Jiang Yao trotted all the way, stumbling, and the snow soaked her shoes and socks, so she didn't know it, she only knew that she couldn't be seen.

"There are so many corpses under the mountain, Gongzi will definitely not be able to go far, so he will look for them carefully!" It's the sound of cold wind.

Jiang Yao shuddered violently, and hid under the one-man tall bushes on the side of the road in a panic.

At this moment, she has mixed feelings in her heart, the cold wind is coming, and she will soon be able to find the small hut, he can't die ......, but ......

Thinking of this, she patted her head hard, scolded herself for not being angry, turned around and left.

"Who?" A black-clothed guard snorted coldly, Jiang Yao's footsteps paused slightly, and then ran away quickly.

"What's going on?" Leng Feng asked with a frown.

"Shicai's subordinates seem to have heard a voice over there."

When the words fell, Leng Feng quietly drew his sword and walked over lightly.

At this time, Jiang Yao had already walked away from him, looking at the past along a series of footprints on the ground, one end leading to the mountain, and the other end to the bottom of the mountain, it was obvious that the person was going down the mountain.

And the most indispensable thing in the mountains is the night wind, and if you have footprints on the snow overnight, you will be covered by the residual snow swept by the mountain wind, and this footprint is obviously just stepped on not long ago.

In normal times, Leng Feng would definitely chase after him, but now he only ordered, "Follow the footprints to the mountains to have a look." ”

Jiang Yao trotted all the way down the mountain, and the northwest wind rolled up the snow on the ground, hitting his face like an ice knife cutting meat.

She muttered to herself, "When I enter the city in a while, I must eat a bowl of hot wontons first to get rid of the cold." ”

Thinking so, she stretched out her hand into her arms, which were empty, where was there still a purse?

Suffered! She slapped her forehead suddenly, and she forgot to take her purse in a hurry.

The girl's regretful gaze fell on the mountain peak, and at this time the cold wind had already found the small hut!

In the small hut, the man sat on the bed with his upper body up, wrapped in a white cloth crookedly, but fortunately, although it was sloppy, he finally wrapped the wound.

He held a purse with green edging embroidered begonia flowers in his hand, and his solemn eyebrows were frowned tightly.

Leng Feng knelt on one knee on the ground, and he didn't know if he had brought his brain, so he said, "This purse belongs to the assassin?" Subordinates are going to check! ”

King Xiangjun glanced at him, and said in a rather unkind tone, "Which assassin did you see using a woman's purse?" ”

Don't you? Maybe it was given by his beloved little lady, or maybe there was a woman among the assassins, although he thought so in his heart, but he made up for it and asked, "How does Childe know that it is for women?" ”

King Xiangjun's eyes were two points deeper, and he leaned his head and sniffed lightly on his shoulder for a moment, how could he know?

There was still a fragrant fragrance in the crook of his arm, and the fragrance did not seem to be the fat powder incense used by the sisters in the house, but there was something inexplicable, just like the feeling last night...... I can't tell the truth, but I always have it in my heart......

The cold wind shivered, how does the son look like a cat silk spring in spring?

The king of Xiangjun shook the purse with his big hand, and there was a lot of broken silver in it, and the woman who saved him lost the purse and would definitely come back to find it.

"Send someone to guard here, and if a woman comes looking for this purse, bring it back to the house."

"Yes!" Leng Feng received his order, and then listened to the advice of King Xiangjun, "Remember to treat each other with courtesy!" ”

"Yes!" Respectfully responded, but the thoughts in his heart were not very respectful, and Leng Feng said secretly, more like Sichun!

He left one person to wait here, and the rest of the people escorted the king of Xiangjun away.

Knowing that the chance of getting the purse back was very small, Jiang Yao did not give up, and even put her own broken silver into the purse, it can be said that she is penniless now, and even if she enters the city, there is no place to stay.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally made up her mind, squatted at the foot of the mountain, and waited until the king of Xiangjun and the others left, and then she went up to get the purse, and prayed that the purse would be thrown in the corner.

God was still good to her, and before her feet were frozen into popsicles, and her face was scratched by the wind knife, King Xiangjun came down from the mountain with people.

His face was pale, his steps were a little vain, there was not the slightest blood on his lips, Jiang Yao looked a little trance-like, is this still the demonic and cunning man in his previous life?

It wasn't until the person was far away that she came back from her thoughts, and what did it have to do with her or not?

When the people were far away, Jiang Yao trotted up the mountain, the mountain was not high, and it didn't take long to reach the small thatched hut.

Hey? It's weird, why is this door unlocked? Jiang Yao stood in the distance, it stands to reason that King Xiangjun would not forget to lock the door......

Just thinking like this, she saw a guard with a sword coming out of the house, Jiang Yao hurriedly dodged and avoided the bushes, thinking that when the others left, she would go in again.

Just waiting and waiting, the guard kept walking back and forth at the door, and looked around from time to time, and every time he looked, Jiang Yao was so frightened that he shrunk his neck.

He's waiting for someone? Waiting for whom? Won't be waiting for her, will you? Did she find the purse, and when she came back to pick it up, she didn't know who kicked his master last night, so that she could catch it?

Thinking about it like this, she became more and more congested, took the medicine last night, and threw the purse on the bed, knowing that she was still squatting after saving someone, she didn't beat him or kick him, and now people are waiting for her to throw herself into the net!

"Hey!" Jiang Yao sighed and walked down the mountain with his waist bent.

"Who?" The sword-wielding guard was keenly aware of the movement and shouted.

Jiang Yao's body was cold, she ran away, regretting it while running, why should she sigh!

It's just that it is impossible to run past the guards with her foot strength, and the sword-wielding guards rolled over and landed in front of Jiang Yao, so frightened that Jiang Yao hurriedly stopped.

After the snow, the road was slippery, and it was going down the mountain, Jiang Yao ran fast, so he stopped his feet in such a flash, and slipped down.

It is estimated that it will fall and eat, but it is okay, you can take the opportunity to stain the noodles, which makes people not real.

It's good to think about it, Jiang Yao is also ready to sacrifice her face, but she underestimated the guard's ability to act, the sword-wielding guard frowned, and quickly grabbed the back of Jiang Yao's neck.

It's really a mention, Jiang Yao was originally going down, but when she was mentioned like this, her butt couldn't hit the ground, and her feet couldn't bear the strength, and the whole person hung in the air like an angle bracket.

Embarrassment! What an embarrassment!

But now was not the time to think about this, she kicked her feet twice, and with the strength of the guards, she was able to stand firm.

As soon as she stood firm, she made a strong move and asked, "What are you doing?" It suddenly appeared and scared me! ”

The guard glanced at her, a coarse cotton coat, not to mention patches and patches, but it didn't seem to be a person who could afford to use such a purse, he asked in a cold voice, "What are you running?" "If you don't run, I'll be able to chase you?