Chapter 709: Endgame
Meng Sheng commanded the people behind him to go down to salvage Gao Lan......
The entire Melo River was plunged into a smoky mess.
fainted Mo Shaozhi, the deceased Xiuluo, Yeyang, and Gao Lan......
The frightened and sad emotions in the little tanuki's head suddenly came together, almost instantly breaking her, and she shuddered and cried until she convulsed.
Yimei swam in the water again and again, until she was paralyzed, she didn't even have the strength to cry, and she lay on the shore in despair and helplessness and whispered.
Only Bai Qingqing, he gritted his teeth in his heart and tried to make himself hard, he kept alert: the current self can't be decadent, can't fall, he still has people to take care of.
He clearly knew that in the current situation, a prince in Xiyingzhou died, and if it was tracked down, none of them would be able to escape, so he had to wait for them to leave quickly.
Bai Qingqing's heart was crossed, wiped a handful of tears that could not be held back from the corners of his eyes, and took advantage of the chaos to bring Xiuluo's body back to the carriage with Uncle Liu, who came over.
Then he carried Mo Shaozhi into the carriage.
In the end, he dragged a grief-stricken little tanuki with one hand and a weakly clothed woman with the other, and violently pulled them back to the carriage.
Bai Qingqing glanced back at the miserable lake, closed his eyes deeply, and struggled to drive the carriage.
returned to Uncle Liu's orchard non-stop.
Bai Qingqing and Uncle Liu buried Xiuluo there.
Uncle Liu burst into tears, and finally wiped a handful of tears and choked up: "Don't worry, I will guard the county lord!" ”
Bai Qingqing frowned deeply, and just said: "Uncle Liu, I'm afraid of causing trouble for you, we have to leave quickly." ”
Uncle Liu knew the current situation, so he waved his hand and urged: "Well, you guys go quickly!" ”
The little tanuki shook its body and shouted with a flat mouth: "I'm not leaving!" I'm going to find Gao Lan! ”
Bai Qingqing pulled her, and the little civet cat instantly struggled like crazy.
Suddenly, Yimei walked behind her and raised her hand, and the little tanuki fainted.
Bai Qingqing held the fainting little civet cat, looked up at the red and red clothes in his eyes, and suddenly felt a trace of comfort at that moment, now in this situation, fortunately, Yimei can help him share a little, he couldn't help but whisper: "Yimei ......"
What Bai Qingqing wanted to say was that he was grateful that there was someone to help him share some of this at a time like this, because his heart was already tense to the limit, even in a state where he could break with a bullet...... But he couldn't utter a word anymore, but the corners of his mouth trembled.
Yimei understood, she burst into tears: "Brother Bai, I know you are having a hard time now, I have to help you get through this hurdle together, let's both work together and bring them back safely!" ”
Bai Qingqing smiled and nodded with tears in his eyes: "Okay......"
Along the way, Dan Fan remembered some of the pictures that had just happened on the shore, and Bai Qingqing immediately shook his head, reminding himself not to think about it! Can't think! I can't think about it at all!
He tried to restrain his emotions and temporarily became a walking corpse. There can't be any mental activity, otherwise he is afraid that he will be like Mo Shaozhi, and he will be shocked by this earth-shaking change and faint.
So what should they do......
Along the way, Bai Qingqing wore a thin coat but did not feel a trace of cold...... Forget the cold, forget everything.
The little tanuki in the carriage slowly opened its eyes, but its body did not move at all, Yimei just wanted to move forward to comfort, but saw the little tanuki turn over and turn her back, Yimei glimpsed her body shaking violently for a while.
Yimei knew that she was sobbing, the last time the little civet cat was in such a state, she still remembered that it was still when Lin Danfeng left.
Yimei didn't know how to comfort her, because her heart was also dripping blood, and she had experienced so many relatives around her, leaving one by one.
Sadness, sadness, great sorrow hung over each of them like a dark cloud.
How did all this come about......
Yimei raised the back of her hand and wiped the tears that flowed from the corners of her eyes.
This trip has also encountered a lot of difficult things, but she always does not practice well in the kung fu of being strong.
As he crossed the extremely cold place on the border, the sky gradually darkened, and Bai Qingqing stopped again in the cave where he came.
Mo Shaozhi was still dazed and unconscious.
The three men lifted him out of the carriage.
Yimei lit the fire and laid him flat beside the fire.
After a while, Yi Mei saw Mo Shaozhi's convulsions, and hurriedly panicked: "Brother Bai, Brother Mo, what's wrong with him?" ”
Bai Qingqing hurriedly came over to take a look, and saw that Mo Shaozhi's face was pale, and he closed his mouth tightly: "Mo Shaozhi, wake up, wake up!" ”
He saw Mo Shaozhi chilling all over his body and shrunk, "Get him more things to cover." ”
The silent little civet cat took all the bedding from the carriage and covered Mo Shaozhi one by one, wrapped him tightly in Bai Qingqing, and hugged him tightly in his arms.
After a while, Bai said lightly: "Yimei, you boil some hot water." ”
"Okay."
After a while, when the hot water was boiling, Bai Qingqing poured some hot water on Mo Shaozhi, and his body finally stopped shaking.
Bai lightly laid down the person in his arms.
The three of them sat next to each other and said nothing.
They all had red eyes, staring at the flickering fire.
After a while, Bai Qingqing got up and took out some dry food and handed it to them: "Eat some." ”
The little tanuki remained motionless and did not respond in the shredd.
Yimei also shook her head, and said listlessly: "Brother Bai, you can eat, I really don't have any appetite." ”
Bai Qingli was decadent and sat down with a dry biscuit in his hand, the biscuit in his hand was stuffed into his mouth, chewing stiffly, he lowered his head, and the big tears rolled down his eyes into his mouth, mixing the tasteless dry biscuit with a hint of saltiness.
In the flickering firelight, no one noticed his crying, which flowed out of his eyes and swallowed in his stomach.
……
The banks of the Merlo River.
Meng Yi's mind kept coming to mind the appearance of Yeyang finally smiling calmly at him, and his heart seemed to be torn apart piece by piece.
"No—"
He wailed and was overwhelmed with grief.
Mo Ting couldn't bear to look at it, so he slept and stood aside.
Meng Yi said in a hoarse voice: "Go-go find it for me, and I will see the corpse if I die!" ”
"Even if you find it, it's ......" Mo Ting couldn't bear to continue.
Meng Yi's eyes suddenly fell into a dead silence like an ancient well, but the next moment suddenly like a volcanic eruption, overwhelming the mountains and seas, he used all his strength, roared and threw a sentence: "I don't care!" You find it for me! ”
Mo Ting was so frightened by that posture that he retreated again and again: "Yes, yes, second prince, I will definitely find it!" ”
Meng Sheng over there also cried with a sad face: "My Gao Lan, my Gao Lan!" Why do this to me! ”