Chapter Eighty-Eight: Where to Go
"Drive!"
The horses of these men in black galloped.
On this dusty downhill path, it is like an arrow from the string, and it is gone.
The dark night was in Xiao Xia's field of vision, hanging upside down and constantly retreating behind her.
There is also the blazing Tongguan, and the fighting between the two armies is gradually fading out of Xiao Xia's sense of officialdom.
However......
She didn't escape.
Instead, he fell into another crisis by his own cleverness.
She was very worried about the wet nurse, and she didn't want to cause an accident to the kind person who cared about Princess Shuge all the time.
It was her bad idea, and she deserved it!
The dust raised by the horse's hooves rose to make it more difficult for Xiao Xia to breathe.
Her blood was running backwards, retching but not making a sound.
The pain was extreme, tears and snot flowed.
These men in black probably really wanted her to die, so they didn't care about her feelings at all.
It's so uncomfortableγγγγγγ
The already weak body is even worse than death at this moment.
Xiao Xia didn't expect that outside of Tongguan, which she had worked so hard to escape, there was such bad luck waiting for her.
If you want to die, can you give her a good time?
Xia Moyang was almost suffocated by the bumps on the horse's back.
The veil that covered her face could no longer cover her extremely embarrassed face.
There was a fork in the road ahead, and Xiao Xia's eyes were dark, and he didn't know where he would be taken.
Her posture at the moment couldn't see who was holding her hostage at all.
It's just that this person is not a woman, except for Ling'er, who else wants to kill her?
Despair, frozen breathing.
Without these men in black to do anything, she seemed to be about to stop breathing immediately.
Xiao Xia hung her head in pain, her whole body was out of strength, and she whimpered.
Her visor fell off as her mount progressed.
Lifted by the wind, it fell down, and finally like a butterfly with broken wings, it was ruthlessly trampled by this iron hoof, stepping into the gravel and dust.
"Drive!"
Yu Wenheng took the lead, and he rode Qingyi to chase after the mist-filled ramp.
From far and near, you can see a few figures in front of you, and these people are speeding away from the boundary of this Tongguan.
If they guessed correctly, they were mixed into this Tong Pass, and while he Yuwen Heng led the main force of the Qin soldiers out of the pass, they wanted to take advantage of the weakness to enter!
They also took away Shuge!
Yu Wenheng's eyes lit up, and he chased after these fine works even closer.
The mountain wind rose, the mountain fog was filled, and the white mist was lifted everywhere, and this obstacle was more and more obscuring the vision.
"Marshal, marshal, wait for us!"
The marshal's own soldiers, who followed him, did not dare to slack off in the slightest.
Despite the deep fog of the night, he still whipped up quickly and followed behind Yu Wenheng non-stop.
Soon, there was a fork in the road, all of which were ramps that spiraled down.
If you go in the wrong direction, you lose these people, and then you look back, you will definitely find a trace!
"Sook Song γγγγγγ"
Yu Wenheng muttered her name for no reason, and her heart suddenly hung in the air.
Where does he go from here?!
Where will she go? Where was she taken!!
It was pulling the reins and being in a difficult predicament that Yu Wenheng suddenly found a silk scarf stuck between the earth and stones in front of him.
Silk scarves?
It was the doubts that a gust of wind rose in front of him, and it sent the fluttering thing to Yu Wenheng's face.
Reaching out and grabbing it, Yu Wenheng pinched the softness with the medicinal fragrance in his palm.
Sook's?
Yu Wenheng looked ahead, looked in the direction where the silk scarf floated from, and no longer hesitated, this was to shake the reins heavily, and chase straight towards the fork in the road on the right with the guards behind him.
Xiao Xia felt that she was about to die, and her neck rested on the saddle, as if she was about to break this neck.
It was suffocation, and suddenly the back collar was suddenly lifted, and her top-heavy, blood-flowing posture was finally corrected.
Xiao Xia immediately collapsed backwards, she didn't know whose chest she was leaning on behind her back, anyway, where would there be so much care about the near-death situation?
The breath was smoothed, and the suffocation that was blocked in the throat was immediately relieved.
Xia Moyang had already numbed her body, she almost died, and fear spread in her heart.
In front of me, the field of vision is empty.
Vaguely, there is no focal length at all.
Ling'er, who followed behind, gritted her teeth.
She's going to kill Sook-ge!
The senior brother actually rode with her and held her in his arms?
It's really damnable!