The Northern Tang team went all the way to the north, walked for about ten days, and arrived at the Jinshi Pass on the border of the Northern Tang Dynasty on this day, after here, it was in the territory of the Northern Tang Dynasty, Ling Xiang, who had been in a coma, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the bumps along the way made the sternum come from a severe pain, her hands were tied, and she leaned on the side of the prisoner cart in embarrassment, at this moment she had opened her eyes and looked at everything around her, this prisoner cart was actually made of dark iron, very strong and unpressable, when luck was the place of the dantian was a void, empty, the internal force was sealed, Ling Ru couldn't help but be shocked in her heart, Without martial arts, how can she escape? For the first time, he felt powerlessness and a hint of despair, and Ling seemed to suspect that it was the bug's fault.

At this moment, she hated Murong Qing a little

Forget that Neili was sealed, and she was tied up and thrown into the prison car made of Xuantie, she really looked up to her too much, and one day I would like to let you taste it, a trace of cold killing intent flashed in Ling Ru's eyes.

In the mountains, only the sound of summer insects chirping was particularly ear-catching, and the sound of chariots and horses, and along the way, there were constantly gloating soldiers looking at her and whispering, how powerful is this woman who killed so many of our brothers? Hahaha, it's not that you've been subjugated by Your Highness, look at this waist...... Ling seemed to listen to their words, and there was no trace of emotion in his cold eyes.

In the post station, the soldiers of the Northern Tang Dynasty were all brushing the hourly team, organizing rest and eating one after another, Ling seemed to have not been dripping in the past few days, and he was already dizzy with hunger, after a burst of footsteps, he opened his eyes, and there were two steaming steamed buns on his legs, "Girl, you hurry up and eat, see that your people are broken up by me" A woman in her thirties, plump, wearing a blue dress spoke.

Ling seemed to ignore anything else, her hands were tied, she could only lean over and bite one of the steamed buns, chewing hard and swallowing it into her stomach, "Girl, come here, I'll pour you some water to drink" Seeing her like this, the woman continued to speak, while raising the silver kettle in her hand with her hand, Ling seemed to leaned over, the water poured out, trying to drink the water with her mouth, "cough cough cough ......" her face turned slightly red, Ling seemed to cough.

"Don't be in a hurry, drink slowly," said the woman patiently and gently, as if comforting a child.

"Thank you," Ling seemed to squeeze two words out of his throat.

"Girl, your face is a little dirty, do you want me to groom and freshen up for you" is a kind woman, and a warm current rises in her heart.

"No need, thank you" Ling Ru responded gently, she didn't want to freshen up, just this appearance was enough to scare off those Northern Tang soldiers who did not treat her badly. Ling seemed to have eaten something, and his body was obviously much better, leaning to the side, closing his eyes and recuperating.

The night has come, a gust of wind blew, Ling seemed to be cold and curled up his body, there was no internal force to protect the body, it was really a lot worse, but I also felt that the body faintly had strength, tied back hands, constantly looking for opportunities, from the gap in the rope, hard to drill out, but the rope rubbed the wrist a little painful, just like this, kept rubbing, felt the rope gradually loosened, and finally rubbed the broken wrist, can move, the bottom of the heart flowed a burst of joy. The Northern Tang Dynasty soldiers who took turns guarding him changed a group of batches, and they didn't notice this change, but it was still more difficult for the prisoner car to escape, and the small dark iron door was now locked by a big lock.

"Someone come to open this lock" The thick voice ordered a few soldiers who closed the door, and a tall figure shrouded Ling Yi, looking at her with straight eyes.

"It turned out to be the captain, I'm afraid that I won't be able to obey my fate, General Yu has specially ordered that this person must be taken care of"

"Hmph, let you open it" The man pushed those people away, and the soldiers immediately fell to the ground, this man was so arrogant, he calmly took the set of keys from the waist of one of the soldiers, and strode towards Ling Yi. In the air, the smell of wine mixed with the smell of sweat had a stinking smell, so that Ling seemed to almost vomit out what he had eaten, instinctively shrank back, and swept his cold eyes, the person was very tall, and there was a scar on the right side of his face that reached the ear, which was very hideous, and his obscene gaze kept staring at her, "Beauty, I have been hungry for you for a few days, and finally waited for the opportunity to ......"

With a "bang", the small dark iron door was opened by his wide palm, and he pounced, grabbed Ling's ankle hard, and dragged her straight over, looking at her with a blazing gaze.

"It's just that this face is a little dirty, but this skin is really slippery" After speaking, the scar man carefully touched the skin on the ankle with his hand, and kept rubbing it with his rough fingertips, Ling seemed to want to vomit with some disgust in his heart.

happened to turn his head to look at the rope that had been untied on one side, and he couldn't help but have an idea, and reached out to get the rope, almost a little bit, and said secretly in his heart.

The scar man was a little impatient to lean over to take off Ling's clothes, the strength was so great, he reached out and heard the sound of his clothes breaking, Ling seemed to be startled, the scar man Taishan pressed down again, Ling seemed to feel out of breath in an instant, his hand kept taking the rope, and finally held it tightly in his hand, raised his arm, the rope was precisely set on the head of the scar man, the man struggled, Ling seemed to have no internal strength, such strength was not enough to make the scar man die, "Wow" The man roared in pain, Ling seemed to have tied a knot around his neck with strength, The more he struggled with the knot, the tighter the knot became, Ling didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and held it tightly, the man's eyes widened angrily, and he looked at her in disbelief until the man was out of breath.

Ling seemed to use all his strength, and kicked the man off the prisoner car with a hard kick, the night was as cold as water, and the wind hit the skin exposed to the air, Ling seemed to look at the somewhat broken clothes on his body, and a sense of humiliation arose, and he rewrapped himself with the remaining clothes, and a trace of sadness slipped through his eyes.

Perhaps it was the loud roar of the scar man just now that woke up those sleeping Northern Tang soldiers, and after a while, the prisoner car where Ling seemed to be surrounded was surrounded.

"You killed him" Jian Chiyu said sharply, he heard the sound and immediately rushed over, and saw the scene in front of him, the woman curled up in a corner.

Ling seemed to look up at him from the first place, as if what had just happened had nothing to do with her now.

"If it weren't for the prince's orders, do you think you would have survived until now?" Jian Chiyu continued to speak, with an awe-inspiring murderous aura.

"Come on, drag it out and bury it, ignore the discipline in the army and get drunk like this, you deserve to die, now you give me a good look at her" Jian Chiyu scolded loudly, those little soldiers had already been frightened and their legs were a little weak, and they came to Ling Si's side again, and locked the iron door, Ling seemed to have never thought of resisting, after all, they couldn't fight them now.

Starting from the post station, I walked for another three days, and finally arrived at the Northern Tang Kingdom, the capital city of Ding'an.

"Hurry! Open the gates," shouted the soldiers guarding the gates. After all, after winning the battle and going home, the two sides didn't know what to talk about, after a while, only some of the people entered the city gate under the leadership of their general sword Chiyu, and the rest of the soldiers were stationed outside the city, Ding'an is the most prosperous city in the Northern Tang Dynasty, through the city gate, Ling seemed to look at everything around, unfamiliar environment, she really left her home country, the building here is very characteristic of the Northern Tang Dynasty, high-rise buildings, majestic. The streets were lined with shops, densely packed with people, and their eyes were fixed on Ling Bi.

"Is this a female warrior?"

"What about prisoners of war? When you arrive in the Northern Tang Dynasty, no matter how powerful you are, you are just a slave."

"Look at her like that...... It's all dirty" A few people in the crowd were discussing in a whisper, and the words fell on Ling Yi's ears, pretending not to hear, changing his posture and closing his eyes to recuperate, gradually moving away from the noisy crowd.

Murong Qing's mansion is in the center of Ding'an City, and it is already dark when he arrives here, and at this time, there are many maids and guards standing outside the mansion gate, and they are all surrounded by a young man who is about a teenager, with a handsome face, and a proper scholarly appearance, "General Yu, is this the person His Highness asked to bring back?" With that, his gaze swept over Ling Bi's body.

"Tell Your Highness that the people have been brought," he said, a look of motion

"Dangdangdang" After a while, the small dark iron door was opened, Ling seemed to raise his head and glanced coldly, and heard the voice of Jian Chi Yu sound

"Come out, you should thank His Highness for keeping you, otherwise you would have been imprisoned in the prison and tortured a long time ago" Jian Chiyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his words were extremely sarcastic.

There is a rule in the Northern Tang Dynasty that prisoners of war brought back from the battlefield will be locked up in underground underground dungeons, and subjected to more than a dozen kinds of torture a day, the purpose is to weaken their willpower, make them give up struggling, and enslave them to their heart's content, until in the end, they are physically and mentally destroyed, and the walking dead will finally use a soldering iron to print a slave word on their bodies, so that those high-ranking officials and nobles can choose and become their slaves.

Ling seems to have not walked for a long time, his legs are a little stiff, and his walking posture is a little weird, "Go, take this girl to Jingyuan, so that she can freshen up" The handsome young man looked at the woman in tattered clothes in front of him, this was brought back from the battlefield by the prince, the woman's dirty face could not see what the face was, only those bright and clear eyes, he could vaguely see that the outline of the woman's facial features was clear and small, it was undeniable that he was curious about this woman.

There was no expression on Ling Yi's calm face, and he was only helped in by two maids, one left and one right, stepping on the stone steps on the front porch of the mansion gate, and slowly walked in.

Stepping into the palace, it is a long corridor, on both sides are tall lacquered red wooden pillars, hung with orange lanterns, the corridor is surrounded by a garden, which is full of flowers, some varieties Ling seems to have never seen, there are various paths in the garden intersect, extending into the distance, this Murong Qing residence is really grand enough big enough and spacious enough, across the stone bridge in the middle of the lake to a quiet courtyard, looking up, the plaque is written Jingyuan two hot gold characters, the two maids who supported him pushed open the door, only to hear a "squeak", There was a fresh scent in the face, and there were two huge black locust trees, covered with bunches of white locust flowers, which bloomed very well in the hazy moonlight.