is sick, you can know that his IQ is completely inversely proportional to his physique, and it is completely self-inflicted to contradict this kind of idiot.

"Let him speak. Murong Ke ordered.

Qingqiu felt tired standing and found a stone to sit down. "The current pursuers have been led to the North Underworld by your lie, and they will be intercepted in the North Lookout Canyon...... Of course, this is assuming that there are pursuers, but in fact I really don't know if they will make a big move for my sake. ”

This is not entirely a lie, Murong Ke has a general understanding of the personnel relationship of the Qingqiu family, but although Qingqiu's spiritual power can ignore the life and death of his crippled son, it may not allow the family's honor to be damaged.

"Venerable Madam, I believe that there will be no pursuers before you reach your destination, but I don't know if I can hold on to your destination," Qingqiu raised his arms to Murong Ke to show himself, "You have also seen it, I am not tall, my legs and feet are crippled, I don't know how long I can last such a long journey." ”

"Qingqiu is sick, you know, I don't care how long you can last, it's better to be as short as possible. Murong Ke said.

"I really don't understand, why do you bother so much, you just need to look at you, this tall subordinate will send me on my way immediately. He looked at the big man of the Ouyang family, that guy had a foolish look.

"The Buyang family will not take advantage of people's danger. ”

"I won't, I'll tell you again, your son's affairs have nothing to do with me. ”

"You want to say that this is not your dagger?" Murong Ke took out the sharp blade from Gan Tiesheng's hand and dangled it on the tip of Qingqiu's diseased nose.

"This ......" Qingqiu said sickly.

"Say, what about your clever tongue?" Murong Ke's words were tight.

Even though the wise and wise Qingqiu was sick, he couldn't explain the dagger.

This dagger was obtained by him from a little trick in Bai Jingting's hands, but he was almost useless, his body was not suitable for fighting, and he gave it to his brother Qingqiu Youyong.

Qingqiu Youyong couldn't put down this dagger from Gan Tiesheng's hand.

But now Qingqiu is sick and can't use a dagger to make a big cross on his brother's handsome face.

This idiot is better than using this dagger to send someone to assassinate and get a kitchen knife, who can't provoke this idiot, why did he and the Buyang family ignite such a big hatred.

This makes Qingqiu sick, how to explain it to Murong Ke?

Betraying your brother? Oh God, is there still a sense of family honor in that way.

What's more, even if he says his brother, I'm afraid this can't alleviate Murong Ke's peak anger, and it just proves that he has a low personality.

As for the panic of throwing a dagger and being lost, forget it, this angry woman is not so easy to deceive.

"Bai Jingting told you, right?" Qingqiu asked sickly.

"You don't care who told me what to do, I caught the murderer anyway. ”

"Then you don't want to think about why he's telling you this?"

"Why? He is my father's adopted son, my nominal brother, why didn't he tell me. Murong Ke looked at Qingqiu's illness with disdain and was unable to defend himself, "Do you think you can do it by provoking?"

"Nominal brother, he also told me that you had a romantic history eighteen years ago, saying that he broke your virginity. Qingqiu looked at Murong Ke and said, "Do you want to hear the details?"

"What nonsense!" Murong Ke said angrily.

"Madame, nod your head, and I'll cut out this boy's tongue. At the thought of cutting his tongue, the bull's eyes of the big soldier widened with excitement.

Murong Ke glared at him with a cold look that Qingqiu had never seen before.

"Bai Jingting has loved me, although his love is a mistake for both of us, but it is a true, pure and flawless love of a child, not for you to find fun. ”

"Madam, you are really hopeless, maybe Bai Jingting still had such a peak of true love in it eighteen years ago, and now, he is the head of the royal internal guard, he will not run to you for no reason, he has ulterior motives at all times. ”

"Hmph, you don't have any intentions. Murong Ke was ready to get on the horse and set off.

"There are cavalry!"

Screams came from the desolate ridge above. Before resting, Yu Wenguang climbed up and stood guard.

For a while, everyone was completely flustered. Murong Ke was the first to act, "Big man, get on the horse and prepare to fight, singing, you are responsible for guarding the prisoners." ”

"Madam, I need a weapon, the person who comes may not be the cavalry of the Qingqiu family, it is likely to be a bandit," Qingqiu jumped up sickly, "If I can participate in the battle, you will get the strength of two people." Obviously, he counted the young people who sang as well.

There is no doubt that he can see that Murong Ke was moved at this life-and-death juncture, bandits don't matter which great family you come from, whether it is the Buyang family or the Qingqiu family, they are as merciless as killing each other. "They may let you go, because you can go and be the Lady of the Villages. ”

"It's close. Yu Wenguang shouted above, "There are no flags, not regular troops, there are about a dozen." ”

The big soldier of the Ouyang family got on his horse with a roar, and Yu Wenguang also raised his sword in his hand.

"Madame, you have no choice," the situation is urgent, and he has scarcely time to explain, "your decision will matter the life and death of all. ”

"Promise me you won't play tricks. ”

"Well, I promise, if you believe me, I swear in the name of the Qingqiu family. ”

"Give him weapons. Murong Ke dropped a sentence and dodged to prepare for battle.

Yu Wenguang threw him an axe.

"I haven't used an axe. "The weapon felt weird and strange in the hand, it had a short grip and sharp spikes at the tip.

"It's not that hard, it's no different from chopping wood. After Yu Wenguang finished speaking, he waved his sword and followed Murong Ke.

The young man who sang was surprised that Qingqiu was ill, and he brandished a wooden stick, apparently with two hits.

After a heartbeat interval, the enemy rushed on horseback.

There were no flags, no heralds, no horns, and no war drums, but a savage battle in this remote mountain.

I only heard the bowstring rattling when Yu Wenguang and the big soldiers released their arrows, and in the blink of an eye, the bandits' iron-hoofed prancing horses came forward with a bang.

They were all dark-skinned, lean-bodied, dressed in hard leather and ill-fitting armor, and armed with all sorts of weapons, scarred swords, spears, sharpened scythes, maces, daggers, and hammers, and the scene was instantly chaotic.

"Long live the Seven Kingdoms!" All of them, including those who were singing, rushed forward howling, and Murong Ke brandished his long sword to take the lead in the fight.

Qingqiu was sick and suddenly had an impulsive thought, wanting to jump up and shout "Long live the Qingqiu family", but he quickly dispelled this crazy thought, and squatted even lower.

He heard the frightened horses and the sound of metal clashing. The big soldier was really good at fighting, and he had already chopped three to death. Yu Wenguang grappled with a guy and ended up slicing the guy's face with a sword. The singers also waved the wooden sticks in the sound of the mountain, and wandered in the scene of fierce fighting.

As twilight approached, the battlefield was in chaos. The sunset was full of shouts and screams, the air was filled with blood, and the mountains and forests were chaotic.

Qingqiu was ill and still walked on the edge of the battlefield with an axe, shuttling between the rocks. He found a bandit who had fallen wounded, and bravely put an end to the poor fellow's suffering, snatching his helmet and putting it on.

The helmet was tight, but comfort was not important at this time, Yuwen Guangzheng was fighting with the enemy in front of him, Qingqiu was sick and mixed with the body of the big soldier, this guy had died in battle, and almost died with the two bandits, at this time, he heard the screams of the woman.

Murong Ke was being forced to the edge of the mountain wall by two obscene guys, her injured gesture was holding a dagger in a strange posture, but she had no way out.

Hey, what should I do, maybe it's a good thing for this woman to die, although I thought so, but Qingqiu was sick and quietly rushed forward.

Like chopping wood, Aooka thought quietly as he struck a man in the back of his knee when the other party found him, and the heavy blade of the axe split flesh and bones as if it were nothing more than rotten wood.

The second person found that he was attacking him, Qingqiu was sick and dodged his sword, swung his axe, the man took a step back, and as a result, Murong Ke, who rushed up from behind, stabbed him in the back with a dagger.

Qingqiu was surrounded by illness, and the few remaining enemies quietly disappeared into the mountain forest, and the battle was over.

Everywhere there were dying horses and wounded men, screaming and groaning, and surprisingly he himself was unharmed, and he let go of his fingers, and the axe fell to the ground heavily, and he found his hands covered in blood.

"Madame, wherever you want to take me, I beg you to hurry up, and there is much better place than here. Qingqiu said sadly.

"You saved me, but don't expect me to let you go. Murong Ke said.

"Madam, whatever you like, I have suffered too many grievances in my life, and I never care about the little bit you give. ”