Yang Qiuchi observed the ground situation and found that there were potholes, and the road was full of horseshoe prints, not to mention Song Yuner's horses, if he replaced himself, I am afraid it would be difficult to track them according to the horseshoe prints.

After galloping forward for more than an hour, he leaned into a sheep's intestine path, and after running for a while, he saw the waves splashing, and the jujube red horse had stepped into a waist-deep river.

At this moment, Yang Qiuchi was completely dead, the flowing water would wash away the smell, even if Song Yun'er and they used a little black dog, there was no way to track it when they got here.

The jujube red horse stepped on the water splash forward, slowly drowning on the horse's belly, Yang Qiuchi's palm has been immersed in the water, the river water in early spring and February, is still cold and biting, and from time to time there are water droplets splashing on Yang Qiuchi's face.

The speed slowed down, Yang Qiuchi's stomach that had suffered from bumps all the way finally felt a little better, and he tried to squint his eyes to look at the woman's shoes, trying to judge something from them.

The woman was wearing a pair of black thin-soled fast boots, embroidered with gold lace, and the handiwork was very delicate. From these shoes alone, Yang Qiuchi couldn't see anything, and he didn't dare to talk to her, so he had to continue to make stuffy gourds.

After crossing the river, he trotted up the river for a pillar of incense, and then slowly climbed up a winding path.

The thatched shrub branches on the side of the path kept cutting Yang Qiuchi's arms, leaving small openings, Yang Qiuchi bumped all the way, his head hung upside down, and his whole body was about to fall apart, where did he still care about this little injury.

After walking for another half an hour, Yang Qiuchi couldn't hold on anymore, and said with a wheez: "Girl, I'm in a hurry!" ”

The woman didn't say anything.

"Hey! I'm in a hurry! I can't stand it! ”

Still ignore it.

"Hey! I want to poop! It's about to be pulled out! Yang Qiuchi was angry and played tricks.

The jujube red horse finally stopped, and the woman grabbed Yang Qiuchi's waist and threw it out, Yang Qiuchi soared into the air like a cloud, and then fell firmly on a piece of grass. Although the grass was soft, Yang Qiuchi, who had been bumpy all the way, fell to the point of Venus in front of him, lying on the grass, and couldn't get up for a long time.

Yang Qiuchi found that his hands and feet could move, and he was a little strange, could it be that the moment the woman threw herself down, she had already solved her acupoints.

The woman said coldly, "I'll just give you a tea time!" "Silver bells are as crisp and pleasant as the ear, but cold as frost.

Yang Qiuchi knew that this kind of martial arts person was talking, he was not really anxious, he just wanted to take this opportunity to move his muscles and bones, and if he continued to bump like this, he would be bumped to death if he was not killed.

Yang Qiuchi deliberately groaned vigorously, struggled to get up slowly, and looked around from the corner of his eye to see if there was any chance to escape.

The woman's voice came from behind him: "If you want to escape, you can try it." ”

Yang Qiuchi knew that in front of such a master, he was really like a baby, and there was no room for resistance at all. Yang Qiuchi rubbed his feet and stomachs, and touched the 77-style pistol tied to the inside of his calf, and his heart was wide, the pistol had not fallen off, and he suddenly had a bottom.

However, Yang Qiuchi is not ready to use a gun, at least not now, this woman just repelled the joint blow of Song Yun'er, Nangong Xiong, and Xia Ping, and her martial arts skills are extremely high, and her hands and feet are now sore, and she has to open the safety and load, to deal with this kind of master, if she misses one hit, there will be no second chance.

Besides, Qin Zhihui and Song Qing's two concubines are still in the hands of others, who killed her, where to find them. So Yang Qiuchi decided not to use a gun as a last resort.

Yang Qiuchi sat on the grass and looked at the woman and asked, "You robbed my two concubines, right?" ”

The woman did not reply, but the mountain breeze blew, and her veil fluttered softly, and her snow-white neck could be seen.

"Why did you snatch my concubine? Have I offended you? When Yang Qiuchi thought of this question, he suddenly became angry: "Where did you put my concubine?" ”

Still no answer.

Yang Qiuchi was even more angry and shouted, "Hey! Are you deaf or dumb? I'm asking you! ”

The woman still didn't say anything.

"I know, you fell in love with me and were angry with me for taking concubines, so you snatched them all away so that I could marry you?" Yang Qiuchi deliberately laughed sarcastically and exaggeratedly: "Although I, Yang Qiuchi, am more lustful, I still can't look down on you as ugly as you!" ”

The woman didn't seem to hear Yang Qiuchi's words, and it seemed that Yang Qiuchi didn't say her, so she didn't say a word.

Yang Qiuchi laughed: "If you don't want to marry me, what are you doing robbing my concubine?" If you're not ugly, what are you doing with your face covered? ”

The woman finally spoke, her voice cold: "It's time for a cup of tea!" Immediately, he rose from the jujube red horse and landed in front of Yang Qiuchi.

Yang Qiuchi screamed, and was about to roll down the mountain, but was blocked by something, and when he looked at it, it was the woman's feet wearing black embroidered thin-soled fast boots, and then his body was grabbed by the woman in the air and clamped under his armpit.

The last time Yang Qiuchi was frightened, he paid attention to it, but this time he was very sober, he felt the softness of this woman's waist, and smelled a faint fragrance, this fragrance is very familiar, where have you smelled it.

The woman walked to the jujube red horse with Yang Qiuchi in her arms, and was about to put Yang Qiuchi on the saddle.

Yang Qiuchi shouted, "Are you Yun'er's master? ”

The woman stopped, then slowly put Yang Qiuchi on the grass and asked coldly, "How do you know?" ”

"You have the same spices, and the same swords and swords! When Yun'er chased down the rope just now, she said to you, 'Wait, he's my brother!' Don't catch him! Instead of 'Stop, let him go!' 'It means that Yun'er has recognized you!' ”

The woman didn't say a word, she wore a veil, only revealing her bright black eyes, staring coldly at Yang Qiuchi.

"Am I right?" Yang Qiuchi said proudly, since he knew that she was Yun'er's master, there must be another purpose for snatching Qin Zhihui and Song Qing, and this purpose is not difficult to guess, it is nothing more than to make himself treat Song Yun'er better and accept her as a concubine. Promise her that Song Yun'er is also very good anyway, although she looks like a boy, she doesn't lose herself by being her own concubine.

Yang Qiuchi knew that he would not be in danger, his heart was relieved, and his mood was relaxed, he looked the woman up and down curiously, deliberately tilted his head exaggeratedly to look at her veiled face, and shook his head.

The woman asked coldly, "What are you shaking your head for?" ”

"Yun'er lied to me, she said that her master was in his early thirties, but now I look at you, at most in his early twenties-hmph! This Yun'er dares to lie to his brother! Be sure to fix her when you go back! ”

Yang Qiuchi thought to herself, what a thirty-year-old woman is most afraid of is that others say that she is old, although this woman has high martial arts, she must be the same as other women at this point, she can't get out of the ordinary, she must be happy to hear herself praise her, this relationship will be familiar, and then find a way to get her two concubines back.

However, when he looked over triumphantly, he realized that he had thought wrong, the woman's dark and bright eyes were still cold and cold, and there was no smile.

The smile on Yang Qiuchi's face froze, unwilling to fail, and continued to pat himself on the back: "You snatched my concubine, and left a note for me to call myself an old man?" Is there a twenty-year-old body? ”

The woman said: "Don't talk nonsense! Walk! The voice sounded even colder than before.

Yang Qiuchi asked, "Where to go?" ”

"You'll know when you get there!"

"But I'm not convenient yet!"

The woman snorted and waved her hand.

Yang Qiuchi hurriedly slipped away and trotted behind a big rock. Since he knew that she was Song Yun'er's master, that is, the person who snatched the concubine, he wanted to take this opportunity to get his concubine back, don't say flee at this time, he won't leave if he leaves.

After the convenience, Yang Qiuchi ran back and said, "Let's go," remembering the bumps along the way, and then said, "Master, don't put me on horseback, okay?" It hurt my stomach and my whole body was going to fall apart. ”

The woman said, "I'm not your master, don't scream!" ”

"You are Yun'er's master, Yun'er is my sister, I follow my sister to call you master, that's how it should be."

The woman snorted: "No! Now I can only be called senior! ”

"Then when will you call Master?" Yang Qiuchi's heart moved, did she want to take me as an apprentice? That's not good, I only learned martial arts in my twenties, not to mention the hard work, I will die of exhaustion when I am tired. Thinking like this in his heart, he said directly out of his mouth: "When it comes to the front, I am not your apprentice." ”

"Dreaming!" The woman snorted: "Less nonsense, get on the horse!" ”

This woman has a very strange temper, and she has to be careful. Yang Qiuchi didn't dare to ask more, stepped on the horse, and sat on the saddle. Turning his head, he asked the woman strangely, "Senior, I'm on the horse, where are you sitting?" ”

The woman landed on one foot, flew on the horse, sat behind Yang Qiuchi, grabbed his waist and lifted him forward, and let him sit in front of the saddle and between the horse's neck. Then he jumped into the saddle and sat down.

Yang Qiuchi was a little embarrassed, it turned out that people didn't want to let him sit in the saddle, and he was about to speak to cover up, when the woman grabbed the horse's belly, and the jujube red horse trotted up the mountain along the mountain road.

Yang Qiuchi had nowhere to step on his feet and nowhere to grab his hands, and when the horse moved, he almost fell down. The woman grabbed him by the shoulder, and then steadied. Yang Qiuchi hurriedly clamped the horse's neck with his feet, and grabbed a handful of horsemane tightly with both hands.

The woman held Yang Qiuchi's shoulders, and her neck was quite stable on horseback.

Although the trail is winding, but this jujube red horse walks fast, Yang Qiuchi is a little worried about whether he will step on the air, and even people and horses roll down the mountain, but I didn't expect that although this jujube red horse is walking fast, it is very steady.

(To be continued)