Chapter Eighty-Three: I Can't Imagine It
As the man turned his back to her, the hedge glanced around.
I found that there was nothing around me that could be used as a weapon except for large and small stones, so I decisively gave up the idea of fighting with him.
Of course, if there is a weapon, she does not dare to use it easily.
One, she is no match for him at all.
Second, even if she kills him, she doesn't know how to go back.
What to do? After thinking about it, the plan for now is to let him send her back. But how is this possible! The hedge racked his brains.
"Why did they arrest you?" The man stopped suddenly, his eyes full of doubt.
"I beat the son of the city lord." She felt like it should be a good reason.
"You're the one who was captured by the guards all over the city?" The man in black circled around her, and the surprise in his voice was clearly audible.
"Hmm." Fence Luo nodded, he didn't expect him to know about it.
In fact, the man in black has been waiting for an opportunity in the city during this time. Therefore, he inquired very clearly about the affairs of the city.
I was going to act earlier, but I couldn't get out because the city gate was closed, so I chose it last night. For yesterday a notice was issued in the daylight, saying that the gates of the city would be opened this morning.
It's just that he didn't expect that he finally entered the dungeon, and there was no one he was looking for, so he had to arrest her first.
But it's a coincidence, and no one would have imagined that such a thing would happen. If Fence had known that this would happen, she would have preferred to be tied to her bed yesterday than asked to go with her.
"Why did you beat the son of the city lord?" The man was still confused.
"She's molesting my wife."
"Lady?" He muttered, "Could it be the girl who was with you last night?" ”
"Yes." The fence fell down the river and pushed the boat, "Big brother······ Can you get me back······ My wife is still in prison. ”
As she spoke, she burst into tears, trying to win sympathy.
"I'm afraid that your lady will not be able to live soon if she is locked up in that kind of place, so don't go back." The man in black glanced at her and put the knife away.
For the first time, I was made a little pitiful by a man's pitiful eyes.
"No, I can't live without my lady." When she saw that he wanted to leave, she immediately rushed over and hugged his thigh.
"Big brother, you can send me back!" Seeing that he didn't seem to have murderous intent, she was a little bolder.
"You have to go back, you go back yourself." The man suddenly became impatient and kicked her to the side.
Fence Luo touched the body that was kicked and hurt, and pounced again, "Big brother, I don't know the way, you can give me a ride!" ”
Leaving her here, then how can she live, it is tantamount to killing her.
"Alright! Since you will die if you go back, then it doesn't hurt for me to give you a ride. The man in black suddenly stood still, and the corners of his mouth hooked and he laughed.
He drew his knife and approached the fence step by step, and the appearance was as evil as it was.
"Big brother, I was wrong." The man's eyes were full of murderous intent, and she was so frightened that she desperately retreated.
She didn't know what he meant, and she clearly wanted to send her a ride to Hades to report to him, so that she could meet his wife.
But the speed of her retreat was not as fast as the man's footsteps, and she was forced to a big tree in three or two clicks.
The fence fell against the big tree, looked at the sharp knife in front of him, and couldn't help but think of the picture of Xiaofeng's neck full of blood, and immediately trembled.
"Big brother, I'm not going back······ I am willing to repay your kindness by making cattle and horses for you. As the man's knife was about to fall, she cried out loudly.
The man in black didn't seem to want to kill her, and after hearing her say she couldn't go back, there was a "clang" sound of knives and scabbards clashing. Immediately afterward, she was picked up by him and thrown on the horse's back.
The horses ran fast, the men sat in front, and the hedgerow sat behind.
She held the stone in one hand and the sand in the other, and looked at the back of his head in a daze,
The stones and sand had been grabbed by her as she had just retreated. But now she doesn't know if she still needs it, so it's not to lose, it's not to lose, it's hard to choose.
Just as he was hesitating, his stomach suddenly churned.
Maybe the horse is running too fast, or maybe the head injury is not yet complete, and it feels a little dizzy anyway.
What to do? I want to throw up. But how do you vomit on horseback? The question stumped her.
She didn't dare to tell the man in black to stop, for fear that he would kill her or leave her behind. In order to avoid this kind of thing from happening, she could only endure it desperately.
But vomiting is a physiological reaction, as long as it is a person, I can't bear it!
So now it's either swallowing or spitting it out, and the question of choosing one of the two is really painful for her.
What to do? My stomach was tumbling like a mountain of seas, and I saw that the sour water was full and was about to squirt out of my mouth.
She decisively threw away the things in her hand, lifted the hem of the man in black's clothes, and vomited.
She didn't dare to vomit too loudly, so she could only endure it as much as she could.
Fortunately, the horse ran fast, and the wind directly dispersed the rotten sour smell of the vomit, so it did not attract the attention of the man.
She began to vomit without any scruples. vomited so much that the whole person was dizzy, and almost vomited to death several times.
In the end, the man's hair and back were covered with splatters of vomit.
It's a lump here, and it's so disgusting that she can't even look at it.
Especially the back hem of the clothes has a whole bag of vomit, which looks heavy.
The things that flowed back and forth, if she hadn't clung to the corners of her clothes, I am afraid that they would have flowed all over the ground long ago, like a flood.
So along the way, she was far away from the man's back, and only approached ······ when she wanted to vomit.
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Official post
There was dead silence in the dungeon all morning.
In addition to Lan Xin's soft sobbing, it was Xiaofeng's unconscious figure lying on the ground.
The others were all solemn, their brows furrowed, and they didn't dare to make a sound with their heads down, including Shadow.
In fact, he and his master stayed up all night, busy checking the booklet at the city lord's house. Then they were brought in and questioned one by one until dawn.
Although no important clues have been found, it is already known that the store seems to have changed several waves of shopkeepers.
The last one uses a fake name, which was taken over a few months ago, and at first glance it is Princess Chongbeiliang.
After checking all this, he wanted to let his master go back to Qiuyinju to rest, but he turned his horse around and came back, so he had to follow.
Na Cheng thought, before the person arrived at the official post, bad news came.
I heard that General Dai was worried about the two children, so he went to the dungeon as soon as it was dawn.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the door opened, I saw Xiaofeng lying unconscious on the ground and bleeding a lot. Ah Li Gongzi did not know where to go.
Not far away, there was a hole in the ground. The hole is small and can only accommodate the next extremely skinny person to pass through.
So he immediately found a thin man to go down, but the cave seemed to be blocked, so the progress of the morning was slow.
Later, when they came, the master had the city gate closed at the first time, and a city-wide search was conducted. But half a day has passed, and there is still no news.
At this moment, the master had been standing like a statue in front of the small cave for several hours. That look looked like the Great Demon King was about to wash the eighteenth layer of hell in blood, and the cold and terrifying forest was chilling.
Ying was nervous, and his palms were already sweaty.
Because of the master's expression, he remembered that he had seen it once many years ago, and many people died at that time, and he still can't imagine it.
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