Peng Yue seemed to be in a daze, and heard Qiu Qingge's screams and crying. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 He slowly opened his eyes, only to feel a wave of dizziness, and then a huge pain came over him, making him subconsciously close his eyes again.

In a trance, he caught a glimpse of Qiu Qingge's figure, only to see her lying on the ground, retreating backwards in horror, and in front of her was a Tartar soldier slowly approaching her.

Peng Yue didn't know what had happened just now, he only knew that it was dangerous now, he seemed to see the fear in Qiu Qingge's eyes, and seemed to hear the grievances in her crying, he wanted to stand up and save Qiu Qingge, but he really didn't have the strength.

He was very angry, angry at his uselessness, angry at his own incompetence, if he really watched Qiu Qingge being humiliated in front of him, Peng Yue felt that he would definitely have no way to live anymore.

Yes, he still has a life, so Peng Yue smashed the ground hard, he wanted to attract the attention of the Tartar soldiers, so as to give Qiu Qingge a chance to escape, he didn't even have time to think about what would happen to his life.

It's a pity that at this time, the Tartar soldiers who had the essence on the brain couldn't hear the faint sound that Peng Yue made at all, because Peng Yue was already a dead man in his eyes, how could a dead person move? What's more, the Tartar soldiers still had their backs to Peng Yue.

The Tartar soldier now only has this big beauty left in his eyes, and it seems that her every move is full of amorousness, provoking his nerves and lower body, and he can't help but pounce on it.

When Peng Yue saw this scene, he couldn't help but beat his body, but unfortunately he really didn't have any strength now, and even when he beat his body, he only felt a pain in his raised arm.

He had an urge to cry, he was so useless, yes, he could use his shouting to attract the attention of the Tartar soldiers, why didn't he think of it just now!

Just when Peng Yue was about to shout, he suddenly touched something on his body: it was a fire gun, the fire gun that Xu Jie gave him when he was leaving!

Peng Yue is now starting to rejoice, fortunately he didn't call out just now, otherwise he really couldn't make up for it. Now the Tartar soldiers should not have discovered themselves, Peng Yue slowly grasped the fire gun with his hand.

He was scared now, he didn't dare to let out a breath, for fear that the Tartars would find out, and he felt that his palms were about to be soaked with sweat.

The Tartar soldier wanted to pounce on Qiu Qingge just now, but he was kicked hard by Qiu Qingge's uninjured leg, which Qiu Qingge lifted with all his might.

The Tartar soldier didn't expect Qiu Qingge to have the strength to kick him, but he wasn't annoyed, because he liked the feeling of hunting.

The beauty in front of him was much stronger than the village girls and peasant women who usually captured the city and grabbed it, so he had enough patience to play with this little beauty for a while.

It seemed that the longer this continued, the stronger the pleasure he would enjoy for a while, and he was now considering whether to cut the other leg of this little beauty again, after all, she still hurt from kicking just now.

"Ah", Peng Yue didn't care about the pain, he used his last bit of strength to shoot at the Tartar soldiers, he endured the great pain, so that his hand did not follow the deviation, so that he could accurately hit the target.

With a "bang", it hit the back of the Tartar soldier, who turned his head in disbelief and slowly fell.

It is said that the power of this kind of firearm is not as lethal as a single hit, although it is the latest product developed by military weapons, but the range, power, etc., are not at all the same as modern pistols.

However, due to the fact that the distance between the Tartar soldiers and Peng Yue was really very close, and the strike position was also accurate, and the Tartar soldiers had front wounds, although he did not die, it was only a matter of time.

Qiu Qingge, who had suffered a sudden change, was already stunned, she gasped, and seemed to dare not believe all this, but she saw that the Tartar soldier's hand was still moving, so she hurriedly crawled over, snatched the saber in his hand, and hit him twice until she was sure that he was completely out of breath, and then stopped.

Looking at Peng Yue at this time, he had already fainted again in pain, Qiu Qingge dragged her injured leg and crawled towards Peng Yue little by little.

Qiu Qingge came to Peng Yue's side, looked at his body covered with blood, and then thought about the change he had just encountered, he couldn't help but lie beside him and cry loudly.

Peng Yue seemed to be awakened by Qiu Qingge's voice, he slowly opened his eyes again, and when he saw the slightly blurred figure in front of him, he couldn't help but want to touch her and comfort her, but he really couldn't move now.

"Brother Peng...", Qiu Qingge, who had been holding his hand tightly, of course felt the slight tremor on Peng Yue's fingers, "Brother Peng, are you awake, are you okay?" ”

Peng Yue swallowed with difficulty, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile to Qiu Qingge, "I... I'm okay, are you okay? ”

"Wow...", Qiu Qingge saw the puddles of blood on Peng Yue's body, and then looked at his pale face as if there was no blood at all, and now even his voice was angry, and he couldn't help crying loudly, "Woo... You're like this, and you're saying there's nothing to do, you're... You don't want to be fine, or I won't want to live! Woo..."

Peng Yue saw that Qiu Qingge had become a tearful person, and even his voice became hoarse, and then thinking about what happened to the two of them now, he couldn't help but feel sad, "You... Don't you cry, I... I don't have anything to do...", Peng Yue said, his tone was also a little choked, and the tears had already flowed down uncontrollably.

"Qingge, it's all weird... It's not good to blame me, I brought you here in the first place, but I made you miserable...", Peng Yue sobbed quietly, and some blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

"Don't say it, don't say it...", Qiu Qingge couldn't stop crying, but he wiped his tears with his hand, as well as the blood on the corner of his mouth, "It's not your fault, it's all my own fault, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have taken the initiative to ask to come to Shoulan County, I hurt you, woo... It's all my fault..."

"Okay, neither of us can blame anyone...", Peng Yue sniffed, "The way we are now, if there are any more Tartars chasing after us, we won't be able to live..."

"That's... So what do we do now? Qiu Qingge wiped his tears, looked at Peng Yue and asked.

Although Peng Yue is basically no different from a waste person now, Qiu Qingge still habitually asks Peng Yue, maybe this is a woman's dependence on men.

"Look, I'm like this... It's also hopeless, you... You get into the woods in front of you, stay there during the day, and then go out at night, pick a path or... Or go in rough places, total... You can always escape..."

"What do you say, if it weren't for you, I... I didn't want to live for a long time, how could I leave you! When Qiu Qingge heard Peng Yue's words, she couldn't help but be a little angry, but she couldn't lose her temper with Peng Yue now.

"But now... You can't walk at all, you run away on your own... It's all hard work, how can you take care of me? Peng Yue knew that Qiu Qingge had a deep affection for him and would definitely not run away alone, so he had to tell the reality of the situation, hoping that she could understand this truth.

"You don't have to worry about it, no matter what, I'll take you out with me!" , Qiu Qingge looked at Peng Yue and said firmly. (To be continued.) )