Chapter 69: The Mysterious Assassin
She quietly avoided the crowd and ran to the side of the hill. She took a look in the scuffle just now, originally wanted to steal a horse, but she didn't see a suitable target, so forget it.
She ran boredly to the hill on the side, thinking to herself, I don't know if there is a shortcut to the valley of the sky? Although this official road is fun, it is also a little panicked to watch people fight and kill people all day long.
She walked along the mountain road, bouncing and hopping. After a while, when he got tired of walking, he climbed up the tree, and jumped from tree to tree, but he was also happy.
After walking like this for a day, Yi Yanglan's energy was excessive, but she was also extremely tired. After all, she climbed a tree for a day. Hiding under the bushes, Yang Lan was eating dinner, and seeing that the sun was still early, she was ready to finish her meal and walk towards the nearby towns with all her might, and maybe she could find an inn.
After eating, she clapped her hands and was about to leave. Suddenly, his body was stunned. The whole person is like a bird, and with a flick of his feet, he flies straight up to the treetops. She was incredibly fast, stealth among the foliage. Only a pair of eyes were shown to look down.
I saw a man in black, rushing over. He didn't stop until he came to the place where Yang Lan was just staying, clutching his bleeding chest and panting. When he looked down and saw the grass ash left by Yang Lan, his face changed. He struggled to walk away a few more steps, but it seemed that his strength was almost exhausted, and as soon as his footsteps moved, he was unsteadily planted on the ground for a long time without moving, only a large patch of blood stained on the ground, and it kept expanding.
Yang Lan saw that he struggled several times, but still didn't stand up. I couldn't bear it, so I jumped down and ran to his side carefully. I just ran to his side, my body just bent down, and I haven't picked him up yet. I saw a flower in front of me! A long sword was pointed at her throat!
Yang Lan was stunned, her head tilted back along the sword momentum, she carefully took a few steps back, swallowed her saliva, and said, "I, I originally planned to help you." ”
Looking at it closely, Yang Lan realized that this man in black was actually a handsome and surprisingly handsome young man, and in terms of appearance, he was no longer on par with Sanyu. He stared at Yang Lan coldly, looking at her as if he was looking at a dead person.
At this time, the blood in his chest was still flowing. And his robe was stained with blood. His face was also gray, and his lips were bloodless, apparently bleeding too much. But he pointed at Yang Lan's sword, but it was surprisingly steady, and he didn't even tremble.
Looking at him like this, it is clear that he is an assassin or a killer. Only people who specialize in killing people will have this kind of extremely cold eyes.
He looked at the dead with the eyes of the dead. He stared at Yang Lan for a long time, and only after making sure that she was harmless did he remove the sword. Clutching his chest, he slid down against the tree pole and didn't move for a long time.
Yang Lan knew that he was still guarding himself, and the hand holding the sword did not relax for a moment. She stood aside and thought: Do you want to save this person? If he saves him, will he stab himself with a sword as soon as he is healed? Forget it, it's better to save it.
After making up her mind, she walked a little farther away and lay behind a large tree with her back to the man. He pretended to touch his bag for a while, and took out a whitebait from the meson. Her whitebait had already been cooked. Because the mustard seeds can be kept fresh inside, when they are taken out, they are almost the same as if they were freshly prepared.
She walked gently to the young man's side, handed the silver fish over, carefully looked at the young man's bowed head, and whispered, "This can cure your injuries." If you don't cure it, you will bleed to death. ”
The young man looked up at her with difficulty, his face was gray at the moment, looking at the speed of the bleeding, in another hour and a half, most of them would be reimbursed for a small life.
He looked at the silverfish in Yang Lan's hand fixedly, and after struggling for a while, he finally reached out and took it. He put it next to his nose and sniffed it, and immediately put it in his mouth and chewed it. Seeing his movements, Yang Lan flattened her mouth again, thinking: You look like this, do I still want to poison you?
The whitebait melts in your mouth, and you don't need to chew it at all. In a few moments, he swallowed them all.
As soon as he swallowed it, the young man immediately sat cross-legged and exercised his wounds to heal. This whitebait is a holy medicine for wounds, and after a while, the blood is rapidly stopping at a speed visible to the naked eye. Yang Lan stood aside, watching him heal his injuries, and her heart was still struggling: The whitebait was also eaten by him, should I run away now?
Forget it, it's better to do good things to the end, and be his protector.
She walked around on the side, really bored, took out half of the roast chicken in the mustard seeds and slowly nibbled on it. After eating, her mouth was dry, so she quietly took out a glass of water, sat on the ground and ate it with peace of mind.
After eating for a while, she felt something was wrong, so she looked up. When he looked up, he found that the handsome man in black, the cold-faced killer, had finished his work, and was staring closely at the chicken in his hand.
Yang Lan glanced at him, then at the chicken in her hand, and then at him. His face twisted, and he handed it over without heartache: "Here you go." "She was literally so well fed that she couldn't get any more. However, the things in her hands were taken out and given to others, especially if this thing was still a chicken, which really made Yang Lan feel extremely heartbroken.
The man in black took it with one hand, and without thanking him, he began to eat. After a while, he stood up. Holding the sword in his hand silently, he looked into the distance.
Yang Lan didn't know what he meant, so she was careful and looked at him through her eyelashes, and then at him. Finally, she whispered, "Aren't you in a hurry?" ”
Seeing that he didn't speak, Yang Lan said again: "Then, then I'll go first." ”
With that, she looked at him cautiously again, turned and left. After walking a few steps, seeing that the man did not react, Yang Lan hurriedly quickened her steps and quickly walked towards the official road.
She thought to herself: It's better to take the official road, it's too unsafe to walk on the mountain road like this.
After a quarter of an hour, she put what had just happened behind her and hummed a song in peace. I just snorted twice, and footsteps sounded behind me. Yang Lan saw that the man in black actually followed. It's just that the blood on his chest is gone, and he seems to have changed into a robe. The smell of blood on his body was also cleaned up.
Seeing Yang Lan turn around, he was still expressionless. It's just that Yang Lan is fast and he is fast, and Yang Lan is slow and he is slow, but the ghost is not gone. Yang Lan was flustered by him, and without saying a word, she used light skills to sweep towards the official road. When she finally came to the official road safely, she turned her head and found that the man in black was still standing behind her.
The eyes of the man in black were too cold, so cold that although Yang Lan had just saved his life, she didn't dare to walk with him. I looked at the one or two people who occasionally passed by on the road, and then looked at the sunset that was gradually setting in the west. After walking for five or six miles, Yang Lan finally turned her head and asked, "You, why are you following me?" ”