"There's a ruined temple there, go in and have a look!"

The black-clothed man who came out of the forest surrounded the broken temple, Xiao Heng heard the footsteps, put out the fire in an instant, and carried Hua Qing to the leaf bed he had laid out lightly, then put the black clothes on his body, fastened the buttons, and went out.

Under the moonlight, the blade bent like the moon showed a clear light like frost and snow, and the man in black, who was as light as a swallow and came and went freely, saw the cold face like frost, and slashed at Xiao Heng with the scimitar in his hand.

The sound of fighting is endless! Hua Qing couldn't help but wake up when she heard the sound of fighting in her sleep, she sat up in shock, only to find herself lying on a bed of leaves covered with dried leaves, the fire was extinguished, and the moonlight that came in illuminated a few roasted sweet potatoes next to the fire, but it didn't show where the masked man went.

The sound of swords and screams came into Hua Qing's ears again, she hurriedly got up, ran to the door, and just opened the door when she saw a scimitar standing above her head, she suddenly lost her face, and subconsciously raised her hands to hold her head.

A blue sword sealed his throat with blood through the cold light, and before Hua Qing could raise his head, the neck of the man in black was already bleeding like a pillar, and the unconscious man in black fell to the ground with a bang.

"Are you alright?"

Xiao Heng withdrew his sword and asked her in a low voice. She was shocked, raised her head and found that the scimitar on her head was gone, Xiao Heng, who was galloping closer, was looking down at her, she was in a trance for a moment, she shook her head and said:

"It's fine."

She continued to take a few steps forward, and when she saw that there were about seven or eight masked men in black, all dressed similarly and armed with the same scimitar. Now he is lying down in the temple courtyard, and his death is miserable.

She looked up again, Xiao Heng turned around and entered the temple as if she hadn't seen these corpses.

Hua Qing saw a dead person for the first time, and there were so many dead people, she couldn't help but feel scared, and couldn't help but chant a few words of "Amitabha" before turning around and following Xiao Heng into the temple.

Xiao Heng lit the firewood again, peeled the sweet potato for her and handed it to her.

"Now that you're awake, let's eat something quickly, and we'll be on our way in a while."

Hit the road? Oh, my God? He didn't want to kill himself, did he?

Hua Qing was very scared, she smiled unnaturally, touched her earlobe and said:

"I'm not hungry, I'm not hungry."

In a panic, she tried her best to hide the nervousness and fear in her heart.

Xiao Heng saw that her body trembled slightly, and wondered if the bloody scene just now scared her.

He lowered his head and didn't force her anymore, just brought the peeled sweet potato to his mouth and chewed it leisurely.

Hua Qing looked at the golden color and delicate texture of the sweet potato, and it smelled very sweet, and choked violently.

"Oh my God, I'm so hard. Life is too hard, and I desperately need something sweet to comfort myself. ”

Her heart was pitiful to herself. But she never dared to say what she thought in her heart, the dense water vapor swirled in her eye sockets, and those eyes made Xiao Heng can't help but think of a sticky creature—a cat. Her eyes, round and bright, were watery, staring at him eating sweet potatoes, as if she was about to cry.

Xiao Heng lowered his head and peeled one again, but at this time, Hua Qing was out of **.

"Xiao Heng, don't eat it, eating too much is not good for digestion, I'll help you eat."

With a righteous face, she snatched the sweet potato from Xiao Heng's hand and began to devour it.

Xiao Heng didn't plan to eat it, and the remaining two were originally intended to be kept for her. He didn't speak, turned around and walked out of the temple gate, and soon came back with a piece of bamboo tube and handed it to her.

"Drink water."

Hua Qing took it and took a few sips. At this time, there was a sound outside the door, and Xiao Heng said to her:

"It's time to hit the road."

Hua Qing looked like she was about to cry. Xiao Heng was puzzled, and at this time, two people walked in outside the door, both wearing night clothes.

The two untied their face towels, and Hua Qing saw that the people who came were a man and a woman.

"Master!"

The two saluted, and Xiao Heng asked:

"What's going on outside now?"

"The city gate is already heavily guarded, it is not easy to escape, and the pursuers are about to catch up."

"yes, got it."

Hua Qing took the bamboo tube and gently put it on the ground. At this time, she noticed that Xiao Heng's soap shoes had moved a few steps, and she thought he was leaving, but he suddenly stopped. As soon as she raised her head, she met Xiao Heng's eyes that were as deep as a pool of water, those eyes that seemed to be able to pierce people.

"What are you still sitting for? Don't come with me? ”

Xiao Heng said. Sakura Fukiyuki glanced at Hua Qing, her appearance was a little funny, because her delicate face was matched with strands of hair sticking to dead leaves, and a few sleeves were missing.

"Master, we can't take her with us, one more person is more dangerous, the people of the government will not embarrass her, let her stay! The people from the government will be able to find her tomorrow, and she will be fine. ”

As soon as Hua Qing heard the official mansion, she jumped up.

"I don't want it, I finally escaped, so I don't want to be taken back by them?"

What's more, the reason why she fell into the water was completely pushed by Mrs. Hua, and Mrs. Hua is Mo Huaijin's future mother-in-law, will Mo Huaijin believe her, or will she believe Mrs. Hua? She didn't dare to make that bet. Moreover, she really wants to go back to southern Xinjiang.

"Master, she is the woman of King Yi, it is inconvenient to take her!"

Du You added next to him. Hua Qing was anxious, and hurriedly stomped her feet and said:

"Hey, you can eat indiscriminately, don't talk nonsense. What do you mean that I am Mo Huaijin's woman? I have nothing to do with him, his woman is the second lady of Washington, not me! Really, I swear! ”

Hua Qing looked anxious to clear up, and hurriedly stretched out her finger to fill in the oath.

"Take her with you! Wait until you get out of the pass and then throw her away. ”

After speaking, Xiao Heng turned around and left, although Hua Qing didn't like what he said, she still followed up.

Seeing the two not very friendly attendants beside her, coupled with Xiao Heng, the number one stuffy gourd, her heart was full of depression, and she was so angry that her throat hurt. But her strength is weak, and she is still waiting for Xiao Heng to take her out of the customs, and she can't say anything, if Xiao Heng in front of her is replaced by Mo Huaijin, she will shout a long time ago.

Thinking about it this way, Mo Huaijin still has a lovely place, at least she can shout casually when she is in a bad mood, and Mo Huaijin can be said to respond to her needs.

In fact, she is quite reluctant to leave Mo Huaijin, after all, there are many delicious foods in Yiwangfu, you can eat different delicacies every day, purple kite and green basket are also good to herself, but Mo Huaijin is a married man after all, and he is about to marry a wife, his fiancée is not friendly to him, he is so rich, it doesn't matter if she doesn't pay back her little moon, right? What's more, in southern Xinjiang, she saved him, so she should be evened.

She sat in the carriage, and her long sigh made Xiao Heng unpredictable. But he didn't have the time and energy to play tricks on her mind, he just wanted to get to Yumen Pass as soon as possible.

"Appeal ......"

The carriage stopped, Du You lifted the curtain and said to Xiao Heng:

"Master, come down and breathe! Cher and I went to buy her the necessary outfit to get out of customs. ”

Xiao Heng nodded. Du You and Sakura Fukiyuki rode away at a gallop.

Hua Qing got out of the carriage, and the sky was a little cloudy at this time, and the sun had not yet risen. There is an endless mist shrouded in the mountains, and there is an indescribable hazy beauty.

She squatted on the side of the road, and saw Qiu Lu condensing on the branches, she reached out and touched it, and Qiu Lu fell down, she reached out and touched it again, and Qiu Lu fell down again, a boring game she played happily with.

Xiao Heng sat in the carriage, looking at her like a cat who had only found the embroidery ball, scratching and playing, he was stunned for a few seconds, and the fog in his eyes was indisputable. By the time Hua Qing reacted to the fact that there was someone behind him, he had already turned over and got into the car.