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The ordinary mountain beasts were frightened, and either roared into the forest or shrank into a ball of silence, and the sacrifice was like the latter, but it was more stupid and cute. 173

How can you not be stupid?

It seems that the untouchable person who is far away in the sky suddenly approaches, and suddenly says who he likes or marries, but the person who is confided in his heart is unaware, and he has been silently admiring him for so many years with careful thoughts, but he is told that he is the lucky one who fell from the sky......

More unreal than a dream.

"The lord is playing tricks again!"

"When did I trick you?" The sacrificial fist was pounded on the shoulder, and he didn't mean to be far away when he was drunk, but hugged the sacrifice tightly, "If you want to touch the wound when you move around, you will have a headache?" Lie down honestly and buy you meatloaf to eat tomorrow morning. ”

In fact, even if he would rather be drunk than persuaded or dissuaded, the priest would quietly continue to hide in his arms and bury his head - at this time, the priest, who was as red as blood, didn't even dare to breathe, he was too shy to speak, and he was even more afraid that the loud wheezing would shatter the happy dream.

The person you like, the person you like, if the two are happy and not illusory, then it is a matter of happiness to death, even if it is really a dream, you will hope for a longer time.

That night was the most comfortable and comfortable night since I could remember, although there was thunder but no slight snort in my ears, although there was rain but could not withstand the warmth of my arms, and even the back of my head was injured and I didn't feel the slightest pain, so I slept sweetly in Ning Xi's arms, but I didn't know that when she was asleep, Ning Xidrunk kept her eyes open, not knowing what she was thinking.

By morning, the rain had not stopped, and the sacrifice had been hungry for four or five days, and it was impossible to hold on any longer, so he was drunk and had to take the sacrifice and choose to venture out. 173

The restaurant restaurant did not dare to go, it was easy to meet the person sent by Bai Qige to find Ning Xi drunk, and it was easier to meet the rouhu alien race who was chasing and killing him everywhere. Anyway, the sacrifice is not picky, and he simply bought a lot of street snacks and stuffed them into the sacrifice arms, hiding, going around, and finally had to return to the broken temple again.

"After walking such a big circle, I almost figured out the route, and it shouldn't be too far to go to the palace. Feed your hungry cat first, and after resting, we will go straight to the palace. ”

No matter how capable the assassins sent by the remnants of the Rouhu clan are, it is impossible for them to break into the palace, Yi Chenjing has just ascended the throne as the emperor and caught up with Bai Qige to suddenly give birth to a prince, and the guards of the palace of Yaoguo must be extremely strict, and there is no need to worry about who will assassinate him. Ning Xi's drunken heart sacrifice can guess a little bit of a star, for which he was "poisoned" when he was a little proud, and his hair that had just been straightened became a messy bird's nest again.

"Eat more, the less leftovers, the lighter it will be to carry."

"Hmm...... Hey? Do you want me to carry it? It took him a long time to react, and he was surprised by the performance of a man who was not drunk enough.

"Who knows when you'll be hungry again? It's a shame to be wasted, carry it. He took out a sweat towel to wipe his palms, and Ning Xidrunk pressed his back waist with one hand and raised it high with the other, stretching lazily, "Remember not to talk nonsense when you go back, otherwise if you don't give up, you will really send me to heaven, but he treats you, the only apprentice, as a baby, and if you accidentally touch it, you will fight with me." ”

The priest nodded ignorantly, and his obedient attitude was no different from that of the newly married daughter-in-law, which provoked Ning Xi to get drunk and laugh again.

After resting for a while, he was about to rush to the palace, but Ning Xidrunk's feet that had just stepped out of the door immediately retracted, and then he turned around, and without saying a word, he pulled up the sacrifice and rushed towards the back wall of the broken temple.

"Run."

A single word made the priest understand her current situation, and before she could fully recover her strength, the haunting assassins came again. Following Ning Xi's drunken back over the rubble of the collapsed wall, Sai ran effortlessly on the road of escape, this little movement was nothing to her, even if it was injured. However, Ning Xi's drunken performance was far inferior to the sacrifice, so he stumbled through two or three streets and alleys, and it seemed that the tall and tall monarch of Anling was already out of breath, and his face was ugly gray.

The priest had been following Ning Xidrunk steadily, and when he saw that he couldn't run and hold on to the wall, he gasped for breath, and he also stopped, looking back nervously while urging him. Under the urging of the sacrifice, Ning Xidrunk barely ran a few steps, and when he entered the sparsely populated streets and alleys of the city, Ning Xidrunk was already very difficult to stand.

"If the Lord holds on a little longer, they will be chasing after him!" The priest was so anxious that she broke out in a cold sweat, and in a hurry, she stretched out her hand and pushed Ning Xi to get drunk, and it was this push that made her discover the reason for Ning Xi's drunken physical exhaustion.

Ning Xi's drunken back, under the ink-colored clothes, is full of viscous blood!

The secret that he tried to hide was discovered, and Ning Xidrunk had to squeeze out a wry smile with a pale face, and bent his fingers to scrape away the tears rolling down his eyes: "What are you crying about, it's just a little injury, it's not in the way." Listen, sacrifice, I can't walk anymore, and now I can only rely on you to make a way for us to survive. Yang pointed to the haystack not far away, and Ning Xi was drunk and took out the fire fold and stuffed it into the priest's hand: "Go and light that pile of licorice, and attract as many people or officers and soldiers as possible, the more people the better." ”

After all, the Rouhu Kingdom is a fallen undead, no matter how crazy those remnants are, they don't dare to make things public in the land of Da Yao, according to the plan of preferring to be drunk, to see if the assassin killers are attracted first or the people of Da Yao, who can play a protective role, are attracted first, if they are lucky, they may be able to make the people looking for him rush here.

However, he overlooked the fact that the sacrifice could not be as calm as he was.

Remembering that he had been sitting in the corner of the ruined temple without moving, it was easy to surmise that he had been injured the day before, in order to save her from fainting and to protect her.

Obviously he should be protected, why did he get hurt for her in the end? I told myself a long time ago that no matter what happened, I had to protect him well, but in the end I couldn't do anything, and I just dragged him down if I had a lot of hard work, didn't this mean that she hurt him?

The eyes as pure as water were panicked and panicked, and the abnormality of the sacrifice made Ning Xidrunk immediately shut down, and raised his hand to pull the sacrifice who staggered back but was avoided.

Looking at the injured little beast's panicked eyes, Ning Xixi was drunk and only felt heartache, as for how critical the situation was, whether there was an enemy behind him, he shook his head early, and thought about the sacrifice, thinking about the torture she might be suffering.

He was not a sacrifice but could understand the mood of the sacrifice, and it was not the first time that he had seen the expression of remorse and pain that had hurt someone important, many years ago, when he was still young, there were people who watched him cry like this.

The intense exercise caused the wound to burst, and dark red blood flowed over the shoulders and arms dripping silently down the rounded fingertips, and the priest's gaze first moved slowly with the blood droplets, and then condensed on a small pool of blood, trembling all over his body.

The blood is so thick that there is nowhere to hide the deeply hidden memories.

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