Tingyu stood up from under the tree, looked at the surging Qingxi River, turned around and walked slowly towards the city, his steps seemed heavy, and he was not as light as usual. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He never knew what it was, only that every time he thought of the woman with a yellowish face and a pair of bright eyes, his heart would become soft as a frozen stone.

Until that time, when she was hovering between life and death, her thoughts were extremely confused, but her mind was full of her appearance...... she spoke to herself cautiously, and secretly looked at herself with wary and curious eyes......

But then she changed, and every time she saw herself, she had a cold face, and she looked like she was not approaching. He was so distressed that he didn't know what to do.

He knows a lot of things, he can hear sounds that ordinary people can't hear, he can easily catch the most cunning and ferocious prey in the woods, and he can take a person's life lightly......

But he didn't understand how to win a woman's favor.

He tried to remember how the prince had pleased the princess, and suddenly had an epiphany. For the sake of the princess, the prince can go back and forth between Jianye and Zhangye within ten days, without eyelashes, non-stop. There are also many arrangements in the Western Regions and Liangzhou, all of which are to find out about Yekang for the princess.

And the prince didn't seem to tell the princess all of this.

As long as you are willing to do anything for her, even if she doesn't know it for a while, she will eventually understand your mind!

Tingyu's heart suddenly brightened, and a smile was pulled out of his lips with unnatural effort. Although he is not used to laughing, he thinks it is very good, at least it looks kind, like Mingxin, that kid often has a smile on his face.

When the almost inaudible whistle reached his ears, Tingyu's ears fluttered strangely, followed by a heartbeat like a lightning strike.

His ears are naturally different from ordinary people, which Ji Shuxuan discovered when he was young, so he specially made a jade whistle, when it is blown, ordinary people can't hear a sound even if they are on the side, but in his ears it is as clear as a loud roar.

If you are in a crowded or densely populated city, the sound will inevitably be disturbed and you need to be closer to hear it, but in an open and uninhabited place, it can be heard even two or three miles away.

"Something happened to her!"

Listening to the violent tremor of the rain, the voice did not come from the city, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhongshan in the distance, his body had **** out like an arrow, but he almost fell headlong under his feet.

He raised his hands in astonishment, the hands that had been steady and resolute at all times, trembling slightly.

He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue hard, and his mouth was instantly filled with a thick bloody gas, and with the clarity brought by this pain, he rushed forward, and the two or three feet of Qingxi River flashed under his feet, and the person had already flown over, and in a blink of an eye, disappeared into the dense forest on the other side of the river.

"Don't let her die...... among the three people who got out of the car, one of them had a white face, and a pair of eyes looked shining, it was the person who spoke hoarsely and sharply before, he saw the needle-like blade in Qiao Wei's hand at a glance, and was about to lift it to his neck, and at the same time as he screamed, the person had already flown forward and kicked Qiao Wei's blade-holding hand.

The palm blade fell with a "ding", and the impact on the stone made a crisp sound, and the cold light on it still flashed, but it could no longer fulfill the master's wish to die.

Qiao Wei was desperate in her heart, there was no way out, the jade whistle was still in her mouth, and the tip of her tongue was against the whistle and blew herself, but she still didn't make a sound.

When she was lifted in her hand and thrown back to the car, her whole body was like a broken skin, and she made a muffled sound in the hollow, and now even if her hands were not tied, she could not move, and she felt as if she was being roasted by fire, and she was in hot pain.

This time, the speed of the carriage was a little faster than before, and the old man who drove the carriage raised his whip in one hand and shouted into the car: "As I said, I am afraid that there are still people around this little girl to protect her, and only when you get to the other courtyard as soon as possible is it foolproof." You two useless things, you can't even look at them personally, and you still think I'm ......"

His words came to an abrupt halt, and then the carriage slammed into the roadside, and the two Hetao horses were carried by the reins into the woods, and ran past a large tree, one left and one right, and the carriage crashed straight into the tree.

The car was almost knocked apart, but the two people inside were also experienced, and the accident suddenly knew that it was not good, and the white-faced man grabbed Qiao Wei on the ground and blocked it in front of him, waited for the car to stop, moved his body and got out of the car cautiously.

There was no one outside the car, only two horses neighing vigorously, and the old man in front of the car was soaked in blood on his chest, and he had already died.

A very light sound was heard, and the white-faced man's eyes shrank, and when he turned around, the man who came down behind him had been hit by an arrow in the neck.

The white-faced man was extremely fast, his back was against the tree, and Qiao Wei's body was tightly blocked in front of him, and there was already an extra dagger in his hand, which was across Qiao Wei's neck, and shouted: "If you move again, I will kill her with one sword." ”

He turned his head back and forth and looked around, his face was full of fear, and his body was desperately shrinking down, but Qiaowei was short, where could he stop him.

There was the sound of "chirping" footsteps on the fallen leaves in the forest, and listening to the rain, his face turned pale, and he walked out with a crossbow in one hand.

Qiao Wei saw him at a glance, and tears suddenly flowed.

He heard it.

"Let her go, I'll let you go." Listening to the rain's cold voice, the tail note had a slight trembling, and as he spoke, he threw away the crossbow in his hand, and a very small bit of cold flashed in his raised hand, which was his usual thistle.

As usual, he was very confident that he would be able to nail thistles to the man's head when the knife slashed Qiao Wei's neck, but at this time he hesitated.

Qiao Wei in front of her was covered with blood, her eyes were wide open, and she looked straight at herself. In those eyes, there was fear, confusion, and great joy.

When the white-faced man saw that he had lost his crossbow, he was overjoyed, dragged Qiaowei to the side of the horse, pushed her away, waved the dagger in his hand and cut the reins with the cart, turned over and ran away from the horse.

The tribulus terrestris in Tingyu's hand didn't shoot, and at the moment Qiao Wei fell to the ground, he didn't think about it, rushed forward and hugged her, without looking up at the person who had escaped, he was already extremely scared in his heart.

I've been afraid, I've never been so afraid.

In the past so many years, he has never felt afraid, he has been hiding in the shadows all the year round, he does not know what fear is, a heart is like iron and stone in the ice, hard, cold, and unconscious.

On the way to follow the sound, and when the man just now put the shining dagger around her neck, he felt scared and trembled, as long as she was alive, Tingyu thought, "I will spare that person's life, as long as she lives." (To be continued.) )