Through the extremely small gap in the sack, Qiao Xu could see two people with shovels, digging a pit, almost finished. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info even so, he still cut it one by one, because he didn't know what to do other than this.

Qiao Xu was afraid that he would die here, and no one would know about it. His elder brother Qiao Mobai at least died to save the prince of a country, and died for the loyalty of the monarch - what about him, he died at the hands of bandits, he didn't have time to resist, he died a nest and was incompetent.

If he dies like this, he will definitely make the world laugh, make his parents and sisters grieve for a lifetime, and no one will be proud of him - no one even knows how he died, only that the Qiao family is stunned, and when they go out, they can't see anyone alive or dead.

He can't die here.

His fingers hurt slightly, because he held it too tightly, the knife stuck in his fingers, and he felt a hot current flow down his fingers, ten fingers connected to his heart, and soon the pain spread.

Qiao Xu gritted his teeth, sweat mixed with blood, and his hands became even more slippery.

The two people digging the pit stopped panting, and one of them said: "Okay, okay, it's deep enough, I guarantee that I can't climb out even if I become a ghost......"

The two threw the shovel and walked towards the sack, Qiao Xu clenched his teeth, and suddenly with a force, the knife almost stuck into the bones of his fingers, and finally the rope broke.

He quickly broke free from the rope, and the whole sack rolled over, and the people outside wondered: "Hey, the man is awake, bring the shovel and give it to his head!" ”

When Qiao Xu heard this, his heart was about to jump out, the mouth of the bag was tightly tied, and he immediately used a knife to poke the bag.

The light came in from the outside through the broken opening, the sweat flowed down his head, and there was a blurry mist in front of him, Qiao Xu raised his sore hand and wiped his face, his heart was beating like a drum in his ears, and he couldn't hear the sound from afar.

Just a force, he tore open his pocket with his bare hands, the instinct to survive made Qiao Xu no longer feel fear and pain, he lay on the ground and kicked at the person who was walking towards him, and then pounced on the body that pressed the person, raised the knife in his hand high, and stabbed it in his neck, once, again, again......

He couldn't hear the sound of horses' hooves or arrows breaking through the air, nor could he see the light of the approaching torches, as if his body was just acting instinctively.

-- Either someone else dies, or he dies.

He pierced for a long time, the blunt object entered the flesh, cut the blood vessels, and the eyes of the dead man were wide-opened, and the eyes were full of fear, and the bandit's hand first pinched Qiao Xu's neck and wanted to struggle, and then slowly stopped struggling.

The blood spread out, Qiao Xu finally felt that the person he was holding on to was lifeless, the blood on his hands was viscous, the smell of blood was strong, he gasped, suddenly felt dizzy, his body began to tremble, and he didn't know if he was afraid or hungry......

- He hadn't drunk or eaten for a day or a night, and he hadn't closed his eyes and rested.

"Xu'er." Suddenly, he heard a whisper, almost a visual hallucination. He turned his head suddenly, and his grandfather, Qiao Guocheng, was standing not far away.

Behind Qiao Guogong was a forest of torches and war horses, and at his feet lay the body of another bandit, an arrow piercing the throat.

- Qiao Xu felt that all this was almost like a dream, they appeared here and came to save him, he looked at them blankly, and muttered, "Am I dreaming, or are I dead?" ”

Qiao Guogong frowned and stepped forward, looked at Qiao Xu, who was embarrassed and his face was splashed with blood, and lowered his voice: "Xu'er, grandpa is here, it's okay." ”

Qiao Xu stood up tremblingly, almost kneeling on the ground, Qiao Guogong stepped forward and hugged him, Qiao Xu threw himself into his arms, then sobbed slowly, and finally cried, his voice hoarse from thirst.

The Jedi was reborn, and they came to his rescue.

Qiao Guogong patted him at once: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Qiao Da looked at the bandit whose neck was about to be pierced, and sighed deeply, it was the first time that the little young master had killed someone.

-- Some people grow up as if they were confronted with this cruel world overnight.

An Ning opened her eyes, she was lying on a gorgeous bed, the whole room was like a woman's boudoir, the decoration was very gorgeous, the air was filled with a sweet fragrance, the fire was burning in the corner, it was very warm, she was covered with a warm quilt, and she stepped on the soup woman's feet, and the whole person was warm.

Outside the window, the sky was still gray and hazy, and the eastern sky was white, and she actually slept all night.

Here, it's not the northern suburbs anymore.

She sat up and pushed the quilt away, her clothes were not taken off, and she had slept all night and was crumpled and could no longer wear them.

But the shoes were taken off and placed neatly on the steps of the bed.

It was hard for An Ning to imagine that Yang Zheming would be careful enough to help her take off her shoes, and he was not the kind of person who would grovel to do such a thing.

Just stunned, a beautiful woman walked in with her clothes in her hands, she saw An Ning wake up, she seemed to be surprised, and came forward with her clothes in her arms: "The prince said that you are also about to wake up, let me bring you the clothes." An Ning's eyes fell on the woman, she wore heavy makeup, and her appearance was very bewitching, especially her makeup, which was very gorgeous, and there was a lotus flower in the corner of her eye.

Her dress is also very explicit, and her shoulders are half exposed, which is seductive.

Yang Zheming's concubine raised outside? It doesn't look like his taste, and the woman looks like the kind of woman who specializes in seducing men......

Thinking of this, An Ning reacted - she was a woman in the Qinglou.

Seeing that An Ning didn't speak, the woman explained: "This dress is newly made according to the girl's size, no one has worn it, and last night the prince also hugged the young lady to bed, but now I can't find anyone else who can take care of the girl, so I ask the young lady to ...... it."

An Ning breathed a sigh of relief, she was naturally reluctant to wear the clothes that others had worn, and she was even more reluctant for the Qinglou woman to serve her to change her clothes, she stretched out her hand and took the clothes: "You go out." ”

Jiaoyue was slightly stunned, although the tone of this little girl was not annoyed, but there was a tone of non-anger and self-authority, as if they were not even as good as her subordinates, with arrogance and arrogance.

She remembered that when the prince ordered the black eagle to buy clothes, he also made it clear that Linglong Fang would rush to make it overnight, that kind of brocade cloth was very precious, it was a tribute to the palace, and there was an early breakfast for the little girl, which was also specially sent by the prince to his own mansion to make it.

It seems that the little girl has a very noble status, and she can't wear ordinary people's things.

Jiaoyue bit her lip slightly, does the master have thoughts about that little girl, so he will take care of it like this, will it be the future princess?

If Yang Zheming knew Jiaoyue's thoughts, he would only laugh it off. Compared to the Imperial Palace, the current conditions can only be regarded as simple, and he only wants to do things satisfactorily at the beginning. And this thought, a person with the status of Kyaukyue, will never be able to understand. (To be continued.) )