It is an old forest, with large trees and deep forests, and the ground is covered with a thick layer of deciduous moss.

The rain began to fall again.

It was originally cloudy outside, but after entering the forest, the sunlight was alternately covered by the canopy, and the forest became even darker.

The rain caused the ground to be slippery, and the three of them ran one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Meng Qingyun's wound was painful, and he moaned from time to time.

Jiang Fang half-supported and half-embraced, and also paid attention to whether Jiang Shu kept up, both anxious and embarrassed.

"Over there!"

The shouts of the pursuers could be heard in the distance behind them, apparently their whereabouts had been mastered by the other party.

Every now and then, the sound of feathered arrows breaking through the wind is heard.

The three of them did not dare to turn back, but only ran forward.

"Click"!

A metal crash startled all three of them, and when they looked back, there was actually a trap in the grass on the ground.

While running, Meng Qingyun's heel kicked up the skirt, hooked the fangs of the trap, touched the mechanism, and the trap was closed and clamped.

Fortunately, it only tore off a small piece of Meng Qingyun's skirt, and did not clip anyone.

Looking at this thick and sturdy trap, if it is caught, I don't know if it will break the legs.

Meng Qingyun was scared for a while, and his whole body softened.

Jiang Fang hugged her and said, "Don't stop, go quickly." ”

Because of this accident, the three of them were a little more careful about their feet, and sure enough, they walked out not far and found another trap.

The three of them cautiously walked around and continued on.

But after walking out a few steps, Jiang Fang suddenly stopped, looked up and down at Meng Qingyun, reached out and picked the largest flower on her bun, put it in front of the trap one step away, and pulled out a mess of grass to cover the trap.

Then he took Meng Qingyun and Jiang Shu and continued to escape.

After a while, a scream pierced the sky from behind.

The pursuers were indeed hit!

But at the same time, they were also enraged.

The feathered arrows of the shot were again densely packed, constantly falling in the grass and sticking into the trunks of trees.

Jiang Fang and the three of them were almost shot by a cluster of arrows several times, which was extremely thrilling.

Moreover, while Meng Qingyun was running, the wound was bleeding continuously, and his physical strength was almost to the limit. Jiang Shu is young, and he doesn't have the long-lasting endurance of Jiang Fang, so he is also out of breath and doesn't bear the load.

I don't know how long I ran, Meng Qingyun's feet slipped.

Jiang Fang didn't have time to hold her, and she fell to the ground with her butt.

The pursuers' footsteps were getting closer.

Meng Qingyun cried: "Can't we escape? ”

Jiang Fang's head was drenched all over his body, his scattered sideburns were sticking to his cheeks, and his chest was rising and falling violently, very embarrassed.

"Brother, there are no arrows."

Well?

He looked down at Shu'er.

Jiang Shu was also soaked, his clothes were attached to his body, outlining the thin curves of the young man's body, and his little face and lips were pale because of the long run and the cold rain.

Jiang Fang thought for a moment and said decisively: "Their arrows may be exhausted." ”

Without the threat of bows and arrows, their chances of escape were much greater.

"Quick, let's run over there, and it's the official road when we get out."

There are pedestrians, cars and horses on the official road, and it is easy to call for help.

But Meng Qingyun couldn't get up.

She sat on the ground, the handkerchief on her shoulders had already been soaked by the rain, oozing red blood, and the whole person was very weak.

If her physical strength is intact, Jiang Fang can run on her back, but at this time-

A trace of pain appeared on his face, and he fell to one knee.

Only then did Meng Qingyun and Jiang Shu realize that he had been hit by an arrow in the back. Along the way, he didn't say a word, and he didn't know how long he endured it.

"Brother!"

Jiang Shu grabbed him distressedly.

Jiang Fang asked him, "Shu'er, can you still run?" ”

Jiang Shu nodded vigorously: "Yes!" I can! ”

Jiang Fang actually laughed and said to him: "Then you run, run out and find someone to save us." ”

Jiang Shu's eyes widened.

Meng Qingyun heard what Jiang Fang meant.

Jiang Fang said: "You can't run away from Sister Meng, I can't leave him alone." Hurry up and run, it's the official road to go out that way, and reinforcements must be nearby. ”

"If you run fast enough, you'll be able to come back and save us."

Jiang Shu shook his head violently, shook his tears and said, "No, I don't want to ......"

Jiang Fang grabbed both of his shoulders and stared at him tightly: "You are the only one who is not injured, and your only hope." If you don't leave, all three of us will die here. ”

He pushed him hard and shouted, "Hurry up!" ”

Jiang Shu staggered to the ground, looked at him and Meng Qingyun, wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, got up and turned around and ran.

Jiang Fang sat down beside Meng Qingyun and smiled sadly: "Okay, the two of us will live and die together." ”

Meng Qingyun's makeup was washed away by the rain, she wiped her face with her sleeve casually, and said weakly: "With you, the prince and grandson, I won't lose anything alive or dead." ”

Jiang Fang deliberately said coldly: "Actually, if I throw you down, I can run away." ”

Of course, Meng Qingyun knew that he was joking, and looked him deeply into the eyes: "You are not such a person. ”

Jiang Fang also glanced at her deeply, and then smiled again.

"I still owe you a big favor, you little lady is rich, powerful, talented, and good-looking, and she lacks nothing, so I have to pay you back with my life."

Meng Qingyun knew that he was afraid that she would feel guilty about dragging him down, so he deliberately said this, and his heart was very warm.

"Here!"

The pursuers spotted them from afar.

Meng Qingyun gritted his teeth and began to make a decision to die.

At this time, Jiang Fang quietly stuffed something under her sleeve.

"This is a hidden arrow, a total of three shots, aimed at the enemy, press this mechanism, you can shoot a cluster of arrows."

He pulled out a small dagger from the boot and said, "You can take this too." ”

When he had finished explaining all this, the pursuers had arrived.

Because one of the companions in front of them was caught in the trap, they were afraid that Jiang Fang had set a trap again, so they stood about two feet away from the two of them and spread out to surround them.

Jiang Fang's eyes swept away, there were four people in total, all with their faces covered, bows and arrows on their backs, and ring-headed knives.

There must have been more than a few people on board, but some jumped into the water and were thrown off by the boat; There should have been five people who went ashore to pursue, one of them was caught in the trap, and now there were only four people left in front of him.

"There's a little one that's running away."

The four of them found out at a glance that Jiang Shu was missing, and one of them withdrew and prepared to chase after them.

As soon as he turned around, Jiang Fang suddenly raised his hand, and a thin shadow passed through the air, and the man fell in response.

It turned out that after giving Meng Qingyun a sleeve arrow, he actually had one.

As soon as the three pursuers saw that their companions had been hit, they immediately aimed the tip of their knives at Jiang Fang, and one of them squatted down to check on his companion who had fallen to the ground, and turned back and shook his head at the two people who were standing.

Jiang Fang was very good on the head, and shot the man in the neck, killing him with one blow.

The three pursuers all held their knives, stared at Jiang Fang tightly, and began to compress the encirclement.

Meng Qingyun leaned on Jiang Fang's side, his two hands hidden behind him, one holding a sleeve arrow and the other holding a dagger, his palms were wet and slippery, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat.