The horses formed a tight wall in a circle, and the tall and overlapping heavy yin fell on her, and she was like a weak antelope, waiting only to be torn to pieces by the wolves.

"Tell us, where are all those people in Ghost Ridge now?"

A nomadic barbarian's general's cold gaze fell on Zheng Quqi.

Zheng Quqi originally planned to fall down somewhere, so he lay down and rested there.

It wasn't until she heard a sentence of Zhongyuan dialect in the mouths of this group of nomadic barbarians that she knew that they also knew the language of Ye Guo, so she propped herself up and sat up.

Now that she can communicate in words, not in a beastly way, she might be able to struggle a little more.

「…… How would I know?"

She glanced at her bruised hands and feet, but fortunately, because she was dressed thick enough in winter, even if she fell from a height, there were only a few scrapes left.

She curled up her legs, her joints were fine, and she moved her arms again, her flexibility unhindered.

Just as she checked to see if there was anything wrong with her body, the nomadic barbarian's patience to wait for her to reply gradually ran out.

Zheng Quqi hurriedly added, "I really don't know. I was arranged to burn wolf smoke, and I have long been separated from them, so I don't know where those people have gone? If you let me go, I know where they have put all their grain, and I can take you there."

She deliberately acted like she was greedy for life and afraid of death, at least so that they thought she still had the possibility of persuasion and were willing to waste some time with her on the verbal slap.

"Hahahaha, do you think we're going to let you go if you say that?"

A big hand with rough hair pulled out a long black whip, and with a "snap" in the air, it was thrown on Zheng Quqi's body.

Zheng Quqi hadn't recovered much physical strength at all, and he couldn't dodge it in time, so he could only suffer this whip alive.

She protected her head and chest, and a trail of blood immediately appeared on her back, followed by another whip.

She rolled under the whip, several lashes, and her body was covered with blood, but she kept gritting her teeth and refusing to scream.

She was afraid that her screams of pain would reveal something, because the male voice had to sink his breath into his abdomen, pinch his throat, and if he couldn't do that, he would be an octave higher, and she would never reveal his true gender in front of this group of thugs.

"Looks like you're quite tough, don't you want to say it? Then go and die."

The long whip wrapped around her neck, dragging her up.

Uhh

The force made it impossible for her to breathe, and even a finger tug at it didn't make her feel better.

At this moment, I realized that I might really die.

Her hairs stood up and shook all over her body, and her whole body was twitching, and her teeth and teeth couldn't help but make a sound of hitting each other.

All of this seems to be triggered by the instinct of the body, and it is not something that her will can suppress.

She seems to ...... It's not really that afraid of death, she opened her mouth, almost wanting to reveal everything, just so that she could catch her breath when she was about to roll her eyes.

She also finally realized why some ordinary people can't survive all kinds of severe torture methods, because not everyone has a tenacious and strong psychology that would rather die than give in and regard death as home.

Once people are in extreme pain, they will break down and want to free themselves.

"Rescue, save ......"

They saw that her face was as red as a tomato about to explode, and the way she was dying and wanted to speak was very funny.

"Hahaha...... Look at her, the blood is pouring up her head, and you say, if you cut off her head at this time, will the blood be sprayed everywhere like a fountain?"

"I want to see what you said, or let's give it a try, I'm also curious."

"Then we'll have to ask what we need to know first."

"She didn't understand what we were talking about anyway, so she pretended not to kill her after a while, but when she asked for the answer, she hung her upside down on a tree and cut her off

Wouldn't it be more fun to water the flowers and plants with her head?"

The general of the nomadic barbarian pulled out the whip, and the action of throwing it up caused Zheng Quqi's whole person to be driven together and rolled to the side.

"If you don't answer honestly, I'll cut off your head next time!"

His eyes widened with brass bells, and his expression was as fierce as evil.

Zheng Qu's ulnar throat bone was in terrible pain, as if it was burning, and the short and thin body that was vulnerable to a blow was like they could be slapped to death with a slap.

At this time, she only felt the whip on her body, her throat hurt, and her whole body hurt......

I think she has lived comfortably for half her life in modern times, and the biggest pain she has suffered is just a high fever, but this time she has suffered the sin of the old nose.

They had expected her to cry and kneel and beg them for mercy, and then tell them what they wanted to know.

But even though she was convulsing in pain, she still bent her waist and slowly rose from the ground again.

After she staggered to her feet, she raised her head and smiled at the group of calamity brothers-in-law: "Lao Tzu, your ancestors!"

The nomadic barbarian's eyes widened, and although he couldn't understand the words, he understood her cold, hateful and provocative look at the moment.

She's insulting them!

"Ugh! You damn two-legged sheep! You want to die, don't you?"

Seeing that a long whip was about to hit the eye like a snake spitting out a letter, the exploding wind was pierced by a powerful long arrow, and finally sank straight into the big throat of the barbarian general.

"Ugh...... Belch...... Poof—"

Blood erupted, and a thick smell of rust and blood permeated the surroundings.

I saw that the person who was arrogant and domineering a second ago died miserably this second, and there was a pair of piercing from the mouth to the back of the head.

The nomadic barbarians who had been besieging all turned pale when they saw this scene, and they didn't look like they had reacted at all.

Everything happened so fast that it took less than five seconds from the nomadic barbarian general's shot, to the arrow, to death.

But in a few seconds, it was Zheng Quqi who sacrificed a good skin and a ray of life in exchange for unbearable pain.

The roll that was whipped away by the nomadic barbarian general just now, she was somewhat deliberately acting in it, and her purpose was to pick up the arrow crossbow that was thrown into the withered grass yellow.

After all, they still underestimated her.

She is like a tuft of weeds, inconspicuous, lowly and insignificant, but once she has accumulated enough strength, she can still successfully wait for this moment of breakthrough.

In a few steps, she stepped on the stirrup, and when she jumped, she tore down the barbarian general, who had long since died, and as soon as she turned over, she stepped on the horse.

Zheng Quqi is not nervous, frightened, and worried, her hands and feet are trembling, but the more she is like this, the more she has to calm her mind.

I don't know where I heard it, but generally the war horses that can go out to fight will recognize the master, and will not be easily tamed and controlled by others on the battlefield.

Since she can't control this war horse that has been plundered from others, then she can't control it either.

Pulling out a dagger from the saddle, Zheng Quqi was resolute and resolute, and reflexively stabbed the horse's buttocks fiercely, leaving no room for himself or others.

Although she has not run on a horse alone, she has ridden a horse as well.

When the horse was frightened and galloped, she could do nothing more than to lower her body as much as she could, and her hands tightly clasped around its neck, and it rushed out of the encirclement as if it were frantic in pain.

Sure enough, when those people saw that the general's war horse was out of control, the momentum was majestic, the four hooves were windy, coupled with the strong sound of iron hooves, they were all frightened and quickly turned their horses' heads to avoid it, so that the horses under their crotches were frightened and would also lose control.

And their evasion just gave way to a gap, and the horse passed through the gap, like a slap in the face, and in the blink of an eye, it was far away.

"Don't let her go! Chase!"

Overlooking the entire mountain peak from the top of the mountain, on a long winding open mountain road, a blood-stained horse is in front, with a long mane flying, and its magnificent posture seems to gallop in a storm

Behind it, a group of nomadic barbarians are also horseshoe trampling, chasing relentlessly.

The wind was too cold and too sharp, and it blew Zheng Quqi's face and neck painfully.

But she didn't dare to relax for a moment, her hands clenched the reins tightly, the bones of her thin hands were fleshy, and the green tendons were bursting up.

She was secretly ruthless in her heart, this time, either she fell off the horse with all her strength, or the horse ran first and died of exhaustion.

On the high ground, a group of four or five cavalrymen stepped on the rumbling dust and smoke, kicking up the dust, this is the Fuxian scouts, they heard the "da-da" hooves moving, and they blew the horn.

"Woo woo woo~"

"Look, who's chasing down there?"

"Nomadic barbarians?! What are they chasing?"

"A red horse, no, it should be a steppe horse, this kind of horse is generally a high-grade horse breed carefully bred by nomadic barbarians, why is it riding a person wearing Central Plains costumes? And they're chasing after her!"

"The enemy attack must be related to them, hurry up, report this matter quickly!"

- No, I can't.

She was really running out.

Zheng Quqi couldn't ride correctly, and the horse was stimulated, and the bumps and tremors were terrible, so she had to work harder in order to keep her balance and not be thrown out.

She didn't have the strength of this horse, and it was still running tirelessly, but she couldn't hold on to it.

The men behind closed the distance a little closer, and began to attack indiscriminately, throwing short spears in an attempt to stab her to death along with the horse.

Zheng Quqi couldn't fight back or dodge, just because her movements might be a little bigger, and people could be thrown into the deep mountain cliffs.

Hold on a little longer...... Just hold on a little longer......

She said to herself repeatedly.

Someone will always come to her rescue......

She's been holding out for so long, someone will come......

She tried to raise her head again, and the wind was howling, and she had to squint her eyes, and she wanted to see how long and far the road ahead was...... Will she be able to keep going?

And this raise of her eyes made her see a team of people coming in front of her.

At the head was a man in a gilded mask, who rode on horseback and galloped over the awe-inspiring mountain path, showing a great force, and the wind blew his scarlet cloak, and everywhere he passed, under the gloomy aura, no one could help but shudder.

Zheng Quqi's eyes widened more and more, and in order to confirm that it was not her hallucination, she completely ignored the pain in her eyes from being rubbed by the knife wind.

It's him......

The somewhat familiar mask made her feel as if she had seen Liu Fengmian in the fireworks that night, but the other party's conspicuous and characteristic general's dress made her unmistakable.

He's Yu Wensheng!

The eyes turned red unconsciously.

"I knew ......," she said in her throat like a fire, her voice as hoarse as a duck, "he's coming."

In the wild mountain wind, Yu Wensheng saw Zheng Quqi, who was immediately like a shawl, and the whole person was carried by the wind and floated up quickly, and the nomadic barbarians behind her who were like wolves and crazy pursuits, and their eyes were extremely deep.

He waved to the sergeant behind him and shouted, "Shoot!"

I saw that Yu Jun's white-haired arrows flew out like a rain of locusts, and he also pulled out the sword at his waist, pulled out his horse and flew up, and followed the arrows.

At this time, the nomadic barbarian was half a beat slower than Zheng Quqi, but he also saw the army rushing in front of him.

The shocking flag, even from such a distance, did not allow them to have the slightest luck.

Yes, it's Yu Wensheng's army, and he brought people here!

In an instant, this group of barbarians, who were not afraid of tigers and leopards, were so frightened that they wanted to return just because of a flag and a name.

But it was still too late, even if the reins were pulled too hard, the horse's neck was forced to lean back, and the front hooves were raised

raised, but still unable to turn the horse's head in time to escape.

And the words "frightened" are not enough to describe when they see the picture of Yu Wensheng stepping on the wind with the rain of arrows that covers the sky.

The surprise and excitement in Zheng Quqi's eyes, as well as the call in his mouth, were stunned when he saw Yu Wensheng ignoring her and walking towards the group of "lambs to the slaughter" behind.

「…… Didn't you save me first?"

Her hand was already frozen, maybe it was because she was too hard before, or it could be because she saw Yu Wensheng and them coming, once the person loosened the hard breath, it would be difficult to continue, she could only rely on a little inertia to hold on, but if she bumped again, she would definitely fall.

"Ahh~"

Not absolutely, it's that she's been thrown out.

The person was flying high, but his eyes were looking down, and when he saw that he was about to fall off the cliff, an arm wrapped around her waist and brought her back.

When the snort was filled with a fragrant fragrance of Zheng Quqi, the backhand was a person backhanding and hugging.

Bastard!

Bastards who can't be saved!

She had palpitations in her heart, so she simply used both hands and feet.

"Let go."

"Don't let it go." The voice is gruff and unpleasant.

Yu Wensheng's ears were uncomfortable when he heard it, and he smiled and whispered like a demon, "Okay, as long as you don't regret it."

When Zheng Quqi was puzzled by this sentence, he saw Yu Wensheng pick her up and jump with one movement, so he changed the scene.

Poof......

It is the numb sound of human flesh being cut and blood rapidly spurting from the subcutaneous skin.

She looked back in amazement, only to see that Yu Wensheng was like a naturally ruthless killing machine, everywhere he went, whether it was a person or a horse, he was cut off by his limbs, and his flesh and blood were flying, and that scene was simply a real reproduction of Ahbi hell.