Chapter 15: Death

Cheng Feng immediately turned over and dismounted, let the unmarked child go back to the city to hide by himself, and ran over to help Pei Ye up.

The cheeks and lips that had been plucked out of the mud were like dead men dug out of a grave, his eyes were straight, his teeth were clenched, and he was covered with fine beads of sweat and large drops of rain.

When he saw this miserable white face, Cheng Feng intuitively felt for the first time the torture that this once high-spirited brother had suffered in the past two years.

He stammered a little and said, "Pei, Brother Pei, are you injured...... Do you have any medicine...... What should I do? ”

"No...... Tube, after a while...... It's good to be fine...... You, go, it's okay......" Pei Ye squeezed out vague words from between his teeth, but Cheng Feng couldn't think that he would be okay no matter how he looked at it.

Cheng Feng stood up and looked around Siye in a panic, for a fourteen-year-old boy, such a situation was indeed confusing. The reliable brother fell in the field, as if he was worried about his life, and the talisman on the forehead of the frightened younger brother lit up like a ghostly fire, and the terrifying enemy that even Lord Shen could not defeat would appear behind him at any time.

Who should be saved, who can be saved, and how can be saved?

His riding skills were already in tatters, and he had almost fallen off his horse many times when he ran out of the city just now, and behind him was a more bumpy and dangerous slippery mountain road, and if he took two of them, he might not be able to run at all.

In fact, the best choice is to leave it all alone. As Pei Li said, who did he think he was? He is not a savior, just another one next to the two mice whose tails are held down by the cat, and at this time he is unfortunate to pick up his tail and escape, do you still want to play tug-of-war with the cat?

But the young man obviously didn't have this option in his heart, he tried to calm down, his eyes wandered around the field, suddenly he leaned over and picked up Pei Li, and gasped: "Brother Pei, I hid you in the wheat stack...... I'll tie the horse under the tree over there, away from you, and when you're ready, I'll ride it myself. ”

Pei Ye nodded reluctantly.

In fact, Pei Ye didn't lie to him, it would be good if the injury had indeed flare-up, if there was alcohol medicine, it would only hurt for a while, if there was no alcohol medicine, it would take an hour to repeat it, and even faint and suffocate, but it could still survive and not lose its life.

Cheng Feng moved away from the wheat stack, put the stiff-like Pei Ye inside, and moved back to the wheat stack to help him cover his body, only showing his face. Finally, a small canopy was erected for him at the mouth and nose to prevent suffocation when the rain became heavier.

"Okay, Brother Pei." Cheng Feng's efforts made his voice appear calm, "I'll take Zhang Xiaoyan to run into the mountains, I'm familiar with the mountains, don't worry." ”

Pei Ye still wanted to persuade him to give up Zhang Xiaoyan and leave by himself, but he couldn't open his mouth at all, and could only open a pair of eyes in a daze, as if he hadn't heard it.

Cheng Feng gave him a worried look at the end, and knowing that the time was urgent, he turned around and ran back.

Pei Ye looked at the back of the young man leaving blankly, the heaven and the earth were blurry and distant in his vision, and he saw the young man running back with one foot deep and one foot shallow, tying his horse to a place quite far away from him. Then he ran back, picked up Zhang Xiaoyan and put him on the horse, and took the reins of the horse and prepared to get on the horse.

Too much time wasted...... Pei Ye thought weakly.

As if in response to his thoughts, a black robe came out of the cave of the city gate.

The robe was soaked and somewhat torn, and the hood was completely torn, revealing a pale and sickly young face, the crimson of which could not be distinguished from the glow of a red lantern or the blood oozing out.

Pei Ye saw him at the city gate for the first time, and the second glance appeared four or five feet away from the city gate, and the third sight was already standing beside Cheng Feng like a ghost.

And Cheng Feng had just realized something at this time, and turned his head with a blank expression.

The cold light of the knife out of the sheath could not be seen, and the young man's head rolled to the ground like a ripe melon fruit.

The black-robed man raised his feet and rubbed the mud on his shoes on his still expressionless face, and after both shoes were clean, he lifted Zhang Xiaoyan, who was already stupid, glanced at the fire talisman on his forehead, and reached out to crush his two leg bones.

Zhang Xiaoyan's hoarse and deformed screams resounded throughout the four fields, so the black-robed man slapped in another ray of true qi, destroying his vocal cords, and a living teenager became a strange shape that could only keep "ho-ho" and tremble.

The black-robed man carried the shape and continued to flicker and disappear westward.

……

Severe pain doesn't go away because of the emotional impact.

Pei Ye closed his eyes tightly and endured hard, and after about a quarter of an hour or so, the first wave of attacks finally subsided, Pei Ye raised his foot and kicked open the wheat stack, lay on the spot and gasped twice, propped up his body, and staggered towards Cheng Feng's corpse.

Blood lay on the ground in large patches, washed far away by the rain, his face was stamped with mud and shoe prints, and his eyes were completely gray.

Perhaps it was the sequelae of severe pain, Pei Ye felt that he had some difficulty breathing.

He suddenly understood the origin of his irritability when he faced Cheng Feng's sentence "I follow you".

It's not because Cheng Feng's enemy still has to twist and pull at present.

Pei Ye has experienced many annoying scenes, and he has always been able to hide his emotions and deal with them with a generous attitude. In contrast, Cheng Feng is nothing more than an untimely reckless life.

What he's really irritable about has always been himself.

When he saw Lin Lin's painful face, when he picked up Lin Jue's tattered clothes, when he untied the sword...... How many moments in this day were he so angry that he wanted to cut the murderer with a thousand knives himself.

But reason kept telling him that courage and hatred could not bridge the gap in strength, and that he should follow the arrangements of several adults and do his part well, even if the only thing this character could do was to keep hiding and fleeing.

When he chose to deal with this matter with reason, the suppressed self in his heart kept churning and roaring.

That's actually another style.

Therefore, when the things he had been trying to press were said so easily and without consideration by Cheng Feng, it ignited the anger in his heart - you know what?! Do you think you're heroic and noble?! I and a few adults were turtles, rats, and even hoped that those murderers could escape calmly, even if the revenge of the six corpses could no longer be avenged, and I didn't want more dead people tonight, but you dared to throw away your life so lightly?

Pei Ye silently wiped his face with his sleeve, took off a shirt to wrap his head, carried the body on horseback, got on the horse and ran to the county office.

After hiding like this for a day, is there really how many fewer people died? Or is it worth killing one more of yourself?

You can't be like a maggot anymore to pursue that humble life in the shadows, at least, you have to swing a sword head-on.

Dog's brute, kill me with a knife like Cheng Feng, otherwise let me see if you will also be afraid and wail when the blade is passed through the throat.