Qing Ning suddenly got up at this time, and while he was still reacting, he quickly walked behind him, pulled out the soft sword at his waist, and wrapped it around the man's neck.

The man was ready to resist again, after all, a woman's strength was still limited.

But the next moment, the woman's hand lightly pressed the hilt of the sword, and the steel toughness of the soft sword suddenly appeared, and it fell straight into his throat.

Blood splattered all over her, and the man fell to the ground the moment she let go.

She didn't hesitate, ran backwards to the man in black behind her, put his left arm on her shoulder, glanced at him, and spit out the word "go" with difficulty

Qing Ning knew that at the beginning, if he hadn't taken himself with him, he could have escaped smoothly, and at this moment, if he hadn't helped him who was seriously injured, she could have walked that mile of mountain road.

However, people's feelings and mutual support may lie in this!

The two seriously wounded men supported each other, walked for about half an hour, and finally crossed the most rugged and last mile of the mountain road.

They found a woods closest to the avenue, back to back, and sat down supporting each other.

First, it is convenient to observe the enemy's situation, and second, it is also easy to be discovered by those who come to look for it.

At this time, Qing Ning's whole body strength had been drained, and she dragged Mu Ling over a mile of mountain road, and her wound opened again. And the pain of a wound tearing is more than ten times more painful than when you are injured.

"Your Highness," her voice rang in his ears like a gossamer, "you say, how long can we live?" ”

"Live to Ninety-Nine"

"Hehe" Qing Ning smiled, this Mu Ling is really a joke at any time.

"However, none of us can withstand the next wave of attacks" Qing Ning leaned on him, and said with a view of his unluck: "I didn't expect that I was not burned to death, but I died in this deep mountain and old forest, no matter how I think about it, I feel a loss." ”

"No, I can't die, I haven't been in the room yet" Mu Ling's words cleverly diverted the woman's attention.

"How so? His Royal Highness is full of romance, and there are groups of wives and concubines in the house, how can he ......"

"Have you ever seen that little room for women in my room? All my wives and concubines spent the night there. ”

It turned out that the room was his tool to hide people's eyes, but why?

"Your Highness, this day, is it cold again" Qing Ning suddenly said in a daze.

That's right, she's cold. Along the way, he knew that she had lost too much blood, and if she didn't heal, she would die.

"I'll tell you a secret!" Mu Ling spoke, trying to lift her spirit, although he was also extremely weak.

"Good"

"I have a small character, called Ling Han, Mu Linghan, it was my mother who helped me get it, and I live in this world, now, only you know, keep it secret for me!"

"If we don't die this time, we must"

"Qingning" Mu Ling raised his hand and untied the pendant around his neck, which was crystal clear, white amber, and difficult to find in the world.

This is the only person he calls his mother, and the only relic left to him by Queen Yu is something that he has never left for many years and cherishes more.

"This is for you," he stuffed the pendant into Qing Ning's hand and said, "If one day, you are in trouble, come to me with this thing, and I will definitely help." ”

Qing Ning held the pendant with her only remaining sense, and after a long time, she closed her eyes dimly.

The eastern sky, crossed by a white light, the eastern suburbs avenue, finally came to the sound.

The voice of "Qingning" is Yanyi.

The voice of "Ninth Brother" is Mu Mu.

"Your Highness, Miss Yan" There were many other voices of officers and soldiers who followed.

"Found it, found it, here" Mu Mu finally found them and shouted excitedly.

Daibei, Imperial Palace, Blood, Daibei Emperor, Flame, Queen Mother, Ayu......

The fragments of the scenes, constantly playing back in front of Qing Ning's eyes, are combined to be heart-wrenching and terrifying.

"Qingning, good boy, live well, you must live well"

"Ning'er, if something happens to me one day, remember, for yourself, for me, live well"

"Queen Mother, Ah Yu" The woman lying on the bed in the hospital muttered a few words, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, her brows were tightly locked, and her voice was extremely painful.

Falling into the ears of the man dressed as a black-clothed secret guard in the corner, he was extremely distressed, he wanted to walk over, wanted to see the woman's injury, wanted to soothe her pain, but, it was late, it was too late, he was no longer qualified now!

However, as if the ghost was a god, he still took a step, and still walked towards the woman, closer, closer......

He seemed to finally understand the torment of the moment when she touched his mask, but he still chose to take her hand away at that time, but how did he know that his heart was not extremely tormented at that moment.

Finally, he stepped to her side, he wanted to speak, and called "Ning'er" again, he lowered his head and stretched out his hand, wanting to touch her again and feel her temperature, the closer he got to her, the more his hand trembled......

"Your Highness, Your Highness, slow down"

"Your Highness, your injuries are not healed, stop quickly"

There was a noise outside the door, and his hand finally stopped at a distance of only an inch from her, and immediately pulled out of the window, but he also knew that King Pingzhao at the door saw him, just as he also saw him.

It turned out that he and Ning Er had long been strangers......

Mu Ling only stood at the door, made thoughtful by the secret guard, and the reason why he really didn't go in was the "Ah Yu" in the woman's mouth over and over again

Luo Yu, could it be the secret guard just now? However, after this scene of life and death, she didn't remember him at all, but he couldn't care about her, and only called someone to call the imperial doctor over.

He turned around, dragged his steps, and walked back step by step, and the palace people on the side hurriedly stepped forward to help, for fear that His Royal Highness would make something wrong and the emperor would ask for their heads.

And the man who was supported by everyone just lowered his head, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, Mu Ling, Mu Ling, with the pride of twenty years of hard work, finally lost to her......

It wasn't until the sun was only a touch of red in the west that Qing Ning recovered enough to get out of bed, although it was still a little difficult to walk, but it was time to see his "friend of life and death".

When she entered, Mu Ling was dressed in monochrome black, leaning on the head of the bed, and her deep eyes actually flashed a glimmer of light the moment she saw her.

She was slightly startled, paused, walked in, and sat on the edge of his bed, although the man's face was still pale, but his spirit was much better.

"Why are you willing to come and see me?" Mu Ling's tone contained some anger. If you listen carefully, you intuitively feel that he is a child of a few years old.

"If you don't come to see me, I can't and I don't have a conscience, friend of life and death?" Qing Ning replied.

"Who said ......" Mu Ling paused, he wanted to say "Who said I didn't go to see you". However, when the words came to his lips, he could not speak. If you think about it, what name does he say?

"Say what?" Qing Ning saw that he wanted to speak and stopped, and asked.

"No" Mu Ling tilted her head inward, not looking at her, angry.

This is the first time she has seen such a Mu Ling, as if a child is blaming her for poor care, so it seems to be her fault.

At this time, an inner eunuch came and bowed his head and reminded, "Girl, Your Highness should take medicine." ”

"Oh, but I don't want to eat it because I think he is in this posture!" Qing Ning deliberately teased him.

But who knows, the inner supervisor said with a solemn face: "The imperial doctor said that His Royal Highness is still suffering from a fever because of the water stained on his wound, and this medicine must be drunk on time, don't delay, girl." ”

Wet wounds?

Qing Ning suddenly remembered that at that time, she asked, "Your Highness, are you injured?" ”

His answer was "no"

Don't......

She turned her head sharply and looked at Mu Ling, who was staring at the inner prison.

Mu Ling inadvertently bumped into her gaze. At that moment, his eyes twined slightly, revealing a childlike panicked look, and for some reason, he actually grabbed her heart.