Murong Jin knew that if he wanted to save Lu Zhao at this moment, it was no longer possible to fight hard. The only way to catch Wang Wu who was riding on a horse was to catch him.

She looked at the terrain, and if she wanted to approach Wang Wu quickly from here, she would have to pass through a building that was still on fire.

Tongues of fire licked the dark sky, a strange orange-red color.

I can't care about it so much, and if I delay it any longer, I'm afraid that Lu Zhao will already die just by bleeding.

If it weren't for the boss of the bandit who wanted to keep Lu Zhao in a breath, Lu Zhao would already be a dead man now.

There was a loud noise behind Wang Wu, and he was startled, and when he looked back, he saw countless burning wood chips flying towards him, dotted like meteors with flames.

A dark black figure was in the firelight. The figure suddenly rose, like a dragon soaring, with an astonishing momentum and an almost irresistible speed, heading straight for Wang Wu, and when the figure approached, he saw a pair of frosty starry eyes in the splashing firelight and a spear like a spirit snake in her hand.

"You ......" Wang Wu only had time to say the word "you" before a spear was picked up from his horse and dropped to the ground, and then he felt the tip of the fiery spear against his chest. He could taste the sharp pain of his flesh being punctured.

"Tell your men to stand down!" Then a cold voice came. "Or you'll die!"

Checkmate!

Lu Zhao, who was almost in despair, only felt that his eyes lit up, and the hope that had been silent suddenly rose in his heart.

His physical strength almost collapsed, but when his eyes touched the familiar figure of Murong Jin, Lu Zhao didn't know where the courage and strength came from. With a single swing of the spear, it pierced the hearts of the two thieves in front of him, and then he fell at Murong Jin's feet.

Barely having any strength to support him, Lu Zhao gasped heavily.

He couldn't say anything, only looked at Murong Jin as if he had fallen from the sky.

"Retreat...... Retire! Wang Wu obviously didn't expect someone to suddenly rush out of the sea of fire, isn't she human? Aren't you afraid of the flames? She was wrapped in darkness all over her, seemingly unscathed.

"Tell them all to get out of the way!" Murong Jin scolded.

"Let's go! Go away! "Wang Wu is afraid of death. didn't dare to disobey Murong Jin's meaning, and Murong Jin's words already carried a convincing power.

"Yes." The other thieves were obviously also frightened by Murong Jin, just now she rose from the flames, and the terrifying momentum was as if a god had descended.

They dodged in both directions.

With one hand, he picked up Lu Zhao, who had fallen at her feet, and threw him on the horse, and Murong Jin also turned over on the horse.

She picked up the gun and dropped her hand, directly poked Wang Wu in the heart, and then shook the reins with one hand and pinched the horse's belly with both legs. The horse neighed, spread its hooves, and galloped forward.

At this time, the stunned bandits reacted.

"Chase! He killed the king! Someone shouted, and then someone followed behind to chase Murong Jin.

Murong Jin threw the dagger out with his hand, and stabbed the thief closest to her in the chest to death.

"Shoot the arrows!" I don't know who snorted. Everyone woke up like a dream, and they all pulled out their bows and arrows and shot in the direction of Murong Jin's escape.

Murong Jin pulled out a sharp spear flower with his backhand, knocking down most of the bow and arrows. However, in the darkness, she had just rushed out of the fire with a slight injury to her palm, which still affected her speed, and an arrow was nailed to the outside of her thigh. Murong Jin was in pain, frowned slightly, and still gritted his teeth and galloped forward.

There were only two of these thieves on horseback, both of whom were killed by Murong Jin, and the others couldn't outrun the horses running with all their might. The distance was widened, and those bandits saw that they could no longer catch up, so they no longer chased after them.

After all, time is running out now, and they also need to evacuate Xingtai City quickly.

Murong Jin was slightly relieved to see that no one was chasing after him.

She lowered her eyes and looked at her legs. He held the shaft of the arrow with his hand, and then broke the shaft of the arrow with the pestle on the outside.

The guards guarding the entrance of the alley were alerted when they saw a horse running from afar. Look again, there are two people on horseback, and isn't the person on horseback their general?

Xiao Qi hurriedly jumped out to greet Murong Jin.

"General!" Murong Jin also looked a little embarrassed. Her face was covered in soot and gray, and the ends of her hair and headband had been curled up by the fire.

"Hurry up and save people." Murong Jin turned over and dismounted, and his legs were forced. There was another sharp pain from the wound on the outer thigh. She gritted her teeth and held back, but carefully hugged Lu Zhao from the horse.

"What's wrong with Lu Zhao?" Xiao Qi and Xiao Wu were startled when they saw it, and Lu Zhao had already fallen into a coma. Like a bloody man.

"Don't talk about it. Let's stop the bleeding for him. Do you still have any medicine for the wounds? Murong Jin handed Lu Zhao over to Xiao Wu and walked towards the ancestral hall with him in his arms. She had blocked several of Lu Zhao's main acupuncture points on the way, but there were too many wounds on his body. Even Murong Jinduo wasn't sure if he would survive.

"I don't know if Master Hou used all the medicine just now." Xiao Qi said, "There are also a lot of injured people in the ancestral hall, and the Jinchuang medicine we brought is simply not enough." ”

When everyone walked into the ancestral hall quickly, Song Jinyu couldn't find Lu Zhao just now, and he was so anxious that he asked two iron guards to look for people around. He caught a glimpse of Murong Jin coming back, and the breath that had been hanging in his heart finally let go.

"Ah Jin, Lu Zhao is gone!" Song Jinyu hurriedly greeted him and said, and as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Lu Zhao covered in blood that Xiao Wu was holding in his hand.

"This ......" Song Jinyu's eyes widened suddenly.

"Don't talk about anything else, do you still have the Jinchuang medicine we brought out?" Murong Jin asked. She silently turned her body to the side slightly, so that her leg injury was hidden in the dark, and she was already wearing black clothes. Even if it was bleeding, she couldn't see it, and she moved her hand slightly towards her body to prevent Song Jinyu from seeing her burned palm.

Both places hurt, she knew it, but in this situation, she couldn't show the slightest vulnerability.

She is the general of Guangling, the general of these people, and from the day she led the troops herself, she silently endured all the minor injuries.

Because she knows where she is, she is the hope, the benchmark and the pillar of these people.

The long night hasn't quite passed. The bandits didn't all leave, and the people here couldn't be hopeless, and she couldn't allow herself to show the slightest bit of weakness.

"No more!" Song Jinyu hurriedly said, "There are too many injured people here, and they have already been used." "Now the ancestral hall is full of people inside and out, and it is difficult to find a place to insert it.

"I'm going to find medicine." Murong Jin frowned when she heard this, and she raised her gun to walk out.

"You wait!" Song Jinyu's eyes were attracted by Lu Zhao, but now their eyes fell on Murong Jin's face. He sensed something was wrong.

Her hand holding the gun trembled slightly.

Even though she had hidden her hand in her sleeve, Song Jinyu still observed it carefully.

"How?" Murong Jin asked.

"Your hand ......" Song Jinyu raised her hand and was about to pull Murong Jin's sleeve, but was held down by Murong Jin.

"A few of you will take care of his wounds first, I'll go out to find it, and you come out with me." Murong Jin glanced around, first said to his iron guard, and then quickly said to Song Jinyu.

"Yes." Song Jinyu took a lantern and followed Murong Jin outside the ancestral hall.

"Show me your hands. Isn't it hurting? When he walked to a leeward corner, Song Jinyu asked eagerly.

"Yes." Murong Jin knew that Song Jinyu was smart, and he was not prepared to hide it. Song Jinyu is a person who understands the general situation, and it makes no sense to hide these things from him.

"Show me." Song Jinyu stuck the lantern in her hand into the snow. Then he whispered.

"It's not a big deal." Murong Jin comforted him and said, "It's just that when I was saving people, I passed through the fire, and when I slapped the burning wood with my palm, the root of my palm was burned by the flames. Just rest for two days. ”

"You show me!" Song Jinyu's eyes faded. Said insistently.

Walking through the fire? She said lightly, what the fire in the south of the city looked like, he hadn't seen it.

Murong Jin sighed lowly, and then he stuck his spear in the snow and stretched out his hand, "It really doesn't matter, it's just a little painful." She said softly, "You go in and don't make a noise, anyway, let's get through tonight first." ”

Then the glimmer of the lantern, Song Jinyu saw that the palms of Murong Jin's two hands were a blur of flesh and blood, and the fire bubbles that had been picked up had been worn out by the rough reins and the handle of the spear. Blood mixed with flesh and skin, red and red, and there were traces of scorched black and black.

Song Jinyu just glanced at it, and she was a little inclined to faint.

It's not that he can't see blood, but he can't see Murong Jin's blood.

His body shook a little, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"What's wrong with you?" Murong Jin hugged Song Jinyu, "At this juncture, don't fall down." ”

"You know it, too! But you don't take good care of yourself. Song Jinyu almost instantly, anger rushed to the door of her head, "If something happens to you, what do you call me?" ”

Murong Jin......

She was a little stunned.

"If something happens to me, you are still Mu Enhou." Murong Jin said slowly. She lowered her eyes slightly, and suddenly there was a faint sourness in her heart.

"Do you have a conscience?" When Song Jinyu heard this, tears almost rolled in her eyes, "You know that what I said doesn't mean that, but you have to misinterpret it!" What if I'm Mu Enhou? It's not for me to be! Murong Jin, you listen to me. I like you, I'm in love with you! So if you give it to me, it's all right, if something happens to you, you live, I will take care of you, if you're gone, I'll accompany you! I'm whoa, whoa! You'll be fine! You're going to be fine! ”