When Dugu Duan noticed that a horse appeared in his field of vision, he already began to know that he had made the right bet this time.

From the initial frustration to the moment of relaxation after the water bladder, all he did was simply waiting—not catching up at all—walking slowly along the rugged and bumpy mountain paths, and when there were fruit trees in kànjiàn, if there were occasionally a few green fruits that had been left behind, he would pick them and taste them.

On his back, he still carried his "10,000 people" long knife that symbolized 'sex'.

Slightly different from the usual outfit, it is the half-empty burden on the shoulders and the full water bladder on the waist.

Half of the food in the baggage was quietly taken away by Miss Dijia, but the water in the water bladder was filled with his ulterior motives.

Food is for food, but water is for life.

However, to Duguduan's surprise, there was only one horse he kànjiàn, and there was no one on the horse's back, which was slightly worse than expected.

In fact, in terms of the total amount, the amount he expected to be able to return should be "three", but at this time, only "one" came back, which can be said to have lost two-thirds of the amount - this is only in terms of quantity. The reason why Dugu Duan feels that there are only "some" deviations is not that he doesn't know that he has suffered a big loss in terms of "quantity", but because what he values is not "quantity", but cause and effect.

To be more precise, he could already see that the relationship between Miss Dijia and the two horses was actually a relationship of "pulling out the radish and bringing out the mud" - horses cannot do without water, people cannot do without horses, and people cannot do without water.

In this way, it seems that the choice of "people" is extremely limited, even compared to horses. After all, as long as the horses have water, it doesn't matter if there is anyone to watch over them; And people are different, especially for Miss Dijia, without a horse, she thinks that she can't escape, and without water, she can't escape chuqu.

The more you rely on, the more you are constrained.

Dugu may not understand "not condensing on things", but the facts prove that there are some truths that are rooted in people's natural 'nature' and kept secret-it depends on whether people can notice it and use it reasonably.

Sure enough, after a brief panic in his heart, when he looked into the distance, another horse appeared in his field of vision.

Naturally, there were people on horseback.

There are 'female' people.

If you continue to describe it in detail, you may be able to say that there are 'women' who are 'unconscious'.

However, for Dugu Duan, as long as there are people above, this is enough.

He can not care whether the 'woman' on horseback is awake or 'unconscious', and he can't put himself in the 'woman's shoes' to think about whether it is better to be awake or 'unconscious'. First, he firmly believed that his attitude towards Miss Di would not change much if he woke up or was in a coma, and second, if he really put himself in such a shoes, he would never make such a mistake - taking a step back, even if he forgot to take water, the most important material in the barren mountains and mountains, like the previous Miss Di Family, according to his own 'nature', even if he died of thirst, he would not return again.

Not every mistake you make needs to be reminded of yourself with someone else's ridicule.

Even if Miss Di Jia was in a coma at this time, she couldn't see the corners of Dugu's slightly upturned mouth.

Strictly speaking, this is a rare smile on Duguduan's face, although the meaning of this smile is more negative, but when a tree that grows 'straight' suddenly bends down and begins to laugh, this visual impact is still not to be underestimated.

So the first horse went away, and the second hurried past him without stopping.

"It's not as good a smile as I am." The stallion didn't care about the lightness on his back, but felt that he was really frightened, and he desperately needed to rush to the mare's side to seek reassurance.

Or reassure the other person.

Duguduan's movements were a little rough. In fact, among the 'flower' hating willow and others, his figure does not belong to the tall one, which is also strange, the people next to the 'flower' hating willow are not very strong, and the 'flower' hating willow himself naturally does not need to talk about it, but She Qing, who has been 'mixed' in the army for many years, and Heizi, the master of Xiyue Kingdom, do not seem to be very tall - but Niu Wangqiu can lean on the word "tall", but this also needs to look back for another twenty years, Niu Wangqiu at this age is no longer this kind of words full of young people can be used to describe it.

Duguduan's "tall" degree should be ranked second or third in the 'flower' hating willow group. The reason why I can't say whether it's two or three is because there is such an outlier that the sky is not afraid of. If it is according to the height, the sky is not afraid to be counted backwards, but if it is close to the aura of deification, he is the first person to be indispensable.

At this time, Miss Di was cut off by Dugu under the arm of the side, like a sandbag used to exercise arm strength in the army, tightly clamped under the armpit, Ren's waist was soft but she couldn't break free from the steel-like circle.

If someone sees the situation at this time, they will avoid it from afar. Because although Miss Di was drowsy, as soon as she was tightened, she still felt a suffocation in her 'chest' and abdomen, and her eyes, which were already unable to open, were still closed, but her mouth did not stop, although her voice was as thin as a mosquito and fly, but she could still hear it if she listened carefully: "Drown me...... Filled me up......"

In particular, her powerless swinging hands and feet, no matter how you look at it, it looks like she is lying on her back in the water and begging for death.

So this scene is roughly similar to a man who is not strong but also strong and carries a "woman" who "wants" to die, and goes to Huangquan together.

Whoever is in front of them seems to be blocking their way to the Yellow Springs—or is he already in hell.

Throwing people into the carriage, Dugu Duan did not rush to remove the water bladder from his waist, but gently 'touched' and 'touched' the waist and abdomen of Miss Dijia - before teaming up with 'Hua' Hate Liu and others, there were only two kinds of people in Duguduan's eyes: dead and alive;

But at the moment, this Miss Dijia, he is not good at judging whether he should be killed or not. If it is according to the idea of 'flower' hating willow, this person should not be killed, because the task of 'flower' hating willow is to "rob relatives", if it is a dead person who is robbed, then 'flower' hating willow only needs to order a word to kill, there is no need to leave such a troublesome tail; however, if it is according to Duguduan's wishes, this 'woman' is still dead - he has never been so embarrassed to be unconsciously 'stuned', and what is even more infuriating is that this is a 'woman', defenseless' Female' son and, such an ugly, rude and stupid 'female' son!

Thinking of this, he suddenly thought that in fact, there may be other explanations for the matter of "snatching relatives", such as even if you rob the dead, you can still be married - with a dark marriage. If you think about it this way, there won't be so many tangled things about the life and death of the 'girl' in front of you, so that you can kill people without violating the instructions of the 'flower' hating willow, maybe it's a bucuo choice.

But Dugu is not stupid at all, he immediately thought that he was the one who robbed his relatives, and listened to the meaning of 'Hua' hating Liu and others, it seems that if this Miss Di family wants to marry her, she is also for herself.

If he hadn't died, this marriage wouldn't have been worthy. So in this way, if he wants to kill Miss Dijia, he needs to kill himself first, and then kill others.

This is a paradox.

Dugu thought about it for a while, and felt that maybe he could give this 'girl' a fatal blow when he was dying, as long as he died before her.

However, if he died, why would he kill this stupid, rude and ugly 'girl'? Could it be that he really wants to be an underground couple with this person? Thinking of this, Dugu laughed self-deprecatingly, feeling that this was a stupid thing that could no longer be described as "congenital deficiency".

He didn't realize that he had laughed twice in this short period of time.

He just continued to 'touch'.

Fortunately, he didn't 'grope' around the weak waist for too long, and he quickly found what he was looking for.

An ivory dagger, a gourd-shaped porcelain vial.

After putting these two things away, he carefully stared at the 'woman' in front of him, who was still in a 'coma', and looked up and down all over his body, before finally making sure that there was nothing in her that could threaten him.

So he took off his pants...... Well, untie the water bladder hanging from the 'pants', take out the cork stopper, and unceremoniously dump xiàqu at the face with closed eyes and frowning.

"Drowning...... Yes! Feeling the flowing liquid on her face, Miss Di continued to immerse herself in the dreamlike ocean, she was not a person who was afraid of death—or she was a person who was afraid of death for a while......

'Women' are fickle as their prerogative, and there is nothing good about it that deserves to be taken seriously.

For Miss Dijia, when she knew that she was going to marry Kongcheng Beast, she was not afraid of death; When her mouth was dry and weak because she fled, she became a person who spared her life; When she felt that she had fallen into a river or lake, struggling in the water but with nowhere to rely on it, she could see it again: even if she died, she had to drink before she died...... At this time, she was only 'excited' by the water of this half of the water bladder, but the pleasure of Fang Cai also disappeared quickly, and in the exclamation, she opened her eyes and choked out the water that had been poured into her nose and mouth with great difficulty, and at the same time, she seemed to greedily take advantage of the interval between the rest and pursed her lips, and swallowed the sweet-tasting water that remained in her mouth very carefully little by little down her throat.

With the movement of the lower throat, it felt as if it had been slashed by a knife. She thought it was also a delusion, but when she came back to her senses, she found that she really had a dagger on her throat.

A 'fine', ivory dagger.

Her eyes widened, but she did not dare to cry out, for she knew how sharp the dagger of her own was; For she did not know if the hand of the man holding the dagger would tremble—just a little shaking, and her throat would be 'flowered' into a wound that was not long but would surely bleed.

"Send ...... I've given it to you......" Trying to tilt her head back slightly, she found that the other party still didn't move, Miss Di secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but she still took care of the face of the Di family, and pretended to be calm and looked at the face that did not intend to hide the mocking expression at all.