Lonely (2)

The calmest one was Ding Yi: "The general has an accident, and he can't go the same way." ”

Xue Ling finally stopped washing his hands, raised his face and looked at Ding Yi, his eyes were red: "I know." How did the father arrange it. ”

"The general asked me to take the young master all the way south, and arranged for someone to pretend to be the young master and go north to Pingcheng. No one should chase us, and even if someone is caught and tortured, they should not know our route. I don't know what went wrong. For the sake of safety, we can't go the same way, we go more remotely. Guo Pao, the commander of the Lingnan Military Department, was a colleague of the general when he was studying martial arts, and the battle of Liang Wei was a life-and-death friendship. Moreover, Lingnan is located in a remote area, and the general hopes that the young master will stay there for a while and then return to Pingcheng at a later date. Ding Yi didn't say a word of nonsense, and told what he knew.

"They dare to kill me, but I am afraid that my father will not be much better."

"Little Master don't have to worry too much. The general confessed that he had a gold medal in his hand, but he was just a commoner. Seeking the way is not in a high position. He will wait for you to return home in Pingcheng. ”

Xue Ling let out a long breath and looked at Lu Wen'an: "Uncle Lu? ”

Lu Wen'an changed his unorthodox appearance in the past: "The general only said that I would take you to get things, and I can't get around the twists and turns of these things." It's getting late, and the money and food are all in the wagon, so I'll go here tonight and I'll go find some hay to mat. I'm afraid that I will have to sleep in the open in the next few days. The little master has to be prepared. ”

The night was still a little cold, but the starry sky was quite beautiful. The three men had neither flint nor dry food on them. Lu Wenan touched a few fish, let out the blood, shaved off the fish and cut it as thin as a piece of paper, and didn't know what grass roots he dug up and smashed them and coaxed Xue Ling to eat them.

Xue Ling felt fishy when he took a bite, which made people think of the dark red sticky hands in the afternoon, and he couldn't eat it anymore, only chewing some grass roots from time to time. However, Ding Yi and Lu Wenan were worried about their physical strength. Ate quite a lot.

At this time, Xue Ling couldn't have imagined that in a few days, she was afraid that she would even be able to drink human blood. The fish is sweet and delicious.

This thousand-mile race began this afternoon and ran through her entire life, never stopping.

When the three of them set off again, they had already decided not to go to Lingnan. Evade the pursuers first, and then go straight back to Pingcheng.

The group did not take the road at all, but only walked through the wilderness and mountains. Although I was a little tired, the mountains were densely wooded, and it was easier to dodge the bows and crossbows. It's good to hide, and it's good to find fruit and the like. Lu Wenan also beat pheasants and rabbits, cut the meat on the rabbit's legs into thin strips, and took advantage of the evening rest to dry the water for Xue Ling. Although there is no salt, Xue Ling often eats all kinds of dried meat in the northwest, and he barely eats some food at this moment.

It's just that even if you go so low, it's still a wave after wave of people searching for it.

Ding Yi is a person behind the palace, and in the past two days, he has countless major and minor injuries on his body. In severe cases, bone has been seen.

Xue Ling also became more and more silent, from the beginning when he saw Ding Yi hurt and shed tears, to the back he had torn his clothes and bandaged him without changing his face, with no sadness or joy on his face. In fact, when she rested, Xue Ling wanted to shrink herself into Lu Wen'an's arms, and she had seen Xue Yihan hugging Xue Li countless times. I used to think that Xue Li was sick, but at this moment, I hope that Lu Wenan can hug and coax her.

But she didn't dare, Ding Yi called her little master, and shouted that she had entrusted her life. She's going to take it, and she's going to carry on the burden.

She was holding a sword, and the cold light was overwhelming. It's no longer the point on the martial arts training field, but every move and style is directed to the heart. From the panic at the beginning, to the back without blinking.

Lu Wenan only wanted to protect her, and if she was in a little danger, she did not hesitate to block her body. So she wasn't hurt yet. But Xue Ling felt that he had been slashed tens of millions of times, and his body was bleeding everywhere.

On the evening of the third day, Xue Ling didn't know where he had gone, trekking through mountains and rivers in the past few days, where the plants were luxuriant, where to drill, where to go steeply. I didn't even bother to distinguish the direction, and after all, I was forced to a dead end by the chasing soldiers. The cliffs ahead are rugged and bottomless. But I could hear the sound of a rumbling, which should be a rushing water. There are archers all around, but at this moment, it is strange that there are no immediate killers.

Lu Wen'an protected Xue Ling and had no way to retreat. He was also seriously injured after being exhausted in the past few days.

Xue Ling is no longer the immature boy he was a few days ago, several times of life and death, and the anger in his chest crawled to his face.

Ding Yi was almost dying, lying on the ground, but the sword in his hand was still tightly clutched. While spitting blood, he shouted to Xue Ling: "Little young master........ Little Master................. Master....... Go back to Pingcheng earlier........ Earlier he replied ...... "He couldn't finish the sentence, but his face was still twisted and he smiled at Xue Ling, laughing with blood.

Xue Ling looked at it for two seconds, tears streaming down his face. Then he fell to his knees. With a slight gritting of his teeth, the sword slashed through Ding Yi's neck. Ding Yi's smile finally calmed down.

She couldn't save Ding Yi

It turns out that in this world, really, there is no miracle. If there is no magic in the world, where is there any young god?

The sound of someone coming over in the woods, Xue Ling turned around to look, but Lu Wenan pulled it first, blocking half of her body.

Huo Yunsheng stepped out with the handle of the knife and looked at Xue Ling who was standing there.

What do you say about talent, today is just a lost dog. The young man in front of him must have cried, and his eyes were all red. At a glance, it is similar to the peach blossom makeup in the capital.

He let out a long sigh, thinking that he had to coax him. Why did you chase it to this place, the dog jumped off the wall in a hurry, it is not good to find a corpse under this abyss, not to mention that Xue Ling is afraid that there is something on his body. So he had to walk up to the front and ask with a little smile: "But the young master of the Xue family, General Xue asked me to pick you up and return home." ”

Xue Ling also replied strongly: "You are Huo Yunsheng, I recognize you." ”

"That's just right, it's too late, Young Master Xue and I should go back."

Xue Ling stared at Huo Yunsheng for a long time without speaking, but finally couldn't hold back and wiped a handful of tears. As soon as she has emotions, she can't control them, and she can't change this habit. After wiping away his tears, he walked out from behind Lu Wen'an and said, "My father said that people in the court do not believe in ghosts and gods, and there is no retribution. In this case, please ask Young Master Huo to bring a message back."

She paused: "I, Xue Ling, Wen Cong, the Taifu of the Three Dynasties, and General Wu Sui Dingguo." Today, life and death are uncertain, and his whereabouts are unknown. Sleep, and don't forget to keep one eye open! ”

As soon as the words fell, Xue Ling took Lu Wen'an's hand and jumped off the cliff.

Jumping by yourself is always higher than being forced to fall, and the probability of being alive is always higher.