Zhang Yiming could understand her inner feelings at the moment, and quickly wrote in the palm of her hand: "It's okay, he will be fine." ”

"What do you mean?"

Feng Yin turned her head in amazement and looked at the man inquiringly, her eyes full of these words.

"That bloody man just now is actually An Yi."

Zhang Yiming's fingers were very fast, but his eyes were still observing the situation outside the car from time to time, "The real roadblockers have retreated into the mountains by themselves." ”

Seeing the words he wrote, Feng Yin understood slightly.

When An Yi received Zhang Yiming's order to break other people's legs, he was afraid that he was already on the road.

Otherwise, no matter how high his kung fu is, no matter how weak the opponent's skills are, the number is there.

Even if people don't resist standing there and let him fight, they will break the legs of so many people, and it is impossible to come back so quickly.

What's more, since it's an enemy, no matter how weak it is, it will resist a few times.

At that time, my husband and wife were still in the car and did not get out, and they had limited understanding of the situation outside.

Therefore, I never thought that the kung fu of using An Yi as the Fengyin escort would be pitted back by a few people who blocked the road and robbed.

So......

Thinking about this, Feng Yin's pupils shrank.

She grabbed nervous Yiming's handwriting: "But An Yi's leg was kicked off." ”

"It's fine."

Zhang Yiming patted her hand comfortingly and wrote, "Since they have accompanied you through so many years of hardship, this injury can't stop him." ”

The key is that Zhang Yiming feels that with Ying Yi's character, he will not only arrange An Yi to follow them as husband and wife this time.

There must be other arrangements in the dark.

He interrupted the other party at the right time when he was about to kick An Yi.

And let him go to Yuhe County to turn himself in.

In fact, turning himself in is just a pretext, and the real purpose is to let him go back and inform Eagle Ichi that there is a group of people of unknown origin here.

As for how many people he followed in secret, and what kind of instructions he received, Zhang Yiming didn't know.

Since their husband and wife are not in mortal danger for the time being, it is the best choice for the secret person not to come out.

Seeing what Zhang Yiming wrote, Feng Yin was silent.

She lowered her eyebrows and motioned Zhang Yiming to read the book, so as not to be seen as flawed.

The next road was silent, it was almost noon, the carriage happened to pass by the neighboring county, and the person in front of the car slowly stopped his horse.

Suddenly reached out and lifted the curtain, and his eyes quickly swept into the carriage.

He quickly retracted his gaze and asked respectfully: "Master, madam, you have arrived in Lanhe County, do you need to stop and eat something?" ”

"Smack."

Zhang Yiming threw the book in his hand on the desk, and stared at the coachman with cold eyes: "You old boy, where do you look?" ”

"Believe it or not, the master gouged out your eyeballs."

"Don't think that Master Ben named you Anyi, you can live a comfortable life this day."

Feng Yin listened to this movement, looked like she had just woken up, sat up from the low couch in shock, looked at Zhang Yiming with blank eyes, and then looked at the coachman.

With a bad face, he said: "I said what are you crazy about a dead old man, don't you know that the old lady is sleeping?" ”

As he spoke, he got up and went to twist Zhang Yiming's ears: "Say, who are you trying to scare by making such a big move?" ”

Although Zhang Yiming was taller than her, he was only in the carriage at the moment, and he was still sitting on a stool.

The ear was grabbed by Feng Yin.

He cooperated and shouted along her strength: "Alas, alas, lady, lady, it hurts, it hurts." ”

"The husband is not aimed at you, it is An Yi's old boy, his eyes are not honest, and he dares to lift the curtain of our car."

Feng Yin listened to the man's words, made a move, looked at the man standing on the ground with poison, and asked viciously: "What the master said is true?" ”