As she turned to leave the camp, a stranger stopped her from behind: "Miss Lu." ”

Joan also turned around and saw a man in half-soft armor, who seemed to be a man on the battlefield, and he was born quite good. She didn't know him, and looked at him twice more to make sure she really didn't know him, but the person in front of her showed a very disappointed expression, as if she had forgotten him again.

He said, "I'm Xie Yangyu. ”

Qiong Yi actually didn't know who Xie Yangyu was at all, he was afraid that he would be an old acquaintance with him before, he would be sad and sad because of this, and he was worried that he had seen him several times, if he didn't remember at this time, it seemed that his mind was still a little wrong, so he could only pretend to be suddenly and smiled: "Oh! It's you! ”

He smiled, very gently: "Hmm. What are you doing here? ”

"Me?" Joan also took out the note from her bosom and handed it over: "I want to ask someone to help see what is written on it." ”

When she lowered her head and took out the objects, Xie Yangyu easily saw the marks on her neck, the dark red was very dazzling, like a bite mark, because there were particularly obvious tooth marks, and she was furious in her heart: Sheng Xuan resented that beast! Lu Xiyan is like this now, and he still doesn't know moderation or pity! She is such a good girl, she was poisoned and confused in order to save her classmates, but he still ...... I really don't deserve it! No matter how you deserve it!

Joan was also a little timid, she was not used to getting along with people other than Sheng Xuan's resentment for so long, and asked in a low voice, "Is it difficult to read?" ”

"Yes." Xie Yangyu gritted his teeth and smiled: "The word is ugly." ”

Joan nodded as if she didn't understand.

"The note said that he won't be coming to the village for a few days, and he has something to do." Even though he was very tired of Sheng Xuan complaining about this person, Xie Yangyu still told Qiong Yi the truth, although he changed some words in a tone that was not very friendly.

Joan also looked down: "Oh. Then he turned and walked away.

"Lu Xiyan!" Xie Yangyu stopped her: "If you need someone to accompany you, I can ......" Before the words "accompany you" were spoken, Qiong also took over and asked: "Can you help me call Sheng Jun back?" ”

He was stunned, dumbfounded, and asked, "You like him so much?" ”

Joan also thought about it for a long time, thinking about the bed that was not warm at all last night, and thinking of the days when he had been with him for so long, and he was good everywhere, and nodded.

"Then I'll go and call him for you." Xie Yangyu pursed the corners of his lips: "Ask him to come back to accompany you." ”

Qiong Yi's eyes lit up: "Thank you!" You're such a ......" she tilted her head and thought for a moment, "You're a great person!" Then he took the note from his hand and ran away happily.

*

Joan also wandered around the village, and almost all of the villagers knew her, but they didn't know her. When someone's lady saw that she didn't seem to have combed her hair today, she knew that Sheng Xuan was busy with something and was not by her side, so she invited her to sit in the house and eat a bowl of tea.

Joan also felt that it would be much easier to get along with these villagers than with the monks in the camp, because the villagers didn't know what they were like in the first place, and if there was no gap, they wouldn't put pressure on her.

The villagers saw her getting better day by day from her silent appearance, and they were also relieved to see her speak more and more neatly. Although everyone doesn't know what kind of person Qiong is on the front line and what merits she has, she is kind and angry, and she speaks in a good voice, and she is clearly a beautiful little girl, and she is enough to be likable when she smiles at people.

The sky is dusk, and the clouds in the twilight sky are red, and the evening scene is pleasant.

Qiong, who was half-full, slowly returned to the narrow room, sat at the door and waited for Sheng Xuanyuan, she still believed in the man named He Yu, and felt that as long as he talked to Sheng Xuanyuan, Sheng Xuanyuan would definitely be able to come back before dark.

She waited at the door, until a touch of red glow in the sky was swallowed up by black purple, and when her legs and feet were so numb that she couldn't move, she still didn't wait for him.

Qiong also felt that Sheng Xuan's resentment might not like him anymore, so he didn't come back after dark.

She stood up against the door frame, the soles of her feet were numb as if there were thousands of ants crawling, she didn't want to wait, she wanted to go into the house and lie down, because lying down was more comfortable than sitting.

At this moment, there was a "click" stamping sound on the roof tiles, the sound was very subtle, and Joan somehow noticed it, and looked up a little puzzledly, only to see a man with a big knife jumping down from the air, and the half-human machete appeared in a cold light, aimed at himself and slashed down.

At that moment, Qiong also felt that she was definitely going to die here, and she felt that she would never have the opportunity to meet Sheng Xuanyan again in her life, but to her surprise, she neither screamed nor was she slashed, but dodged lightly, as if engraved in her bones.

"Is that her?"

"It's her, the commander left the guidance of the breath, can't be wrong."

"Take advantage of the fact that no one in the camp over there has found out, do it!"

The voice of a strange man came from behind him, and Joan also turned around, only to see that in addition to the person who had descended from the sky to hack him to death, two more men in black had rushed out, both with weapons and burly and tall figures.

She was a little flustered and asked puzzledly, "Who are you?" ”

Hearing Qiong Yi speak, the pupils of several people in front of him shrank: "Didn't she fall for the soul purification poison of Commander Yungu?" How is it possible to still be conscious, to be able to speak?! ”

"Leave her alone, kill her! Otherwise, we won't be able to do anything, we will have to wait for death! ”

The three of them slashed at her with knives, and Joan dodged between the blades: "Why don't you answer my question?" ”

"Crazy?"

Qiong Yi's eyes sank, she couldn't understand what they said, but she could still understand the scolding, and replied, "You're crazy." ”

In the next moment, the bushes behind the narrow house rustled, and she realized that there were far more than three people coming, they should have come to kill, but what Qiong Ye was afraid of at the moment was not that she would be killed, but that if they rushed into the village to kill people, what would she do?

The knives of the three people in front of her slashed extremely fast, and Joan also dodged faster, she felt a shadow flying over her head, and subconsciously looked at the other side of the village, a long knife suddenly stabbed from behind her, and under the stabbing sound of "swish", Joan also trembled, and was stabbed through her body by the sneak attacker from behind.

After he pierced himself, he kicked her again, detached her from the knife, and fell to the ground with a "plop" on it, and there was a very painful hole in his abdomen, and it seemed that a lot of things flowed out, warm, fishy, sweet, sticky, and slowly trickling out with the consciousness in his head.

Joan was also holding the blood hole, her body was cold from blood loss, and the pain of being pierced in her internal organs was unbearable, but what hurt more than that was her head was.

My head hurts, it hurts, and the picture keeps flashing back in my mind, like something buried and torn, and it has been excavated and pieced together.

Beyond the pain, she heard the words of the sneak attackers in her ears:

"So easy to solve?"

"I really don't know what the commander is worried about, he actually sent so many people to kill her......"

"Xu was disturbed by her last attack, and realized that this person can't stay."

"Also, after all, when it comes to the king's secret order, how can we speculate about the commander's thoughts."

"But our three hundred soldiers came here to kill only one of her, and the gain really outweighed the loss! There seem to be a lot of people in this village, grab a few women and eat them, and kill the rest. ”

"Let's play with this first, it's pretty and pretty too."

"There's too much blood, there's no interest."

"Yes, let's go."

“……”

They didn't speak the words that Qiong Yi was familiar with, but she could understand them, and she could understand them completely.

The last time I fell in a pool of blood, there were a lot of screams, what I saw and what I did......

Like, a little bit remembered......

"You will always ...... Living in ignorance and unconscious ......"

The man withdrew his hand from her neck, pulled the sword out of her body, and threw her on top of the corpses on the ground, and the cursed words really swallowed all her consciousness, and she began to lose all her mind in a faint, and everything in the world was like a foam, and it disappeared piece by piece.

It turns out that he... Mo Yun Lonely ...... He is the commander of Sijon......

He killed my classmates, ate the corpses of my younger brothers and sisters in front of him, and killed Xiao Si and Lu Li......

I......

Qiong also held his forehead, the stinging pain in his brain reached its peak, the bloody picture of the past coincided with the pool of blood in front of him, the memories were connected, remembering that after his skills were seen through by him, the constant wailing of the same door, remembering that Xiao Si was nailed to death in the corpse mountain for himself, and remembered that he couldn't kill him even if he tried his best, let alone protect everyone......

“…… Cough! Ahem! ”

True Qi poured out from the dantian, sealing the bleeding spot in her abdomen, and Qiong also slowly stood up from the bloody field, staggering two steps, she remembered the fear deep in Mo Yungu's eyes when he withdrew his troops.

What about the blank, what about the void, she badly wounded him before reinforcements arrived, she didn't win, but he lost.

Utterly defeated.

The village lit up in front of him has erupted into a piercing cry for help: "Ah! Help me! ”

"Help! Help me!! ——”

Qiong also took a deep breath, summoned with one hand, and the string song sword that had been standing in the narrow room for a long time flew out of the window, and returned to the master's hand, starting with the heavy and sharp sword breath that had been lost for a long time, and before leaving, the red-dyed cyan figure had disappeared from the place.

In the village, among the houses where the Rong people had killed people, the crowd on the street was running in a panic, Qiong also remembered that the Rong people seemed to mention a mouthful of "three hundred soldiers", and the villagers did not flee, raised their hands to roll them to the side of the house, and shouted: "Go back to the house!" Lock! It's not safe outside!! ”

When she rushed into the house where the Rong people were, the beast was lying on the woman, and the three or four Rong people had an orderly division of labor, some were guarding, and some people put a machete against the heartbroken husband, and when she saw Qiong also rushing in, the Rong people were shocked, and they slashed at the man who was cowering in the corner.

At the moment when the blade was about to fall, something invisible protected the villagers, and Qiong also moved up, aiming a sword at the Rong people who were lying on the ground and committing violence, but was blocked by his companions: "Why didn't she die?!" ”

Joan also swung his sword in, and the air bounced away the abuser, and the string song stabbed straight through the top of his skull, cutting bones like mud, and the man was killed in an instant. Feng Ning protected the woman, wrapped her and helped her up, and when the husband saw that his wife was saved, regardless of the danger, he hurriedly rushed up and carried her to the back of the house. Seeing that the situation was not good, the Rong people rushed out of the house to send a signal to the ambushed people, and Joan knew that he would do this, so he stabbed away with his sword, and the moment the silver light pierced his chest, the sound of the sharp bone flute had already spread far away.

Qiong Yi's brows sank, there were still two people left in the house, one rushed up to kill herself, and the other wanted to kill the two villagers, she blocked the door of the house in the form of the wind, and asked in fluent Ximo dialect: "How many people are in ambush?" ”

"Die!"

Under the sword light of Ruxue, the corpse was divided into two, and Qiong Yi swept up the remaining one in the wind, holding it in his left hand, and then asked, "How many people are in ambush?" ”

The man couldn't break free, and he didn't answer.

Joan didn't have the patience to ask him any more, and suddenly clenched his fists, and under the pressure of the extremely fast wind, the flesh was twisted in an instant, and it was compressed into a humanoid meatloaf. She kicked the meatloaf out of the door and jumped out, and there were still villagers in the street fleeing blindly out of fear, and she heard the sound of stepping leaves from the woods not far away, and shouted, "Go back to the house!" Hide in a corner cupboard! Don't even give it to me!! ”

Shocked by her anger, the villagers ran back to the house crying, locking the door in a frame, and the sound of moving tables and closing windows came and went.

The footsteps on the side of the street got closer and closer, until the dense black-clothed people rushed to kill, the night was moonless, and the lights in the house were all extinguished, but Qiong also stood in the middle of the street, and the things in her eyes became clearer.

The brain is not sober, intertwined with turbidity, as if at a certain moment, she returned to the day when she was attacked by force, holding her head, Qiong Yi was inexplicably sour in her heart: This is, give me another chance?

A chance to save everyone.