As the fighting stopped, a guard knelt in front of the sedan chair panting and reported to Ying Shi that the assassin had fallen off a cliff and fled. Ying Shi pursed her lips and laughed slightly, but her voice was a little weak and timid: "Go back quickly, in the wilderness, it's hard to guarantee that they don't have accomplices." ”

The tips of the black boots stepped on the dead grass, the broken grass stems made a crisp "click", and the hands with a thin layer of calluses on their fingertips tore off the sedan curtain.

"Why are you ......" Ying Shi was taken aback when she saw someone coming, and quickly calmed down again, pressing her hand to her chest and saying, "Xiao Zhen, I didn't expect you to come so quickly, it's really scary." ”

Fingers pinched her jaw, Xiao Zhen said in a low voice, and yelled at the guards on both sides: "Get out of the way!" ”

Accustomed to the delicate relationship between the two men, the guards had already mastered the ability to read words and colors, and their eyes were fixed on the tip of their noses and silently dispersed.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", Ying Shi covered his left cheek and stared at Xiao Zhen with red eyes.

"It seems that my words don't work," Xiao Zhen propped his hands on the guardrails on both sides of the sedan body, leaned down to stare at Ying Shi, and suddenly hooked his lips and smiled lightly, "You go back and prepare some gifts, and send them to your brother in a few days, so as not to be in a hurry." ”

"You, what do you mean?" The calm and confident on Ying Shi's face shattered inch by inch. She stared at Xiao Zhen's face, he must have got the news and hurried over, and the hair crown didn't have time to tie up, so he only tied it hastily with a ribbon.

"The day after tomorrow is the field hunting ceremony of the Qin State, your younger brother is the prince of Qin, according to the etiquette, he will open the first bow and shoot back the first prey with his own hands." Xiao Zhen approached Ying Shi, as close as if he wanted to kiss her, "It's a pity that his horse is disobedient, and he will be frightened and run wild during the ceremony, throwing Prince Qin off his horse." ”

Xiao Zhen lowered his head, his lips pressed against Ying Shi's neck: "As for your younger brother, whether he will break a leg, be blind in one eye forever, or be pierced in the throat by a branch, it depends on how I feel after I find my little ballad." Doesn't your sister love him the most, how can you not give some gifts to comfort him? ”

The guards couldn't hear him clearly, they only felt that their movements were ambiguous, and they all stared down at the ground, silently saying in their hearts that they were not respectful. Ying Shi's teeth were clenched, and her hand holding the bead curtain couldn't help shaking. She must have been crazy, only then did she feel that this man was as smooth as jade, he was clearly a demon, a demon that no one could provoke.

Xiao Zhen took out his saber and slashed diagonally on the sedan body, half of the railing was split into several sections and fell to the ground. He leaped to his feet, tapping his toes on the trunk of the tree, and disappeared under the cliff in three or two blows.

When the guards were silent and quietly raised their eyes to look, only the pale-faced Princess Yingshi was left in the broken sedan chair.

……

Xiao Zhen was on the cliff, his right wrist wrapped around an old rattan, and his left hand swung his sword several times, and with the help of the force of the rattan breaking, it fell quickly. The barbs on the rattan were all strangled into his flesh, and as soon as his body hit the ground, he ripped the rattan indiscriminately, ignoring the blood splashing on half of his arm.

There was a layer of broken ice floating on the river, and the ice ballast was dripping with half-dried blood. Xiao Zhen picked up a little blood with his fingers and put it under the tip of his nose to sniff lightly. Clean smell of blood, no poison. The heart, which was floating in mid-air, suddenly fell to the ground.

Following the direction of the bloodstains, chasing all the way, at the bend of the river, a handful of black hair floated in the water like seaweed. Xiao Zhen ran over, and the splash of water wet his sleeves.

The thin man, his clothes all soaked, lay on the bank of the river, like a wounded kitten. Xiao Zhen scooped her up, lowered his head and tried her faint snort, and then hugged her into his arms.

Mo Yu was cold, his face was frighteningly white, he was hugged hard by Xiao Zhen, he frowned in a daze, and said vaguely in his mouth: "It hurts......"

"Xiaoyao, bear with me, I'll take you back." Xiao Zhen took off his robe, wrapped the person curled up in a ball like a kitten, and casually ripped off the hairband and tied it on her upper arm to stop the bleeding.

As soon as he got up, there was a small sound of horses' hooves on the cliff, and someone lowered his voice to speak. Xiao Zhen's ear power is excellent, and he slowly squatted down, holding his breath and listening. Scattered words drifted against the wind, "...... Wuyang ...... Manhunt...... Kill ......"

Xiao Zhen's heart tightened, after escorting Ying Shi into Chu, he was already supposed to return to Qin. This time, no one knows. The people of Chu hated him to the bone, and he couldn't think of where the news was leaked for a while, and the only clear thought in his mind was that if he was searched out by these people, he would probably have to be dismantled and boiled in soup.

He had eleven thousand ways to escape, but he couldn't leave the ink here.

The sound of horses' hooves spread out in all directions, gradually spreading evenly across the cliff. At the top of the cliff is a small path, from which there is only one exit.

He was very familiar with this road in and out of Yunzhao Mountain, and he walked quietly by himself many times. Recently, I came to find Mo Yu quietly, and I used to steal into the altar of the god and deceive the self-righteous little girl. If you close your eyes and listen briefly, you already have a rough idea of what is going on, the possible routes in and out have been blocked, there are cavalry in the front row, and there are bows and crossbows in ambush in the grass.

As soon as the mountain wind blew, the soaked clothes on Mo Yu's body were frozen hard. She shuddered and unconsciously drilled into Xiao Zhen's arms. I don't know if she was awake or confused, she suddenly half-opened her eyes, glanced up obliquely, and giggled: "Hazelnuts, I want to eat hazelnuts." The voice is very different from usual, with a bit nasal, soft and glutinous, like a bite of a rice ball, and the sweet and greasy stuffing flows directly into people's hearts.

"It's really a terrible ......" Xiao Zhen raised his hand to cover her mouth, in the middle of the night, there was no sound on the mountain at all, such a sentence was enough for the people at the top of the cliff to hear.

As soon as his hand touched her cheek, he realized that her face was hot, and when he looked down, he saw a thin layer of skin on her lips and an abnormal flush on her cheeks. But this unconscious man, unconscious, squinted his eyes and grinned and bit his finger. A neat row of tooth marks was printed on Xiao Zhen's fingers.

Xiao Zhen sighed, lowered his head and kissed her shallowly on the side of the cheek, and tightened the robe for her. Mo Yu refused to be honest, his half-bright and half-dark eyes looked at him obliquely, stretched out his arms to hook his neck, and laughed briskly.

This sound was particularly clear in the silent valley, and the people on the top of the cliff also heard this laughter, let out several shouts of different lengths, and began to shrink the encirclement.

Xiao Zhen picked up two pieces of broken ice from the lake and threw them to the other side of the river with all his strength, and the broken ice smashed into the trees, startling countless birds. The attention of the Chu soldiers on the top of the cliff was all attracted by this moment, the bright torches were lit, and the cavalry outflanked them from three directions.

……

In the main hall of the Yuntai, Su Tian used a silver hook to light the candle, and with a slight force of his slender fingers, he crushed the wax pill that the shadow guard had just sent. On the inner wall of the wax pill, there are some strange symbols painted in a crooked manner, which are the ciphertext compiled by Su Tian himself.

After reading the wax pill, he pursed his lips and laughed silently: "Yun Jiang has already arrived at the altar of the gods, but the divine envoy has not appeared. What is it that stumbles the oracle today? ”

About a year ago, he discovered that Yun Jiang was abnormal. Every time Yun Jiang made a prediction, she was in a state of confusion, and when she asked afterwards, she only vaguely remembered that there was a vague-faced divine envoy who gave her important hints.

He beckoned out the window, the light flickered, and the agile shadow guard knelt silently in front of him. Su tilted his finger lightly on the table: "The people who appear in Yunzhao Mountain tonight can be caught, they can't be caught, and they can't let anyone leave." ”

……

Xiao Zhen hugged the ink rumor and sneaked in the woods. Taking advantage of the brief confusion he had just created, he was already very close to the outlet of the lower reaches of the river. There is a trail that leads to the outside of the mountain, and the road that ordinary people can't walk, he can.

"Shoe ......" The person in his arms moved.

"Little ballad, don't make a sound." Xiao Zhen lowered his voice and coaxed her. As long as he left the valley, he could call Suzaku to pick him up, and when he returned, he had to peel off the turtle shell of Xuanwu.

"Shoes, my shoes fell off ......" Mo Yu pinched his throat and coquettishly, "You go and help me pick up my shoes!" ”

Although Xiao Zhen knew that she was cheeky, he had never heard her speak like this, he only felt that his throat was tight, and what he was holding in his arms was not like a wet and cold person, but like a ball of coals.

"Shoes, my shoes fell off ......" Mo rumor repeatedly, only saying this one sentence. Xiao Zhen stretched out her hand and touched it, and sure enough, she had one foot bare, presumably the shoe kicked off halfway. The toes are cold, and the heat on the face is simply two days of ice and fire.

Xiao Zhen's heart fluttered, and he lowered his head and sucked her lips: "Okay! I'll pick up your shoes. ”

Touching back along the original road, Xiao Zhen hugged Mo Yu with one hand and groped among the weeds with the other. Walk quickly to the bank of the river, only to pick up the little shoe that has fallen. It was turquoise, half the size of his palm. Xiao Zhen dressed her carefully, pressed her ear and sideburns and said, "Don't kick it off again this time." ”

As soon as the words fell, a sharp and piercing sound hit him head-on in mid-air. Xiao Zhen leaned forward to protect Mo Yu, and the arrows flew over his shoulders.

The cavalry greeted each other in code words and rushed towards Xiao Zhen's hiding place, with an unexpectedly fast speed.

Xiao Zhen untied his clothes and tied the ink rumor to his chest, and climbed up the cliff. With his amazing arm strength, he grabbed the dead vines in the mountains with his arms, and the clusters of arrows followed him like locusts, but none of them could catch up with his speed.

On the cliff on the opposite bank, Han Chong rode on his horse and drew his bow like a full moon. He didn't know who he was chasing today, but he only knew that General Huang Qi asked him to obey Su Tian's arrangement.

An arrow flew out and went straight to Xiao Zhen's heart. Xiao Zhen heard the sound of the wind, and he couldn't and didn't have time to turn back. With a hard pull on his hand, his body swung forward, and when he reached the highest point, his hand was loosened, and the whole person fell down quickly. The first arrow flew over his head and pinned it to the cliff.

Han Chong took the second arrow and pointed at the position where Xiao Zhen's figure was slightly lower.

The wind lifted his robe, revealing a corner of his dress. Han Chong's hand shook, and the arrow was deflected by an inch, and it fell straight into the pitch-black mountain stream. The skirt of the ink ballad, he will not forget it after seeing it. He didn't know what the misunderstanding was, but if the person who was climbing on the cliff was shot and fell, Mo Yu would definitely not survive.

At this time, Xiao Zhen's attention was on the cliff. He remembered that there was a cave halfway up the cliff, but now it was covered by dead vines and old branches, and he could only gamble with his memory.

"Don't be afraid," he said to the unconscious man in his chest, "and if you make a mistake, we'll die together." If the bet is right, will you be willing to live with me? ”