Ai Qiaoqiao was trying to see who was coming, when he suddenly saw the night departing beside him pick up the curtain, jumped out of the carriage, jumped behind the wind and rain, took the reins, and whipped the horse fiercely.

The horse was in pain and rushed out with a neigh.

On the path, the carriage staggered past several galloping horses.

Ai Qiaoqiao saw it really clearly, and the people on the horses were covered with black cloths one by one, and they were holding snowy guys in their hands......

Knife!

Ai Qiaoqiao's blood was cold.

The carriage passed by those people under the control of Ye Liyan, Ye Liyan's black hair was blown back by the wind, and the light of the knife in the other party's hand was reflected in the deep eyes, and several people raised their knives, but they were shocked by his momentum, and there was a moment of hesitation.

The carriage that had left the night took the opportunity to break out of the siege.

The carriage was jolting even more on the road.

Ai Qiaoqiao almost rolled the rice balls in the carriage.

She heard a clanging metal crash from behind the carriage, and then she heard the wind and shouted urgently, "Childe, they released the arrows!" ”

Ai Qiaoqiao's whole body shrank tighter.

The carriage galloped, turning two corners, and the sound of horses' hooves behind it drew closer.

"Childe, they're catching up." Listen to the rain shouting.

How could a carriage be as fast as a solitary horse?

This is clear to all.

Another rain of arrows rang out, knocking on the outer wall of the carriage.

"Childe, no!" Listening to the wind screamed.

Ai Qiaoqiao looked up at the outside of the carriage, only to see that when the carriage turned a sharp bend, Ye Liyan grabbed the wind with one hand, threw him off the carriage, and threw him into the river on the side of the road.

The river is deep, but not in a hurry.

After the night left to listen to the wind, he grabbed the rain again.

Listening to the rain crying, his face was full of tears, "Childe, I'm not afraid of death, don't leave us ......"

Indifferent to the bitter pleading of listening to the rain, he raised his hand again and threw the rain into the river.

Ai Qiaoqiao's whole heart tightened, and she threw herself by the car window and looked outside.

The carriage drove by, and the horses chasing after them did not bother with the two children who had been thrown into the river, but continued to chase their carriage.

"Come out." Drink low at night.

Ai Qiaoqiao's heart was pounding.

She wasn't stupid, and she knew the purpose of the Night's death.

He knew that the car would be overtaken by those people sooner or later, so he saved the lives of the two little ones first.

"How watery are you?" Ye Liyan turned his head to look at her, his face looked a little pale, but the brilliance in his eyes did not diminish at all, but became deeper and deeper.

Ai Qiaoqiao nodded heavily.

The corners of Yeli's mouth raised.

He wouldn't be mistaken, this girl could catch such a big fish yesterday, how could she not know how to water.

He held the reins in one hand and grabbed Ai Qiaoqiao's clothes with the other, and forcibly dragged her to his side.

Even though she knew he was doing it to save her life, she was still a little scared when the carriage was so fast.

"Keep your head down." Nightshade suddenly held her head down and protected her underneath.

Another rain of arrows swept by.

Ai Qiaoqiao didn't dare to move in fright, and her ears seemed to hear Ye Liyu gasp.

What's going on?

After the rain of arrows, she looked up with difficulty, trying to see what was going on.

But something was forced into his hand.

"Huai'an City...... Yicaotang...... You can rely on it for something......"

Ai Qiaoqiao didn't have time to see what was in his hand, and his body was empty.

Taking advantage of the carriage turning again, Nightly Death threw her out and threw her into the river.

The moment it was flooded by the river, the last scene Ai Qiaoqiao saw was that the night left the chariot and jumped on the horse's back in the rain of arrows, and the plain robe raised against the wind was like a light smoke...... Disappeared from her sight......