They found a place with a water source and stopped to rest. Qing Huan ate a little and fell asleep in a daze in the carriage.

Outside, the occasional whisper of the guards could be heard, and the wind blew softly, making a whirring sound through the reeds at the water's edge.

Qing Huan soon fell asleep, and the dream was stretched far away, as if returning to the spring when she first came to this world.

Suddenly, the neighing of horses broke the silence around them, as well as the sweet dreams of the sleeping people.

Qing Huan was also awakened, and before she could figure out what was going on, she was already pulled out of the carriage by Sanniang.

A whip then struck the carriage, shattering the window.

She stood still, and only then did she see the current situation clearly.

They were already surrounded, and the people who surrounded them were the people of the Holy Fire Gate.

And the woman in red at the head had just put the whip back and looked at them coldly.

It's a cold moon. Qing Huan could recognize her from her eyes alone.

She looked around, but didn't see a shadow of the flicker.

"Leave people behind, and you can all go." Leng Yue rode on his horse and said to them.

Sanniang and others surrounded Qinghuan Tuan, leaving no gaps.

Seeing that everyone didn't react, Leng Yue said again, "Do you know her?" What is the need to put yourself in danger for her sake. ”

"You don't need to worry about this, I will take people away." Sanniang spoke, her tone full of murderous aura.

Leng Yue sneered, turned sideways and said to the people around her, "Show them." ”

The person next to her took something out of the box and threw it in front of them.

Qing Huan was blocked by Sanniang and didn't see anything. But she heard a circle of people around her, all of whom made embarrassed sounds, and then began to be restless.

What it was, she wasn't curious at all. Since Sanniang blocked her, it must be something bad, and she didn't have to go to see it.

"Look whose head this is, for a woman I don't know, is it worth it to end up like this?" Leng Yue's voice sounded, but it made Qing Huan's heart half cold.

"Don't come to these indiscriminate tricks, try out the tricks if you have them, let's see you with real knives." It was Lao Zhao's voice.

Qing Huan couldn't see Sanniang's expression, she only felt that she was protecting herself strictly.

Leng Yue snorted coldly, flew off the horse, and rushed straight to Sanniang. The people around rushed over in an instant.

Qing Huan heard the sound of drawing a knife beside him, his hand was released, and he was grabbed by another person.

Sanniang drew her sword to resist Leng Yue's first wave of attacks, and shouted to the person holding Qinghuan from the side: "Take her away." ”

The man immediately pulled Qing Huan hard to escape from the middle, ready to get on the horse.

The people from the Holy Fire Gate were constantly rushing around, and they were constantly resisted by the caravan people. The horse was in front of him, but he was blocked by countless people.

Leng Yue saw that Qing Huan was leaving, and turned her target to Qing Huan.

The whip came straight towards Qing Huan, and the force was so strong that it didn't seem to want to stay alive. Fortunately, Sanniang attacked Leng Yue's whip bearer in time, and only half of the whip's strength was removed, but when it hit Qing Huan's shoulder, it still knocked her down and knelt on the ground.

Someone took the opportunity to attack her, stabbing her ruthlessly, vowing to take her life. Although she was protected, she was still injured.

Sanniang is no longer entangled with Leng Yue, but comes to protect Qinghuan. The scene was chaotic, and the sounds of fighting, moaning, and swords all turned into buzzing sounds in Qing Huan's ears.

It seems to be far and near.

She didn't know what she was supposed to do, how to protect herself, or get out of here. She just mechanically followed her own strength, and every now and then warm blood splattered on her face, making her think she was dying, only the pain from her body made her feel like she was still alive.

Leng Yue's whip also kept pointing at Qing Huan, but they were all caught by Sanniang one by one, without hurting Qing Huan.

Last time at the gate of the courtyard, Sanniang was defeated. Now that it is a showdown again, Leng Yue is not Sanniang's opponent.

I saw that Sanniang not only caught Leng Yue's whip, but also used the knife in her hand to point directly at Leng Yue's vital point, which made Leng Yue's attack gradually tired and turned to defense.

The other disciples were gradually defeated, and the situation gradually benefited Sanniang and them. At this time, Sanniang no longer asked the others to take Qinghuan first, but protected her, and led the caravan to attack Leng Yue and his party with all their might.

Although Leng Yue knew that the situation was not good, and the best way was to retreat to save the overall situation, the stubbornness of her personality made her still choose to stalemate, looking for opportunities to achieve her goals.

Leng Yue's goal is very simple, that is, to kill Qing Huan.

Although Fu Cang didn't explain it like this, Fu Cang only asked them to arrest people back. However, Leng Yue didn't think so, arresting people would definitely clash with Sanniang, and it was reasonable to kill Qing Huan in the chaos.

Therefore, Leng Yue summoned a dead hand, and did the same to her subordinates.

Although it is impossible to defeat Sanniang, Leng Yue is unwilling and misses this opportunity, and it will be difficult to kill her again.

Leng Yue was hesitating, but Sanniang led everyone to fight back, and she was ruthless.

All the disciples who were injured were killed by the sword, Leng Yue's group fought and retreated, and more and more people wanted to escape directly, but they hesitated because Leng Yue did not give an order.

Leng Yue was unwilling, she looked at Qing Huan while fighting with Sanniang, pulled out a dagger from her boots, and threw it at Qing Huan.

Sanniang was far away, and she couldn't turn around to save her, and Qing Huan reacted slowly, and she didn't notice anything abnormal for a while.

Sanniang still has a lot to deal with, and she doesn't have time to grieve. Those who have died need to be buried on the spot; The wounded brother needs to be bandaged; And then they have to leave as fast as they can. She didn't have time to take care of Qinghuan, so she could only let her sleep first.

Qing Huan pulled in his dream, the sword and sword shadow in the dream, and the dream was blood-red. She saw that Agu had been stabbed in the back, and blood was splattered all over her face. She wanted to rush over to save Agu, but she couldn't get by. She saw Agu's mouth struggling to slurp, but she couldn't hear what was being said. Agu died in front of her, his eyes full of despair.

Qing Huan's heart ached sharply, as if she had been pricked by a needle, which broke her heart all at once.

So she woke up in severe pain, covered in cold sweat. Seeing Sanniang sitting next to her, her eyes were red, as if she had just cried.

"Sanniang...."

Qing Huan saw Sanniang's appearance for the first time, and her soul seemed to float away with Lao Zhao. Although Qing Huan was still entangled by that scene in his heart, compared to Sanniang, it was nothing.

"Sanniang, it's all my fault."

"I don't blame you, it's all fate." Sanniang spoke, her throat dry.

Qing Huan sat up and hugged Sanniang gently: "If you want to cry, cry, it's better to cry, you've been strong for too long." ”

Sanniang didn't cry, but just let Qinghuan hold her: "My father is dead, and now Lao Zhao is also dead." It turned out that everyone in the caravan, except me, was dead. ”

Bitter, lonely, helpless, this is Sanniang's life.