Something is wrong.

Qianqing's hairs stood on end, and the sixth sense from the "master" told him that there was danger ahead.

He made a quick decision, immediately turned around, and was about to go back, but he happened to see two people slowly appearing on horseback on one left and one right in the dense forest on both sides of the official road.

Ambushed.

Qianqing's face sank.

I should have thought that although the people of southern Xinjiang are ruthless and unreasonable, their patience is surprisingly good.

Because hunting in the dense forest, it is often necessary to stay in the same place for a long time. Although Qianqing was careful, he waited for half an hour at most, which was a moment for the people of southern Xinjiang.

"Hatti Tide!" said the man on horseback on the left in a language that even Qianqing did not understand.

Qianqing was stunned and didn't react, and at this time, the person on the right immediately said impatiently: "Bang, Xilami!"

Meaning: "Don't talk nonsense, kill him." ”

After speaking, he pulled out the scimitar next to the saddle, leaned forward slightly, "hia!", and whipped the horse's buttocks, launching a charge against Qianqing.

His move frightened Qianqing hurriedly raised his hands and shouted desperately in southern Xinjiang: "Slow, slow, slow!"

However, the man ignored Qianqing's words and continued to charge, the scimitar in his hand had been raised to the same height as Qianqing's neck, and within three seconds, Qianqing's head would fall to the ground.

"What to do, what to do, what to do?

Now is a matter of life and death, not to mention that Qianqing has died twice, that is, he has died twenty times, and it is inevitable to be afraid, after all, who can get used to death!

In the line of sight, that touch of silver light continued to magnify, and the autonomous defense mode had been cooling since Qianqing's resurrection, and the panel in the live broadcast room could only keep warning Qianqing to dodge.

Five meters.

The last chance, if you don't dodge it, will really hit the ground.

"Whew!"

The scimitar sliced through the air and roared, its sharp blades groaning as if to cheer for the imminent cry of blood.

Qianqing's pupils dilated, his expression was sluggish, and his body reacted instinctively.

Hold your head and squat to defend!

"Boom!"

Qianqing's heart stopped for half a beat.

Overhead, a gentle breeze blows, and a few strands of hair slowly fall.

Dodged!

Just when Qianqing was glad that he had escaped, the sound of horses' hooves behind him pulled him back to reality, and when he looked sideways, the man who spoke a language he didn't understand at the beginning had rushed to him, swinging a knife and about to cut it down!

"it!"

Qianqing rolled on the spot, and he was able to dodge this fatal knife, but his back was cold, and then the pain of his skin being torn hit his brain, and he was injured!

This is not over, the man who missed just now has already launched a charge again, and he predicted the landing point of Qianqing's tumbling in advance, and he wanted to trample Qianqing to death with his horse's hooves.

At this moment, a cold shout came: "Stop!"

Seeing that the horse's hooves were about to step on Qianqing's body, the man twisted the horse's head, turned around in the air, and stepped on the side of Qianqing's head.

Almost, almost dry to get a headshot.

"Hehe, hehe, hehe......"

Qianqing was lying on his back on the ground, panting heavily, fortunately he didn't start the live broadcast, he was almost scared to pee.

"Hold it up. ”

The man's voice rang in his ears, the same person who shouted to stop.

Soon, Qianqing was lifted from the ground by the back collar.

An angular face appeared in Qianqing's line of sight, and the man rode on a horse and said condescendingly: "Do you speak Southern Xinjiang?"

Qianqing didn't answer him immediately, his eyes glanced left and right, and a group of shirtless strong men surrounded him.

The man who was carrying Qianqing pushed him and said fiercely: "Ask you!"

Qianqing nodded resignedly, and said in a low voice: "Yes, yes." ”

"Very well, look up and let me take a good look at you. "That's human.

Qianqing looked up in obedience to his wishes, and the two looked at each other for a second, and Qianqing didn't dare to look at it.

"Not bad. The man nodded appreciatively, waved his big hand in the air, and said, "Go, go back to the tribe!"

The person carrying Qianqing hesitated a little, and said, "Big brother, didn't the patriarch let us go to Nanlimburg to find someone? This kid is just a waste, and it's useless to bring it back!"

The man at the head gave him a cold look and said, "Idiot." ”

After saying that, he stopped staying and left in the direction he came and went.

The people around him left one after another, only the man carrying Qianqing stood still, and the hand holding the collar of Qianqing became tighter and tighter, indicating that his heart was very angry.

In the end, the group of people left the man who helped him fight Qianqing together, and persuaded: "Go quickly, if you go back late, you will be beaten by Ebony again." ”

The ebony in his mouth should be the one who is the leader.

"One day, I will kill him!" The man carrying Qianqing let out a cruel word, and then threw Qianqing directly and threw Qianqing on the horse's buttocks, without fixing anything, letting Qianqing lie on his stomach and turn over on the horse.

"Drive!"

As soon as he raised the whip, the small half was pumped to Qianqing's face, and the skin instantly turned red, and it hurt hotly.

Qian Qingqiang held back the tears in his eyes and silently made a note.

Sunrise.

The horse team hurried overnight, crossing mountains and mountains along the way, and it was several hours ago since Qianqing last saw the official road.

Because he wanted to avoid being thrown off, Qianqing used his body to clamp the horse's buttocks the whole time, using his stomach as a fulcrum, and made an orz posture on the horse.

However, at the end of the night, Qianqing was already exhausted, and if it weren't for the little will he still had left, he would have fainted.

Finally, at the last moment when Qianqing was completely exhausted, the speed of the horse team began to slow down, and it seemed that it was about to reach its destination.

......

"Look, look!"

"Hey, don't squeeze, don't squeeze!"

"Don't touch it! It's not good to touch it!"

......

In a daze, Qianqing heard a voice in his ears.

......

"The goddess is here, the goddess is here!"

"Goddess. ”

"Goddess. ”

......

"Also...... Not...... Awake...... Is it?"

"Nope. ”

"Quick...... Not...... Time...... Space...... ......"

"Why don't you water him?"

"No, no, what should I do if I choke to death?"

"Then prick it with a needle!"

"Pinpricks?"

......

"Okay, za!"

"Shhh

Looking next to her, a girl was standing with a comb-like tool made of sharp teeth in her hand, and when she saw that she was awake, she immediately said excitedly: "Wake up!

Qianqing silently glanced at his arm, it was strange if he didn't wake up.

"Year...... Light...... People ......" The old voice sounded on the side, and Qianqing looked for prestige, an old woman who was on crutches but still couldn't stand steadily.

"Name: Goddess

Shou Yuan: 314 (314)

Identity: Goddess of the Divine Language

Strength: Unknown

Realm: None

Status: Near-fat

Intimacy: 20"

Just as Qianqing looked at the panel of the goddess, the goddess spoke again: "You...... Willing...... Learn...... God...... Whisper?" she spoke in a slightly faster tone.

"Divine language?" Qianqing was stunned, isn't this the name of your tribe?

"Goddess, let me tell you. At this moment, a woman walked in outside the house.

The woman may have to be 1.7 meters tall, and when she stands next to the goddess who has shrunk to just over a meter long, she looks like a giant, and she stands out from the crowd around her.

It's not just her height, she's just as good looking.

Like the rest of the Divine Clan, she had wheat-colored skin, but she was whiter and didn't have a dark complexion.

And her facial features are different from those crowded together by most people in southern Xinjiang, her forehead is fuller, her facial features are more three-dimensional, and her black hair is coiled on the top of her head, which has the taste of a European saint.

However, she was dressed completely differently from the saint.

On the upper body, she wore a simple white vest made of cloth, her figure was tall and exquisite, and the skin leaking out was full of shiny, and she looked very elastic.

The lower body is a short skirt made of leaves, revealing two long legs, which are not only thin and full of muscular lines, but also summed up in one sentence, that is: "Legs play with the year." ”

「？？？」

I have confirmed my eyes, but I can't see through it.

It doesn't matter if you can't see through it, the important thing is that the audience is very hungry, with such a beautiful woman, the popularity of Qianqing's live broadcast will definitely rise again.

"Xiaobo, get the live broadcast out!"