The fog rises in the mountains, the sky begins to brighten, the stars recede in the night sky, and it will not be long before the first rays of the morning sun in the mountains can be seen.

In the forest in the distance, there is a sparse sound suddenly, startling a few mountain birds, there seems to be something in the forest jumping rapidly, listening to the sound, its speed is extremely fast, the towering ancient trees in the mountains do not block it, can have this speed in the mountains, it is not the leopard and the like.

On an old locust tree in the back mountain of Sui Mountain, several yellow orioles are combing each other's feathers, a scene of affection and love, is sweet, suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of them, because the speed was too fast, it disappeared in a flash, and a few little guys didn't care.

But the next moment, the blood that fell out of nowhere was stained on their feathers, followed by a noisy chasing sound, and the oriole could not stand it anymore, flapping its wings and flying high into the air. Looking down from above, I saw a black dot flashing in the dense forest in front of me, and a long line chasing after me.

And this team is divided into three parts, there is one person at the front, two people in the middle, and the one who follows at the back is already lagging behind.

But where can it be a bird that understands the meaning, so it doesn't care about it, and flutters its wings and flies high.

Jumping from one branch to another, and by the way, dodging the feather arrows shot from the dead corner of the field of vision in the back, Su Qinghuang sprinkled a trail of blood on the tree he passed, and Wang De'er behind him was ghostly, his nose was more sensitive than a dog, and he smelled all the way, and the two chased and fled, and ran for I don't know how long.

Su Qinghuang didn't know the road, but he remembered the general direction of the Prison Dragon Stream, so although there were many detours along the way, the general direction was still right.

Everyone in the world said that imprisoning the dragon stream would make it impossible for Wu Xiu to do it, Su Qinghuang didn't know if it was true or not, but he also had nowhere else to escape, at least going there wouldn't make things worse.

Wang De'er, who was chasing behind him, obviously knew what he was thinking in his heart, and the pace of chasing became more and more urgent, and there were a few times when he was only a few steps away from Su Qinghuang, if it weren't for the little strength of the dragon, he would never be able to escape now.

But the fatigue in his body had become more and more bone-in-cheek, and Su Qinghuang's pace began to slow down. The system shows that there is still half an hour to withdraw from this state, and then there will be a period of weakness for twelve hours, and his strength will drop to about one star during this period, which is equivalent to the quenching realm in martial arts.

"Be careful. In the sea of knowledge, a voice shouted loudly.

Su Qing's drowsy mind was cool for a while, and his heart tightened at the moment, and his legs were fiercely borrowed from the trunk, thanks to the fact that the branches of this tree were thick enough to withstand the force without breaking.

Lifting the little aura left in his body, Su Qinghuang slammed forward for a long distance, avoiding the knife-like willow leaves that attacked from behind.

Finally, the front is no longer the same green, but there is a clear and natural dividing line.

On this side of the line, the ancient trees in the forest are lush and full of life. But at the other end, not to mention that there is no grass, at least not even a small tree one person high, there are large piles of dead grass on the ground, and it looks like something has robbed it of its vitality, and it looks like it has been robbed of its vitality.

Only a dozen zhang away from that line, Su Qinghuang's face suddenly changed, and his dragon transformation state was forcibly canceled. It's not because the time has come, but because the aura in the body is obviously suppressed by something, and the flow in the meridians is unusually slow.

It was the end of the strong crossbow plus excessive blood loss, and now that the aura could not be used, Su Qinghuang almost stumbled to the ground. Fortunately, with a breath in his chest, he forcibly lifted his body, heard Wang De'er's footsteps behind him, and crossed the line in stride.

Wang De'er came out of the forest at this time, hanging with weeds and leaves, and his breath fluctuated, it seemed that he had eaten the last trick, and he was also uncomfortable. It's a pity that Su Qinghuang's realm is always too low, otherwise the progress will go one step further, reaching **ten percent, and he may not have the strength to fight.

Seeing that Wang De'er hesitated, obviously afraid of this place, Su Qinghuang opened his mouth, showed a mouthful of white teeth and said with a smile: "I chased the master for a night like a dog, how about it, continue to chase." ”

Wang De'er glanced at him, his eyes were gloomy, and he was not affected by this agitation. This son is scheming, be careful with his way, or wait for him

It wasn't too late for people to come and catch him together.

In fact, there is another point, Wang Deer buried it in his heart and did not say it. If he really entered the realm of the imprisoned dragon stream, he couldn't do it, and he wasn't sure that he would be able to win the young man who didn't look like he was in the pneumatic realm, even though he was now scarred.

Su Qinghuang started to have a smile on his face, sitting on the ground thinking that he could finally catch his breath. But as the line behind him began to slowly get into place, his face finally became ugly.

Because this place is unobstructed, it is an excellent place for bows and arrows to play, so the opposite side quickly put on the bowstring, and after they shrank down the line, they started the first round of salvo towards Su Qinghuang like shooting rabbits.

The sound of feather arrows whistling in his ears swept through him, and Su Qinghuang dodged on the ground and crawled, barely dodging, but after one round, he immediately followed the second round, and the third round, and if it continued like this, he had to be shot into a hedgehog.

"Peng"

In a round of arrow rain, there was a voice that was particularly harsh, Su Qinghuang was anxious at this time, how could he have the strength to distinguish it, so he was unfortunately hit by an arrow without noticing.

Intense pain came from his arm, and his entire arm was pierced, so that he could barely hold a gun.

The one just now was shot by Wang De'er, seeing that Su Qinghuang couldn't support it, he was not in a hurry, just grinding arrow after arrow, and the smile on his face became more and more gloomy. I saw that the dead eunuch took three feather arrows from behind at the same time and drew the bow, and the three arrows were exactly in the shape of a zigzag, blocking all the positions that Su Qinghuang could dodge up and down, left and right.

It can be said that if Su Qinghuang doesn't do anything and dodges like before, he will definitely die under this arrow.

The legendary Prison Dragon Stream is more than a dozen steps behind him, and here he can clearly feel the raging wind at the mouth of the stream, looking at the sharp arrows in front of him, Su Qinghuang's face is cold, and the vitality under his feet explodes towards the back.

This time, not only dodged the three arrows coming from the front, but also threw his whole person towards the imprisoned dragon stream.

Seeing this, Wang De'er's face finally changed greatly, and shouted, "Stop him." ”

But even he himself is still some distance away from Su Qinghuang, how can others stop him.

Su Qinghuang's face was expressionless, and at the last moment when he fell into the imprisoned dragon stream, he looked at Wang De'er coldly, and his eyes were like looking at a dead man, a cold dead man.

......

In the courtyard of the Su family, it was still early, so except for the porter, the rest of the people were dreaming of Zhou Gong in bed.

The little boy on shift was yawning and sitting stupidly, and a chaotic sound of horses' hooves sounded, from far to near. At first, I didn't care about it, thinking that it was going to someone else's house, but soon stopped at the gate of the Su family, and the sound of the copper ring hitting the piercing door sounded.

The little guy is also smart-witted, and he knows that he dares to ride a high-headed horse to come to the door at this time, and he is definitely not an ordinary person, so he quickly dispels his sleepiness and steps forward to open the door.

"How many, are you a military master?" Seeing that everyone outside the door was strong, dressed in swords, guns and armor, the little guy asked tentatively.

The leader looked at the little guy in front of him and asked in a low voice, "Here, it's the Su family, right?"

The little guy nodded, "That's right, our young master's name is Su Qinghuang, and it seems that he is also in the barracks, called, called." ”

"Camp Deerhill. ”

"That's right, Camp Deerhill. The little guy patted his head, and then asked, "How many of you are here?"

"As soon as I was troublesome, I said that the sergeants of the Lushan camp wanted to ask to see Miss Wu Muxin. ”

"Okay. ”

The little servant diligently led them to the living room, and then went to the back to inform Wu Muxin.

Miss Wu quickly cleaned up, and the white-clothed Wushuang took the lead, but for some reason, the beautiful woman's face had a solemn frost color.

The little girl followed behind, feeling that today's girl was very different from usual, could it be because she disturbed her sleep?

Of course, the next conversation was not something that he could hear, so he stood respectfully outside the door, thinking that if there was any command inside, he could hear it as soon as possible.

I don't know what it says, anyway, it's when the little guy leans against the wall and is drowsy

, There was a loud noise in the house, which resounded throughout the Li family, and the sound was so loud that the rest of the people who didn't know it woke up from their sleep at once, and thought that the house at home had collapsed, so they pushed the door out to check.

But only the little guy outside could see clearly, just now, the military master who was standing at the front of the team and talking to himself before, at the moment of the loud noise, flew out of the house like a broken paper kite, and the fine yellow cedar door was broken alive, not to mention, it was dragged straight on the bluestone platform in the courtyard for more than ten zhang before stopping.

"What's the matter?" Seeing this, the little man wanted to step forward to help, but after spitting out a mouthful of blood and staggering up, the military master stretched out his hand to refuse his approach, and then half-knelt on the ground, not only him, but the rest of the people also came to the courtyard and half-knelt together.

Then the little guy saw it for the first time, his own girl slowly came out of the house, the distant mountain foggy brow moved slightly, closed his eyes for a few breaths and opened his eyes, and even looked up at the sky, but still couldn't stop the ticking rain curtain hanging on his eyelashes.

Wu Muxinlian stepped forward lightly, looked at Shen Lian and Duan Wuya who were kneeling on the ground, her eyes were red, and she murmured softly: "Why not you, why not you?"

No one could answer, and the ten men in the courtyard lowered their heads in unison, and no one had the courage to look up at the stunning woman in front of him who made all the men in Qingjun bow their eyebrows. Her words were still as warm as still water, but every word was like the sharpest knife that cut flesh in their hearts.

Shen Lian's eyes were red, and he finally raised his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "A total of 1,000 people in the Lushan camp have been assembled and are on standby, and when we go back, we will immediately drive to Sui Mountain." There was a moment of silence, then Adam's apple moved, and said: "When I come back, I will come here to confess my guilt, even if the girl has a great grievance in her heart, we will all bear it." ”

"Get out. In the end, Wu Muxin just spit out such a word, and then sat on the stone chair, closing his eyes and saying nothing.

"Farewell. Shen Lian and the others bowed, got up silently, and retreated silently. During the whole process, the little guy just looked at it in surprise, but faintly, he always felt that something big must have happened at home, and perhaps, it was related to the young master.

Because they heard the noise before, the rest of the family wanted to come in to see what was going on, but they were ordered that no one should come in.

Wen Lao kept grabbing the two mustaches on his chin, cut off an unknown number of them, and asked anxiously at the child he brought out of the village in front of him: "How is Mu Xin, what are they talking about, Xiaohuzi, you are talking." ”

Xiaohuzi scratched his head and said, "Grandpa Wen, that's all I know, the girl and they were talking in the house at that time, where can I eavesdrop." ”

"Hey. Wen Lao turned around the door, still worried, and said: "No, I have to go in, I have to ask what happened, otherwise, I have to suffocate my old bones to death." ”

"Grandpa Wen, you can't come in. Huzi opened his arms to stop him, "The girl said that no one is allowed to enter without her permission." ”

Old man Wen blew his beard and glared at him: "You rabbit cub turned against you, dare to stop you Grandpa Wen, tell you, if Mu Xin has three long and two short, I have to smash your ass." ”

As he spoke, he pulled the tiger apart and pushed the door open.

"Mu Xin girl, Mu Xin. Wen Lao shouted loudly in the courtyard, but no one answered.

"Huzi, what about people?"

"I was sitting on the stool just now. Xiaohuzi trotted in from outside, pointed to the stool and said, but when he looked up again, it was already empty.

"Where's Sister Mu Xin?" Huzi stepped forward to look at the stool, asked in confusion, and touched a stool.

On top, there is also warmth.