Chapter 476, Never Give Up
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King Qi locked his gaze tightly on Qi Qing'er, and said in a deep voice: "Is what he said true, is it your common wish?" ”
Qi Qing'er had no way to answer.
In front of and behind her were people she didn't want to hurt. But after thinking about it, King Qi hurt Yan Song at any cost, but Yan Song never hurt King Qi. At this moment, Qi Qing'er has an incomprehensible hatred for King Qi, hating why he is always ruthless.
Faced with King Qi's question, she couldn't answer.
Tilt your face to the side again.
Yan Song said: "Why does Your Highness have to force each other so hard? ”
King Qi didn't seem to hear Yan Song's words, he looked at Qi Qing'er's lips trembling. He was thinking about how she suddenly changed her mind and wanted to travel with Yan Song. He kept silently thinking in his heart, can he lose her, and after losing her, can he go on the next road?
The answer is, he can't.
"Zhen Shi!" He called.
Zhen Shi stepped forward and asked what he commanded.
King Qi turned his gaze to Yan Song, but the words were for Zhen Shi, "You can go to the patrol camp and transfer five thousand guards, and no one in the county lord's mansion will want to take half a step." If there is a violator, there will be no mercy! ”
Zhen Shi looked at King Qi questioningly.
Chu Qinge and Zhu Wan held their breath.
Yan Song felt that his chest was pressed by a boulder, and he couldn't breathe.
Qi Qing'er looked directly at King Qi.
She looked at him, silent, silent confrontation.
Those stubborn and firm eyes seemed to say: Even if you have thousands of soldiers, you can't stop me from leaving.
King Qi took a sharp breath, half turned his back to the sky, and poured back the tears that were about to flow. Then he was very firm to Zhen Shi and said, "Go quickly!" ”
Zhen Shi no longer hesitated and rushed to the patrol camp.
Yan Song quickly turned to look at Qi Qing'er and said, "Do you believe me?" ”
He was asking her if she believed that he could lead him out of the siege and leave the capital completely.
Qi Qing'er felt like a big ball of cotton in her throat, she had believed in Yan Song from the beginning, and she also believed that he had the ability to break out of the encirclement, but he must be covered in bruises. She looked at Yan Song and didn't speak for a long time.
Yan Song took her silence as an affirmation.
Reaching out and putting his arm around her shoulder, he drew the soft sword he carried with him and prepared to start a fight.
The guards are ready for war.
Zhu Wan, Chu Qinge and others also drew their swords one after another.
King Qi shook his feet, and his whole heart was tied to Qi Qing'er, for fear that Yan Song would accidentally hurt Qi Qing'er, because he said: "Don't hurt the county lord!" ”
As soon as these words fell, everyone rushed up.
Although Yan Song was weak, because of King Qi's words, everyone did not attack with all their strength, which left room for Yan Song to escape.
At this time, the sun was gradually setting in the west.
The sound of swords in the county lord's mansion came and went.
Soon, King Qi, who was nervous and cautious, failed to lock Yan Song and Qi Qing'er in the mansion. And Yan Song had already taken Qi Qing'er out of the gate of the county lord's mansion.
King Qi glanced around.
It was nearly ten o'clock in the evening, and there were still many passers-by on the street.
There were many citizens who gathered around the gate of the county lord's mansion, and they all looked at Qi Qing'er, who had exhausted half of his physical strength in Yan Song's hands, with very strange eyes. Someone silently recited: A woman who is really a water-based poplar is about to marry into King Qi's mansion, why did she hook up with someone else? Someone else whispered: "Isn't this King Qi?" Could it be that the county lord eloped with someone else so that King Qi could see it? ”
The citizens were shocked by the scene in front of them.
Therefore, only a few people pointed at Qi Qing'er.
But this subtle action has long been in the eyes of King Qi. He was so nervous at the moment, and he couldn't let her hear such gossip.
Because he commanded his subordinates to retreat as advance, and to leave this land of tongue first.
After Zhen Huanshi got the order, she took Zhu Wan, Chu Qinge and others to retreat little by little, and Yan Song took the opportunity to try to find out the flaw.
King Qi also retreated, he paid attention to Qi Qing'er's every move all the time, and every time he saw Qi Qing'er turn his face to the citizens, his heart ached.
Instead, everyone retreated to a quiet street.
Even during the day, there are almost no people here.
King Qi raised his hand and commanded Zhen Shi: "Surrounded by many people, you must not let Yan Song take away the county lord!" ”
Once again, the scene was scorching.
Yan Song resisted desperately, but Qi Qing'er, who had been guarding her side, appeared unconscious, and she had reached her limit all the way out of the house, even if she took the pill given by Yan Song before, her body couldn't withstand such a toss.
King Qi couldn't stand it, drew his sword and rushed into the crowd.
Seeing that it was King Qi coming, the Jingwei put their swords in front of their chests and took two steps back, giving way to an open space in the middle.
Yan Song's black hair was a little scattered, he held Qi Qing'er with one hand and glared at King Qi.
"Stay with the county lord, maybe there will be a chance for you to fly away." King Qi was cold, but his eyes when he looked at Qi Qing'er were extremely distressed and anxious.
Yan Song sneered three times and said, "Do you love her?" King Qi? It has been more than three hours since the order to surround the county lord's mansion, and you know Qing'er's body that she can't support it after more than an hour of trouble, but you have been struggling with each other, and you don't care if she can hold it or not. King Qi ....... What you love is only your power, the power to call the wind and rain, there is no love at all! ”
King Qi listened to him quietly.
During this period, he has been thinking about how to shoot without hurting Qi Qing'er, and how to shoot to take Qi Qing'er from Yan Song's hands as quickly as possible.
Yan Song was right in some words.
Qi Qing'er's body couldn't hold up.
"In the dogma of this king, love is to never give up, that is, to persist in struggling to the end, this king will not give up!" King Qi faced the cold wind, his thin lips were slightly purple, and his cheeks were cold and red.
Qi Qing'er's upper body was paralyzed under Yan Song's arms.
She raised her head slightly, as if because of King Qi's words.
Never give up, that is, persist in struggling to the end, and never give up.
Isn't that what she said to herself in exile?
If it weren't for that persistence at that time, how could I have survived to this day.
Thinking of this, she raised her eyes to look at King Qi. Yes, if it weren't for this insistence of King Qi back then, I don't know how many times he would have been crushed by those who were plottering.
Abruptly, she understands King Qi's never-give-up.
He turned his head to look at Yan Song again, it had been more than two hours since he left the county lord's mansion to get here, Yan Song's body had almost no flaws, and his sword did not leave the vital points of others, and he still had a physical strength preserved. This Qi Qing'er was puzzled for a few days. He said before that King Qi hurt him because he was not allowed to go out of the palace to visit her. I remember that Yan Song said that he was seriously injured, and she also saw his wounds, if that was the case, Yan Song would not be where he is today. Such physical strength, not to mention whether he can really use force with others.
Qi Qing'er closed her eyes.
The heart is still clear.
The injuries on Yan Song's body were not caused by King Qi, it is very likely that he injured himself with his own hands, and then pushed the blame on King Qi, in order to provoke the relationship between Qi Qing'er and King Qi.
To separate, you have to centrifuge first.