After a few rounds, there was no water tank in the house, only a wine jar, and there was half a tank of wine in it. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

Duan He was stunned for a moment, looked at Ling Li, who had been screaming and thirsty, and didn't care about anything, picked up the wine, and drank it for Ling Li.

After swallowing a few sips of wine, Ling Li's confused expression calmed down, his eyes closed, and he fell asleep again.

Duan He went up and hugged Ling Li, closed the door, and sat on the bed. It was windy outside this night, and Duan He didn't have much choice, so he could only stay for one night again.

Ling Li slept, and Duan He was not so anxious, and he could carefully and massively large quantities of this small room.

By candlelight, the room was dim. As you can see, there is not much furnishings in the room, except for this bed.

Looking at it, Duan He smelled the smell of wine.

This wine is very fragrant, Duan He doesn't like to drink, and he feels a little when he smells this wine. This wine is definitely not something that ordinary people can afford, this person lives in such a dilapidated house, and actually drinks such a good wine.

"I guess, another good drinker." Duan He thought secretly.

After a moment of silence, the danger was gone. Duan He gently put Ling Li on the bed and walked out with his sword.

There was also a dead body lying in the doorway, and for some reason, this man heard his knock on the door and was about to kill him. Duan He opened the door and stepped forward to see the man's face. The face of an ordinary man with a large knife in his hand. Looking at the figure, he should be a martial arts practitioner, but unfortunately he can't get home in kung fu, and he can't even fight with Duan He.

"It's a pity, I don't want to kill you, I just want to beg for a drink, why do I have to hurt my own life." Duan He let out a long sigh and dragged the man out.

The dead body couldn't be left at the door, and Duan He didn't worry about leaving Ling Li alone in the hut. dragged the corpse and ran a few steps in a row, hurriedly covering it.

The snow outside has not yet melted completely, so it is buried like this, and you can take shelter for a while. Duan He didn't expect to stay for a long time, and early tomorrow morning, he would leave here with Ling Li.

Hurriedly getting it done, looking at the neat clothes, Duan He's mind became complicated again.

I've already been a thief once, and now it's okay to do it again.

He touched the corpse's body up and down with his hands, and found a lot of scattered silver taels, a letter, and a piece of jade.

Duan He took it all in his hand, bowed to the corpse, and hurried back to the house.

In the room, Ling Li was lying there, just finished drinking, and the thirst in his throat did not stop much, but he drank the wine, and it was difficult to wake up from a drowsy sleep.

When Duan He came back, he not only brought the silver taels of the corpse, but also brought back a lot of snow. In a hurry just now, Duan He forgot about these things. Finding a small bowl, Duan He put the snow inside. With a gentle push with internal force, a bowl of snow turned into a bowl of water.

That's good for this bowl of water, Duan He was afraid that Ling Li would wake up and ask for water to drink, so he prepared more. After being busy for a while, Duan He was able to rest and look at what he had just taken.

I just got it, and it's a lot of silver. This made Duan He even more suspicious of this person's identity, living in such a house, and still having so many silver taels on his body.

Duan He picked up the piece of jade and looked at it, Duan He didn't understand the color of the jade, he only felt that this piece of jade was good. After a few glances, it always feels familiar.

He picked up the letter again, opened it, and saw that it was only an empty envelope. It seems that the letter has no idea where it was placed, only the envelope is still on his body, Duan He felt strange about being rich, and put the envelope on his body as well.

All night, Ling Li didn't wake up. Seeing that the sky was bright outside, Duan He dared to do a lot more. He pushed open the door and went out, and took off his horse the gourd jug that the groom had used. It was only after dawn that Duan He saw clearly that there was a trace of blood on the gourd.

I don't know what happened last night, but I was separated from them again this time.

Picking up the wine jug, Duan He cut off a piece of the spout of the wine jug, rinsed the wine jug again, and filled it with the snow water that he had turned into with internal force. After finishing this, Duan He picked up Ling Li.

It was cold outside, especially in the bitterly cold morning, and the cold came in bursts, and it was definitely not something that a wounded woman could resist. Duan He looked at Ling Li's thin clothes and rummaged around the room.

There was nothing in the room, but this bed and a few quilts. Regardless of anything else, Duan He picked up Ling Li, tore the cup open with a sword, and wrapped Ling Li around his body.

"Ling Li, we're leaving." Duan He whispered in Ling Li's ear.

Ling Li seemed to hear it, an extremely subtle response, so subtle that even Duan He didn't feel it.

Holding the woman in his arms, he walked out of the room, and the horse shivered all night in the cold outside. Duan He dismantled the pillow made of cotton and gave it to the horse to eat, which was counted as food. Get on the horse and run out.

He didn't know where to go, and now he had to find a populated place first.

Looking over, all around was a miserable whiteness. The most populated place is the other party that Chu Xiao prepared for himself.

Duan He hesitated for a long time, ready to go back and take a look.

The footprints of the horse on the ground were blown by the wind, and the old horse knew the way, and the horse could still find its way back. Duan He didn't expect that he would go back.

Ride your horse and go the way back. Duan He, who was on the horse, thought about what had happened last night, and his horse was so disturbed that he was able to escape. If you come to find your outlaws, you will never let the horse live. As the saying goes, killing people first kills horses, and the horses in the carriage can survive. Whoever it was, it was a group of people who rarely killed people on a daily basis.

I have traveled for an hour, and I have not yet reached the place. Last night the horses ran wildly to get here. In addition, even horses have to find a place to go, so it is slow. After doing this for a while, Duan He was drowsy, and suddenly saw a few people coming from the opposite side.

Among those people, there was only one person he was somewhat familiar with, and that was Zhang Zeqing.

"Duan He! You're here! But I'm dead! Zhang Zeqing shouted and rode over.

Duan He hurriedly caught up, he didn't know life and death after seeing each other all night, even if the relationship between the two was not too good, there was a feeling of bitterness.

"What happened last night? What about them? Seeing Zhang Zeqing, Duan He suddenly thought of Ju Siliang.

"Halfway through last night, we ran into a couple of robbers, and we were all swept away. By the time I came out of the crowd, the palanquins of Ju Siliang and Confucian were gone, and they had not yet been found. Zhang Zeqing replied.

Duan He's face was a little unsightly, and he was more remorseful. It should be a group of thieves, not some masters. If he got out of the car last night, he would definitely be able to protect Ju Siliang.

"Let's go back first, Chu Ye was injured last night, and he is still waiting for everyone's news at this time." Zhang Zeqing said.

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