Li Heng waved his sword and forced back a few southern Xinjiang soldiers, glanced at Qing'er coldly, and shouted: "Go!" ”

Dozens of black-clothed men immediately surrounded him, tacitly protected him in the middle, and ran away.

The soldiers of southern Xinjiang symbolically chased for a few steps, and then stopped one after another.

Qing'er tugged at Jun Yu's clothes and asked urgently: "Why didn't you chase it?" He is Li Heng! ”

Jun Yu retracted his gaze, slowly lowered her, and squinted at her.

Qing'er subconsciously shrank her shoulders and lowered her head.

Jun Yu suddenly hooked the corners of his lips again: "You know that he is Li Heng, and you are still expecting me to catch him?" Aren't you afraid that I'll kill him? ”

Qing'er was speechless.

Jun Yu casually hugged her again, and his smile grew cold: "He wants to pretend to be a thief to steal chickens and dogs, and I have to treat him as a thief - but he can't die yet." ”

Qing'er couldn't understand more and more, so she could only remain silent, and let Junyu carry her all the way back to the original tent.

Outside the tent, corpses were strewn all over the ground, and although the heavy rain washed over the ground, the bloody gas still crept in, choking people's minds.

Jun Yu let go of his hand as soon as he entered the door. Qing'er couldn't walk to the edge of the bed, so she had to sit on the ground with her shoulders crossed, shivering.

Jun Yu frowned and looked at her twice, then turned around and took out a piece of clothing from the cage and threw it in front of her: "Change the wet clothes first!" ”

Qing'er complied without saying a word.

After changing, she found that the clothes were extremely ill-fitting, the blouse almost covered her knees, and the sleeves had grown a lot, and it took a lot of effort for her to stretch out her hand.

"This is your clothes...... she looked up at Jun Yu, a small face that was frozen white and shrunk under the loose clothes, almost half covered by the collar.

Jun Yu saw her pitiful appearance, and somehow laughed.

Qing'er felt that she was being mocked by him, turned around angrily and avoided his gaze, and asked in a nasal voice, "You knew that Li Heng would come to sneak attack, right?" This tent is the 'bait' you set up to wait for him to take the bait? ”

Jun Yu stretched out his hand to pull her to his side, and his fingertips gently stroked the scar on her neck: "This tent is not bait, you are." ”

Qing'er only felt that her breath was stagnant, and then she bit the corner of her lip and smiled astringently.

Jun Yu's fingers slid along her cheeks and gently rubbed the corners of her lips twice.

Qing'er had to loosen her teeth. was about to open her mouth to speak, but Jun Yu suddenly lowered her head and kissed her lightly on the tip of her slightly cool lips.

This time it was really unexpected, Qing'er was completely stunned.

Jun Yu stood up straight, raised his hand and wiped the corner of his lips, and said in a deep voice: "Don't think nonsense. Bait is for fishing, not for feeding fish. ”

Qing'er looked up at his face and asked stubbornly, "What if Li Heng brought not a gang of 'thieves', but thousands of troops and horses from Xinglong City?" ”

"He didn't dare." Jun Yu sank his face, and his tone seemed to be a little impatient.

Qing'er bit the corner of her lip again and smiled bitterly.

She didn't know why Jun Yu was sure that Li Heng "didn't dare". But she knows that whether the fisherman is fishing for carp or herring, the bait on the hook is usually more than lucky.

Thinking of this, the more she felt a terrible pain in her chest, and even breathing became difficult.

When she was in pain, she suddenly heard a soft "pop" in her ears, and something fell on the mat beside her.

It's the jade ring.

Qing'er raised her head in astonishment.

Jun Yu turned sideways to avoid her gaze, and his face was a little gloomy: "I've rewarded you!" ”