The second point, if Zhao Qingsong misses and doesn't kill Tongyou, what will happen to him?

Thinking of all kinds of uncontrollable consequences, Bai Hanlu couldn't help but sweat in his palms!

If you say anything else, who can be careless, but who can not care about their own little life?

Bai Hanlu felt that his brain was like a stick blown by a storm, and it became a beach paste, and he couldn't turn around.

Zhao Qingsong said: "It's okay, as long as I, Zhao Qingsong, am not dead, you can choose to cooperate with me at any time, this matter is very important, you can think about it slowly, and then tell me if you understand it." ”

In just a few breaths, Bai Hanlu's hair was already soaked with sweat, not because the temperature was too high, but because his brain was a little overheated.

Bai Hanlu stood up and waved his hand, "Let me think about it." He staggered and limped away.

Zhao Qingsong looked at Bai Hanlu's back, and a smile of victory appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zhu Miaoying, who had been listening, asked, "I understand, if this Bai Hanlu agrees to you, we can escape, right?" ”

Zhao Qingsong grinned and said, "If there is a choice, things are still unpredictable, but unfortunately Bai Hanlu didn't choose, so the time for us to escape is in these days." ”

Zhu Miaoying said with a wistful face: "Really? I always felt like you were talking like a dream, and I was so afraid that we wouldn't be able to escape, and we would die in this car, and I would have nightmares and be terrified for the past few days. ”

Zhao Qingsong raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? What are you doing with nightmares? I said that you are always shivering when you sleep these days, and you think you are cold, but it is because of nightmares? ”

"I dreamed...... I dreamed of ...... I dreamed that I was dead, and you were also dead, and we were all chained with bulls and horses, and we were ...... Go to hell ......"

Thinking of the nightmare, Zhu Miaoying burst into tears of fright as she spoke, and trembled like a kitten into Zhao Qingsong's arms.

Zhao Qingsong patted her on the back lightly, and said categorically: "If you want to kill me Zhao Qingsong, how can it be so easy?" If Bai Hanlu doesn't agree to my conditions within two days, I will forcibly smash this prisoner cart and take you out!" Hum! As long as you don't come, these little minions won't be able to keep me! ”

In fact, this idea has been lingering in Zhao Qingsong's mind for a long time, and the reason why he did not forcibly break the prisoner car and escape was because he had Zhu Miaoying by his side.

Now that his hands and feet are chained by large chains, it is not difficult to break the wooden prisoner cart.

But it is almost impossible to forcibly break free of this arm-thick chain.

And with this shackles, if he wants to escape alone, it is more than enough, but with Zhu Miaoying, he is a little powerless.

If it's not good, I'm sure I'll be fine, I'm afraid Zhu Miaoying will be injured again or lose her life!

He will never allow this!

Therefore, forcibly smashing the prisoner car to escape is the next step.

Zhao Qingsong has been thinking about a way to escape after opening the shackles and shackles.

After his careful research, he found that so many outer disciples did not have the key to the shackles on their hands and feet, so there was no need to ask, this shackles must be special, only people with strong kung fu like him were eligible to enjoy it, and since the key was not even on Bai Hanlu, it was obvious that the key was only on the leader of this group of teams, Tong You!

After seeing through Bai Hanlu's killing intent towards Tongyou, Zhao Qingsong has been creating an opportunity for himself to kill Tongyou, because only in this way can he get the key to this shackle.

With the shackles unshackled, Tong Yu is dead again, and who else in this rabble can pose a threat to himself?

At that time, he can calmly take Zhu Miaoying out of this place.

The assumption is good, but the reality is always a bit unexpected.

Since entering the ground in Shanxi, Zhao Qingsong was afraid of long nights and dreams, so he set a deadline, which was two days later.

If he can't kill Tongyou after two days, then he can't say it, although it is extremely risky to run hard, he can only make a desperate bet!

Sitting back has never been Zhao Qingsong's style.

But this time things went somewhat unexpectedly.

When it was almost dark, Bai Hanlu appeared again.

Although he was injured on the buttocks, he still personally came to escort Zhao Qingsong's prisoner car.

On the bumpy mountain road, Bai Hanlu was not only not afraid of a pain in his buttocks, but happily hummed a little song.

Zhao Qingsong was also in a very good mood, gently patting Zhu Miaoying who was falling asleep, while secretly thinking about the next move in his heart.

In the second half of the night, when people were sleepy and tired, Bai Hanlu deliberately tightened the horse rope, pulled the prisoner cart far behind the team, and whispered to Zhao Qingsong: "Brother Zhao, I have already arranged the matter, and when we arrive at Heilingzi at dawn, we will do it." ”

Zhao Qingsong nodded, took a wine gourd handed over by Bai Hanlu, pulled out the stopper and smelled it, and there was a bloody smell coming from the gourd.

It turned out that the gourd was full of a large gourd of blood.

I don't know if it's pig blood, chicken blood, or human blood?

Zhao Qingsong immediately understood Bai Hanlu's intention of handing him a gourd of blood, and asked, "What about the guy?" ”

Bai Hanlu turned around and glanced at Zhao Qingsong meaningfully, and said, "I will hand it to you personally when the time comes." ”

Zhao Qingsong nodded, wrapped the blood gourd in the straw in the car and hid it, and held Zhu Miaoying to lean on the prisoner cart and close his eyes to rest.

The long night passed slowly.

When the eastern sky turned white, the convoy finally arrived at a new camping site, Heilingzi.

The chariots and horses who had been on the road all night had basically reached their limit, and some of the outer disciples put down their saddles and fell asleep in the tents they had set up without even taking care of eating.

Zhao Qingsong poured a large part of the blood in the blood gourd on his robe, neck and prisoner car.

Then he took a small sip in his mouth, and then let out an earth-shattering coughing sound.

At the beginning, Bai Hanlu pretended not to know, but concentrated on unloading the horse pulling the prisoner cart, and then tied the horse to the forest to graze.

Zhao Qingsong let out another earth-shattering cough, spurting out the blood in his mouth.

Coincidentally, a part of the blood sprayed onto the face of Bai Hanlu, who was busy on the side.

Bai Hanlu couldn't help but be furious, and scolded angrily: "The surname is Zhao, are you looking for death? Are you getting impatient? ”

The outer disciples who were busy heard Bai Hanlu's angry shouts and scolding, and they all looked at each other.

Some of the outer disciples who were close to him hurriedly came over to see what was going on?

Zhao Qingsong made a few strange convulsions, took the opportunity to pour the blood into the palm of his hand, and then used the palm of his hand to pretend to cover his mouth, and took the blood into his mouth.

He waved his bloody hand at Bai Hanlu and said reluctantly, "No...... Nothing, right...... Right...... I'm sorry, I ...... "I can't bear it anymore, a mouthful of 'poof', and a mouthful of blood foam squirts!"

Everyone was shocked and dumbfounded.

How much blood is there in a person, who can bear such a spray?

Just now, Zhao Qingsong had to spray a bowl of blood, according to this spraying method, wouldn't all the blood in his body have to be sprayed after a while?

Bai Hanlu wiped the blood on his face, showed a shocked expression, and said hurriedly: "Zhao Qingsong? What's wrong with you? What disease do you have? ”

Zhao Qingsong's body twitched wildly unnaturally, and he desperately covered his mouth with his hand, but the blood still couldn't help but gush out from his fingers!

"I didn't ...... Nothing, I ...... I have tuberculosis...... Tuberculosis is committed, and it will be ...... It'll be fine in a while...... Okay......" Zhao Qingsong said intermittently with great difficulty.

Someone exclaimed, "It's tuberculosis!" Tuberculosis spurts so much blood, it's hopeless! ”

"Tuberculosis! I've long seen that this kid looks sick and skinny, so it's really sick? ”

Someone shouted again: "Tuberculosis is infected, stay away from the big guys, don't be infected!" ”

When many of the outer disciples who came over heard this, they couldn't help but take several steps back, not daring to move forward any further.

The outer disciples who came from behind asked one after another, and the one in front described to the newcomer that Zhao Qingsong had tuberculosis, and even the lung lobes were spewing out, and he was about to die Yunyun!

The immortal rode a donkey, the more it was spread, the more strange it became, and it was rumored that Zhao Qingsong was about to swallow his breath, but don't get close, to prevent him from hurting others when he spirals into the sky and explodes!