Chapter 22 If you hit a chair, you won't be human?

Rong Chi raised his eyebrows, "If you hit a chair, you're not human?" ”

Song Xiaoxiao: "......"

There's nothing wrong with that.

Ling Xiaoxie put down his weapon and lifted her up with both hands, "Can you go?" ”

"It hurts..."

Ling Xiaoxie understood the reason as soon as he looked at the crumbs under Song Xiaoxiao's body and the long whip in Rong Chi's palm.

It must have been a person sitting on a stool who was shaken by the internal force at the end of the long whip.

Soon, he thought of the scene where Rong Chi was hit by an arrow not long ago.

Ling Xiaoxie's eyes flashed slightly, and this surprise was fleeting.

"Didn't you say to save people? Now that the people are in hand, why don't you get out of here? Rong Chi's gaze fell on the skin contact between the two, and a handsome face turned cold.

"Little evil, carry the person back." Duan Jiuqing commanded coldly.

Ling Xiaoxie pursed his lips, but he didn't say he was happy, nor did he say he was unhappy.

Just by using practical actions to prove it, he will carry her.

"Wait, I have something to say." Song Xiaoxiao beckoned to Rong Chi, "Come, fox." ”

"Do what?"

"You tied me so tightly that my arms and legs were sore. One person does things and one person is responsible, you can carry me for a ride! ”

"......" Rong Chi's face stinks terribly.

Ling Xiaoye tugged at her sleeve, "Don't make a fuss." Let's go. ”

If there were really 30,000 troops outside the door, he would not stop them.

But the crux of the matter is that those people are all pretending to be the local people in Barren City.

The people of the desolate city turned out their lights when they were not too young. It's not easy to gather so many people at an ugly time. Fortunately, Ling Xiaoxie had followed Duan Jiuqing on his expedition and passed through the barren city, and many people in the city had seen him. The night is dark, and there is a firelight to demonstrate, and you can't see the details without looking closely.

Song Xiaoxiao doesn't know this, so he will do whatever he wants.

"Are you carrying me?" Song Xiaoxiao glanced at the firelight outside.

Rong Chi snorted, walked up to her, and squatted down with his back to him.

The dark guards in the shadows widened their eyes with rich expressions.

Song Xiaoxiao leaned up without hesitation, wrapped his neck, and shouted, "Drive!" ”

Rong Chi's whole body shook, and he looked back at her with a complicated expression.

"Look, the master is saying that the horse should obediently spread its hooves and run when driving, you know? Still laughing... Do you know how flat that face is? yes, that's how good it is..."

Rong Chi carried her out of the courtyard, and whispered in her ear when he put her down, "Little guy, I hope we are destined to meet again." ”

After Rong Chi left, Duan Jiuqing ordered the large army to retreat.

Song Xiaoxiao realized that all the soldiers in the crowd were dressed as ordinary people.

And the high and low, old and young are mixed.

Duan Jiuqing walked in front of the troops, and Ling Xiaoxiao carefully supported her to walk behind.

They were followed by Leader Chiang.

Song Xiaoxiao finally asked the doubts in her heart, "Can a woman also join the army?" ”

"Of course not. Military regulations stipulate that all elderly people and women are not allowed to join the army. The 30,000 troops you see are all pretending to be the people in the city, and this is the general's method. Do you understand what we meant by why we told you not to make trouble? "Fortunately, there was no oolong, otherwise all the previous efforts would be wasted.

Song Xiaoxiao disagreed, "Didn't you find it?" ”

Ling Xiaoxie suddenly got angry and didn't help her, "Do you know how worried the general and I are about you? ”

Song Xiaoxiao, who lost his center of gravity, went to the side, and Leader Jiang took over in time.