"Don't touch me!" There was a sullen sound of Zhao wearing in the tent.

It turned out that Zhao Meng sent soldiers to rescue Zhao Chuan from behind the tent, but he didn't expect this guy who didn't know what to do not want to rescue, it was really hopeless. Zhao Chong was so drunk that his eyes were dizzy, and when he saw that there were soldiers and Zhao Meng working against him, he gloated, and Zhao Meng also had something that could not be solved, and finally had a chance to show his ability, and he was thinking about how to be brave, so he took the initiative to run over, intending to restrain Fan Yu with his bare hands.

As soon as Fan Yu heard the movement behind him, he exerted force with two fingers, and steadily hit the acupuncture points on Zhao Chuan's knee socket, Zhao Yu fell to the ground with a plop, in order to blackmail Zhao Meng, Fan Yu put Cai'er on Zhao Chuan's back to keep Cai'er safe, just like that, Zhao Chong's legs knelt on the ground and became carrying Cai'er, and when he reacted, Fan Yu's dagger had already stopped next to his throat, and it was almost an inch away from killing him.

Zhao Chuan was so frightened that he woke up most of the time, his eyes didn't dare to squint, and a familiar voice sounded in his ears, it turned out to be Song Yu, it turned out that this woman was so powerful......

"Zhao Zhengqing, it's rude, please ask your soldiers to give way." Fan Yu threatened, her dagger could cut Zhao Chuan's neck with just a slight movement, and the people around her were so nervous that their hearts were raised.

Zhao Meng didn't expect that Zhao Chuan, who was also from the same line of the Zhao family, would not cooperate with the rescue and cocoon himself.

Fan Yu thought that the situation would improve, but in fact, she completely angered Zhao Meng. In addition to kneeling down to worship Jin Jun according to the number of salutes, Zhao Wear did not kneel in front of the generals in public, which overwhelmed the soldiers. Zhao Meng is rarely threatened, even if he is threatened to the point of shame, but now, it really makes him feel that he can't raise his face! The man has gold under his knees, Zhao Wear is Zhao Meng's cousin, a descendant of the Zhao family, the son-in-law of the Gong family, and the Handan Jun of a country. Kneeling is not enough, but also let Zhao wear a slave and lose the face of the Zhao family, even if no one dares to show the embarrassment of seeing this scene, Zhao Meng will make Fan Yu pay the price, even if she is allowed to pay with her life, it is not enough to sacrifice the ancestors of the Zhao family. The sense of shame turned into anger in Zhao Meng's heart in an instant, suppressed in his heart, waiting to explode. His gaze is like a sharp blade, a thousand knives slash at Fan Yu, such a commanding gaze is an inviolable warning, everyone on the side will feel the coming wrath, like lightning and thunder before the storm, everything that is swaying at this moment will be destroyed by the torrential rain.

"Bring the bow." Zhao Meng's voice was low and powerful, and his breath was steady, but it made people shudder.

Left and right hurriedly prepared bows and arrows and handed them to Zhao Meng, Fan Yu was alert, but it was too late, and a scene that she couldn't believe anyway happened. Zhao Meng is not only an excellent strategist, but also talented in hunting archery, never losing to anyone, he bent his bow and arrows, and the arrow swished, skipping Zhao Chuan's bun and piercing Xu Caier's head.

Cai'er's head is Cai'er's head!

Blood splattered, splashing a few times on Fan Yu's face, not painful or itchy, but like a loud and stinging slap, she spared no effort to "snap", shattering her heart. She didn't want to look at it, but she could still see the blood splattered from the smiling skull of the past, and the arrows stuck in the skull...... Her eyes were gray, except for the blood-red splatters of the afterglow, reminding her of the irretrievable. The sound of the feather arrow piercing still echoed in her mind, and she couldn't calm down for a long time, it was the sound of breaking skin and flesh and bones, as if it could split people from head to tail and drag people to the infernal hell......

In the cold winter, Fan Yu can vaguely feel the temperature of this blood, warm and gentle, gentle like a girl's warmth and enthusiasm for everyone, but so what, the smell of blood in the air reminds her all the time that she is gone, an innocent and innocent girl, what mistakes she made! She is kind and naïve, she easily trusts others and provokes death, she doesn't think of collaborating with the enemy and leaking secrets, she just thinks about helping people, thinking about eating candy...... How so!

The dagger in Fan Yu's hand began to tremble, she was frightened, she didn't turn her head, she didn't dare to look at it...... Instead, he stared at Zhao Meng, staring at Zhao Meng, who killed people without blinking. Cai'er is dead, she can't be saved, she caused Cai'er to lose her life, and let her die tragically in the barracks. The outburst of hatred made her mind confused, she had never seen such a cruel and bloody picture, self-blame, grief, resentment...... Her world began to blur, upside down, and the light of the fire and the face of the people turned into dim shadows, kneaded together and deformed, and finally into horrible shapes. The dagger in her hand fell with a "dang long", she was powerless to hold it anymore, and the sky spun for a while, and she couldn't open her eyes as soon as she closed them.

"Tick", the cold water droplets fell heavily on Fan Yu's body, cold and biting, cold through the entire back. She wasn't dead yet, she was still conscious, it was pitch black all around, a beam of light was shining down, only a vent above her head, where was this?

She raised her hand and found that her hands and feet were covered with heavy shackles, and there was hay at her feet to keep out the cold, and this was probably the dungeon of the Jin Kingdom.

Fan Yu didn't know that he didn't die, so he should be happy? Or sadness? Happy, what is there to be happy about, Cai'er even shot through her head because of her tragic death, blood spurted to the ground, glowing pitifully red under the torch, and she didn't even have the courage to die to avenge her, and fainted directly. Sadness...... Does it work, grief has a fart, instead of succeeding in revenge, let others put themselves in danger, pure loser! What qualifies losers to grieve! It's all self-inflicted! But if you die now, how can you fulfill the unwillingness in your heart, hey! Why is it so hard to be a human being!

She struggled to her feet, with heavy steps, groping for a way out. There are stone walls all around, there is no way to find it, is it possible to make a door on it? She looked at the only vent above her head, about a foot above the ground, and the stone walls were rough on all sides, but it was difficult to climb up without stepping on it, and even if she did, where was the door?

The temperature in the dungeon is getting lower and lower, and the vents are no longer bright, presumably at night, and my shoes are gone, and it is already a creation to not be frozen to death tomorrow.

Fan Yu fell into despair for the first time in her life, no matter what happened when she was a child, her father would make it clear for her, and even if she fled, she would plan for herself and her sister. Now that she has escaped from the Chu State, without any protection, she has ended up like this alone, and she will faint when she sees the killing, she really overestimates herself, she is a little homesick, misses her father, misses the carefree days, and tears flow down her eyes......