Han Qing and his group held Murong Bai hostage, all the way to the north, and the new green on the outskirts of the imperial city gradually disappeared.

Everyone rode their horses and fled for their lives, and it took nearly two hours before they stopped to rest under an old elm tree.

Han Qing pulled Murong Bai off the horse, and the two of them sat on the huge branches of the dead wood, took a sip of wine, and turned their heads to find Murong Bai staring at his lips silently.

So, leaned over and poured him a sip of spirits, the liquor dripped down Murong Bai's neat jaw, dripping on the collar, and the wet light brown clothes soaked into deep water marks.

Han Qing took a big sip of wine at the spout again, and bent his mouth to persuade: "General Mu, if you go back to Beihan with me, I guarantee that you will enjoy better treatment than Mu Yun in Beihan."

Murong Bai swallowed the spicy liquor, and smiled with eyes as bright as stars when he heard the words.

Bei Hanjing sat on the other side of Murong Bai, and when she heard Han Qing's words, she also turned around and said, "General Mu, I, Bei Hanjing, also respect you as a man, as long as you serve Bei Han, I will definitely speak well for you in front of my brother."

Murong Bai shook his head and said, "The ambition of the great birds, each in the distance, thank you for the good intentions of the concubine and the princess." It's just that our ministry will abide by the agreement and let you out of the city, I don't know when you will let Rong Bai go back? ”

Bei Hanjing and other generals all looked at Han Qing and asked for his opinion.

Han Qing closed the lid of the wine and said in a deep voice: "Our army is still in Longshang, it will take at least a day to meet in the past, it is too early to release him now, it is better to let him go back tomorrow morning, today we still need to travel overnight, everyone be prepared and maintain physical strength."

As Han Qing spoke, Murong Bai's fingers quietly drew a sign on the ground behind him, which he would ignore if he didn't look carefully.

However, when everyone was evacuating, Han Qing carefully cleaned up the traces left by several people.

Before taking him on the horse, he carefully checked his position and circled around, and when he saw the symbol, he glanced at Murong Bai meaningfully, and instead of erasing the traces with his feet, he modified the traces left by Murong Bai.

Murong Bai couldn't help but have a headache, this Han Qing was too cautious and careful, and he was a difficult master to deal with.

A few Hu people came around and saw the mark, and scolded the Han people for being cunning and not a thing.

The Hu people scolded the Han people, and Han Qing, who was a Han person, had a bad face, so he directly shook the words coldly and said back: "It's not that the Han people are too cunning, but that you Hu people are too stupid."

"Say it again." Several Hu people pulled out their knives and surrounded Han Qing and said angrily.

Everyone was originally because they blocked the pursuit of the enemy and killed their beloved horses, and they had nowhere to tell their grievances, so they turned their dissatisfaction on Han Qing.

Now Han Qing's words were like flames, suddenly ignited*, and touched the anger of the public.

Bei Hanjing carried a heavy axe on her back, walked among several people with a cold face, and reprimanded angrily: "Give me all the horses, the nest is reversed, can we return to Beihan immediately?"

The generals stuffed the knife back into the scabbard in displeasure, making a loud noise to intimidate Han Qing, and several people muttered and cursed in the Beihan language.

Han Qing snorted, it was not too big or too small, and everyone could hear the voice provocatively and said: "Heh, why do you still want to go back to Beihan to bully me, it's really bright."

Several people didn't expect that Han Qing could understand his nonsense and directly expose them, and their faces were embarrassed for a while.

What Bei Hanjing hates the most is that her own people are not united, and she shouted angrily: "Enough, give me back to the horse and set off."

Han Qing stepped on the horse handsomely, snorted coldly in his nostrils, and took the lead in waving the horsewhip, and the horse set off quickly and threw off a few people from a distance.

Murong Bai heard Han Qing scolding coldly: "The emperor's relatives and relatives, what's the matter, it's not up to me Han Qing to resolve the difficulties."

Murong Bai couldn't help laughing, and said in turn: "Brother Han, if you are unhappy in the Northern Han Country, Mu Yun's door will always be open for you."

Han Qing grinned his white teeth and deeply refused: "Your Muyun Gate Valve clan is constantly fighting, and you pay attention to the rules of everything, it is better to get along with these Hu people directly."

"The struggle of the gate valve is true, where is there no war now, and it is said that the rules can be changed, Brother Han is against the Han and helps Hu, and the national righteousness is not good-looking, it is better to quickly change the evil and return to the right." Murong Bai grasped these points everywhere, and Han Qing's face did not change at all.

"In my eyes, whether it is a Han or a Hu person, they are all human beings, and they all have only one life, and there is no careful writing of whose name in this world, just look at the strength of the seizure, who I want to help, and see which one does not annoy me a little."

Han Qing manipulated the horse's reins and said.

"Jun Ye also said something similar to you." Murong Bai was moved by his words, and said with deep eyes.

"I didn't misread him." Hearing this, a pure smile appeared on the corner of Han Qing's mouth.

Han Qing felt that to a certain extent, Li Junye understood him, although the two did not talk deeply, but this was what they told him in the dark.

Murong Bai heard his arrogant tone towards Li Junye, and somehow felt a little unbalanced in his heart.

Obviously, he has a lot of contact with Han Qing, but Han Qing has a kind of identification with Li Junye beyond him, as if there is an invisible tacit understanding between the two.

"I don't know why you hate Mu Yun so much." Murong Bai suppressed the jealousy in his heart that he didn't even understand, and turned to ask.

"Your emperor annoys me." Han Qing said without hesitation.

"Where do you hate it?"

"I hate everything."

Han Qing said angrily.

“……”

Murong Bai laughed in his heart, and his shoulders trembled slightly. thought: Xiao Jingyu, a person who can not be offended, also has a day when he is hated.

"What about me?" Murong Bai couldn't help but turn his head and asked, staring at Han Qing's extremely delicate face.

"You, you are one of the three people I don't hate in the Northern Cold Country." Han Qing glanced back behind him, turned his head and said bluntly.

"Besides me and Jun Ye, who else is so honored not to be hated by you?" Murong Bai didn't realize that he was particularly fond of digging into the bottom of things, and his image was different from his previous lonely and cold image.

Han Qing was also not interested in understanding what the opponent's usual behavior was different from that of others, anyway, in his eyes, Murong Bai seemed to be like this, it was normal.

"You guy who can't stop talking." Han Qing intuitively commented on Yan Zijin.

"Hahaha......" If Yan Zijin heard Han Qing comment on him like this, he would definitely be rambling again, Murong Bai laughed happily.

Han Qing glanced back at the back again, Bei Hanjing and the others were far behind, the slightest shadow of coming, frowned slightly, grabbed the reins of the horse, stood in place, waiting for the people behind.

The change came too quickly, and when Han Qing just noticed that something was wrong, the short knife on his waist was taken away, and his neck was hit hard, and the world in front of him instantly turned out like a dark night with lights extinguished.

The corners of Murong Bai's mouth showed a slightly sly and pleasant smile, discarding the sharp stone he had just picked up under the elm tree in his hand, pulling out the thin iron chain around his waist, tying Han Qing's backhand firmly, and placing him sideways on the horse's back like a cargo.

Then he dismounted, wrapped all four hooves of the horse in thick clothing, and finally kicked the horse off the belly, and drove the horse away.

"What the hell, the person disappeared out of thin air, leaving no trace at all, did Han Qing elope with that little white face." Bei Hanjing's subordinates picked up the remaining hemp rope on the ground and said.

"Perhaps, Han Qing is very protective of that Murong Bai." The others chimed in.

"Shut up, don't let me hear that. Han Qing was afraid that he was plotted, so I scattered to find him. Bei Hanjing squatted down, looked at the rough break of the rope, threw down the rope, and ordered with an unkind face.

"Leave him behind, let's just go." The subordinate muttered.

Bei Hanjing's face became ugly, and there was anger in her eyes, and she announced loudly: "I, Bei Hanjing, will not leave any of my own people behind."

"I'm putting my words here today, and in the future, if any of you don't take Han Qing in your eyes, you won't take me in your eyes."

Bei Hanjing said with a cold face.

The people present immediately became three points less arrogant, although they were unwilling to let the princess be treated like this by Han Qing He De, they still obediently transferred the horses and scattered the four searches.

Unexpectedly, Murong Bai looked honest and secretly abducted Han Qing, Bei Hanjing suffered this secret loss, and couldn't help but feel a lot worse about him, and said in his heart, such a person is also dishonest when he comes to Bei Han.

The night is like a dark canvas, and there are densely packed small stars.

Han Qing wanted to rub his neck, which was still numb, and found that his wrist seemed to be locked by something, and opened his eyes uncomfortably, and a small cluster of beating flames was dazzling in front of him, and there was a hare on it, and the smell of meat came to his nose.

Murong Bai was next to him, concentrating on roasting the rabbit.

Han Qing turned his neck, soothed his blood, and said in his heart: This kid is really black.

"You're awake." Murong Bai opened the hare meat that had been carefully wrapped in leaves around him and hung it in front of his eyes, and the fragrant smell went straight to his nose, which made his hungry stomach start to rebel even more.

Han Qing's gaze slid from bottom to top on Murong Bai's face, and he asked with an unkind expression, "Where is this?"

The two of them were in a claustrophobic cavern.

Murong Bai didn't answer, he sent the rabbit meat in his hand forward, and saw that Han Qing was staring at him deadly, and he wasn't ready to eat it, so he said, "This is the cave I stumbled upon before."

Han Qing couldn't help frowning, how could Bei Hanjing find him.

"Don't think too much, eat." Murong Bai tore off a piece of rabbit meat in his hand and fed it to Han Qing's mouth.

Han Qing glanced at Murong Bai, and he couldn't see anything on his angular face.

Han Qing sighed resignedly, and under Murong Bai's feeding, he began to eat rabbit meat.

Murong Bai looked at the hideous scar on his face that ran through his eyebrow bone and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Han Qing almost rolled his eyes, slashed at your face, did it hurt you?

Han Qing was too lazy to bother with this kind of insulting IQ problem.

Murong Bai himself continued: "I didn't mean to do it at that time, I didn't expect to disfigure you."

Han Qing remembered Murong Bai's slash at his mask, and finally stopped being angry, and said, "You didn't mean it, but you did it intentionally."

Murong Bai didn't deny it, lowered his head and said embarrassedly: "I wanted to split the mask to see the opponent's appearance, but I didn't expect the strength of my subordinates to be mastered well."

"Heh, you should have slashed a few more times to completely ruin this face." Han Qing said with a deep eagerness in his eyes.

"Ah, why?" Murong Bai was stunned for a moment when he tore the rabbit meat, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Do you think this face is a blessing or a curse?" Han Qing looked directly at Murong Bai and asked.

"I ......," Murong Bai couldn't answer.

"This face didn't bring me much good things, but bad things attracted me a lot." Han Qing thought of the past, and a thick haze walked through his eyes.

"What's the bad thing?" Murong Bai couldn't help but ask.