"Why kill him!" Wang Kui forced Scarface with his sword, and there was a determination on his face that he would not hesitate to break the net, no longer like in the past, but just bluffed to persuade him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Think about how he almost killed my brothers at the beginning, and now he's a burden, what's the benefit of keeping him!" Scarface's voice turned low, but this low voice seemed to resonate through the chest, giving people a deep sense of oppression.

Zhu Qiming glanced at the guy who vomited blood, knowing that the recurrence of old injuries led to the revival of old hatreds, and his life and death were only in the other party's thoughts.

A reckless hare sprang out of the grass, and suddenly there was a flash of white light, and the poor little fellow was killed by the flying knife.

"Lunch-to-door!" Scarface withdrew his slightly outstretched right hand, a grim smile rising into the corner of his mouth.

Wang Kui stared at the rock-like face of the scarred face, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the other four were slowly drawing their knives, and he felt more calm in his heart about life and death. "Kill him, what is your mission?" He threw out the question that the other had not yet answered.

"Mission?" Scarface shook his head slowly, "Since someone is following, there must be a large number of ambushes nearby, with this kid, who gets in the way, will eventually sit on the Ming Dynasty's excuse to ask Wara for his guilt, and my brothers will also lose their lives." It's better to kill him, not only to destroy the handle, but also to increase the chances of escape! ”

The battle of words and tongues seems redundant, the swords have been unsheathed, the white swaying is bright, and the blood fight is about to start, but it is a pair of five······ Alas, the ending can be imagined!

"Kill me, and you will surely die!" Zhu Qiming looked at the stream in front of him, his eyes were in the same color as the clear spring, as if his mind at this time was only on the mountains and rivers, and had nothing to do with life and death, and his tone was as gentle as a stream, "The Ming army knows your whereabouts, and they don't do it for a long time, just because of the rat trap!" Otherwise, you would have been torn to pieces. ”

The appalling words were uttered so lightly that the silence of the mountains added a strange color.

Scarface's eyes rolled slowly, and his vulgar expression finally added an aura. At this moment, even Elm's head should be enlightened: the people who are secretly following and watching only want to rescue the hostages intact, and do not want the slightest accident to happen, so they have a year-long dormant patience!

"Rat-thrower?" Suddenly, Scarface looked up to the sky and laughed, with a relieved and relaxed look on his face. "So we're scaring ourselves! With this kid in hand, what if you meet an army of millions? Who dares to stand in the way? Let's go, let's go all the way north! ”

A wry smile floated at the corner of Zhu Qiming's mouth, in order to survive, he had to choose the lesser of two evils, and from then on, he was left to be held by others, thrown into the bitter cold land, and stayed away from the capital day by day.

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Yunnan crosses, people go north, and the imperial capital is gradually distant.

The long journey, the rolling dust, only feel that the prosperity is far away, the wilderness is getting closer, helpless to collect the desire in the heart, and when you lie on the ground to rest, you will go back to the imperial capital to dream.

After all, they were thieves with a weak heart, and for fear of encountering patrols or arousing suspicion and causing unnecessary trouble, the Warats traveled day and night until the end of June, when they arrived near the border castle Pine Castle, and chose a secluded mountain forest to hide.

Everyone hurriedly filled their stomachs, and it was already dusk.

Zhu Qiming sat down next to Wang Kui and returned the "Zuo Biography" to him. He had read this book three times, and thought that if he returned it to Wang Kui, maybe he would get a new book.

Sure enough, Wang Kui took out a copy of "Warring States Policy" from his bag and put it in Zhu Qiming's hand. In addition to the dregs of infighting and scheming each other in "Warring States Policy", there are still many thought-provoking strategies for governing the country, but I heard Mr. Lu say that "Warring States Policy" should be read again when you become an adult, affected by this, Zhu Qiming looked at Wang Kui with a trace of uneasiness, but Wang Kui smiled disapprehantly.

Holding the "Warring States Policy" in his hand, his thoughts unconsciously returned to the palace school, and returned to the place where the fragrance of books overflowed and he was half tired and half happy. Now that I think about it, everything is like a big dream!

So, the soul enters the hometown of books, and all the worries drift away with the fragrance of books.

He faintly felt that the light was getting dimmer and dimmer, and there seemed to be a noisy sound in the distance, but he was already addicted to his books and had not yet woken up.

I felt that my arm was being dragged and shaken, and I suddenly woke up and looked up. I saw that in the twilight, more than ten zhang away in front of me, several people walked quickly towards this side.

After a while, I finally got a rough look at the person who came. The seven big and one small eight people are all dressed as Ming people, the person in front is slightly thin, his face is covered by a black cloak, with a bit of mystery, and the six people in the back are dressed and girded, showing that they are martial arts masters.

The strange thing is that the "man in the cloak" is followed by a little girl about seven years old, with a horse bun and a floral skirt, at first glance, it looks a little like Lu Xiyu, which makes Zhu Qiyue's eyes light up.

"The girl's name is Syros Saihan, the daughter of the princess of Warat. The man next to her is her literary teacher, Tuhuan's confidant, and it is said that he is a Ming person, except for Tuhuan, no one knows his name. Wang Kui whispered in Zhu Qiming's ear.

Hearing that the girl was a Tartar girl, Zhu Qiming was quite disappointed. When I got closer, I was finally able to see the face of the person who came, in all fairness, Saihan was a rare beauty in the world in Daming, but in Zhu Qiming's eyes, she was far less beautiful than Lu Xiyu. Moreover, the brutality and arrogance in the corners of Saihan's eyes and eyebrows make people look very unpleasant.

Shaking his head, he hurriedly withdrew his gaze and refocused on reading, but the words were blurred······ Alas, this nasty twilight!

Suddenly, my jaw was cold, and a brutal female voice immediately entered my ears.

"Rude, you!" The Chinese pronunciation of this female voice is not bad, but the sentences are so neat that people are speechless.

Zhu Qiming raised his head and saw Saihan's stinky fart holding his head high, holding his chin against his chin with a short scabbard, and pushing it up. Scarface and the other six people next to him were saluting Saihan, but they were not yet straight. Wang Kui was among the salutes.

Zhu Qiming's face was as usual, but his chin was secretly straining, Saihan's hand slipped, and the scabbard almost came off.

Footsteps sounded, and Scarface's men saluted, and dispersed with the new master, hiding in the nearby woods.

"Barbarian! Reading less books, rude! The brutality in the corner of Saihan's eyes was revealed.

Please, it's "less reading", okay, little brat! Zhu Qiming couldn't cry or laugh, his Confucian foundation was quite solid, and now he was despised by this Tartar girl who couldn't even speak smoothly, where could he be reasonable!

Looking at the pair of angry starry eyes, Zhu Qiming squeezed out a mocking smile.

"Forget it, princess, come here." The "man in the cloak" quietly lifted the cloak, revealing only a pair of eyes, quickly glanced at Zhu Qiming, and then covered his head again and said slowly. The deep voice sounded very pleasant.

Zhu Qiming turned his head and glanced at it hurriedly, but found nothing, the cloak was lifted and closed in an instant, and the person's true face was still like in the clouds.

Although Saihan was annoyed, he finally kept the bottom line of respecting the teacher, snorted, and returned to the "man in the cloak" unwillingly.

"Go boil the water!" Scarface glanced at Zhu Qiyue, and said angrily.

Zhu Qiming was trying to get rid of the entanglement of the barbarian woman, so he immediately put the book into his arms, got up and went to the stove to look for cooking utensils.

All the belongings in Zhuolu Mountain were thrown away in the local area, and the cooking utensils here were newly purchased and had not yet been used.

Picking up a clay pot, he buried his head and walked towards the stream. After walking a few feet away, he looked back and met Saihan's strange gaze, and Scarface and the man in the cloak didn't seem to care where he went.

After a moment's thought, it became clear to me: Scarface's four subordinates and the six new masters were scattered around to keep guard, and no one was worried about him taking the opportunity to escape.

After filling the water, he returned to the stove, where three bonfires had been lit, but they were empty, the scarface and the cloaked man were nowhere to be found, and even Wang Kui was gone.

The air was filled with the peculiar smell of the Warats, and intuitively he knew that the Warats were nearby. So, he stabilized the clay pot, raised the stove fire, and then lay aside, took out the "Warring States Policy", and read it carefully by the light of the fire.

There seemed to be someone whispering not far away, Zhu Qiming's curiosity suddenly rose, put down the book, quietly approached the whispering place of the human voice, and leaned his ear behind a boulder to listen, and the sound of a scar-faced mad voice sounded there, which made Zhu Qiming's heart tremble.

"The subordinates are really fed up, so they just kill Wang Kui and kill that kid!"