"There's nothing to do here, but I'm afraid it's ...... here" Murong Yue raised his eyes and looked at the dim and colorless sky, frowning.

This should be a dense forest by the river in the lower reaches of the Qujiang River, the sky is getting dark, and the cold wind is gradually rising. The two of them were all drenched, if it was any later, I was afraid that they would freeze and lose their body temperature, and if they encountered any strange insects and beasts again, I am afraid that it would be more than lucky.

The two of them got up and briefly trimmed their robes, and the back of her hand was also scratched with three or four bloody marks, but she was still able to move freely, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lady, if it gets dark today, let's hurry up and find a warmer place."

She bowed slightly, letting him lead her forward.

I walked through the dense deep mountains and wild forests for about a quarter of an hour, but unfortunately I didn't see a single person. She folded her arms over her chest and staggered forward with her tired feet, her legs as frozen and soft as lead paste, shivering with cold.

"Ah......h

As soon as she stumbled on her feet, she accidentally fell into the mud and gravel, and her palms grazed the skin and oozed blood.

Murong Yue walked ahead, and when she heard the lady's exclamation, she hurriedly turned around: "Yao Niangzi, what's wrong, but you're injured?" ”

Yao Yun rubbed the cold ankles stained with sludge, and said delicately in a crying voice: "Hiss...... Murong Langjun, my feet are good, it seems to be sprained. ”

He returned to her and half-crouched down, his cold, white fingers touching the white socks at her ankles. Suddenly, an unknown sharp weapon stabbed him in the face.

He reacted very quickly, leaped to his feet as light as a swallow, and flew six feet away like a nimble little leopard.

When he raised his eyes again, his smile had already frozen on the handsome face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his yellow ruby eyes were a little darker, as if they were smeared with a strong evil aura. He turned his head sideways and dusted off the tail of his sticky robe, and stretched his hands, one of which had a hideous blood mark on the back of his hand.

Yao Yun was still holding a piece of sharp rust that Fang had deliberately picked up on the ground when he pretended to fall, and there was a little red blood stain on the edge.

She stared at him coldly, and said expressionlessly: "Murong Langjun is really good, he can only hurt you by half a point." ”

Murong Yue was stunned, frowned slightly, raised his hand and scratched the wet crown of his hair, his eyes were full of confusion: "Yao Niangzi, what do you mean?" I don't understand it under it. ”

Yao Yun walked to the gravel pile on the side of the front and sat down. She picked up the sticky and wet gown, raised her hand to dust off the mud stains on the hem of the dress, and loosened her leg bones, she was indeed hungry and tired.

She looked up at him indifferently: "I'm tired, I don't want to act with you anymore." If you want to kill or chop, listen to it. ”

"Yao Niangzi has good eyesight. I don't know when the horse's feet were exposed? He came quietly, but he spoke a standard and fluent Chang'an official dialect.

"I've looked into the watertight compartments under the ship, and the three outer hatches have been deliberately damaged. When you were on the boat, you blurted out Jiuniang in a hurry, you shouldn't know Xiuqing, how could you know that she is the ninth in the family. But more importantly, the shoulders and waist of your robe are heavier than the usual wide robe, and I think there are a lot of thin pieces of cork stuffed in it to help you increase your buoyancy. ”

She spoke leisurely, and the kneading movements of her hands massaging and stretching her calves did not stop.

He clapped his palms abruptly, and Ling Ling's applause was even more eerie in the dim and dense forest.

"Yao Niangzi is really smart and insightful, and I really admire it."

Yao Yun didn't bother to talk to him, and said indifferently: "I'm just a poor widow from a humble birth, and I'll marry someone else as a concubine soon." I have no talent and no color, I don't know what Lang Jun wants? ”

"Whether it's useful or useless, it's not up to you and me to decide."

Murong Yue snorted coldly, a tentative smile on the corner of his mouth, and waved his hand gently.

Two cold-faced black-clothed men suddenly jumped down from the two big trees overhead, surrounding her impenetrable.

There was a sudden pain in the back of her neck, and she fell unconscious as soon as her feet went limp.

When she woke up again, Yao Yun found that she was already lying on a soft and comfortable wooden bed, the room was simple and simple, and her nose was filled with the faint scent of cardamom fragrance. Cardamom is a specialty of Tuyuhun.

She turned her tired limbs and stiff neck, stretched her legs and sat up, and her body had changed into a clean and simple dress. Her eyes sank, Murong Yue didn't tie her up and drug her.

She pushed open the wooden door of the house, and here was a small, simple and dilapidated one-entry courtyard, and the end could be seen at a glance. At the bamboo table in the middle of the courtyard sat a Lang Jun. At this time, he was cross-legged and sipping tea leisurely, as if she didn't exist at all.

"Murong Langjun, so Yaxing!"

Yao Yun sat on the side of the bamboo table with a smile, took the tea bowl and poured a cup of tea as calmly as in his own yard, and drank a few sips of hot tea without hesitation.

Murong Yue raised her eyes and looked at her, and said coldly: "Yao Niangzi, aren't you afraid that I will poison the tea?" ”

"If you were going to kill me, you would have killed me. Why is it still so late? It shows that I still have some use. ”

She leaned towards him with a smile, her white jade fingers caressing the narrow brown ribbon at his wrist, and gently gestured in a circle, as if rippling in her heart.

deliberately added a little more shyness and cuteness to her tone, and she said softly: "Although I don't know who ordered you to abduct me, but you treat me well, and I won't treat you harshly." If you will let me go, how much will that man give you, and how about I pay you back three times the price? ”

His topaz eyes were faintly shining, pursed his lips, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but he never thought that the lady in front of him quickly pressed his thick wrist first, and continued to stroke it round and round, and came to his strong chest in a grand manner, and the woman was fragrant, and he felt that he was the one who was molested.

"You, you, you let go." An inexplicable panic welled up in his heart.

Her hand was pressed tightly against his slightly heaving chest, and her other white jade hand touched his right earlobe slightly, spitting out the aroma intentionally or unintentionally. The more she smiled, and deliberately said coquettishly: "Hey, it turns out that it's not a matter of money and price, but a matter of human feelings." Good Langjun, just tell me, who the hell is ......"

"You, you, why are you, I, I ......" Murong Yue's eyes widened in fear, leaving only bright and clear eyes that could grunt and spin uneasily. He collapsed to the ground stiffly, his limbs completely immobile.

"Hmph, the smelly man who is interested in seeing it." Yao Yun shook the thin soft silver needle in his hand in front of him, and there was still a little blood left on the silver needle.