Duan Qiyuan, who returned to the tent, took off his gentle expression. His face was gloomy, and his fingers tapped lightly on the desk, not knowing what he was thinking. Qinghe, who was standing on the side, saw his face, trembling, and seemed to be very scared when he didn't know what he thought.

Duan Qiyuan swept Qing He's expression, the pent-up anger in his heart roared out, he was fed up with those contemptuous eyes, he suddenly grabbed Qing He's neck with one hand, and asked in a low voice, "What are you afraid of?" Didn't you deliberately try to get close to the king and get his attention? There was no emotion in his eyes, and he seemed to be looking at a dead man, his hand continued to increase his strength, and when he saw Qinghe struggling desperately in his hands, but he was unable to escape, the qi in his heart was a little relieved, and he let go of the other party. Qinghe lay on the ground in embarrassment, coughing incessantly, gasping for breath. There were tears in his eyes, and his face was full of horror. A handprint can be clearly seen on the white neck.

However, her pitiful appearance did not impress Duan Qiyuan. Seeing her posture, Duan Qiyuan sneered, took out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped his hands unhurriedly, threw the handkerchief on the ground, and said, "It's really a ruthless and unrighteous thing, and it sounds so good." It seems that it is nothing more than that. ”

After that, he turned his back to Qinghe, ignoring the other party's shrinking appearance, at this time there was a trace of madness in his eyes, and he kept silently reciting in his heart: Bear with me, endure again, and wait until tomorrow, everything will be settled.

On the other side, An Ning and Duan Shengyi were strolling in a forest far away from the camp, An Ning, who was dressed in red riding clothes, tied his hair high today, and the momentum of the whole person changed because of this, looking at it from a distance, it gave people a sense of fierceness.

It seems that because he is in a bad mood, An Ning does not speak, but just kicks the small stones under his feet from time to time.

"What's going on? You can hang two small oil bottles with a pouting mouth. How could Duan Shengyi not know what An Ning was thinking, but seeing his childlike performance. I couldn't help but laugh.

An Ning didn't know why, but felt a feeling of uneasiness welling up in his heart for no reason. He didn't know why he was uneasy, but since he saw Duan Qiyuan, this feeling of uneasiness had become stronger and stronger.

Because of the bet with his lover, he couldn't ask Xiao Qi about things. This made An Ning a little depressed.

Seeing that An Ning didn't take him, Duan Shengyi was not annoyed. Just naturally took his hand and said, "Okay, it's not early." It's time to go back. I let them roast some game. I'm going back late, I'm afraid it won't taste good. ”

An Ning nodded when she heard his words, and was about to go back with Duan Shengyi. It was at this time that a mutation suddenly occurred.

Suddenly, a group of black-clad assassins appeared from the surrounding area, approaching the two of them.

Since the two of them were far away from the station, it was almost impossible to call for help. In addition, there are really a lot of people sent by the other party, and although there are secret guards by his side, Duan Shengyi's side is gradually falling behind.

Seeing this, An Ning secretly scolded himself for being stupid, knowing that Duan Qiyuan's family had bad intentions towards him and his cousin, and he was still so careless and let his lover fall into such a predicament. Although An Ning was very nervous, he still forced himself to calm down quickly, and the sword dance in his hand was impenetrable, blocking some attacks, and easily solving a few assassins.

The Assassin who attacked An Ning thought that An Ning had been pampered and had little ability.

But after seeing one companion after another fall around him, he was obviously annoyed. Unceremoniously made a killing move against An Ning.