Chapter 143: The Empress's Loyal Dog General (37)

The two quickly got in, and the next second, they only heard the door behind them "clang" and slammed shut!

"Quick!"

Duan Jinming pulled Fu Xin and rushed to the gate ten meters in front, seeing that a little spark began to appear around him, Fu Xin's eyelids kept beating, and his heart also kept beating.

It's a matter of life and death!

At the last moment, the fire ignited, Duan Jinming pushed Fu Xin, and directly pushed her out of the gate, while he endured the burning and rushed out.

Although it was only a matter of a second, the clothes behind him were instantly burned through many holes, and the holes were still black, and the burned skin was red.

Fu Xin was anxious and wanted to help him check the wound, but was stopped by Duan Jinming: "It's okay, it's a little injured, people who have been on the battlefield haven't suffered any injuries." ”

After speaking, he took Fu Xin's hand casually, but he was afraid that Fu Xin would make a fuss when Fu Xin saw the injury on his back, so he deliberately walked all the way behind her and walked all the way towards the passage.

Fu Xin saw that every time her footsteps stopped, this Jin Ming would stop, she took a step back, and this guy still retreated, naturally knowing that he didn't want to be seen by himself his injuries.

It's just that, I'm already injured, and it's not a way to be anxious in this imperial mausoleum, so it's better to hurry up and go out quickly and find a doctor to treat him.

This passage is getting narrower and narrower, at first it can be passed by two people, and finally it has narrowed to the size of only one person, Duan Jinming was worried that Fu Xin would be afraid, so he asked her to go ahead: "My Royal Highness, Your Majesty can boldly go forward." ”

Fu Xin tugged at the corners of his mouth: "Who told you that I'm afraid." ”

She walked and tugged at Duan Jinming's sleeves.

"Hey, Aiqing, after I go out, I will dismiss the harem and be with you, what does Aiqing want?"

"Nonsense."

"Why are you messing around, anyway, I'm not interested in them, it's better to be happy with you like a fairy, you can escort me, be funny, and be a tour guide for me, how good."

What is the way to say that it can be funny?

Duan Jinming was full of black lines, and repeated again: "Nonsense." ”

Fu Xin touched his nose and said unwillingly: "Boring, ah, what is blocking the sea of love between you and me." ”

Duan Jinming: "......"

It's all about what and what.

The next road was just as Duan Jinming heard from the wind mouth, all the way without incident, until they reached the end of the exit, a piece of sunshine sprinkled on them.

"Duan Jinming, we finally came out alive, why don't you come to the mountains and rivers to relax these days, the palace is too boring, I don't want to go back!"

The lively voice with a little laughter spread throughout the valley.

However, they had barely taken two steps when they saw a figure in the sparse woods, sitting in the shade of a tree, with a pot of wine beside him.

"Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness, take a sip of wine to celebrate your safe return?"

Fu Xin raised his eyebrows, obviously he didn't expect him to be here.

Wen Feng's smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, perfunctory and casual, but this fairy-like person still looked as warm as jade, of course, the premise was that Fu Xin didn't know that he was going to kill himself.

He poured a glass of wine, handed it to Fu Xin, and said with a light smile: "Don't worry, it's not poisonous." ”

Fu Xin drank it all in one gulp, and saw that Duan Jinming was still sticking to his side, obviously not at ease with Wen Feng, for fear that he would do something on impulse.

But obviously, Wen Feng won't do anything on impulse, he will only ...... With sure sure and definitely understanding his revenge thoughts, he suddenly swung his sword and stabbed at Fu Xin!

Duan Jinming can't do it, he does it for him!

"Smellβ€”"

Fu Xin's pupils shrank, and before she could call out his name, a figure stood in front of her.

A "poof" sounded, and the sword sank into the flesh and blood of the person in front of him, and the sound was extremely harsh.