Urgent, urgent, too urgent!

Yang Zhaofeng tried his best to whip the war horse under his crotch, trying to make it run faster. But in the thick snow, no matter how hard the horse tried, it couldn't gallop at full strength. It doesn't understand, it doesn't understand why the person on its back treats itself so roughly, and can only vent its dissatisfaction with the sound of its nose from time to time.

Now Yang Zhaofeng can't wait to grow wings, fly over this snowy field, and immediately arrive at Suining County.

Because he was in too much hurry and there were bumps on the way, Yang Zhaofeng's cold protection measures were not very in place. Along the way, the raging wind and snow ruthlessly invaded every inch of his exposed muscles, and by now, his cheeks had been red and chapped from the cold, his mouth and nose were almost numb, and if it weren't for the fact that a pair of eyes could still move in the sockets, even he wondered if he had completely lost consciousness.

It's just that his mind is full of empty now, and he has completely forgotten what he is suffering, and only thinks clearly: save Kuang Wan. It's just that yesterday, someone caught up with the army heading northeast, found him, and told him one thing - Kuang Wan was taken away by Hou Dagui's people!

He didn't question the words of the person who came, because this person who came to ventilate the news despite the hardships and cold was one of the few personal soldiers he deliberately stayed in the camp to defend Kuangwan before leaving with the army. According to the soldiers, not long after the troops were mobilized, several people came to take Kuang Wan away. Those few people held the military token of the chief soldier Hou Dagui in their hands, so they naturally couldn't stop it, but driven by their sense of responsibility, they still pushed out one person to catch up and report Yang Zhaofeng's sudden situation.

I don't want anything else, just the name "Hou Dagui" is enough to make Yang Zhaofeng's heart beat for a while. He didn't think about what Hou Dagui was going to do when he took Kuang Wan away, but his intuition told him that it would definitely not be a good thing.

Therefore, after learning the bad news, Yang Zhaofeng, who was so anxious, even forgot about military discipline, grabbed a horse and left the team without notifying Song Houzhen, and drove the road for a day and a night without eating or drinking until now.

He really cares about Kuangwan!

The horses were rushed through the forest and the stream, and finally walked out of the thick snow and embarked on a rather comfortable trail with less snow. Judging from the mud and snow piled up on both sides of the road, it can be seen that the road must have been cleared not long ago.

This road can't see the bottom at a glance, both sides are winding into the distance, Yang Zhaofeng can't make up his mind, but he doesn't want to delay in place, so he chooses a direction at random and gallops on horseback. ran out of more than ten miles, and met an old man who was always walking alone along the way. After Yang Zhaofeng's interrogation, he learned that this old man was a villager in the north of Suining, and he didn't want to be separated from his family halfway in order to avoid the military disaster. Continue along the current road to Suining County.

Yang Zhaofeng was overjoyed, secretly glad that his choice was not bad, shouted, and flew out.

Outside Suining, the atmosphere was tense.

Two incense sticks have been burned, and the third has been burned halfway. Hou Dagui re-pulled out the waist knife inserted in the ground and began to pace back and forth in front of the incense candle. It could be seen that he was already very agitated.

"Commander!"

Behind him, Hui Deng called out, Hou Dagui turned his head when he heard the sound, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Hui Dengxiang didn't speak, but just took the knife and lightly gestured over Kuangwan's head, which was weeping. Hou Dagui understood what he meant, and he was afraid that he saw that the third incense candle was about to burn out and he still hadn't seen Lu Qian's figure, so he came to ask himself to verify whether he really wanted to kill Kuang Wan at that time.

"Humph!" Hou Dagui didn't answer him, and turned around directly. Seeing such an attitude, Whitden basically understood his decision: to kill him.

"Phew, phew!" He stuck his knife in the snow for the time being, sprayed some saliva on each of his left and right palms, and then smoothed each other and re-stabbed the knife in his hand. This is his habitual action before moving the knife, since Hou Dagui really moved the murderous intent, as a subordinate, he can only act on orders.

During this time, a little spit splashed on Kuangwan's hair and cheeks, which immediately caused her to tremble. Her weeping had turned to choking in great fear.

The direction of the city gate of Suining County was foggy and foggy, and Lu Qian's arrival was still not seen. Hou Dagui watched the third incense candle getting shorter and shorter, and basically no longer had any hope in his heart. Throwing off the cloak behind him, he walked back to the front of the formation, and said loudly: "Ready to do it!" ”

His order frightened Kuang Wan under the red flag, and he couldn't cry again. She was not only afraid of the cold and sharp blade slashing at her neck, but also asked herself sadly in her heart why Lu Qian and her father hadn't come to save her.

Hou Dagui stopped talking, but Hui Dengxiang's eyes were fixed on the incense candle in the snow in the distance. He counted down in his heart.

"Nine, eight, seven......" According to his estimate, this incense candle should be completely extinguished when it counts to "one", and at that time, the terrified woman in front of him will die under his ruthless slash.

Over there, Hou Dagui seemed to have begun to instruct the generals to prepare for the evacuation, and Hui Dengxiang's attention was slightly disturbed, and he was immediately corrected by himself: "Five...... There were still three ...... left, and for some reason, Hui Dengxiang felt that his hands began to tremble slightly.

It's really lonely as snow.

Hou Dagui looked at Hui Dengxiang and Kuang Wan expressionlessly. As far as she is concerned, a woman is just a woman, and if she kills it, she will kill it, and it is not a big deal. What he really can't let go of is the credit he deserves. I really can't imagine that for such a dog as Song Sima, Kuang Zhao in Suining City really couldn't bear to watch the pearl in his palm die here.

"I have read the books of sages all my life, but I have read them as ruthless and unrighteous." Many times, Hou Dagui didn't understand what those readers were thinking. They look like they are gentle and powerless, but sometimes they are ruthless, and the cruelty and intensity they show are even beyond their imagination. Self and them, are they really people of two worlds?

He thought about it and didn't want to think about it anymore. He has thought about similar questions countless times, and he has thought about it in vain. Let it go, what kind of person you will live in, you know best in your heart. Since they are not the same kind of people, they will either die and never get along, or they will live and die.

Whether it is subjective consciousness or objective environment, Hou Dagui's choice is obviously the latter.

"Okay, let's cut it, hang my head on the flagpole and stick it here after chopping, let's go!" After waiting for a long time, and blowing a lot of phoenixes, Hou Dagui was a little impatient and shouted at Hui Dengxiang.

Hearing such explicit words, Kuang Zhao's heart, who was weeping to himself, finally couldn't bear it anymore and screamed as he approached collapse.

Wheden nodded slightly, raised his waist knife and said silently: "This young lady, it's not my intention to kill you, if you want to blame it, blame you for the wrong birth!" "When you say that, you have to swing the knife hard.

At the last moment, there was a sudden chaos in the back of his head, and then a voice pierced through like an earth-shattering voice: "Let's do it slowly!" ”

Whedon felt that the wind was tight behind him, and in a hurry, he subconsciously withdrew his knife and rolled, and everywhere he looked, a fast horse was like lightning, and it was able to rush past from the side.

"What people!" The arrival of the uninvited guest made Hou Dagui angry, he roared with a knife, and waved it out of thin air, "Take this person down!" ”

Before the aftermath was finished, the horse stopped by itself, everyone watched, and one person turned over and dismounted, even though his face was red from the cold wind, but Hou Dagui and Hui Dengxiang could still see it clearly, it was not Yang Zhaofeng who came!

"Why are you here!" Hou Dagui was stunned and asked, "Didn't you go to Pengxi with the army?" ”

Yang Zhaofeng's mouth was frozen at this time, and he was basically speechless in his "whimper". But seeing him take two steps in front of Kuang Wan, his eyes were round.

"You shit!" Hou Dagui said angrily, "No one can change the military order I set!" Hurry up and get out of the way! He was already so angry at the moment, he didn't care how Yang Zhaofeng fell from the sky, as long as someone dared to challenge his authority, he couldn't bear it.

Yang Zhaofeng shook his head, took a step back, and shielded Kuang Wan's huddled body behind him. He seemed to see Kuang Wan's pleading eyes through the messy strands of hair, which were so pitiful and helpless, like a wounded little beast waiting for help.

At this time, Hui Dengxiang also stood up with a knife, he recognized this young man named Yang Zhaofeng, and knew that he was a celebrity in front of Zhao Dangshi. So, he didn't act rashly.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and take this kid away!" Hou Dagui waved his knife and shouted, "Lao Hui, do it!" ”

The military order is like a mountain, and when the matter comes, Hui Dengxiang has no other choice. He arched his hand to Zhao Dangshi and said, "Staff Officer Yang, please take a step." Seeing that Yang Zhaofeng ignored it, he said in a deep voice, "Then you will be offended!" With that, he shouted violently and advanced with a knife, and more than ten soldiers of the Zhao Battalion around him also rushed up at the same time.

Yang Zhaofeng was not good at fighting, and he was okay immediately, but his foot combat was very poor. After being devastated by the wind and frost, he could barely block a blow from Hui Dengxiang, and he was already unstable on his feet under weakness, and with more than ten soldiers besieging him, he was completely unable to resist. It's just that he seems to have a heart of death, and all the moves he makes are offensive and undefensive, all of which are life-fighting and killing moves, and Hui Deng and others are afraid of his identity, and they don't dare to be ruthless, so they are entangled on both sides, and the winner has not been determined for a long time.

Hou Dagui looked anxious and scolded angrily: "A group of waste, more than a dozen can't take one!" As long as you don't hurt his life, I will bear all the responsibilities in front of the lord! ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard Kuang Wan exclaim, but it was not her who was injured, but Yang Zhaofeng. His hand accidentally scratched Whedon in the scuffle, and blood dripped onto Kuangwan's wrist in an instant.

Hui Dengxiang originally complained, but when he heard Hou Dagui's assurance, he had no worries and began to attack with all his might. In this way, Yang Zhaofeng's knife skills were scattered after three or two moves, and he immediately showed a declining trend.

"Let's go!" Taking advantage of the moment when Yang Zhaofeng was tired of dealing with the soldiers' attack, Hui Dengxiang found the right time, handed out a knife, and gently and skillfully made a cut on the inside of the opponent's knee. Yang Zhaofeng ate this move, couldn't stand still at the moment, supported the ground with a knife, and fell to one knee in pain.

Seeing this, the soldiers dragged Kuang Wan outward, and Kuang Wan cried and struggled as hard as he could, but to no avail. Yang Zhaofeng screamed, and he wanted to chase after him, but his leg injury was really unbearable, and he couldn't support it halfway, and the whole person fell into the snow again.

"Kill her now!" Hou Dagui didn't want to waste any more time, and shouted at Hui Dengxiang. Hui Dengxiang nodded and rushed forward, the blade stood up, and he was about to poke Kuangwan's heart in the air, who knew that at this moment, the situation turned around, and Hou Dagui's roar rose again: "Slow!" ”

Hui Deng Xiangsheng made a circular arc with the knife in mid-air, closed the retreat, and looked at Hou Dagui's gaze with a confused face, only to see that not far away, there were many figures, coming in the snow. When the person was more than ten steps away, he saw his face clearly, and it was Lu Qian, who had not returned for a long time!

Lu Qiantie blushed, looked at the messy scene in front of him, and didn't say much, but slowly bent down and gently placed a wooden box in his hand on the snow.

Without waiting for Hou Dagui's eyes, Hui Dengxiang had already stepped forward and lifted the wooden box. He first opened the lid of the box and looked at it, his face was happy, and then he nodded to Lu Qian, who was speechless, and turned back with the box.

Yang Zhaofeng, who was in the snow, watched in astonishment as Lu Qian walked towards Kuangwan step by step, he didn't know what this man wanted to do, instinctively drove him to pick the ground with his hands, and crawled towards Kuangwan with all his might.

The soldiers of the Zhao battalion who were surrounding Kuangwan waved their swords and spears, intending to stop Lu Qian, who was slowly approaching, but before they could make a move, they first saw Hou Dagui not far away and shook his hand. Obviously, he looked at the box and was satisfied, and Kuang Wan was saved.

There was a small slope in front of him, blocking Yang Zhaofeng's vision, his body was actually very tired, and his leg injury was even more painful under the invasion of the cold. He took two quick breaths, plucked up his strength, and wanted to move on, but at this moment he heard Kuang Wan cry in a trembling voice: "I know, I know that you will definitely come to save me!" ”

When Yang Zhaofeng heard this, his heart was shocked, and he quickly crawled twice under the agitation of his mood, and his eyes were everywhere, and he was suddenly sluggish. It turned out that Kuang Wan Shicai's words were not for himself.

He stared at Fu Xue, Mu Ran watched Kuang Wan, who was untied from the ropes, crying and jumping into Lu Qian's arms, everything in the world seemed to be dimmed at this moment, only black and white remained. He was in black and white, monotonous and lonely, and the only color in his eyes was Lu Qian and Kuang Wan not far away.

"Let's go." In the quiet world, Yang Zhaofeng's ears only had the whirring sound of falling snowflakes, but Lu Qian's extremely light words sounded like a bell to him.

So, when Kuang Wan was pulled up from the ground by Lu Qian, Yang Zhaofeng could only watch. With Hou Dagui's acquiescence, Zhao Ying's military formation was silent, no one stopped or reprimanded, and everyone quietly watched the pair turn around and slowly leave in the wind and snow.

Yang Zhaofeng's gaze stopped at Kuangwan's back and did not move for a moment, and he suddenly realized that he didn't seem to belong here. This is the story between Lu Qian and Kuang Wan, and even the story of Lu Qian, Hou Dagui, and Hui Dengxiang, no matter from which point of view, he has no reason to appear here and now.

But he still came after all, ran dozens of miles in the wind and snow, and appeared in a place where he should not have appeared.

For what? Finally, a voice appeared in Yang Zhaofeng's heart and questioned himself.

Before he could explain the problem, though. His heart fluttered again, and he couldn't believe his eyes. Kuang Wan, who followed Lu Qian away, actually looked back at himself at a certain moment. Even if it was only a short moment, those eyes seemed to stay in Yang Zhaofeng's eyes for an extremely long time.

He couldn't decipher the meaning of Kuangwan's retrospective gaze. Maybe it was really as he thought, Kuang Wan just wanted to look back at himself again, and look at himself again, a strange and ridiculous person.

Perhaps this is the cruelty of reality. How many years later, when Yang Zhaofeng really reaches the age where he can take this affection lightly, he will still occasionally think of this sincere but fruitless love back then. At that time, he was not as painful as he was at this time, but when he really remembered it, he would always have a faint melancholy when he smiled slightly.