When Qiong was also taken to the desert by Yan Tingshen, she was joining up with the Xirong garrison that had broken through the barrier.

Mo Yun was alone in soft armor, watching them return with a smile on his face, bowing his head in front of him, Yan Ting saluted and said, "Master, the disciple is fortunate not to be dishonored. ”

"Good apprentice." Mo Yungu helped him up, and listened to him again: "Master, I brought you back a gift, please smile." After saying that, he clapped his hands, and his subordinates came with a sedan car, and Han Dong opened the curtain, revealing Qiong Yi, who was leaning on it unconscious.

Qiong is also dressed in Kunzhai clothes, her long hair is scattered with turquoise pendants, and her face is pale.

Mo Yungu's expression froze, and his murderous intent rose: "It's her." ”

"Master, remember?"

"The man's orphan is disgusted when he looks at it." Mo Yungu summoned a long knife and pointed it directly: "I sent three hundred elite soldiers to kill her back then, and I could still let her live, and today I can finally wipe her out completely." ”

"Master, the king needs her, if you kill her, the king will alienate you even more." Yan Tingshen said slowly: "Before the king used her flesh and blood, she asked the master to take it away for her own use. Looking at the quiet sleeping appearance of the people in the sedan chair, he smiled and said: "The world's first-class sword cultivation, the true qi is pure, it is difficult to find, and I also ask the master to spare her life for the sake of the apprentice's heart." ”

Mo Yungu sneered: "Bring it in." ”

The attendants responded, carried the sedan car to the main camp, Han Dong carried Qiong Ye into the camp tent, put it on the soft blanket according to their instructions, leaned against the pillar, and whispered to Yan Tingshen after leaving the tent: "Master, I haven't given her today's medicine yet, I'm afraid she will wake up after a while." ”

Yan Tingshen nodded: "Got it, you can step aside." ”

There were only two masters and apprentices left in the tent, Yan Tingshen gave Qiong Yi the antidote to the cold earth, and then opened her true qi, Mo Yungu felt her cultivation aura, and her face became even more gloomy: "It's only been a few years, and her cultivation has reached such a state." ”

"Yes, so only if I ask the master to abolish her cultivation, can I rest assured that I can take her back to the royal city." Yan Tingshen chuckled, "I will protect the Dharma for Master." ”

Mo Yun put his hand into a palm alone, sticking it to Qiong Yi's forehead, his heart was uneven, he had been working hard and cultivating for many years, but he was overtaken by a junior, and even when this junior was weaker than himself, he never got a benefit in her hands.

The light in the palm of the palm first appeared, Mo Yungu's true qi slowly lifted her, after the incantation was recited, the palm turned into a claw, the wind rose in the tent for no reason, and the true qi was forced to withdraw from Qiong Yi's dantian, and all poured into Mo Yungu's body. Joan Yi's brows became more and more wrinkled, and as time passed, she gradually woke up from the pain of peeling off the cocoon, and the person in front of her gradually could see that she was a former enemy and a close friend.

Yan Tingshen ......" Her pupils trembled, she tried to open her lips, and made an inaudible voice: "Why are you ......"

The memories in the coma gradually connected, she failed to hold Zhu Yunluo's hand, but was stunned at that moment, and it was a nightmare, and the nightmares continued, Qiong also realized how she fell into the hands of General Xirong, gritted her teeth, and looked at Yan Tingshen with hatred: "...... Rebel... Follower! ”

"There was no betrayal." He shook his head: "I always have." ”

"Hmm! ......" Qiong also endured the pain, there was cold sweat flowing down her forehead, as if her whole body was not under her control, the true qi dispersed from the limbs and hundreds of remains, and the pain in the dantian was like being cramped and extracted, she knew that Mo Yungu was devouring her own cultivation, but she was powerless to resist, and watched the true qi she had refined become something in his bag.

"Live... Hand ......"

Yan Tingshen played with the string song sword on his waist, and coaxed softly: "Qiong Yi, bear with it, it won't hurt soon." ”

Time passed slowly, and I don't know how many hours later, Mo Yun was lonely, Qiong was almost exhausted, and fell to the ground, there was no trace of true qi in the dantian, and he fell into a mortal without any cultivation, and the breath of the person in front of him was not known how much higher.

She couldn't get up several times, and the two people in the room no longer regarded her as a threat, Mo Yun flicked her sleeves away, wanting to completely refine the true qi she had just absorbed, Qiong also tried her best to grab his calf, and the corners of her eyes were red: "You brute......"

Mo Yungu didn't want to pay attention to her, broke away from Qiong Yi's hands and strode away, who knew that she actually stood up, her hands were weak, and she could only hit him with her body, Mo Yungu was already disgusted with her, turned around and raised her hand to pinch her neck and lifted: "Want to die?" ”

"Kill me......" Qiong Yi pinched Mo Yungu's hand and sneered: "Your subordinates are defeated...... Kill me! ”

Mo Yun was angry from his heart, threw her to the ground vigorously, and then walked up and grabbed her head with one claw, as long as he used a little force, he could instantly crush her skull, and roared: "Don't you want to kill you? Only when you die, Ah Jin will no longer have her vain dream of eternal life, and you should die in civil strife with your father who seduced her sister! ”

Qiong also had no true qi around her body, her whole body was in severe pain, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding, and when she raised her eyes to look at Mo Yungu, she was full of scorn and hatred: "Mo Yungu, sucked away my true qi, just this strength?" ……”

Yan Ting saw Mo Yungu's knuckles "clicking", so he stepped forward to stop him and said, "Master, don't kill her!" ”

Mo Yun withdrew his hand violently: "Get out!" ”

Qiong Yi fell to the ground, everywhere on her body hurt, as if she was about to fall apart, Yan Ting picked her up, she raised her hand and pulled it over, her hand fell on his face, and he slipped down weakly, he sighed: "Qiong Yi, don't be like this, I'll take you to heal." ”

"False and wronged......" she struggled to be helped up by him, and asked tremblingly, "Where is my sister...... What did you do to Arlo?! ……”

"I didn't touch Zhu Yunluo, and all the life-saving things were returned to her, leaving her in the car."

"You... You ...... her alone" Qiong Yi's eyes were red, and she didn't dare to think about what happened to Zhu Yunluo, she was angry and bloody, and spit out a mouthful of blood, the weaker her breathing, Yan Tingshen wiped the blood on her with her sleeve, and said calmly: "Qiong Yi, you are now in complete ruins, but a mortal, you don't have the strength to fight with us anymore, it's better to be obedient, I know, you don't want to die." ”

Qiong was also chilled, and her vision became more and more blurred: "Collusion with the Demon Sect... Those who instigated the return of the Qing Dynasty... It's all you...... He also took the Rong army with him ......"

"Yes, the fire in the Tibetan Hall was set by me personally, and the Qingguimen was also set up by me on the pretense, these things have wasted a lot of my hard work." He chuckled: "Come to think of it, Xuan Yan also received the gift I prepared for him, I don't know if I like it." ”

Qiong Yi's mind shook the matter of breaking the seal, and her mouth was full of blood: "Why... Why do you want to do this......"

"How else will I separate you? Sheng Xuan's resentment is so difficult to deal with, his cultivation is only slightly inferior to Qin Hanchuan, and there are few people in the world who can beat him. Yan Tingshen said: "Besides, he knew that you were captured, and even then he didn't choose to come over to save you, we drove very slowly, and gave him enough time, it's a pity." ”

He hooked his lips and smiled: "Qiong Yi, in this way, you are not so important to him." ”

Joan also closed her eyes, her shoulders trembling.

*

Yan Tingshen handed her to Han Dong and said, "Heal her, you can talk to her about those things in the clan." ”

Han Dong nodded: "Yes." Helped Qiong Yi into the car, and while using her skills to heal her injuries, she called her "princess".

Qiong Yi's ears seemed to be pricked by needles, pushing her in the sedan chair to shut her up, Han Dong is a pseudo-cultivation that has already taken Gu Dan, it is not difficult to subdue a mortal with a dying breath, she lit a unique smell of incense, and gently fanned it with her hand, the sedan chair was filled with aroma, Qiong Yi gradually quieted down, and listened to her: "The Marquis of Shan said, you have been checking your life experience, and now you can finally know, why do you still let the slave and maid shut up?" ”

Since she knew that her parents were dead, her life experience had no effect on Qiongyi, and she didn't care anymore.

Smelling the light aroma, Qiong Yi didn't know why she didn't have resentment and anger in her heart, she just wanted to sit quietly, the sedan car seemed to be tied to the horse, and began to drive westward again.

Han Dong saw that the incense had an effect, put the incense in the hand stove, let her hold it, combed her long hair, and said slowly: "You are the eldest daughter of the first king, and his only daughter, the first king died in the desert civil strife, and the princess also died of grief and illness, leaving you young." Everyone in the royal city mistakenly thought that you were dead, and did not want you to be accidentally exiled by the people and taken captive by the people of Middle-earth, and now, you can finally return home. ”

Joan also spit out only three words: "Tell the truth." ”

He is just a cultivator who has been abolished, and he is not a crippled mind, and the widow of the former king who was born in the palace will be exiled to Middle-earth due to an accident, and no one knows?

How can it be.

Han Dong hesitated for a long time, and changed the wording: "The slave listened, it is the king and the former princess who are incompatible, you were born like the first princess, so you were angry and exiled, and now it is difficult to find it, it is to ......"

"I will sacrifice her eternal life with my blood." Qiong Yi's voice was soft and hoarse: "Right? ”

When she was helped out of the camp by Yan Tingshen, she saw a man, who was the Xirong man who wanted to capture her alive in Qingfeng Town, wearing a scimitar at his waist, and accompanying the convoy, as if he wanted to escort her to the royal city.

Contacting the "dream of eternal life" in Mo Yungu's mouth, Qiong also understood that King Xirong wanted her to sacrifice her life, but Mo Yungu didn't seem to want to, so he desperately wanted to let himself die.

Han Dong smiled: "Well, it's good that you know." ”

She continued: "So, for the rest of the days, the slave will be with you every step of the way. When you arrive in the royal city, a priest will wash your soul and forget about your pain. ”

Han Dong held Qiong Yi's hand: "You think, Sheng Sangongzi chose the people of the world and abandoned you, and your sister gave birth alone, I'm afraid she won't survive." When the Marquis brought you here, he had already spread rumors to all parts of Middle-earth that you and he were of the same fate, and that the people of the Five Clans would regard you as betrayal and enemy, and that your former mentors and friends would not believe you. However, these can be forgotten. ”

She chuckled, "Isn't that good?" ”

Qiong Yi just shook her head flatly: "Let me go." ”

She thought that Sheng Xuanyan liked her so much that he would not abandon her, he just chose more important things. What I have to do is to live as long as possible, so that it is possible to wait for him.

She thought again, Ah Luo won't have an accident, no.

Besides, how could anyone believe the rumors that he was deeply complicit with Yan Ting?

Han Dong smiled, fanning incense lightly with a fan, Qiong Yi's eyes were lowered, and he became more and more silent, but he was silently planning in his heart how to escape. The Rong people's Gu technique is too difficult to prevent, in case he is really washed away from his memory and recognizes the thief as his father, I am afraid that there is no chance to escape, now that he has no true qi, the string song sword has also been taken away, and after the injury is healed, it should be able to beat one or two ordinary pseudo-cultivators with his bare hands. As long as this maid doesn't give me the drug, there will always be times when she gets sleepy.

After a few days of observation, the convoy would stop at night, and Handong would take a nap for a while, and this night, Joan also saw the opportunity to untie the ropes on his hands and feet and ran out quietly.

The injuries on her body are not good, and she has no true qi to protect her body, her clothes are thin, the wind in the desert is huge, even the summer night is still extremely cold, Qiong can also identify the direction, bypass the quicksand, erase the traces of her escape, she ran desperately for a whole night, and was caught up by Yan Tingshen at dawn, he saw her like this, and sighed helplessly: "Qiong Yi, it will be difficult for me to do this with you." ”