Duan Changyu glanced at Mo Lingyuan, "These people ......"

"Bring two people out and take them to the barracks." Mo Lingyuan's voice was cold, and he raised his horsewhip and whipped it heavily on the horse's buttocks, "The rest of the people, follow me and continue to move forward." ”

Duan Changyu thought that Mo Lingyuan would be angry like thunder, but he didn't expect the young marshal to swallow his anger violently.

The stinky and shameless Yun Che dared to hit their young marshal's wife with his idea, so that the young marshal suffered a loss, and when he found that kid, he would definitely help the young marshal to skin and cramp the kid, inch by inch, in order to vent the hatred in the young marshal's heart......

......

The night at the bottom of the mountain was dark and cold.

In the dense forest shrouded in mist, Bao'er soon couldn't see the road ahead.

The roar of the beast was faint, Bao'er was hungry and cold, and finally found a cave and carried Chu Yunyao into it.

The entrance of the cave was overgrown with weeds, Bao'er picked up some dry weeds and spread them on the ground, took off her coat and cushioned them, and put Chu Yunyao on it to lie down.

After building a fire, she climbed up with one foot deep and one foot shallow, took food and water from the overturned carriage, and took away the little wolf cub who was still waiting in place because of his leg injury.

On the way back to the cave, she heard the sound of galloping horses' hooves, and Bao'er quickly lay on the ground and listened for a while, and suddenly became anxious.

It can't be the killer who escaped with someone chasing after him, right?

How good is that?

In case Miss is found by this group of people, it will be more than lucky.

Taking advantage of the darkening night, Bao'er didn't care about the wounds on her body, and fled back to the cave, extinguished the fire, and sealed the entrance of the cave with weeds......

......

Mo Lingyuan hurried away with people holding torches, and halfway through, he saw the carriage overturned in the pit, the corpses of the black-clothed men lying on the ground in a miserable state, and the horses.

Immediately turned over and dismounted, "Give me a good search, what happened?" ”

Walking to the front of the carriage, I lifted the curtain and saw the blood-stained strips of cloth inside, as well as several sets of men's and women's clothes.

Looking at the size and size of the women's clothes, it is almost the same as Chu Yunyao's size.

Mo Lingyuan: "......"

It's impossible, she just went to the countryside to pick up the nurse, and nothing will happen.

Duan Changyu held the torch to inspect the circle, stepped on a hard object on his feet, took a closer look with the torch, and almost lost his soul with fright.

"Young marshal, why is your pistol here?" Duan Changyu picked up the blood-stained pistol and handed it to Mo Lingyuan: "Isn't this gun always at the head of the bed in your bedroom?" ”

It's no wonder that Duan Changyu recognized the pistol as Mo Lingyuan's at a glance, it was really Mo Lingyuan who liked this gun too much, sometimes in the study, he would take it out and wipe it a few times if he had nothing to do, and the gun still had the word "Yuan" carved by him himself.

Mo Lingyuan's heart seemed to be grabbed by a pair of sharp claws, and it hurt to pull.

He took the pistol, and without looking at it, he knew that it was the one he gave to Chu Yunyao.

"Find, find me." Mo Lingyuan's voice even began to tremble, staring at the corpses all around: "The young lady must be around here, she wants to see people in life, and she wants to see corpses in death!" ”

He disassembled the pistol, and sure enough, there was not a single bullet left inside: "Find out how these people died." ”

"Some were shot, some were stabbed in the heart by a sharp blade, and some were shot through the ......throat by a blade," Duan Changyu said in surprise: "This person's marksmanship is so accurate, all of them hit the center of the eyebrows, exploded in the head, and killed with one shot." ”

Mo Lingyuan swept his eyes sharply, walked slowly to the edge of the cliff, looked at the iron chains tied to the branches, and stretched out his hand to pull hard.

Tucked the pistol into his waist, climbed the rope and slid down the cliff......