Chapter Thirty-Eight: Dawn

Confirming that the person in front of him heard his words, the person who came turned and rushed to the river bank without hesitation. After a few ups and downs, he swept past Chen Shipu on the ground and stood in front of the white divine doctor. A cadre of Northern Qi soldiers who were on standby not far away had not yet reacted from the surprise of the commander's arrow, and when they saw this person again, they knelt in place one by one trembling, and simply abandoned their armor and surrendered.

Doctor Bai Shen was injured in his neck, unable to raise his head, and after so many things, he could no longer maintain the old man's voice. simply lowered his head and didn't say a word, still being helped up by the other party.

"Fan Song, you come with me." The voice was still cold, but there was a little more urgency.

The white divine doctor, who was called out by his real name, raised his head suddenly, repeatedly confirmed that he had never seen this face, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?" ”

The other party seemed to be entangled for a moment, and did not answer directly, but beckoned the Northern Qi soldiers on the side to step forward: "You take Lord Chen south back to Rongcheng, don't let him die." Just leave a horse behind. Then he didn't say a word, and let the white god doctor stare at him deadly. The Northern Qi soldiers saluted, dispersed, and according to his order, took Chen Shipu, who was seriously injured and unconscious, to prepare to evacuate. And he took the reins of the horse, only nodded and let them leave, and then met the white divine doctor's gaze: "It doesn't matter who I am. I'm just asking you, is it right that something happened to Poria Cocos? ”

“…… Be. Doctor Bai no longer dwelled on this question, glanced at those faint eyes, and then turned around and crawled on his horse.

He didn't see it, the man behind him was amused by his movements, and he couldn't look past it and reached out to help. After confirming that the White Divine Doctor was seated, the man also turned over and got on his horse, glanced back at Vice General Zhu, who was still stunned in place, and couldn't help but squint his eyes. But in the end, he didn't say anything, and went to Mitsubishi Town.

After tossing for most of the night, the White Divine Doctor was already exhausted, but out of fear of the people behind him, he still tried his best to maintain a defensive posture and tense his back. However, he had always been bad at riding, and now he had managed to support it for so long, and finally fainted completely before dawn.

The man behind him smiled helplessly, adjusted his posture to prevent the fainting person from falling, but did not slow down, but raised his hand and pumped the horse a few more times. No one saw how eager and worried his eyes were.

On the other side, in the second half of the night, Lu Poria had already fainted. The spirit is tense to the limit, and Yaxiang really can't sit down. I simply went to the storeroom and turned out the dried wormwood on it. She looked at Poria's bloodless face, clenched her fists, and waited in silence for the sky to light up.

As if standing on the edge of a cliff, Yaxiang seemed to think a lot, but it was as if she didn't think about anything. My mind is so confused that I always have some images repeatedly. When she was in Beishun Mountain, when she was in Lufu, in Jinxiufang, and in Xiuhetang, she always followed Poria Cocos, nominally to protect her, but in fact, Poria protected her more often. No matter what happens, her girl is the most thoughtful in the world, fearless and chic, wanton and willful. But since Wan Fangyuan met the little emperor, everything has changed. Now, Poria is lying on the cold couch on the border, life and death are uncertain, and the culprit is far away in the capital, happy and happy. The love in this world is so cold. And Zheng Yu ......

Yaxiang suddenly didn't want to think about it anymore.

By this time, it was already dawn. Ya Xiang was awakened, jumped to the side of the bed and looked at Lu Ling's slightly undulating chest before she breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, the senses gradually return. There was a sound of footsteps falling in the yard.

Someone's coming.

Yaxiang grabbed her dagger and leaned sideways behind the door, quietly listening to the approaching footsteps. It seems that there is only one person, with deep inner breath, fast but unusually heavy steps, is it a serious injury? Or is it weight-bearing? Yaxiang pondered, and as she unsheathed the dagger, the man was already standing in the doorway.

Between the electric light and stone fire, the sound of pushing the door, the sound of footsteps, the sound of waving a dagger, and the sound of being bounced away after physical contact, Ya Xiang snorted, and an unusually tall figure was already standing in front of Lu Poria's bed. When Ya Xiang got up to look closely, a slightly thin body was being thrown from her shoulders in the official hat chair on the side. There was still smoked green smoke in the room, which was cut into mottled pillars of light.

With the light of the sky outside the window, Yaxiang saw the side face - the golden fox eyes. Ya Xiang exclaimed uncontrollably: "Ying Xu??? ”