What is the situation?

The soldiers looked at Qin Siyu, who was unharmed, and then looked at Zheng Zongbing, who rolled to the side, his eyes were wide open, and his eyeballs were about to fall out.

This, how is that possible.

They couldn't believe what they saw in front of them, Zheng Zongbing was the strongest in the barracks, the most accurate, and the prey he fancied had never missed. A soldier who attacked the small country of Hetang even witnessed General Zheng pierce the heart of General Hetang who fled with a bloody BMW with a sword, which was fast and accurate, just in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Zongbing's handsome face was stained with gray soil, and his chest was getting more and more painful, and he knew that this internal injury was not light.

Sweeping the disbelief in the eyes of the soldiers, no one saw him being sneak attacked, Zheng Zongbing looked around, and there was no suspicious person, who was the one who attacked him?

That person's martial arts were above him, just like Qin Siyu's principle that he couldn't move when he was frozen by his sword qi, he was about to stab Qin Siyu's chest, and the time was frozen at that moment, he couldn't move at all, only the pain in his chest, and the wind force that passed by Qin Siyu told him that he was sneak attacked by a master with strong internal strength. The opponent only used a small stone to change the direction of his attack, and the speed was so fast that no one could detect it at all.

Qin Siyu didn't ignore the strong murderous aura that leaked between Zheng Zongbing's raised eyes, and looked at him in that direction, for some reason, she remembered the man who didn't pull out his sword to help when he saw the road just now, she always felt that his eyes when he left were a little indescribably weird, as if he knew her and was quite interested in her.

The soldier who was trying to persuade Qin Siyu with the Huairou policy just now had already helped Zheng Zongbing up, Zheng Zongbing put one hand on the soldier's shoulder, and most of his body leaned on him. The soldier was very puzzled at first, touching the bloodshot from the corner of Zheng Zongbing's mouth, and he was frightened: "Chief soldier, the corner of your mouth." ”

Zheng Zongbing wiped off the blood indifferently, wiped it over and over again, and finally let it go with his own devices, and didn't bother to wipe it.

hurt his body, hurt his dignity. How can this revenge not be avenged, although I don't know who the other party is, but isn't there still an incentive here?

The thin bloodshot lips pulled out a weird smile, dragging his handsome face, like that poisonous mandala, he looked sideways at Qin Siyu, and there was a different love in his eyes.

This time, Qin Siyu was the one he looked at hairy.

She would rather he treat her like a dead person than as she is now, as if she were the piece of meat he wanted to catch animals.

"Capture her alive."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Zongbing coughed a few times, the rank of the soldier who was holding him should not be low, under his command, the rest of the soldiers also came to their senses and continued the task just now, only this time, they were more cautious.

There is a passable path ahead, and as long as there is a gap, you can break through. With five or six soldiers guarding in front, it was difficult to rush through, and if there were only two, she still had a way.

"Get out of here, get out of here."

"Long eyes, this is our Master Xiong, dare to block our Master Xiong's way, come and kill one by one."

When the onlookers heard this, they fled in fear and made way for a large road.

Qin Siyu stared at the group of people who looked like martial arts people not far away, and they rushed over in a rage and quarreled with the soldiers.

"The soldiers are doing things, you can't interfere."

"Who wants to meddle, did you buy the road, we have to pass." He saw that the figure had long since disappeared, and he was shocked, he couldn't catch anyone, how could they explain to the big boss who left Beijing. Thinking of the fierceness of the big boss, he didn't have a good face for the group of soldiers in front of him who blocked their way. In the name of the big boss, in the Shang country, they really didn't fear anyone.

"Don't go any further, or don't blame me for taking you to jail."

"Phew, I'm not afraid."

The scene was a little chaotic, Qin Siyu was overjoyed in his heart, and a trace of cunning flashed in his smart eyes.

Originally, it was just a scene of pushing and bumping, and there was no actual action, but suddenly a person shouted: "Someone pulls with his hands." ”

Subsequently, the sword and sword shadows kept playing.

There were too many people rushing over, and a lot of soldiers were separated, Qin Siyu saw that she had been paying attention to the only two people on that side, and when no one noticed her, her little hand snatched the rope holding the horse, and slapped the horse's buttocks fiercely, the horse was stimulated and ran forward with a squeak.

Qin Siyu has only seen people setting up carriages on TV, and her concept is to shout "rack", and then the horses can take people to their destination safely. Why is imagination beautiful, but reality is cruel. The horses were stimulated too much, and the speed was extremely fast, which was no longer something that the rope could control, and the carriage was carried to the ground, and Li Daniu had already been thrown out thousands of miles away.

Holding on to the rope and stabilizing her body, she didn't care about the flesh and blood of her hands, and when she turned her head, the carriage gradually threw away the soldiers behind her.

Having been able to escape, she was once again caught in a difficult situation, how did she stop the carriage and control it? Sorry, I didn't learn this college tutorial, jump out of the car? No, according to her eyes, the speed of a horse in a state of madness should be fifty, and if it falls, it will either kill or be injured, she has the courage, and besides, she has to take Jin'er with her.

Jin'er?

At this moment, Qin Siyu thought that Jin'er had been staying in the carriage and had never appeared. According to Jin'er's character as a protector, she had something to do just now, and Jin'er would not stay in the carriage so obediently.

Qin Siyu had a bad premonition in her heart, and let go of the rope in her hand, anyway, this horse didn't need her to control it at all. When the curtain was lifted, what caught my eye was Jin'er with her eyes closed and fainted.

"Jin'er, Jin'er, wake up." Qin Siyu put her index finger on the tip of Jin'er's nose, felt her slow and orderly breathing, and her heart relaxed, fortunately, there was breathing.

No matter how Qin Siyu shook, how she shouted, and pressed her hard, Jin'er still didn't react at all, and continued to fall into a deep sleep.

This time, she regretted not taking Hua Jin out, otherwise with Hua Jin's medical skills, she would be fine if she gave Jin'er a few stitches.

That's right, Hua Jin. There were people capturing her everywhere outside, and the safest place for her was the Zhaowang Mansion.

In King Zhao's mansion, they wanted to deal with her, and they also had to take into account the name of Princess Zhao, but when they walked outside, they didn't know who she was, and if they slandered her as a spy, they could stab her to death.

It's really ironic that the original owner has been married to Shang for ten years, and few people know the appearance of Princess Zhao. It seems that she needs to do something to let the entire Shang Kingdom know her, Qin Siyu, Princess Zhao of the Shang Kingdom.

The carriage stumbled, it was very rushing, the horses were already crazy, and they would not avoid the houses when they walked into the alley, and with a banging sound, Qin Siyu fell to the back with Jin'er in his arms, and rested on his head.

After settling Jin'er, Qin Siyu opened the curtain again, and she looked around seriously, looking for someone who could help.

With a glance of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of a dark blue figure in the tree, and she felt a little familiar.