At the moment when death came, it was impossible not to be afraid, Qiao Ying wanted to leave there and move her steps, but she really couldn't move.

Qiao Ying seemed to have sensed that death was beckoning to her, and she also felt the heat of the horse's hooves, and suddenly her body was light, and before she could find anything, the horse flew out wildly, like a broken kite string, and fell to the ground with a few loud bangs.

Everyone stopped crowding, and turned their heads to look at the horse, the horse neighed a few times in pain, and wanted to turn over the body, but because of the huge body, it tried to turn over dozens of times, but did not turn over, and suddenly, the horse seemed to have fallen into the witch's witchcraft, and the horse that was still struggling to turn over just now suddenly had blood rushing wildly, and the eyes of a group of people were blinded.

The horse neighed in pain, and kept trying to turn over, finally! It finally stood up, limping slowly, moving like a needle pricking the heart, and then it fell to the ground again, this time it was dying and panting, and the blood was flowing slowly from the beginning of the rage.

The people swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, blinked in disbelief, and finally looked at the poor horse a few more times, and turned their eyes to Qiao Ying's side.

The sound of gasping for air rang out in unison, guess what they saw! It's even more fake than just now! An aunt couldn't accept this fact anymore and fainted to the ground.

The tricksters brought a shelf and carried the wounded away, and Qiao Su, an old man who had lived for almost 60 years, was shocked.

It was a very beautiful man, a princess hugged Qiao Ying in her arms, the long eyebrows were like willows, the jade tree was in the wind, the pure white shirt on the upper body was slightly wet, and the thin sweat seeped out through the shirt, highlighting the original excellent body even more exquisitely. A head of black hair casually fluttered behind his shoulders, which can be described as delicate. It is really rare in the world for a man to look like this. With a white jade face, the evil smile at the corner of his mouth has blinded the eyes of many people, and he is dressed in red clothes and dances with the wind, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks!

Qiao Ying was stunned for a long time before coming back to his senses, it was still the faint and elegant taste, it hadn't changed at all, his arms were still so warm, so moved, he couldn't help but rub it like when he was a child, he almost cried out with excitement, lowered his eyelashes, a little choked and a little complaining: "Why did you come, I don't want to wait for you anymore."

With a chuckle, Qiao Ying finally looked up at him, in the dazzling sunlight, he still stared at her with the same expression as before, suddenly Qiao Ying saw his eyes, stunned, his whole body became stiff, and his lips trembled a little and said, "Who are you!" Let go of me! I don't know you! Put me down, let me down! ”

Qiao Ying began to struggle hard, he was not that person, not that person, although this person looked similar to that person, and the eyes looking at her were similar, but! Her Qianmo eyes are purple, purple eyes! And this person's eyes are similar to ordinary people, black and deep eyes.

"Put me down, who are you, I don't know you." Qiao Ying suddenly burst into tears, for some reason she just wanted to cry, she felt that she was a fool, she was deceived by him from beginning to end, and she still believed that he would come back to her......

The man in red blinked, as if stunned, and didn't know what to do next.

Everyone looked at all this and wanted to say silently, we were all petrified, and they all suddenly felt a flock of cheerful crows flying overhead: "Quack......