The fire is one of the ancient beasts of the Beidi Kingdom, and it is about to be extinct, for the Tuba tribe that pays attention to traditional culture, the significance of the ancient beast is naturally more important. Therefore, when He Liancheng said this, Temur couldn't refute it for a while.

I heard He Liancheng call him eldest brother just now, presumably this big man is the eldest son of the Tuba patriarch. My heart is dark.

Sure enough, the old patriarch glared back at Temur, and the old man's voice sounded very majestic. "Liancheng has a point, Temur, why can't you change your reckless nature."

Temur missed the target with an arrow, and was robbed by He Liancheng again, and now he was reprimanded by his father, his mighty and square face was blue and white, and his face was ugly and tight, and he said stupidly after a while: "Abba, this damned beast has ruined the ritual of the fifth brother, shouldn't it be taught a lesson?" ”

The old patriarch raised his hand and stroked the white beard under his forehead, looked at He Liancheng and said, "Liancheng, what is your good plan?" ”

He Liancheng groaned slightly, and said: "Huo Qian is known for his fierce temperament, and he is good at fire attack, so it may be difficult to deal with it with manpower alone. But it looks like it's very loyal to that girl, and if it wants to take down this fire, I think I'll have to start with that girl. ”

"Listen to Brother Liancheng's meaning, is it possible to use this woman to trap the fire lion?" Lou Xinyue sat in the wheelchair beside He Liancheng and looked up and asked.

I quietly looked at He Liancheng's tall and tall figure, and found that he was also looking at me. Under the reflection of the campfire, his eyes were dim and inexplicable, and it was difficult for me to read. However, I saw him nod slightly.

His nod couldn't help but make me feel sad. He Liancheng, do you really want to be so ruthless to me?

I closed my eyes, and my heart was already in pain.

At this time, a sharp sound of arrows suddenly sounded in the night sky, cutting through the sky, which was extremely harsh.

"Who?" Several stern questions were heard from the stands, and the crowd of Tuba people watching the ceremony began to riot.

I hurriedly looked up, and dozens of sturdy men in black jumped out one after another from behind me. Each of them armed with weapons and black scarves on their faces, formed a circle centered on me and Chiyan, and confronted the Tuba people head-on. Obviously, this was an organized and planned operation.

I was in a panic when a man in black had jumped onto the cross where I was tied and whispered in my ear, "Miss Ye, it's me." ”

The sound seemed familiar. I thought for a moment, and my eyes widened, "Murong Shizi? ”

"Hey, yes, that's me." Murong Jing chuckled a few times, raised his sword and fell, and cut the cross behind me, and the iron chain was difficult to untie for a while, and he was no longer entangled, and even someone with the iron chain hugged me down and put me on Chiyan's back.

"Stop them, don't let them run!" I don't know who shouted in the stands, and the men in black and the Tuba immediately exchanged hands, and there was a sound of weapons intersecting.

"Chiyan, rush out with your master!" Murong Jing patted Chi Yan's head, and then ordered those black-clothed people: "A few of you, protect Chi Yan and rush out first, and the rest of the people will follow behind the palace of this prince." ”

"Yes." The man in black was well-trained and agile, and quickly divided into two teams, one team of more than ten people, guarding around me and Chiyan, and the other team of about thirty people, led by Murong Jing, resisting the siege of the Tuba people from all sides.

Unfortunately, the combat effectiveness of the Tuba people is not weak, and the number is several times that of the people brought by Murong Jing, and it is difficult to get out for a while. Seeing this, Murong Jing took out a few black balls from his arms, about the size of a palm, and threw them all into the campfire.

"Boom", the bonfire seemed to explode, the flames rose into the sky, and several people nearby were caught on fire by the flying sparks on their clothes, and suddenly they were in a hurry and screamed.

"Withdraw!" Murong Jing gave a low order. Taking advantage of this chaos, all the men in black retreated in order, not in the slightest. Red Flame carried me to the front, it breathed fire in its mouth, its eyes showed a fierce light, all the way God blocked and killed God, the demon blocked and punished the demon, and the black-clothed people around us were also fighting bravely, so we really killed a bloody way.

Murong Jing followed behind us with the rest of the men in black. More and more Tuba people surrounded me, I was hurt by the torture of fire and water in the past two days, and I was whipped by Lou Xinyue before entering the water prison, and at this moment, I couldn't exert half of my strength, so I could only hug Chiyan's neck tightly, hoping not to burden Murong Jing and them as much as possible.

In the melee, I seemed to see He Liancheng also leading his guards to catch up. I was weak and confused, and he was just a vague outline in my eyes at the moment. In a haze, I saw his long sword unsheathed, and his momentum was compelling, and he was entangled with Murong Jing in an instant. But Murong Jing is a pampered son, where will he be He Liancheng's opponent, he has been defeated again and again.

Fortunately, this guy was not stupid, knowing that he couldn't beat him, he casually took out a smoke bomb or something like that from his arms, and threw it at He Liancheng and a group of guards behind him without thinking about it.

Suddenly, there was a cloud of smoke in front of him, and it was difficult to see. I don't know what the smoke bomb thrown by this guy Murong Jing is made of, as the yellow smoke rises, a foul smell wafts around, which is simply disgusting.

"Poisonous gas! Poisonous gas! ”

"Protect the General!"

"Protect the Patriarch!"

There was a commotion among the people, and the anniversary death festival of Nakotai was completely destroyed, and Red Flame had already rushed out of the encirclement of the Tuba with me. After Murong Jing threw a few more smoke bombs that he didn't know what to say, he also withdrew from here with all the people in black.

Lying on Chiyan's back, I closed my eyes weakly, and heard the sounds of fighting around me gradually disappear, until only the sound of the wind passed in my ears, and I knew that I should be safe, and as soon as my heart was relieved, I lost consciousness and fainted.

Before I fainted, I seemed to hear Murong Jing shouting in my ear: "Miss Ye, what's wrong with you?" Wake up! ”

But no matter how hard I tried, I eventually fell into a coma.

When I woke up, I found myself in a bed. Within reach of the bedside was a piercing mane, and I knew it was Red Flame guarding me.

As if awakened by my gentle touch, Chi Yan moved his body, raised his head and saw that I had opened my eyes and woke up, and immediately shook his head and tail, and his mouth "whined", obviously extremely excited.

Then, the door was pushed open with a "squeak", and Murong Jingjunxiu's face probed his head in, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Chiyan, what are you yelling at?" Don't be afraid to disturb your master! ”

Chi Yan turned around and whispered to him twice, Murong Jing glared at Chi Yan, turned his eyes and suddenly saw that I had woken up, and immediately overjoyed, stepped into the room in a few steps, stopped beside my bed, and said happily: "Miss Ye, you can be regarded as awake!" ”

I turned my head with difficulty and took a few glances inside the room. The room is small and poorly furnished, but it is an unfamiliar room. I asked him, "Murong Shizi, where is this?" ”

As soon as I opened my mouth, I found that my voice was hoarse, and it was a little difficult to pronounce it.

Murong Jing saw me frowning, thinking that I was uncomfortable, and hurriedly said: "Miss Ye, don't be busy talking, your throat is burned by the fire, and you may not be able to speak for the time being, but the doctor said that as long as it takes time, you can still recover." Also, your body is very weak and you need to recuperate for a while. Rest assured, this is an inaccessible place outside Dading City, it is very safe, and you can rest here with peace of mind. ”

Murong Jing is right, this is indeed a small village located in the middle of Dading City, surrounded by mountains, and there are several hunters scattered at the foot of the mountain, and the life is simple and peaceful.

Under Murong Jing's arrangement, Chiyan and I stayed here temporarily.

A few days later, Murong Jing came to bid me farewell. He has always come to Beidi this time to send his relatives, and it is time to return to Xiliang Kingdom to resume his life.

I was so injured that I couldn't get out of bed after a few days of recuperation, and my throat couldn't make a normal sound, so I could only hoarse my throat and say to him with difficulty and intermittently.

To Murong Jing, I am truly grateful. If he hadn't led people to save me at the sacrifice that day, I'm afraid I would have been a charred corpse.

Before leaving, Murong Jing took a deep look at me, there was attachment in Qingjun's eyes, there were worries, and there were some things I couldn't understand.

Because he couldn't rest assured of me, Murong Jing specially hired a village aunt to take care of my daily food, clothing. However, with the careful care of him, my heart was only moved, and nothing else.

He also tried his best to save me, but I never felt the same way for him as he did for He Liancheng. Maybe the figure at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains seven years ago has been imprinted in my heart for too long, and I can't erase it.

I lay in bed for half a month, finally regained some strength, and after another half a month, I could barely walk for a while. I've never been injured so badly, and I've never recovered so slowly. I guess it has something to do with my state of mind.

Qianmo once said that the treatment of diseases does not only rely on medicine, but also the patient's mentality.

More than a month has passed since I unknowingly recuperated from my injuries. During this time, I occasionally thought of him. I don't know if he has found out the real details of the He Jiajun, and whether he has found out the real cause of his father's death...... I wonder if he still remembers the woman who disguised herself as a man and infiltrated his barracks?

Maybe Murong Jing's remuneration is generous enough, and the aunt in the village takes care of me very dedicatedly. After a few more days, my body gradually improved, and my voice recovered a little, but my voice was much hoarser than before.

After being able to walk around, the first place I went was my cottage on the outskirts of Dading.

The cottage was as quiet and quiet as ever, and the furnishings had not changed at all, except for the black coat that I had been keeping with great care.

The cabinet in front of me was empty, as if to satirize my heart for him, so ridiculous and unrealistic.

My eyes were sour. Maybe it's time to cut off that thought......

On the way back, I was in a trance. There was a lot of traffic around me, and the cries of vendors on both sides of the street came and went, but I ignored them until a thunderous news woke me up and made me stand on the spot instantly.

General Xiaohe, who is praised by everyone in Beidi, was defeated in Eagle Hill a few days ago, died in battle, and died in the country!