Yu Qiao looked at Zhou Zhenwei helplessly retreated to the city wall, Ren Mohe Zhu led the cavalry to beat the horse and left, and suddenly felt a little guilty, she had heard enough rumors about this Hun dog these days, and knew how cunning and vicious he was, but she was afraid that it would be even more indefinite to catch him next time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Huns on the left and right sides absentmindedly drove them to their feet and slowly moved towards the city gate.

Yuqiao's eyes were sparkling, and she stared at Zhou Zhenwei happily, seeing that he was also sweeping around this way, he must also be looking for her, but that look never found her.

I couldn't help pursing my lips and feeling a little discouraged, the words I said when I was intimate in the past, I could recognize her when she turned to ashes, and lo and behold, this face was smeared with a layer of cream, and he couldn't recognize it.

When you come to him, you will not spare him easily.

But looking at his stubble again, it seems that he has lost a lot of weight, and his heart hurts again.

Forget it! Being able to reunite as a husband and wife, nothing else matters.

Xiahou Yin secretly looked at Yuqiao, couldn't help frowning, she didn't feel when she knelt, now walking like this, her nine-month-old belly was swollen like a hillside, and no matter how wide her clothes were, the smell of pregnancy on her body could no longer be hidden.

The police felt that he looked around, and he really saw something strange.

But I saw five or six tall and thin men in stone blue cotton robes in the distance, mingling in the crowd, and they were moving their steps, quietly approaching them.

A cold light flashed in Xiahou Yin's eyes, it was a short-handled fast knife hidden deep in the palm of his hand.

He made a decision immediately, and without saying a word, he picked up the jade warp by his waist, and quickly rushed towards the alley next to the Qinhu merchant shop.

The Hun soldiers were stunned for an instant, and they roared twice, but they had no intention of chasing.

He just wanted to get to the city gate early and escape from a few Han people, which didn't matter to him.

"Where are you going to take me? I'm looking for Zhou Lang! Yuqiao was about to cry, angry and anxious, pulling Xiahou Yin's clothes and struggling, the reunion of the husband and wife was close at hand, how could he be taken away by him.

"Don't move, the killer is behind." Xia Houyin took a breath and ran in a cotton robe.

felt that the person in his arms instantly grabbed his neck, obediently did not move, and teased her: "Do you hate me very much, haven't you seen it anyway?" ”

This person has no heart and no lungs, when is it, and he still has the heart to provoke her to be angry.

"Hurry up! Those people are coming. The alley twisted around, and Yuqiao looked behind him, and occasionally turned around, and could catch a glimpse of the flying clothes.

Xia Houyin quickened his pace, and after a while, he saw a low mud house, and the gray wall was painted with white paint with a big word "goods".

It must be the warehouse with a secret passage that Nalan Xi said.

Smash the lock, push the door in, high and low stacked with north and south goods, to the corner of the wall there is a red door, open, see a narrow road, only allow single walks.

There was a ray of light shining in from afar, and the dust and smoke were clouded, as if he (she) was in an obscure mood at the moment.

Yuqiao didn't want him to hug him, so he had to go by himself. Xiahou Yin led the way in front, afraid that she would fall behind, so he held her hand tightly.

Yuqiao earned it, and it was up to him.

His hands are different from Zhou Zhenwei, Zhou Zhenwei has been holding the reins of the sword for a long time, and the palm is thick and rough, with round calluses, which always gives her the strength to be stable and calm.

Xiahou Yin's relationship as the imperial chef also has a callus between the knuckles, but it looks like her brother Chu Yu is pulling her.

"I'll be your brother." Yu Qiao glanced at his slender back, and couldn't help muttering, the physical contact with him these days was more than the etiquette and discipline that he had adhered to from childhood to adulthood.

Xiahou Yin didn't say anything, only pulled her to walk as fast as possible, and after a hundred steps, she walked out of the crossing, which was originally a direct mountain to Dai Town.

Forty or fifty steps further away, there is a mountain cliff, called the Valley of Despair. The saddest place in the border city, the cliff is full of white bones, all of which are infatuated men and women.

Xiahou Yin looked back at Yuqiao, and saw that her forehead was covered with sweat, her face was flushed, and she was standing tiredly with her belly in her hands.

Such a state of Chu Chu is really distressing, I am afraid that if I force her to move forward again, she will be born here.

He was silent, and instantly took it to heart.

"The mountain road is rugged, we are determined to not be able to outrun those martial arts killers, you see that it is the Valley of Despair, but it can be made into a fake situation where you and I can't escape, so we have to jump off the cliff."

As she spoke, she lifted off the mink hat on Yuqiao's head and asked her to take off the hairpin beads.

Yu Qiao also cooperated, watching him take it and scatter it on the ground one after another, hanging his head and contemplating, and took out a string of auspicious cloud pattern Peiyu from his sleeve.

This piece of peiyu is as big as a goose egg and the whole body is snow-white, and it only feels moist and crispy when it is touched in the hand, it is a valuable heirloom of the Zhou family, and the old lady handed it over to her by hand.

The valuable ornaments next to her were all lost in the Quancheng Government Office, but this jade pendant never left her body.

Who would have thought that this piece of Peiyu that killed her in her previous life would save her life in this life!

"I'm afraid that I won't be convinced just by throwing some hairpins and hairpins, if you put this on the edge of the cliff, you will believe it somehow." Yuqiao bit her lip and handed the thing into Xiahou Yin's hands.

"You still keep this!" Xiahou Yin saw her reluctance, and wanted to return her with some hesitation.

"It's okay, Zhou Lang will definitely recover it in the future, he has that ability." Yuqiao waved his hand, turned around and supported his waist, and walked towards the dense woods in the mountain: "Hurry up, they are estimated to have chased after us, let's go to the forest to avoid and then go down the mountain." ”

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Those five or six orthodox shadows, Zhou Zhenwei couldn't be more familiar with them.

Since leaving Yanjing to Quancheng to take up his post, the post house caught fire, and then went to the farmhouse to spend the night, and the black-clothed man visited late at night, and Gu Wu stepped forward to mediate.

He hid in a hidden place, and through the red cage fire, he burned the man in black into his mind.

A killer is a killer, well-trained, ruthless, and full of a serpent-like eerie and cold aura, which is really easy to distinguish with his sensitive sense of martial arts.

Later, these killers suddenly disappeared from his side, and he was busy managing Quancheng, and he no longer took them to heart, which was a fatal negligence committed by him.

After breaking the "gods and ghosts", on the night of the full moon of the fifteenth, when he hugged Qiao'er in the drunken fairy building to admire the moon, he was shocked to realize that he was careless, and they were like ghosts, silently entangled with his body.

"Li Jin will be sealed, Zhang Cheng will go with me!" Zhou Zhenwei shouted in a low voice, and in an instant, he turned over and dismounted, chasing after the figures.

In the valley of despair in late autumn, it was cold and damp, and the cold wind blew around, blowing his fiery heart like frost little by little.

Another killer who had been beheaded by his own sword fell to the ground, and blood beads dripped down the tip of the sword little by little, blooming a red plum in front of his feet.

The only remaining killer stood on the edge of the cliff, he threw the jade pendant in his hand towards Zhou Zhenwei, and sneered: "Mrs. Zhou has died under the cliff, and your life is not long away." ”

After finishing speaking, he turned over and jumped off the cliff, not afraid of death.

Zhang Cheng rushed to the cliff and looked down, but he was reckless and bottomless. Looking closely, a slender withered branch protrudes from the crack of the cliff, and a red brocade handkerchief hangs on it.

Leaned over and stretched out his sword to pick it up, held it in his hand, and walked towards Zhou Zhenwei hesitantly.