Chapter 7 The Old Man Driving the Horse

Sitting on the back of the tiger and flying up the cliff, his head suddenly hurt, fainted, his clothes were rotten, tattered, the demon tiger left Lin Linlong to the cliff above, turned into a beam of light and rushed into the tiger's mouth in his left hand, a black tiger shadow, there was also a messy trampling boy, his hair was messy, the eleven or twelve-year-old boy, his left hand also had a mark of fiery red, a little garden but clearly outlined a Qingluan.

The young man above shouted, "Brother, brother, wake up......"

A day later, in the dense forest, a team wearing noble robes slowly walked on horseback, and the team plaque read, Murong. Behind them, three blood-red BMWs pulled a luxurious carriage, driven by an old man with some wrinkles on his forehead. There was no one in the carriage, but it should have been a man of wealth and magnitude, and at this moment it suddenly stopped, and the old man in front of him shouted, "Why did it stop?" ”

A soldier ran in front of him, came to the old man and knelt down and said, "The princess and the old dragon have two tattered eleven or twelve children in front of them, one fainted, and the other walked on his back, blocking our way. ”

A woman's voice came softly from the carriage, "Send someone to find them a dormitory steward, and give them a little silver." ”

Guard below: "Ahh ”......

After a while, the guards hurriedly ran back and knelt down and said tremblingly, "Tell the princess, our twelve guards were all injured by that young man." ”

The old man who drove the carriage said hoarsely: "Miss, Mingwei and I will go and see what kind of teenager can still injure your twelve guards." As he walked along, the guard told the old man that when the princess told him to send the two tattered young men away, the young man would not leave them, and they were so violently wounded by the other side that they were so violent.

After a while, an old man and a young man walked to the guard lying on the ground, and looked at the two teenagers in front of him, one fainted, the other was on his back, none of the clothes on his body were good, the young man who was dragging him, there were still some sword wounds on his legs, and there was hot and bright red blood, the old man looked up at the two teenagers, squinted his eyes and stared at the teenager in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking. The unconscious teenager shuddered, and the teenager who dragged the upper side also paused. But he didn't turn his head, the young man who was dragging him might be unwell, he shrugged his back and turned his back to the unconscious young man, and the white hand that was dragging was exposed, and the old man's pupils shrank, his eyes were a little surprised, and he let out a soft sigh.

The old man spoke, "The young man in front, wait. ”

The young man who was dragging him turned around, and looked at the young man's face, he was startled, his face was extremely pale and there was no blood, and his lips were chapped and he saw bloodshot wounds and dirty all over his body. His lips rose and he didn't speak, as if the old man understood.

The old man nodded and said, "I can save you, but I don't want your repayment." The boy looked at the old man for a long time, and then the boy nodded, and then fell to the ground......

In a blink of an eye, it was three days, Lin Linlong was stunned and couldn't open his eyes, and saw the pink bed curtain, the light blue quilt matching, Lin Linlong wanted to open the bed curtain, looking at a light blue turban with coiled hair, his eyes staring at himself widely, and an elegant dress reflected in the bed curtain. Lin Linlong opened the bed curtain, looked at the girl with a turban, and said in horror: "What about my brother, what about my brother. . . ”

The girl looked at Lin Linlong in front of her and felt complicated, and said a little unbearably: "Childe, he is in the carriage next to him, Childe has a good rest, we still have a few days to go to Murong Imperial City." ”

Lin Linlong frowned, his head hurt, and he gasped for breath. said: "How I am with you, can you tell me?" The girl looked at this Lin Gongzi's eyes, and she was a maid who had just come out and said a little frightened and shy: "This incident was three days ago, when the young prince carried you unconscious, passing by the front of our convoy. We, the princess, will take you in. ”