Chapter Forty-Seven: Walking Together
At this moment, Yang Lan heard the sound of the river flowing. At that moment, my heart moved, and I couldn't help but look at the young man, and it happened that the young man also looked at her. Meeting her gaze, the young man grinned, revealing his snow-white teeth.
They all know that jumping into the river is the best way to hide. Only in this way can he effectively wash away the smell of blood on his body.
Of course, the wounds on his body were not completely healed at all, and soaking in water gave him a great chance of infection. But now it's time to escape.
After a while, a rushing river appeared in front of the two. The young man glanced at Yang Lan and asked gently, "Do you know water?" Yang Lan nodded. At this moment, a loud shout came from behind him: "Where to run?" Oh no, they want to jump into the river! ”
At his shouting, the two of them threw themselves and jumped down, splashing the boss's water. In a hurry, Yang Lan also glanced back. He was followed by forty or fifty men in armor. It looks like the officers and soldiers of the Song Kingdom.
Now that the situation was urgent, she hadn't had time to think about the reason. A stream of cold water flooded her mind. At this time, the young man happened to hand him a reed. This is still when he dived, and he broke it off by the way.
Yang Lan took the reed in her mouth and dived under the water with the young man. As soon as the two of them dived under the water, they quickly rushed down the river. And at this time, the gang also came to the shore. One of them, carrying a spear, stabbed twice in the water in hatred. Turning to the middle-aged man walking in front, he asked, "Boss, what should I do?" ”
The middle-aged man frowned and said coldly: "I finally restrained his kung fu and seriously injured him." But let him run away under everyone's noses. Don't say anything more now, chase! If you can't catch up, no one will be able to speak in front of the regent!" The voice is sensible and murderous!
The two of them rushed down the river for less than fifty meters, and the young man grabbed Yang Lan and leaned tightly against a stone, allowing the stone to block the impact of the water. Finally steady, the two hurriedly stretched the reed pole to the surface of the water and breathed slowly.
The conversation between the people on the shore can be heard by the two underwater. After a while, the footsteps faded downward. Yang Lan was about to stick out her head, but the young man held her down with one hand. Yang Lan looked at his handsome face and asked with a face. At this moment, there was a faint sound of footsteps on the shore.
Yang Lan secretly called it a fluke, and these people didn't know if they were going and returning, or if they were another team. About half an hour passed, and no more voices were heard. The two breathed a sigh of relief and surfaced.
As soon as she surfaced on the shore, Yang Lan took a long breath. Suddenly met the stunning and obsessive eyes of the young man! Yang Lan was stunned for a moment, looked down, and found that the makeup on her face had been washed clean with water, revealing her original face.
This is still secondary, and more importantly, the clothes soaked by the river are tightly attached to her body, revealing her graceful figure. Yang Lan glared at the young man's obsessive eyes again, glared at him hatefully, shook his hand, and strode towards the shore.
When she stared, the young man seemed to be a little weak-hearted. Hurriedly lowered his head, blushed and honestly followed her towards the shore. Until he came ashore, he kept his head down and said nothing. Let Yang Lan be in a good mood.
What she didn't know was that where she didn't see, the young man's handsome face was smiling evilly. There was both ambition and obsession in the gaze that looked at her.
When he came to land, Yang Lan turned to him and said, "Wait a minute, I'll help you change your appearance again." With that, she ran behind a rock, and her voice came from afar: "Don't come." ”
The young man answered, feeling a little dizzy. Then he stretched out his hand to hold on to a big tree, leaned against the tree, closed his eyes, and rested his mind.
Yang Lan took out the same clothes from the meson and changed them, then took out a little of the items needed for easy appearance and smeared them on her face. After looking in the mirror and seeing that it had returned to its normal and beautiful appearance, he walked out.
Facing the young man's eyes that were a little disappointed and lonely, she raised the small burden in her hand and said, "I'll help you change it too." She ran up to the young man and whispered, "Squat down and close your eyes." ”
The young man closed his eyes and felt a pair of gentle little hands gently caressing his face. A refreshing fragrance wafts in.
The young man has an extraordinary family background, from childhood to adulthood, almost living in a pile of beauties. But I have never seen a beauty, and compared with Yang Lan, I have never smelled such an attractive woman's body fragrance.
He didn't move, letting his little hand roam over his face, and slowly, a smile rolled into the corner of his mouth.
"Alright." Yang Lan screamed crisply, clapped her hands, and looked at the young man quite proudly. The young man opened his eyes and smiled at her, and took a picture by the water's edge.
The man in the mirror, about thirty years old, has an ordinary face. Except for the eyes that are still their own, the other places are indeed completely different.
Yang Lan trotted to his side and asked expectantly, "How is it?" She lifted her chin and looked at him with big eyes unblinking.
"Well, well, we should be safe this way." The young man looked at Xiang Yanglan happily.
Yang Lan Gege smiled and said, "It's because you're safe, so I won't play with you." The young man's face turned pale, and he asked hesitantly, "You want to leave me?" ”
Yang Lan waved her hand and said briskly: "Yes, I am walking alone, how comfortable and fun." I don't accompany you to live the days of being hunted and killed. Her voice was light, but her attitude was firm.
The young man's eyes darkened, and he smiled reluctantly: "Okay, when we get to the city, let's separate." Yang Lan nodded loudly, thinking: I still have to rush to Rutian Valley, and I don't know where this is.
The two spoke, and then they took action. After walking for more than a dozen miles around a small river through a forest, a bridge appeared in front of me. Yang Lan climbed to the branch of the big tree, and when she looked up, on the other side of the bridge, it should be a large town.
"Great, it's time to get to town." Yang Lan shouted happily. It's just that there is no dancing. She was amused for a moment, and turned to the young man, only to find him pale and staggering.
Yang Lan was startled and hurriedly climbed down. Ran to him and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?" The young man said in a dumb voice, "I, my back hurts terribly. ”
Yang Lan lifted his clothes and saw that a large area of pus had appeared around the wound where he had put on a little herb. Not much of the herbs remained on his back, and he thought it was washed away by the water when he jumped into the river just now.
Yang Lan felt a little guilty in her heart, she had been thinking about leaving quickly, but she didn't even look at his wounds. Glancing at the young man worriedly, Yang Lan said softly: "Don't be afraid, we are about to enter the city, we can find a doctor to take a look." ”