"Wait until I get back."

Ji Qingge raised the small hoe in his hand, hurriedly turned around and hurried to the bottom of the valley.

The trail through the valley floor is overgrown with thorns. The faint moonlight can't illuminate the way forward at all, and every step Ji Qingge takes is extremely difficult.

By the time she reached the bottom of the valley, her black robe had been cut several times, and a few strands of cotton wool flew out of her armpits and landed on the stumps of the dead trees beside her.

As soon as she caught a glimpse of the black, dead stump, she remembered many things about the original owner. The original owner and her biological mother came to the valley to pick Molin grass, and sat down at the stump by the deep pool to rest.

If the original owner's memory is correct, it should not be a stump, but a stone bench.

Ji Qingge reached out and stroked the black stump-like object, and sure enough, it was a cold stone bench. She remembered that the deep pool was in front of the stone bench to the right, and immediately smiled.

When she wiped the poisonous blood from the corners of her lips for Di Jinxuan before, her silk handkerchief was stained with his blood. It was the blood of her savior and creditor, which she hid in her purse and brought to the bottom.

"Boom."

Ji Qingge picked up a small pebble and threw it in the deep pool in front of her, and after smashing it into a sound, she let out a long sigh of relief.

When she came to the edge of the deep pool, she washed her face with water with both hands before moving away from a strange-shaped stone on the edge of the pool. From the gap, he found two Molin grasses with withered leaves.

Ji Qingge sniffed the Molin grass like a treasure, and indeed smelled a light and elegant fragrance. She waved her hoe and carefully removed the two Molin grasses completely.

He didn't even have time to wipe the beads of sweat off his forehead, so he hurriedly put on his back the medicine basket and rushed to Di Jinxuan's side.

After walking less than five steps, a poignant male voice broke the silence came: "Qingge! ”

Is it Di Jinxuan's voice?

The shout just now was completely different from Di Jinxuan's voice yesterday. She understood that he was hallucinating. It had been more than two hours, and he had suffered enough.

Ji Qingge responded: "Wait for me, third son." ”

Her crisp and powerful voice was like a laser that pierced the night sky, reaching the ears of Di Jinxuan, who fell on the edge of the ancient willow......

Just an hour ago, Di Jinxuan was still leaning on the ancient willow, watching Ji Qingge's thin figure gradually drift away. I wanted to keep her, but it was bitter and unbearable.

Poisonous blood oozed from the corner of his lips, and as soon as he leaned over, Di Jinxuan let out a "wow" and spit out poisonous blood. His whole body tilted to the right uncontrollably, and his gaze remained fixed on the direction she had left before. I saw that the scenery over there was gradually blurred......

His ears seemed to hear a roar, and all he felt was his eyes black.

"Bang!"

Di Jinxuan fell on the barren grass by the ancient willow and made a muffled sound.

Lying on the cold barren grass, Di Jinxuan only felt as if he had a sharp dagger on his heart, and he gritted his teeth fiercely in pain. At the same time, the battlefield of Northern Xinjiang came to his mind.

He wore a white robe and rode alone, and Ashina, the prince of Beitan Kingdom. Yuma, face off in the snowfield. The sound of cheers and horns not far behind him resounded in the sky.

"King Xiao will win."

"King Xiao will win!"

Hearing the cheers of the soldiers of the Qi army, Di Jinxuan's sharp eyes slashed at the face of Beitan Shizi like a sharp blade. The thin lips provoked a sarcastic smile, and said coldly:

"Didn't you keep saying that you want to fight to the death with your master? Lord is here, are you stage frightened? ”

"Where's the grandfather? Calling you a master in front of you, you're still a little tender. I think that when the father's father and your father clashed, the master had all been trained on the battlefield, and you were afraid that you would still enjoy the blessings of the imperial city, right? ”

Ashina. Yongmo raised his eyebrows fiercely and said angrily.

Di Jinxuan snorted coldly, and pulled out the soft sword at his waist with a "sigh". But seeing a cold white light flashing, the soft sword "snorted" and cut Ashina. Yongmo's horsewhip.

On the snowfields of northern Xinjiang, the Qi army and the Beitan army fought fiercely.

In a war, corpses were killed all over the field, and even the air was filled with the smell of blood. After the sword light, there was the blood red that bloomed on the snowfield, and the terrible remnants......

Di Jinxuan rode on a war horse with yellow fur and white coats, pulled the reins tightly around the neck of Beitan Shizi, and pulled hard.

"Boom!"

Ashina. Yuma's head rolled on the snow, and his face was hideous.

"King Xiao will win, and the Qi army will win!"

The cheers of the soldiers of the Qi army sounded again with the sound of horns, but Di Jinxuan suddenly felt a chill down his back in this hustle and bustle!

He turned back vigilantly, and saw a sharp arrow coming at him:

"Whoosh-"

Di Jinxuan skillfully dodged, and Ji Qingge's crisp and loud, but somewhat trembling voice came from his ears: "Be careful!" ”

"Qingge ......"

In the war-torn northern Xinjiang, Di Jinxuan only heard Ji Qingge's voice, but never searched for her strange and familiar shadow in the crowd.

When he woke up from the nightmare, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Looking up at the shapeless trunk of the thousand-year-old willow crack, Di Jinxuan's mind quickly flashed the situation of arresting the man in black in the Misty Valley yesterday.

When he entered the Lost Valley, he and Yan Fengxing split up to look for special markers, and after searching for less than an hour, he met a group of people in black.

Dealing with that group of people in black, Di Jinxuan had no pressure. It's just that he never imagined that his left shoulder would be injured by the accomplice of the man in black hiding in the shadows.

Although he frowned at the pain of his heart, he was still fine, killing none of the men in black. And, of course, the man who hid in the woods and put the poison needle.

On the way to escape, the man in black imitated the howl of the wolf twice, and the cry resounded through the valley, terrible and vicissitudes.

When fighting with the man in black, Di Jinxuan was alert to find that the other party was also using the Butterfly Yin Sect move.

It's the same door?!

Looking at the man in black closely, I saw that he looked a little like Du Yi and Yan Li......

After a closer look, I found that the man in black was more like Bai Lishan, a wanted criminal by the imperial court.

Di Jinxuan held a sharp sword and rested it on the neck of the man in black. His sharp eyes pierced the dark face of the man in black, and his voice was as cold as a thousand years of ice, and he said, "Bailishan, why did you sneak attack this king?" ”

"Lord Xiao, take a look over there?"

The man in black laughed wildly, stretched out his hand and pointed to an ancient willow in the valley, raised his eyebrows, and said, "If His Royal Highness King Xiao doesn't mind her life or death, I can give His Royal Highness my own head." Ha ha! ”

On the edge of the ancient willows, Ji Qingge, who was dressed in tattered clothes, was tied with a rope by a sprinkled woman, and another woman held a horsewhip and beat Ji Qingge fiercely.

"Smack, smack......"

The sound of a whip came to Di Jinxuan's ears, like a sharp sword inserted into his heart. He swung his sword and slashed the neck of the man in black, shouting, "Qingge! ”

Di Jinxuan gathered up his strength, suddenly stood up from the barren grass, and chased straight in the direction where Ji Qingge was.

"Qingge, I'm here."

With him, no one is allowed to harm his future princess.

At this time, Di Jinxuan only wanted to protect Ji Qingge wholeheartedly. And he had forgotten what Ji Qingge had said when he left him to go to the bottom of the valley to find an antidote.

The scene in his mind was still a hallucination after he was poisoned. He saw that Ji Qingge's already tattered clothes were stained with her blood after being beaten.

She was beaten to the ground, curled up and shivering in the cold wind.