Mu Jinghong was looking for the barbarian who was holding Ling Jiantong hostage all the way, but he didn't want to, and when he was about to catch up with the barbarian, a group of Dongyi people who didn't know where to come out stopped him.

The horses were frightened, Mu Jinghong tightened the reins, frowned at this group of nasty "stumbling blocks", and said sharply: "You get out of the way, otherwise, I will let you go and have no return!" ”

The group of Dongyi people must have thirty or forty people, all of them are strong, they glanced at each other, held a scimitar at the head, pointed at the tip of Mu Jinghong's nose and said: "It is you who injured our leader, and the people who harmed our people now have nowhere to live, the dead are dead, the wounded are injured, today we must kill you to comfort the souls of my dead clansmen in the sky." ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Mu Jinghong's mouth, and he didn't take them to heart at all: "Even your leader is my subordinate defeat, just rely on you, and still want my life, it's really a fantasy." ”

The Dongyi people led by him were obviously enraged, his face turned red, and then he was the first to pounce and fight with Mu Jinghong, and the rest of the thirty or forty people also followed that person and surrounded Mu Jinghong.

With such a big battle, Mu Jinghong rode a horse, and it was probably difficult to deal with it, so he could only turn over and dismount and fight with them in the open space.

Compared with his previous calmness on the battlefield, Mu Jinghong is now more anxious for quick success, after all, Ling Jiantong is now in the hands of the Dongyi barbarian, life and death are uncertain, he is eager to kill all the people in front of him, in exchange for the opportunity to save Ling Jiantong.

But the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't care about the hidden weapons of these sneak attacks in front of him and behind him.

"Hiss"

His arm had already been cut by the knife, and the blood flowed, and after a while, it was stained with a bright peony.

His eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes had begun to redden, his hand clenched the paper fan, a pair of slender fingers had been dyed red, he was red-eyed, and he couldn't care about the whole body, which piece was his, which piece was Dongyi.

He only has one thought now, that is, to rush out, he wants to see Ling Jiantong, and see Ling Jiantong who is safe and sound!

Ling Jiantong leaned on the trunk of the tree, a pair of thief's eyes glanced at the barbarian who was lying on the stone and had fallen asleep from time to time, the thick rope that bound her hands had been worn down by half, she had to run away while the barbarian was still asleep, otherwise, if she was discovered, it would be terrible.

Ling Jiantong thought, the speed in his hand increased by three points, and finally in the countless tug-of-wars, the originally tight thick rope Huo Ran was loosened, Ling Jiantong was secretly happy, and he didn't care about massaging his wrist that was strangled by the rope into a reddish-purple color.

The thick rope landed in circles and circles, and Ling Jiantong was finally able to stand up and walk around freely, but as soon as she stood up cautiously holding on to the tree trunk, the numbness of her legs crossed her brain like an electric current, if she hadn't grabbed the tree trunk, I am afraid that she would have to kneel on the ground because of the numbness of her legs.

Ling Jiantong slowed down for a while, but time was impossible, and if he hesitated any longer, when the barbarian woke up, all this would be in vain.

Even if her legs were numb, she would run away from this big brute.

Ling Jiantong puffed up and left the support of the tree trunk, she gritted her teeth, and her feet crept on the ground in a very deformed manner.

She now finally knows that the animated story of the mermaid is really not a lie, and every step she takes now is exactly the same as walking on the edge of a knife.

Ling Jiantong looked up at the mountains and forests not far away, as long as she entered it and found a random place to hide, even if the barbarian woke up, she would definitely not be able to find her.

But the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, and I don't know where the inexplicable shout came from in the mountain, which suddenly woke up the sleeping barbarian and sat up!

Ling Jiantong stood in place, not daring to move, she looked at the brute with wide eyes, who knew that the brute's sleepy eyes were originally sleepy, and after vaguely seeing a figure next to the fire, she woke up.

Ling Jiantong shouted that it was not good, since he was discovered, he simply pulled his legs and ran, anyway, victory was in sight.

But who knows, although the barbarian looks big, but in terms of the speed of movement, it is far above Ling Jiantong, and before her front foot has stepped into the deep forest, her head hit the copper-colored "wall".

Ling Jiantong didn't have time to touch the slightly painful bag on her head, she raised her eyes to meet the eyes of the fierce and evil barbarian, and suddenly a gust of wind blew across her entire back, and cold sweat broke out!

If there was a mirror, Ling Jiantong really wanted to see how ugly and distorted the smile on her face was now, she slowly raised her hands, made a surrender gesture, and said with a smile: "This strong man, I didn't expect to run away, it's just that people have three urgency, I really can't hold it back, so ......"

The man's narrow eyes were half-narrowed, revealing a little essence, and he said in a rough voice: "You really want to go to the forest because you can't hold it back, so you want to go to the forest conveniently?" ”

Ling Jiantong nodded hurriedly, his eyes more serious than anyone else's.

The corner of the barbarian's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, extremely obscene, his gaze looked down, and stared directly at Ling Jiantong's skirt: "You said earlier, the deep forest is full of jackals, tigers and leopards, if it hurts you, I can't explain it, it's better for you to be here for convenience." ”

"Huh?" Ling Jiantong was stunned, and before he came back to his senses, the barbarian's big hand had already touched it, and he forcibly wanted to take off Ling Jiantong's skirt!

Ling Jiantong was shocked, and in a hurry, he had to use all his strength to protect his skirt from being torn off by the brute.

The two of them were entangled from standing, and finally evolved into barbarians, who directly pushed Ling Jiantong to the ground, and the whole person straddled her body to tear her clothes!

Even though Ling Jiantong has all kinds of grappling stunts, she can't do anything about this scene!

She could only protect her clothes while shouting, "Help! Help me! ”

Ling Jiantong's voice passed through the forest, faintly into the ears of Mu Jinghong, who was still fighting with more than a dozen people, his heart sank, and he knew that Ling Jiantong had an accident, he let out a low shout, and the paper fan in his hand had become a life-killing weapon for these Dongyi people!

With a few muffled sounds, more than a dozen Dongyi people fell to the ground in response, and their breath was completely gone.

Mu Jinghong's physical strength was already overdrawn, but he had to drag his embarrassed and bloody body, stepping over more than forty bloody and chilling corpses, and walking in the direction of the sound step by step.

"Shhh

A cold light appeared, the wanton big hands stopped in astonishment, the eyes were abrupt, the body sank down, Ling Jiantong opened his eyes and saw several blood gushing out from his back, and then he fell to the side, and his life had returned to the west.

Ling Jiantong's eyes were stunned, although the clothes on her body were somewhat torn, they were generally intact, and before she could see who the person who came to save her was, her whole trembling body was embraced by a burst of warmth.

So familiar hugs.

Her chin rested on his shoulder, and she could clearly feel his body flutter slightly.

The breath he exhaled was cold, but somehow instantly settled Ling Jiantong's uneasy heart, her eyes looked ahead, her mouth opened slightly, and she wanted to say something, but he snatched it first: "Jiantong, I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

The breeze blew in the woods, and his voice was not as cold as before, soft, like a deflated ball, both guilty and uneasy.

The fog in Ling Jiantong's eyes slowly dissipated, his pale hand covered his back, and a thousand words choked in his throat, but in the end, he only said softly: "Situ, I'm fine." ”

Situ Qianchen's eyes opened slightly, and there was a trace of warmth in his eyes, he was scared on the way here, afraid that Ling Jiantong would be hurt by the barbarians, then he must not forgive himself even if he died, but, fortunately, he arrived in time, he was really scared, if the situation just now, if he was a moment later, then Ling Jiantong might be ......

He didn't dare to think about it, and he couldn't think about it.

At this moment, the temperature of the person in his arms is the most real, and he can't help but thank God, thanking him for always leaving him a hard-won feeling.

In the distance, the backs of their hugs fell in the lonely eyes, Mu Jinghong's whole person seemed to come out of a pool of blood, his face was as pale as snow, he stared at Situ Qianchen and Ling Jiantong, even if they were only ten meters away, he could really feel their happiness.

He stiffly pulled up a wry smile, mocking in his heart, Mu Jinghong, Mu Jinghong, what do you care about her so desperately, the second brother is a genius and will always come to save her, and you are like this now, what is it?

A woman who covets her brother? Or is it nosy, wishful thinking?

Mu Jinghong staggered his back and scolded secretly, Mu Jinghong, among so many words that Ling Jiantong said, there is finally one sentence that is extremely correct, you are a complete fool.

His legs seemed to be filled with lead water, and he couldn't walk anymore, and after only taking two steps, his body could no longer support it, and he fell to the side.

The upper and lower eyelids fought, and at the moment of falling, he had to admit that his heart was tired and his heart was broken.

After several days of bitter fighting with the Dongyi, the Situ army finally repelled the Dongyi and forced them to retreat to their territorial tribes.

Ling Jiantong has always been heartless, and the victory of the war made her forget the humiliation she had suffered.

She was now holding the tray, lifted the curtain, and walked to the side of the bed.

She reached out and probed Mu Jinghong's forehead who was still asleep on the bed, that night, when she and Situ Qianchen found him, there was no good place on his body at all, and the high fever did not go away, his whole face was as pale as paper, he would hold her hand and talk nonsense, and then hug his body tightly, trembling all over.

If it weren't for Situ Qianchen taking him back to Yucheng and instructing the doctor to use the best medicine, I'm afraid Mu Jinghong wouldn't have been lying here, but in a coffin.

But what happened to him that night? Why was he so badly injured?

Ling Jiantong looked at his sleeping face, frowning and thinking.