Qingmang opened his eyes again, and sure enough, he returned to the Xuanming Pure Land.

"Long Ali is a long one...... Ahhh......h

"Beast, I seem to think it's a very interesting thing." Memories flashed through his mind, and Qingmang muttered thoughtfully.

"Not really!" The beast smugly, "Next plane, go!" ”

***

"Dada......"

The sound of horses' hooves resounded over the wilderness.

The autumn wind hunted, and the cold and bleak moonlight was projected onto the petite figure galloping on the horse, reflecting a faint blood light on the black night clothes.

No one in the rivers and lakes expected that Yan Chong, together with more than 50 people up and down Yan Chuan, would be wiped out overnight by a fourteen-year-old girl.

The black night clothes wrapped Tang Lan tightly all over her body, she held the reins with her hands, her expression was tense, she was like a fleshless puppet this night, no matter how many injuries she suffered, she only knew how to keep fighting.

The red horse's mouth spewed hot air, and its strong muscles stretched vigorously, and it knew that its master was in danger, and the farther away it was at this moment, the better!

I don't know how long a man and a horse have been running, and even the horse feels the strangeness of the owner on his back, and his pace gradually slows down.

Tang Lan felt a wet piece under his body, and his whole person became weaker and weaker, and he couldn't even grasp the reins in his hand.

The horse lowered its head and neighed, trotted a few paces to a halt.

Tang Lan couldn't support it anymore, and his body slid off the horse and fell to the ground.

The horses circled back and forth, neighing in a low voice, and rubbed their heads against Tang Lan's face in a hurry.

Tang Lan forcibly raised his hand and stroked Ma'er's face, and smiled miserably, "Ling Xiao, I can't support it, let me rest." ”

"Ling Xiao" snorted in his nose, and his tongue gently licked the blood on Tang Lan's face.

"Well, you go to hide in the plains, and I'll look for you when I'm better. You're by my side, it's easier to get noticed! Saying that, Tang Lan closed his eyes, forcibly suppressed the reluctance in his heart, and patted the horse's face ruthlessly, "Good horse, go quickly!" ”

"Ling Xiao" stood still, raised his front hooves and hissed, turned his head and ran into the woods.

Tang Lan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and his eyes closed and fainted.

Qingmang, who opened his eyes after a whirlwind, only felt uncomfortable, weak, and the whole person was cold and painful.

She repeatedly urged the white spots between her eyebrows, but surprisingly did not get a response.

Where did the beast go?

Qingmang sighed, the beast is unreliable! I can only rely on myself first!

Qingmang searched all over her body and only found a small bottle of osmanthus brew, she pulled the stopper, and the fragrance was immediately overflowing.

It's not advisable to drink alcohol with wounds all over your body, but now you have to live first!

She leaned her neck and poured a few large mouthfuls, and a warm current slowly spread all around her body.

Qingmang felt better, stopped the movements in his hand, slowly put down the wine bottle, and rubbed it carefully in his hand.

The white moonlight illuminated the tiny word "Tang Gate" at the bottom of the bottle.

Qingmang stood up with a short sword, stumbling forward with the moonlight, slowly getting drunk, the sweat on her head became more and more, her consciousness gradually blurred, and her steps became more and more frivolous.

Suddenly, she tripped over something and fell to the ground, and the pain immediately made her wake up.

But before she could get up, a hand wrapped around her calf.

Qingmang snorted: I'm afraid that there will be more than one luck!

Her first reaction was a punch, but her heart kept falling.

She was now at the end of her crossbow, and she could use less than a tenth of her strength.

Fortunately, there was no attack behind him.

"Help me......" A thin cry for help came from behind him.