Xianglan was shocked, and in a hurry, she had to pick up the soup woman and smash it, the man didn't expect Xianglan to be powerful for a while, and she was hit on the head, and she couldn't help but be furious, and slapped it down, Xianglan only felt that the leader was roaring, and the Venus in front of her was rising.

The man scolded hatefully: "Smelly! ”

As soon as he was halfway through scolding, Lin Jinlou, who had fallen to the ground, suddenly bounced up, hugged the tall and thin man's head from behind, held a dagger in his hand, and plunged straight into the man's neck, without waiting for him to fight back, he quickly retreated, grabbed Xianglan, pulled her into his arms, took a few steps back, and then it was difficult to move, he couldn't help leaning on the trunk of the tree and gasping for breath, and couldn't help coughing.

The tall, thin man clasped his hands around his neck, struggled, glared at them both, his face full of fear, resentment, and despair, and he rushed with a scream, and staggered halfway to his feet, threw himself into the snow, and after a few convulsions, he did not move again.

Lin Jinlou slid to the ground, Xianglan hurriedly went to find the porcelain bottle and gave him the pill to eat, Lin Jinlou rested for a while, and said with a wistful expression: "Go and pull out the dagger, the scabbard is in the boot of my left foot, you insert it in." ”

Xianglan could only do so, stepped forward with courage, pulled out the dagger, rubbed the blood stains on the man's clothes, put it in the scabbard, reinserted it into Lin Jinlou's boots, touched Lin Jinlou's face, only to feel cold, she gritted her teeth, peeled off the big fur jacket on the dead body, came to Lin Jinlou, took off the dark cloak on his body, put the leather jacket with him, and tied the cloak again. I only heard Lin Jinlou's voice say weakly: "You go and peel off a few dead people's thick clothes to wear, it's so cold in the winter night, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive." He closed his eyes again.

Xianglan was really worried in her heart, but she didn't have time to think about it at this time. I found a fur jacket to wear on my body, and stripped two heavy sweater clothes, cloaks, and other things from the dead body, wrapped them in a thin blanket, and carried them on my back. Suddenly, there was a large food box next to the carriage that was torn apart, and all kinds of pastry and fruits rolled to the ground. She hurriedly untied the bag on her waist and filled the snacks in one go, panting from exhaustion.

After adding clothes and being busy again, she felt much warmer, and put her cold hand on her neck to warm up. Seeing that there were still horses around, he wanted to lead one to ride with Lin Jinlou. As soon as he stepped forward, he suddenly heard a moaning and whimpering, and he couldn't help but be startled when he caught a glimpse of a black shadow on the ground writhing continuously. Holding a single knife and cautiously stepped forward, he found that the wriggling black shadow turned out to be Zhao Yuechan! Seeing Xianglan come forward, her eyes were full of surprise and despair, and she couldn't help but struggle more and more, and her eyes were full of begging.

Xianglan stopped, and now she was too busy to take care of herself. Why bother to provoke this vicious woman? So he led the horse and wanted to go. But after walking a few steps and stopping, on such a snowy night, even if there are no more villains. Lying on this cold snow, I am afraid that I will freeze to death. She had a bad conscience, gritted her teeth and went back, used a knife to break the rope on Zhao Yuechan's body, stopped looking at her, and led the horse back to Lin Jinlou's side. Wake him up.

Lin Jinlou looked around, shook his head and said, "You don't have to ride a horse." There is a river very close down from here, and the river is surrounded by dense reeds. Seeing that the sky is about to brighten, let's go to the reeds to take shelter first. ”

Xianglan nodded, she was already tired, hungry and tired, she tried her best to set up Lin Jinlou, picked up a branch and Lin Jinlou as a crutch, shook and walked down the mountain, walked once, and couldn't walk, so the two stopped to rest. Xianglan looked back, and suddenly found a figure behind her, staggering towards them, she suddenly had a numb scalp, and then looked carefully, and found that the person behind them was Zhao Yuechan! She was cloaked in a cloak and staggered, and when she saw that Xianglan noticed her, she stopped moving.

At this time, the reeds were close in front of her, Xianglan couldn't ignore Zhao Yuechan anymore, and still helped Lin Jinlou up, and the two finally walked to the reeds and found a place to settle in the leeward reeds. Lin Jinlou couldn't support it anymore and fell to the ground, Xianglan hurriedly spread the two fur clothes on the ground, and begged in the middle of her mouth: "Uncle, why don't you hold on for a while." As he spoke, he dragged him to lie down on the fur, and put two more on him. Still wrapped the thin blanket around herself, holding her knees to the side, she was so tired, this relaxation only felt as if her body was about to fall apart, her heart was still full of fear and panic, she took a deep breath and tried her best to calm down, now Lin Jinlou is so weak, she is the only hope for the two of them.

Xianglan touched Lin Jinlou's neck, only slightly warm, she was afraid that Lin Jinlou would have something wrong, she kept rubbing his hands and face, and whispered in his ear, but she was too tired, rubbed for a while and then couldn't move, but there was no other way, originally she couldn't tell Lin Jinlou whether it was gratitude, annoyance or those feelings mixed with inexplicable feelings, but now she saw Lin Jinlou lying there motionless, not like the high-flying, arrogant and unreasonable overlord in the past, like an eagle with broken wings, powerless, weak and helpless, This situation is like in her previous life, she was holding Xiao Hang's corpse on the way to exile, crying but unable to recall the life of her deceased husband, this heart-piercing pain made her unbearable, threw herself on Lin Jinlou's neck, and choked up: "Uncle, uncle, if you are awake, you will say a word to me, talk to me."

She opened her eyes wide, only to see that the bright moon in the sky had gradually fallen, the mountains were silent, as far as the eye could see, there were still mountains outside the mountain, but she could see a few places on the mountainside where the fire was bright, and it was obvious that the sword was fighting, Xianglan heard it, but she couldn't hear the shouting of killing, only the northwest wind howled, blowing the reeds to the east and west.

She and Lin Jinlou escaped the pursuit of the rebels and fell here, not knowing if they could be saved, and Lin Jinlou was seriously injured, and she didn't know if she could live, she was anxious and had nothing to do, she only felt that she was so small in this world, and the two of them were so lonely and helpless.

Lin Jinlou only felt as if he was soaked in ice water, drowsy and in a fog, the pain all over his body was indescribable, some people kept rubbing his hands and face, and some people couldn't stop talking in his ear, he exhausted his whole body strength because of the pain, and tried to concentrate on listening to the call. Just now he was so cold, now someone has covered him with something, he is better, and someone has stuffed pills in his mouth, he slowly took it, and was about to slide into a dream, when he suddenly heard the woman's crying, carefully identified, it seemed to be Xianglan, that stupid girl just loves to cry, he roared twice in his throat, and he could be in tears, but recently she has been crying a lot, in fact, she is crying, and he is not a taste in his heart. He wanted to say a few words not to cry, crying made his brain hurt, but he couldn't open his mouth and couldn't make a sound.

(The third shift, one shift in the afternoon.) In addition, Xiaohe Weibo, a certain wave search 'Heyan Mountain', Weibo will notify the update time or something) (to be continued) R580