Cang Luochen suddenly felt her heart tighten, she held the albinic hand with her backhand and shook her head: "It's okay, I'll take you away." ”

Ever since he found out that Albinism was injured, Cang Luochen felt a little self-blame in his heart, because if he hadn't asked Albinism to find out the news, maybe he wouldn't have ......

Cang Luochen is not a man after all, and she can't understand what kind of pain a man is like when he is treated like that, but she understands that what hurts more than the injuries on his albino body is his dignity.

Cang Luochen didn't ask why Bai Hua was injured, let alone mention his injury, and after resting for a while, he had already let the big man carry him on his back.

Along the way, Bai Hua didn't take the initiative to say a word, many times Cang Luochen thought he was asleep, but when he turned around, he saw that his eyes were still open, but his eyes were a little hollow, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Cang Luochen suddenly missed the albinism that couldn't be closed when the conversation box was opened.

The journey was sleepless, eating or drinking, and after the night, the team of dozens of people was less than a quarter.

No one knows when those people will be left behind, dead or alive.

On the fourth day, Cang Luochen, who had only eaten a few wild fruits along the way, couldn't stand it anymore. Hungry and weak, tired and tired all over the body as if about to fall apart. The entire team, plus Cang Luochen and Albino, only ten people remained.

The pursuers in the north also caught up on the fourth day, and Cang Luochen took the remaining few people to hide in the forest to avoid those pursuers.

The pursuers chased for a long time, seemed to notice that something was wrong, turned around, and scattered into the forest in twos and threes near the forest to investigate.

Cang Luochen killed three more Northern Frontier search soldiers, and then led the remaining few people to speed up and run in the direction of Yuyang Gorge.

The pursuers have already discovered their tracks, and the longer it drags on, the worse it will be for them.

Nearly 100 chasing soldiers in Northern Xinjiang, no matter how good Cang Luochen is, he can't kill so many chasing soldiers without stopping for a few days and without eating a mouthful of food.

Even dodging and running, he finally crossed the northern border on the morning of the sixth day and entered the country of Yue.

At this moment, the people of Northern Xinjiang had discovered the whereabouts of Cang Luochen and others, and they rode horses to chase all the way.

The last eight people could only run around like ducks being chased.

Cang Luochen, who was familiar with the frontier defenses, knew that in another half an hour, there would be patrols from the northern frontier passing through here.

The chasing soldiers in northern Xinjiang have already stepped into the territory of Yue, but there are many people and there are no Yue generals, so they still chase all the way.

Seeing that he was about to be caught up, Cang Luochen shouted: "Keep running!" ”

But she suddenly turned around, borrowed a little strength from the feet of the Northern Xinjiang pursuers, and the whole person jumped on the horse of the nearest Northern Xinjiang pursuer like an arrow from Xuan. Before the Northern Frontier pursuer could react, Cang Luochen's dagger had already slashed across his neck, and blood suddenly gushed out, staining Cang Luochen's shabby gray cloth robe red.

This sudden scene was not expected by all the pursuers, who thought that the only few slaves left were just ducks to their mouths, and they could eat them whenever they wanted.

But unexpectedly, Cang Luochen suddenly stopped running, didn't dodge or dodge, and rushed over, and when everyone didn't react, he simply killed their companions neatly.

Cang Luochen kicked down the man's corpse, pulled out the big knife on the side of the horse, and the long knife broke through the wind in his hand, and the pursuer closest to her was immediately cut and fell off the horse, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.