The wind drifted across the fields, cascading clouds pressed down the rolling mountains, and wailing birds flew across the gloomy sky.

Huo Xing'an sat on the hillside, breaking off the grass leaves in his hand, he looked lonely into the distance, and the residual smoke in the distance was still rising. The earth, which had disappeared from the sound of hooves and shouts, was now so silent that the silence made him feel a chill.

The people around him who appear are always familiar with each other for a long time, and they leave in a hurry, just like this sun, before the body is warm, they fall into the unknown abyss.

The warmest sunshine is to appear on the flowery riverside of Tianmu Mountain, shining brilliantly on him, but also shining brilliantly on Yue'er, at that time, even the wind is warm, the grass and trees are also warm, in that warmth, he forgot the loneliness and sorrow, forgot all the troubles, and only wants to stay with Yue'er for a long time, spend a lifetime together.

He remembered Yue'er. Where is she? Is she happy? Has she forgotten herself? Like a shadow reflected in the water, like a falling flower flying in her eyes, like the morning light, like the sunset, like the mountains and rivers passing by?

He rode his horse and fled, and he was scattered with the golden soldiers, and he didn't know where he had gone. He really wanted to go back to Su Huaiting and bury him properly, but now that he himself is lost, I am afraid that he will not be able to find the place where Su Huaiting is if he goes back.

This area is sparsely populated, and Huo Xing'an has been stranded in the mountains for a few days, and he has not seen any cottages and farmers.

He often sat on the slope, looking at the mountains around him, and he often hugged his head and wanted to cry.

But he can always cheer up quickly, and it is the desire for revenge in his heart that inspires him, like a jumping flame, so that the obscure direction can always be faintly illuminated.

He traveled around Yehuling and Cuiping Mountain, drinking springs when he was thirsty, eating grass when he was hungry, and surviving like livestock for several days before he saw people.

He asked for directions as he walked, and came to Huihe Fort. When he arrived in the city, he learned that after Temujin captured Fuzhou, he also captured Huanzhou and Changzhou one after another, and the Jin soldiers had now retreated to Xuande.

Huo Xingan thought about it for a while, and felt that the most important thing at the moment was to find Bo Shuba. Since Naboshupa was traveling with the Mongol army, it was better to find a way to get close to the Mongol army and see the opportunity to act when the time came.

He made up his mind, and he was ready to go. He threw away the scimitar, bought a longsword, and replaced it with a horse. He knew that most of the places where the Mongol soldiers passed were deserted, so he prepared some more dry food. He asked around where Temujin had attacked.

After Temujin captured these places, he did not advance to Juyong Pass, but kept resting. It may be that the mountain is high and the road between Fuzhou and Juyongguan is dangerous, and it is not easy to rush forward.

Huo Xing'an looked in the direction of the Mongol army, and along the way, he saw that the people with their families and mouths fled south, and there were scattered defeated soldiers mixed in, he asked the soldiers about the situation, and the soldiers thought he was crazy and wanted to fight the enemy alone.

After a few days of wind and dust, Huo Xing'an finally approached the location of the Mongol army, a small city, but the city was well defended and could not be entered. Huo Xing'an wandered outside the city for a day, and suddenly saw a large group of Mongolian soldiers pulling out the camp and leaving the city, he caught a Mongolian soldier and forced him to ask, only to learn that Temujin was going to the Wanggu tribe in the northwest to hold a meeting, and the leaders of all walks of life went there to gather.

Huo Xing'an followed the team from a distance, all the way to Hela in the Wanggu Department.

There was a large camp in Mongolia, a bridgehead for the attack on the Jin Kingdom, with banners lined up, tents all over the place, and horse shadows shuttling. Huo Xing'an looked at the grassland from afar, not knowing where Boshuaba's tent was.

That day, in the middle of the night, Huo Xing'an quietly sneaked into the Mongolian camp.

After passing through a few tents, he grabbed a Mongolian soldier who was relieved outside the tent, crossed his neck with a short sword, and asked him to lead the way to the camp of the national division. Huo Xingan was afraid that he would call the police, so he had to knock him unconscious. He stopped and hid in the position pointed by the Mongol soldiers, and asked several soldiers in succession before approaching the camp of Bojupa.

He crouched in the darkness, observing the movement around him. Suddenly, he felt as if a dark shadow was flickering around him, and he was behind another tent. He kept an alert eye on the tent, but it didn't move for a while. He thought to himself, maybe it was a grass fox or a grass wolf.

He came to the outside of Bojuba's tent, where the candles were lit and the two guards walked about, approaching from time to time and talking something. He slowly moved to the tent door, took his breath, lifted the curtain and dodged into the tent.

A man inside was meditating intently when he heard someone come in, and his eyes lit up. When he saw Huo Xing'an standing in front of him, he was a little surprised, staring at Huo Xing'an's eyes, but he didn't ask questions.

Huo Xingan saw that the man in front of him was full of beards, slightly brown, bulging eyebrows and forehead, and deep eyes, which was the Boshuba in his childhood impression. Bo Shuba's body did not move, but his hands moved from knees to knees, as if he was secretly trying to deal with this unlucky uninvited guest.

"Bo Shuba?" Huo Xingan still asked to confirm the identity of the other party.

"This young hero, is it ......," Bo Shuba said slowly, "Is it the son of an old man?" He seemed to recognize Huo Xing'an, and his face was puzzled.

"I'm Huo Xing'an. ”

Bo Shuba's tense face softened a lot: "Ah! It's Xing'anxian's nephew! I almost didn't recognize you!" He spread his hands, "Oh, you've grown so big!"

"Uncle Boshuba!" Huo Xing'an said.

"Please sit down!" Bo Shuba said, "Why didn't the virtuous nephew come here without saying hello," he knew that Huo Xing'an broke into the camp tent at night, he must have come prepared, "The virtuous nephew is visiting secretly, there must be something important to find me, right?"

Huo Xingan sat down, thinking about how to ask him. Thinking of Su Huaiting's words, he decided to ask his mother directly and straight to the point.

Seeing that Huo Xing'an was silent, Bo Shuba said: "Xing'an's virtuous nephew must blame me for how I took refuge in the Mongols, right?" He shook his head, "The emperor is mediocre and framed Zhongliang, so I have to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and the virtuous nephew must understand my hardships." He sighed, "The ancients said that good birds choose trees to perch, good ministers choose kings and auxiliaries, and the people of the world are each the master of the ......."

Huo Xing said with peace of mind, as a golden man, you are willing to be a dog, what kind of abandonment of darkness and surrender to the light? But his mind is not on what betrayal of Jin, he only wants to know the cause of his mother's death, and he just wants to confirm Wuzhan's last words and Wang Shantong's words. He looked at Bo Shupa and said, "I'm not here for this. ”

"Oh, then there are other reasons for the virtuous nephew...... Bo Shupa's face sank slightly, as if he had a faint premonition of what Huo Xing'an was going to say.

"You killed my mother?" Huo Xing'an asked suddenly. He paid attention to Bo Shuba's face, and said in his heart, if he admits it, I will be dead today, and I will let him repay my mother's grievances.

"Hey!" Bo Shuba shook his head slowly, "Xing'an Xian nephew, I don't know who you listened to in the nonsense of drinking. ”

"Isn't my mother poisoned?" Huo Xingan didn't mention Wang Shantong's name, but he thought that his mother was poisoned, and Bojuba would definitely not admit it.

Bo Shuba sighed and said, "Since the virtuous nephew knows the truth about Ling Tang's death, then I might as well tell you that Ling Tang was indeed poisoned. He patted his knee, lowered his head and said, "That's the emperor's will, and no one dares not to do it." He slowly raised his head, looked at Huo Xing'an with remorse, and said, "Virtuous nephew, now you can understand why I want to leave the Jin Kingdom and serve the Mongols, right?

What Bo Shuba said was the same as what Wang Shantong said, but Bo Shuba's helplessness did sound reasonable, Huo Xing's flame in peace of mind dimmed, he felt that he was too arbitrary, and he was too revengeful, and he almost wronged Bo Shuba. His clenched teeth loosened. "Uncle Boshuba, I, understand your ......"

"With the words of the virtuous nephew, I can finally comfort my heart, hey...... Even if I am pointed out by a thousand people, I can stand it. It is easy to say that the words of righteousness are well understood, but how many people in the world can do it?"

But Huo Xing'an was still thinking in his heart, you don't want to be loyal to the emperor, and you don't have to commit treason to the enemy, even if you live in seclusion in the mountains, it's better than helping the Mongols to kill us Jinren, right?

Seeing that Huo Xing'an's face was still difficult to let go, Bo Shuba said: "I am happy to see my nephew tonight, I should have had a few drinks with you, but now it's too late, my nephew might as well have a good night's rest, tomorrow I will have a banquet to celebrate, you and I will catch up with the old days, drink him for a day and a night, how about it?"

"Don't bother Uncle Boshu. ”

"Where are the words! After many years of absence, you don't miss me, I still miss you!" Bo Shuba got up and enthusiastically held Huo Xing'an, "Let's get together tomorrow and drink again, the virtuous nephew will definitely saddle the horse and be tired all the way, plus the resentment in my heart, hey, I have to rest well, calm and calm is, and I hope that the virtuous nephew can understand my Bo Shuba's suffering...... Of course, if the virtuous nephew can join the Mongol army to assist the Great Khan and capture the Jin Kingdom, then, although Wan Yan Jing is dead and cannot get what he wants, if he can kill the current emperor, it can be regarded as revenge for Ling Tang, and I think Ling Tang's spirit in the sky will also be comforted. ”

Huo Xingan shook his head: "There is a wrong, there is a debtor, since Wan Yanjing is dead, what does it have to do with the current emperor?"

"Of course it is! If they are not destroyed, more good ministers will be killed, and more good people will suffer. ”

Huo Xingan still shook his head.

Bosupa sighed softly, knowing that he could not convince him, so he took his hand and walked out.

He greeted a few times, but no one answered outside the tent, but he heard the sound of "bang" on the grass. When Bojuba lifted the curtain and looked at it, he found that the two guards outside the tent had fallen to the ground. Bo Shuba was stunned for a moment, stepped forward and kicked each other, and the two of them got up in a daze, looking at each other at a loss. "Just now, there was something just now, my lord. One of the guards said.

"What is it?" asked Boshuaba.

Another said, "I saw a shadow, and there I wanted to go and see, but before I could see it, it passed at once, and we tripped up." ”

"Tripped?"

The guard nodded, "Maybe it's a dog." ”

Bosupa looked around suspiciously. He glanced at Huo Xing'an: "Did the virtuous nephew come by himself?"

"Yes. ”

Bo Shuba let out an "um", and then asked the guards to take Huo Xing'an to rest.

Huo Xing'an said goodbye to Bo Shuba, and under the guidance of one of them, he walked towards the other tent. Bojuba watched Huo Xing'an in front of his tent until he disappeared into the darkness.

Huo Xingan was arranged in a small tent bag.

He lay down in his clothes, but he could not sleep, and the sound of the wind of the flags near and the howls of wild beasts in the distance disturbed his heart. He thought back to the conversation with Bo Shuba just now, and always felt that something was wrong, and he suddenly remembered Su Huaiting's previous analysis, Brother Su said that the emperor wanted to accept a concubine, and there was no need to send edicts and urge him again and again...... Maybe it was Boshuaba's enthusiasm that made him forget these questions, or maybe Boshuaba's eloquent exculpation of his treason made him not have time to think too much. Nabojuba's expression was calm, and there was no flaw in his words, so no one could believe it. He thought, I'll ask him again tomorrow.

He stepped out of the yurt and looked up at the sky, where the moon was gradually peeking out of the clouds, sprinkling its glow onto the grassland.

Thinking that this was the place where Genghis Khan convened the Mongolian ministries to hold a conference, Huo Xingan unconsciously thought of Nalan Yue. Xindao, will Raldan come? Will Yue'er be with that person? Does she still hate me? Perhaps, it is better to hate me than to forget me......

Thinking of Yue'er, he couldn't help but feel sad, as if a wound in his heart that could never heal was faintly painful once it was touched. He said to himself, "When this is done, I still have to go to her, no matter who she is with now......

He stood blankly outside the tent, as if he were standing in an empty and uninhabited field, except for the wind blowing around him, only the unrecognizable way of origin hidden by the wild grass in all directions.

The wind swept across the hem of his garment and swept in all directions.

When the wind was quiet, a small sound of grass trampling sounded behind him. He turned back in surprise, and a dark shadow suddenly pounced on him. It's too late, it's fast, just when the black shadow is about to rush to the side, but another black shadow swept over from the side, only to hear a few "whoosh" sounds, followed by a "boom" breaking sound, and then the rushing black shadow "ah".

In the blink of an eye, several black shadows came and went to fight in front of Huo Xing'an, stirring like a gust of turbulent wind, Huo Xing'an hurriedly retreated, drawing his sword in his hand.

"There are ghosts, lady!" shouted a dark shadow.

A female voice not far away replied, "Don't scare me, Xianggong!"

"There really are ghosts!"

"Then you run!"

"How can a man run past a ghost? ”

The female voice trembled and said, "Ghost, you bypass my father-in-law, he hasn't reached his longevity yet......"

The black shadow who helped him block the surprise attack jumped in front of Huo Xing'an and said in a low voice, "Hurry up!"

Huo Xingan didn't have time to take a closer look at this person's appearance, so he was pushed. He nodded and hurried forward.

Huo Xingan ran hard, and he didn't know where he was going, but he alarmed many Mongolian guards, and for a while, there were shouts and questions one after another, and even knives and guns kept slashing and poking at him. He kicked down a few of the soldiers, and heard hurried footsteps behind him, as if he was chasing after him. Suddenly, there was a loud sound in the air, and his intuition told him that something was wrong, and he rolled on the ground, avoiding the flying white blade, which nearly shaved off his hair and whirled back above his head. Huo Xingan got up and rushed forward. But the footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer, he turned around, and a person kicked in the air, he swung his sword and slashed away, the man spun in the air, kicked out with both feet continuously, Huo Xingan swung a sword, and the man had kicked out more than ten feet. Huo Xing'an felt a pang in his heart, why are there so many masters in this Mongolian camp? As soon as the man's feet landed, he quickly kicked in, Huo Xing'an was resisting, and another black shadow flew in, holding a chain-ball weapon, and threw it at him, Huo Xing'an blocked it with his sword, and was shocked, thinking that this person had a lot of strength. After a while, two more people came up, and four people surrounded Huo Xingan in the middle. During the struggle, Huo Xing'an's sword and the chain ball were entwined together, and they couldn't break free from each other. Huo Xingan simply threw the long sword and used the Heart-piercing Ghost Handprint, but these four people are not weak in kung fu, and he has not been diligent in practicing the Ghost Handprint these days, and his skills are still shallow, so he can't help them at all. In the blink of an eye, Huo Xingan was slapped several times.

Seeing that he was about to be restrained by them, in a hurry, he remembered the whirlwind of the altar. He was short, small steps in a circle, spinning above the waist, arms staggered, according to the tricks taught by the altar Weng, to transfer the force, for a while, several besieging people were messed up, and they all hit their own people by mistake, Huo Xingan knew that his internal strength was limited, and he couldn't hurt the other party in this whirlwind, so he could only turn faster and faster. One of them scolded: "What kind of evil art!" Huo Xingan quickly changed his trick and turned it into a second move, and several people were even more crooked and in a hurry. Huo Xing'an made the last move, and he raised his arms and shouted violently during the rotation, several people were unstable and tripped each other, Huo Xingan took the opportunity to jump out of the encirclement and ran out. He noticed the sound of a fight behind him, and it seemed to be the shadow of the blade flying at him and another person.

But these people quickly caught up again, and Huo Xingan had to turn around and fight again. One of them stabbed him in the shoulder blade, and Huo Xingan felt a numb feeling in the shoulder. At this moment, I saw a long thing waving over, and one of them was swept to the ground. A man flew over, protected him behind him, and slapped the other person who attacked. "Let's go!" the man still said the same thing. Huo Xing'an really listened to it this time, the crisp voice was very familiar, and when he saw the rope flying up and down in the skirt, he was surprised and delighted: It's her!

Huo Xing'an bypassed a tent bag and found a herd of horses in front of him. He ran to the horses, drew his dagger, cut the rope from a stake, and flew on a horse. He cut the ropes of the horses on the other stakes, and slashed them lightly on the rump, so that the aching horses kicked and stamped one after another, and in a few moments the herds of horses were scattered in all directions. Huo Xing'an led the horse towards them, and he saw a white blade flying towards her, slashing her waist, when she was jumping, her body trembled, and she did not avoid a kick in the melee in time. Huo Xing'an urged forward, startling the crowd of horses to trample the Mongolian camp into chaos. She saw the horse coming, raised the rope and wrapped it around a horse's head, and flew up the horse, but just as she landed on the horse's back, suddenly a person seemed to fall from the sky, and a punch struck, and she didn't have time to dodge, and was hit in the abdomen. Huo Xingan was shocked and hurried towards her. He approached her in the herd, and saw her lying on the horse's back, holding her by the neck, as if in pain. Huo Xing'an nodded to her, and they mixed in the herd of horses and rushed out.

The herd of horses gradually dispersed, and the Mongol soldiers whistled to drive the startled horses. Huo Xing'an kept beating the horses, and from time to time urged her mount, and the two horses left the herd, crossed the camp, and galloped towards the depths of the grassland. A few riders followed closely behind.

On the edge of the tent, a person pointed to the disappearing horse shadow of Huo Xingan and the others and said: "Lady, I can see clearly, she is not a ghost, the ghost's face is miserable and white, and the ghost is not so good-looking." ”

A woman on the side said: "There are hanging ghosts, drowning ghosts, but there are also painted ghosts. ”

"And she's a skinner?"

"It's hard to say. ”

The man scratched his head: "Ghosts can ride horses?"

"If you die on a horse, you will of course become a ghost. ”

The sky remembered Shen Lei, Huo Xingan looked back, and the pursuers were still following behind him. He glanced at her on her horse, looking very weak.

By the time they reached a river, the rain was pouring down. Huo Xingan didn't know the depth of the river and didn't dare to cross the river rashly. She looked sideways at the river and didn't speak.

"The river is quite wide," Mr. Huo said, "and we might as well find a place around here to hide." ”

Behind him, a shadowy horse shadow appeared.

"What should I do?" Huo Xing'an asked her.

She shook her head. Huo Xingan didn't know whether she didn't agree to hide or cross the river. Seeing that the pursuers were coming, he was so quick to lead his horse and her to wade into the raindropping river.

At first, the river was very shallow, but when he was about to reach the middle of the river, Huo Xingan suddenly felt that the horse's body sank, and when he walked further, the horse's head was almost submerged in the water. He dismounted and picked her off his horse. "Let's swim over. ”

She still didn't speak.

Huo Xingan hugged her and swam to the opposite shore. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, almost blurring his eyes, and the shouts from the shore behind him seemed to be blurred in the rain.

Huo Xingan carried her ashore exhausted, gently put her on the ground, her eyes were half-closed, and her mouth was slightly open. Huo Xingan found that her hands were full of blood, and only then did he notice that her waist had been stained red with blood. He lifted her dress to check on the wounded death, and suddenly her body became excited, and she opened her eyes at once, and shouted, "Don't touch me!"

Huo Xingan didn't know what was wrong with her, he didn't dare to touch her for a while, after a while, he pushed her arm, saw that she didn't respond, he was a little panicked, and then probed her snort, and then breathed a sigh of relief. He tore off his clothes and tore them into strips, and he didn't know how to bandage the wound, so he could only wrap strips of cloth around her waist, round and round.

He heard a voice on the other side, and fearing that the men would come after him across the river, picked her up and walked to the grass on the bank. He had gone a long way, and had walked through a large meadow, and had walked through a low forest, and had come to the edge of a ridge, and when he saw that there was nowhere to hide from the rain, he went down a rocky slope, and twined the branches of two trees, and cut down many branches and put them on it, and made a tree shed. Huo Xing'an put her under the tree shed that had been erected, but the leaves still dripped, so he simply took off his coat and covered the shed, so that the rain no longer leaked.

He sat next to her, a little worried about her. He kept probing her snort, and saw that her breathing was slowly even, and then he was relieved. He looked at the rain curtain outside, and suddenly thought that the first time he and Yue'er got close, it was also a heavy rain. He thought to himself, "Whenever it rains like this, I think of Yue'er?" She was snuggled up to me at that time, so shy......

The sky was gloomy and bright, and Huo Xing'an, who was naked, only felt cold all around, like in an ice cave. He still remembers that when he was in the mountains, one winter, while hunting a leopard, he accidentally fell into a snow well. The well was a deep hole in the cliff, and he was trapped in it for a day, and he almost died in it. Now he felt like he was about to freeze into ice in a snow well.

Huo Xingan rubbed his body vigorously before he felt a little warmer. The rain outside the shed had turned into a drizzle, and only the leaves were still dripping. He turned his head to look at her, and she seemed to be sleeping soundly, with a drop of crystal water on her pretty cheek, I don't know if it was tears or dew.

Huo Xingan found that there were a lot of blood stains on the corners of her mouth, as if it was overflowing from her mouth, and he thought, could it be that she vomited blood last night? He leaned over to her head and wanted to open her mouth to take a look, but he felt that it was inappropriate. was about to stand up, but she opened her eyes, saw Huo Xing'an looking at her very closely, and glared, and slapped Huo Xing'an on the face.

Her body was weak, and the slap was weak, but the shot was still fast, and Huo Xingan didn't have time to dodge at all.

"The girl misunderstood. Huo Xing'an cried out in his heart. He wanted to call her Qian'er, but he still called a girl.

"You, you actually, take advantage of people's danger......" Qian'er coughed.

When she coughed, the bloody phlegm in her mouth also came out. Seeing this, Huo Xingan was afraid that she would cough into her lungs, so he hurriedly turned her body sideways.

"No need for you!" she coughed a few more times, spitting out the bloody phlegm from her mouth.

"I saw blood in the girl's mouth, so I took a few looks. ”

Qian'er glared at him: "You're naked......" she coughed again.

"Don't talk, girl, take a good rest. Huo Xing'an saw her angry and embarrassed, and pointed to it with his finger, "It rained last night, and I was afraid that you would get drenched, so I ......."

Huo Xing'an turned around. "Girl, please forgive me for being rude. ”

Qian'er didn't speak, just snorted lightly.

"I haven't thanked the girl for her rescue!"

"No thanks. ”

"I must be thankful. ”

"I don't need you to thank you, I don't need you to thank you!" she coughed.

"Okay, then I'll take it to heart. I understand, the ancients said, great grace is not thanks, the girl may mean this. ”

Qian'er snorted.

Huo Xing said with peace of mind, this Qian'er is really weird, and Xie will not let Xie go. Could it be that she doesn't want me to accept her affection?

When the rain finally stopped, he hurriedly took off his clothes from the roof of the tree shed, wrung out the water, and put them on his body. He glanced at Qian'er and saw that Qian'er was looking at him. Qian'er closed her eyes when she saw him.

Huo Xing thought with peace of mind, I was also fated to her, and I met three times unexpectedly. He sat down beside her and asked with concern, "Is the girl seriously injured?"

"Knowingly asked. Qian'er said.

"The girl is so badly injured that she can only rest here first. I ......" Huo Xing thought with peace of mind, if I take her away, I can only carry her on my back, or hold her, she misunderstands me now, I'm afraid I don't want to.

"If you want to go, go ahead. Qian'er said coldly.

"I didn't mean that, how could I leave you here alone?" Huo Xing said with peace of mind, she always misunderstood what I meant. "I wanted to get some food. Oh, I should go get you some water to drink first. ”

Qian'er didn't speak.

Huo Xing'an walked out of the tree shed and looked around, there were no rivers and lakes nearby, not even puddles, and it rained so much, there was no water on the ground. He saw the drops of water ticking on the leaves, and he had an idea. He drew his dagger and found a branch with the thick mouth of a bowl, cut it off, then cut it into a finger-high piece of wood, and cut out a wooden bowl in the middle. He used a wooden bowl to collect droplets of water from the leaves, and after a while, he took half of the bowl.

He happily returned to the tree shed and handed the wooden bowl to Qian'er's mouth. "It's not on the ground, it's on the leaves. He fed it to Qian'er.

Qian'er took a few sips and said, "Stupid pig, these wooden thorns are still left." "Apparently she was pierced by a wooden thorn in the mouth of the bowl.

Huo Xingan looked at it and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry." He took the bowl and carefully cut off the wooden thorns at the mouth of the bowl with his sword, which he had cut carelessly and so quickly that he did not pay attention to them. He cut the mouth of the bowl smooth, and handed the wooden bowl to Qian'er. "Let's drink some more. ”

"The water is full of sawdust. Qian'er gave him a blank look.

Huo Xingan had no choice but to pour out the water in the bowl and go out to fetch water.

When he came back from the water, he saw Qian'er with her eyes closed, her brows furrowed slightly, and she seemed very uncomfortable. "Does the girl still drink water?" he asked her.

Qian'er didn't speak.

Huo Xing'an found that there was some residual water under Qian'er's body, although there were a lot of leaves last night, but because it was under the slope, there was still a lot of water flowing down the hillside. She must have been uncomfortable, he thought, to be immersed in water. I've got to get her out of here

There seemed to be a few shouts from the empty grassland, and Huo Xing'an listened to it and couldn't tell whether it was a man or a beast. He looked at the hillside beside him, and then he got out of the shed and climbed up the slope.

He climbed to the top of the hill and looked in all directions. He could no longer remember where he had come, but to the west was the grassland, to the east there were some low ridges and hills, to the north were sparsely planted with bushes, and in the far north there was a winding river, where a few horses were coming. Huo Xing thought with peace of mind, it would be bad if those people were the ones who chased them last night.

He ran down the hill and said to Qian'er, "Girl, we have to go, and I see some people coming here." ”

Qian'er still had her eyes closed, but seemed to nod.

Huo Xingan saw that she was very uncomfortable, and beads of sweat oozed from the corners of his forehead. He reached out and hesitated, but touched her forehead anyway. His forehead was hot, Huo Xingan was startled, and thought, I don't know if it was because of his injury or because he was cold.

He packed his things, picked up Qian'er, and walked out. He thought, the west is the grassland, there is no cover, it is easy to be found, it is better to go to the east, there are many hills there.

So he went eastward, and kept going, and walked past two hills, and came to a grove at the bottom of a hill. There were a number of large trees in the woods, and a few small deer, which ran away when they saw him hoof. He put her down and listened in the distance. Still a little uneasy, he climbed a tall tree and looked out from the tree. Huo Xing'an was startled by this look, he saw that several horses had already run to a hill he had passed by, and the people on the horses were looking in all directions like him.

He quickly slipped down the tree and said to Qian'er, "Girl, they are not far from here, I don't know if it was the people who chased us last night, we," he looked at her who was still closed, "we should find a place to hide." Huo Xing'an looked around, only a wry smile, where can there be a place to hide, unless he digs a hole like a rat and gets into it. He glanced at the treetops again, and had an idea.

"Girl, are you feeling better?"

Qian'er opened her eyes gently.

"I'll carry you on my back, let's hide in a tree," he said, pointing to a tree with many leaves. He squatted down and grabbed Qian'er's arm and put it on his shoulder, "That's all." He carried Qian'er on his back and said, "You must keep me tight." He lowered his eyes and saw Qian'er's arms around his neck.

He climbed the tree with great difficulty, climbed as high as he could, and placed Qian'er on the branch. He got down the tree and looked up, but Qian'er's skirt was still faintly visible. He went to the other trees, looked for some soft branches, and braided them together, and then climbed up the tree, wrapped them around her, and then went down to the trees to see that they had completely covered her, and then he was relieved. He weaved some more branches and leaves to disguise himself, and climbed up to the top of another tree.

It didn't take long for the sound of horses' hooves to sound. Three horsemen came to the edge of the woods. The man on the horse surveyed the woods, and galloped into the woods.

One of them said, "There is not a single fruit in this little forest." ”

Another voice said roughly, "You're here to find fruit?"

"We've chased so far that we can't find anyone, so it's okay to find a few fruits to eat. ”

"Caught someone, let's go back to eat meat and drink wine!"

Another man said, "That man has been slapped in the face, and it stands to reason that he won't be able to run far, and they don't have horses......

"Perhaps they didn't go west to find the place where they went. ”

"Are we going back?"

The rough voice said: "Chase ten miles more and see." If there's no one yet, we'll go back. ”

Huo Xing said with peace of mind, you still have to chase ten miles? These Mongols are really difficult. He thought of Mu Huali's cavalry who were unrelenting and chased from Fuzhou to Su Huaiting, and he would never stop until he chased the mountains and rivers.

When they passed under Qian'er's tree, the man who spoke first reined in his horse, jumped off his horse, and said, "I'll go and soak the urine." He walked into the grass. The other two rode on.

Qian'er in the tree was slightly closing her eyes. Suddenly, the branch she was leaning on moved, and something pressed against her chest. When she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of round, oily little eyes facing her, and she couldn't help but let out an "ah". The thing, which I don't know if it was a mink or a squirrel, immediately jumped away and jumped somewhere else.

The man who was untying his hand heard Qian'er's voice and looked at the tree she was standing in surprise. He took his knife and circled around the tree.

The person in front greeted him, and he made a gesture. The two horses returned.

He looked at it for a long time, but didn't see any clues. He took his knife and climbed up the trunk of the tree. Huo Xing'an looked anxious, and gently pulled out his sword, ready to throw it at the man.

The man with a rough voice also dismounted and came under the tree. "Hey, are you going to dig out the eggs or the poop?"

"I heard voices from above. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw his body crooked, and he fell straight down from the tree. Seeing this, the man with a rough voice was shocked, and hurriedly jumped onto the trunk of the tree with his sword, and kept chopping off the branches. Seeing that Qian'er was about to be exposed, Huo Xingan aimed at the man, threw a sword, hit him in the back, and the man immediately slid down the tree.

Seeing that two of his companions fell in a blink of an eye, the man on the horse drew his sword, nervously guarded left and right, and slowly retreated. Huo Xing'an watched him retreat to the edge of the forest, thinking that he couldn't let him run, otherwise there would be help coming to Qian'er and I would have nowhere to hide. He jumped off the tree and picked up a knife that had fallen from a man. Seeing this, the people on the horse immediately turned their horses and ran out of the forest. Huo Xing'an jumped on a horse and chased after him closely.

When the man saw Huo Xing'an chasing after him, he beat the horse faster. Huo Xing'an found that there was a roll of rope on the horse he was riding, which looked very similar to the rope that slipped off Qian'er's waist when he dismounted from the horse last night. So he took one end of the rope, unfolded it, and swung it at the horse in front of him.

The unfolded rope danced into the air, and it was actually very long, and it hit the man's back at once, and the man bowed in pain. He didn't seem to dare to fight Huo Xing'an, nor did he dare to turn back, just desperately urging the reins. Huo Xingan swung the rope again, the rope wrapped around the horse's legs, the horse neighed and fell to the ground, and the man on the back of the galloping horse also flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

Huo Xingan stepped forward and saw that he fell unconscious, so he tied him with a rope and put him on a horse and carried him back.

He tied the man to a tree. Afraid that he would wake up and scream, he tore off his clothes and gagged his mouth.

Huo Xing'an climbed Qian'er's tree and brushed away the leaves. "Girl, are you alright? He saw Qian'er holding a branch in her hand, apparently using the branch to point the acupoint of the person who had just climbed the tree. He helped Qian'er to his back and climbed down cautiously.

Huo Xingan gently put Qian'er on the ground, and Qian'er couldn't stop gasping. She gathered all her internal qi just now and struck hard, only to feel that her body was soft after making her strength, and then she hugged Huo Xing'an's neck and body hard, and when she arrived on the ground, she was already covered in sweat, and she just lay down with her eyes closed.

Huo Xing'an glanced at the two people lying on their backs on the ground, one of them should have broken his neck, and the other was hit by his cold sword. He turned the man over and drew the dagger from his back. He shook his head: "I had to do it. ”

Qian'er said slowly: "After killing someone, you have to recite a Buddha ......."

Huo Xingan turned his head and watched her slowly open her eyes. Her voice was weak, not at all as crisp and sonorous as before. Huo Xing said with peace of mind, you are so weak, don't speak. He glanced at the man who was hit by the sword again: "I have no grudge against him." ”

"They're here to kill you. ”

Huo Xingan shook his head: "I don't understand, I just trespassed on the Mongolian camp, and those people don't distinguish between good and bad and want to kill me......?"

"I thought it was just an ugly pig, but it turned out to be a stupid pig!" Qian'er closed her eyes.

Huo Xing thought with peace of mind, she is weak now, I still don't want to mess with her.

Qian'er suddenly said again: "If you don't speak, you must be unconvinced." ”

Huo Xing said with peace of mind, how can I have it, I don't speak because I am kind enough to let you talk less, I really don't know the hearts of good people.

Qian'er said again: "You are complaining about me in your heart, don't think I don't know." ”

Huo Xingan only felt funny. He crouched down and looked at her, her lips slightly curled, as if her face was full of displeasure, but her expression was not as cold as before. He noticed that there was still sweat oozing from the corners of her forehead, so he wanted to touch her forehead to see if it was still hot. He put his hand on her forehead, thought for a moment, and then took it back. "Girl, I don't complain about you. The girl is very weak now, so let's find a place to rest. After saying this, he couldn't help but think, what better place to do it than this wood, and if it rains, he can hide under the trees. And she's so weak, it's better not to be tired and running around. Then he added, "It seems ...... It's better to be here for the time being. ”

Qian'er muttered softly, "Pig." ”

Huo Xing did not hear it. "I think," he said, standing up and glancing at the two horses next to him, "we have something to eat." ”

Huo Xing'an walked up to the two horses and took out milk, wine, and dry food from the pouches of the horses.

He poured the milk into the bowl, fed Qian'er some to drink, and tore some bread for her. She stopped eating after a few bites and seemed very uncomfortable.

Huo Xing'an carried Qian'er under the tree and let her head rest on the trunk, he felt that she would feel better this way. He dragged the two bodies out of the woods, dug a pit and buried them, fearing that the smell of blood would attract wolves or wild dogs, and covered the blood with dirt.

He returned to Qian'er, sat down to eat, and took a few sips of wine. He said to Qian'er: "Thanks to these people, they brought us food." ”

"Do you know who that person you killed?" asked him.

Huo Xingan shook his head.

"His name is Xiao Nezha, and he is famous for his Hot Wheels-like footwork on the rivers and lakes, and he is also a famous person, but he didn't expect to die in vain. ”

Huo Xingan remembered the person who kicked him like a whirlwind last night. It turned out that his name was Little Nezha.

"He's a subordinate of Bojuba. ”

"Oh?" Huo Xing'an was shocked. In fact, when he said "trespassing on the Mongolian camp" just now, he already suspected that the person who came to chase him was sent by Bo Shupa. "Yesterday, I saw him kick you, and his foot skills are very good. ”

"It wasn't a big deal, it was just a Boshua smack. ”

"Bojuba?" In the melee last night, Huo Xingan didn't find any Bojuba. "You are talking about ......," he recalled, "I saw the girl's last moment, and I did not dodge. ”

"The vajra of the void. ”

"The Void Vajra?"

"Bojupa's vajra. ”

"You mean, the last person to hurt you was Bo Shuba?" Huo Xing thought to himself, this vajra sounded like the kung fu of the Shaolin Temple. "It turns out that Bo Shuba knows Shaolin kung fu. ”

"That's not the kung fu of the Shaolin Temple, that's the kung fu of the Pura Tantra. ”

"What kind of sect is that?"

"It seems that you don't know anything. ”

Huo Xingan said: "The girl is well-informed, and I don't know anything...... I only know four swords in the south of the sky and three swords in the north of the earth. ”

"Then you should know which knife hurt me yesterday. ”

Huo Xingan was stunned by her question. What he saw last night was a white blade that injured Qian'er, the white blade rotated in the air, like a circle, it should not be the slender sleeve wind knife the size of a lancet like the Liaodong Eagle King. He pondered: "The three knives in the north of the earth are the Sleeve Wind Knife of the Eagle King of Liaodong, the Shadowless Double Flying Blade of the White Devil Child and the Red Devil Child, and the Cloud Breaking Knife Technique of the Taishan Sect. The Cloud Breaking Knife Method should refer to a knife technique, and the Sleeve Wind Knife is a small knife, and I have it on me. Last night the knife was spinning in the air...... It's the Shadowless Twin Blades, right?"

"It's finally smart...... Qian'er said, "You said you have a sleeve wind knife?"

"Hmm. Huo Xingan took out a small wooden box in his arms and opened it to show her. After he collected the two sleeve wind knives on Kong Buyi's corpse, he didn't dare to wrap them in soft things, so he put them in a wooden box. Seeing Qian'er looking curiously, Huo Xing was a little proud, thinking, you are well-informed, but you have never seen this sleeve wind knife. "This knife has the poison of a golden toad on it. He said.

"I know. ”

Qian'er suddenly pointed to the person tied to the trunk over there: "You stab him with the tip of this knife." ”

"This ......" Huo Xing'an didn't know why she killed that person, did she want to prove that she was lying, or did she want to see how poisonous the golden toad was?

"Except for this little Nezha, what are the names of those two people?"

"It's just two soldiers. ”

"Oh. Huo Xing thought to himself, although he was only a soldier, he ...... He could charge and fight in the midst of thousands of troops, but now let him kill an unarmed man, he still couldn't give up.

Huo Xingan took a sleeve knife and walked up to the man. The man's eyes were frightened, and his mouth was whining. Huo Xingan took the cloth from his mouth. The man said repeatedly: "The official spares his life!"

Huo Xing'an asked him, "Did Bo Shuba send you to kill me?"

The man nodded.

Huo Xing said with peace of mind, Bo Shuba is really insidious! But he still couldn't do it, he sighed, stuffed the man's mouth, and walked back.

Qian'er snorted with her nose and said, "Living Bodhisattva." ”

"He can't run away, so let's ...... first," Huo Xing'an said, "If you don't worry, I'll tie him up tighter." ”

Qian'er closed her eyes and turned her head away.

"Is the girl better?" he knew she was upset.

Qian'er didn't speak.

Huo Xingan put the milk and bowl beside her: "If the girl is thirsty, drink some water." He sighed and sat down, "I didn't expect that Bojuba would kill me as soon as he saw me......" he remembered the scene when they met last night. All kinds of speculation and suspicions gradually became clear, and they all pointed to Bo Shuba, he thought to himself, my mother's death may be Bo Shuba's doing!

He glanced at Qian'er, her hand clasping her injured waist and seemed to be asleep. He said in his heart, she was injured so badly to save me, and I have to take good care of her. He touched the ground, and the soil and grass were still damp, and although the sun was out, the sky was still gray, and there was rain falling in the air from time to time.

He took his knife and began to chop wild vines and pliable branches around the forest, then set up a hammock between the two trees. He grew up in the mountains, and often spent the night in the mountains, and he was very skilled in weaving these rattan branches, and in a short time he made a hammock, which he lay down and tried, and it was very strong and comfortable. So he went over and said to Qian'er, "Girl, go up and lie down, it's very cold on the ground." ”

When Qian'er saw that he had built a hammock, she knew that she had made it for herself. Huo Xingan saw that she had been looking at the hammock, and knew that she liked it, so he carried her to the hammock.

Qian'er swayed in the hammock and slowly closed her eyes.

Seeing Qian'er resting with her eyes closed, Huo Xingan began to make another hammock, and not long after, he built one for himself between two trees not far away.

After making these two hammocks, it was almost dark. He walked up to Qian'er and was relieved to see her sleeping peacefully. Just as he was about to leave, suddenly Qian'er said, "Where's my Shadow Whip?"

"Echo Whip, are you talking about the long rope you use?"

"That's a long whip, not a long rope. ”

Huo Xing thought with peace of mind, she saw the echo whip on Xiao Nezha's horse, but she didn't notice that I had already used it to tie up someone, he glanced at the person on the tree over there, and said, "It's tied to that person's body." ”

Qian'er said angrily: "Why do you use my whip to tie up stinky men?"

"Then I'll untie it. ”

So he cut down some vines and tied the man again with rattan instead of a whip. He pinched the long whip, I don't know what it was made of, it looked like a brown rope, but when he pinched it hard, he would find that it was very hard and tough, and it was indeed a whip. I wonder it hurts when I was whipped by this whip before.

He put the Shadow Whip on Qian'er's body: "The girl can sleep peacefully." Qian'er snorted.

Huo Xing'an climbed into his hammock, feeling tired and sleepy. He looked sideways at Qian'er in the dark, and wondered, is she also looking at me? He suddenly remembered the boring flower dress he wore when he was in Bianjing, and thought of how cold she was at that time. He thought of Su Huaiting again, and sighed quietly in his heart, should you tell her about Brother Su's death? Or do you want to tell her when she is better? He thought about a lot of messy things, and gradually fell asleep.

I slept soundly until the early hours of the next morning. When Huo Xingan opened his eyes, the sky was already overcast.

He glanced at Qian'er, who was lying quietly in her hammock. He glanced again at the tree to which the man was bound, but it was empty. He jumped down and ran to the tree in astonishment, only to see the broken vine branches. He thought to himself, "Oh no." He looked around, and the three horses tethered to the edge of the forest were still grazing leisurely. When he looked again, he found that the man was lying not far from him, and he hadn't noticed it just now.

He went over and turned the man over, and saw that he had a knife in his neck, and that the blood had not yet dried up, and that he had apparently died not long ago. I only heard Qian'er in the hammock say, "He wants to kill you, and I killed him." ”

It turned out that this person broke free from the vine rope before dawn, and wanted to escape on horseback, but he wanted to ask for a reward, so he touched the knife on the ground and tiptoed towards Huo Xing'an, wanting to kill him. Unexpectedly, Qian'er's long whip rolled up, wiping the knife in this man's hand to his own neck.

Huo Xingan rejoiced: "Thank you girl for saving me again." He regretted that he hadn't listened to Qian'er yesterday, and that there would be no such aftermath if he killed that person at that time, and thought to himself, fortunately Qian'er had the echo whip in his hand. He knew that she didn't want to accept his gratitude, so he didn't say anything more.

He carried Qian'er out of the hammock. Qian'er's body was still weak, and she seemed to be unable to support herself after standing for a while.

On the same day, Qian'er was hot again. Huo Xingan was very anxious and asked her, only to find out that the wound had not healed. He rummaged through the pouch of the horse and found some powder, not knowing if it was a healing medicine, but he thought that the Mongol soldiers often carried the medicine with them, and that it might be useful.

Qian'er told him to turn around and leave, insisting on his own medication. She laboriously finished the medicine, closed her eyes, and fell into a half-sleep.

Huo Xingan stayed by her side worriedly, for fear that she wouldn't wake up. He took off his coat and the man's coat on the ground, and wrapped her around Qian'er to keep her warm. He took the fire from his horse and kindled a fire by the hammock. He cut down a lot of branches and kept the fire burning.

After a day and a night, Qian'er woke up from a near-coma.

Huo Xingan didn't know that Qian'er had already walked on the ghost gate and almost died, if she hadn't had a certain amount of internal strength, she would have looked back on the bridge at this time. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her wake up. The girl finally woke up. He rejoiced.

Qian'er saw Huo Xing'an shirtless again, and was about to get angry, when she found the clothes she was wrapping on. She touched it and asked, "I've been asleep for a long time?"

"The girl has slept all day. He handed her water and fed her a drink. Qian'er, who was recovering from a serious illness, slowly had a glow in her eyes. She looked at him, and he smiled, "The girl looks much better." When you're better, we'll leave this place. He glanced into the distance, "If these people don't go back, someone will come to them sooner or later." ”

On the day when Qian'er was asleep, Huo Xing'an rode to the hill every few hours during the day to have a lookout in case anyone came. On several occasions, I saw scattered people passing by, but fortunately they did not pass through this forest.

Huo Xingan saw that Qian'er's complexion was getting better, so he wanted to make up for her. He caught a mink outside the forest, skinned it, roasted it on the fire, and gave it to her to eat. Qian'er was obviously hungry and ate half of it in one go.

In the next few days, Huo Xingan took care of Qian'er, and Qian'er slowly gained strength. But Qian'er doesn't seem to appreciate it, and many times she is always cold to him, Huo Xingan sometimes talks to her, and she always likes to ignore her.

After a few more days, Qian'er was able to get on the horse by herself, so Huo Xingan suggested going east together. At this time, they found that a large number of people from the west were coming to the east, and Qian'er thought that it was better to go to the south to hide first.

So they beat their horses and went south. After climbing a few hills and crossing a river, they came to a small village to rest. There were only five or six households in the village, and Huo Xing'an had two rooms with a farmer's family, and he knew that she would definitely not want to share a room with him, even though he was by her side these days.

In the village, they rested for several days. Qian'er recovered quickly, her back injury was originally a scrape from the Shadowless Double Flying Blade, and the injury was not deep, mainly caused by the blow of the Taixu Vajra hit by Bo Shuba's Taixu Vajra near the waist injury. She sits in the room every day to exercise and regulate her internal qi. Huo Xingan didn't know what kind of skill she was doing, but he saw that after every exercise, her face turned ruddy.

Seeing her daily exercises, Huo Xingan also practiced swordsmanship diligently every day. But when he practiced the sword, Qian'er didn't look at it, and didn't seem to care about it at all, unlike Yue'er who always looked at him intently.

One night, Huo Xingan couldn't sleep, went out of the house, practiced one set of boxing techniques and two sets of swordsmanship under the moonlight, and practiced the heart-piercing ghost handprint taught by Xing Po several times.

After he finished practicing, he was about to go back to the house when he saw Qian'er push the door and walk out.

"The girl hasn't slept yet?"

Qian'er nodded and walked out.

He wanted to ask "where is the girl going?" but when he saw that she was walking very slowly, as if she were walking casually, he closed his tongue and silently followed her. Although Qian'er is not commanding, she has a kind of coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away, if she doesn't speak, after a long time, Huo Xing'an will feel chills, as if she has been standing by the ice cellar for a long time, it is not like the feeling of peace and warmth by Yue'er's side.

"Girl," Huo Xing'an pointed not far ahead, "there is a stream." ”

They walked to the stream, and Qian'er looked at the flowing water in the moonlight with some distraction.

After a while, Qian'er suddenly asked Huo Xing'an: "Do you want to go back to the Mongolian camp?"

What Qian'er said was exactly what Huo Xing'an had already decided in his heart, and now that she mentioned it, he immediately nodded, and at the same time, a flame rose in his heart: "I'm going back to find Bo Shuba! I'm going to ask him!" He wanted to ask Bo Shuba why he wanted to kill himself, was it just because he didn't want to join the Mongols?

"Ask him again?"

"Yes, my mother must have been killed by him. Huo Xingan said resentfully.

"Do you need to ask again, stupid pig!"

Huo Xingan didn't care about her teasing herself, she just clenched her fists and said, "I'm sure he killed my mother, I must kill him!"

"You're no match for him. ”

"Then I'm going to kill him too!"

"You have to die. ”

Huo Xingan remembered the attacks of those masters that night, and was silent. I thought to myself, there is always a chance. One thing suddenly occurred to him. "By the way, girl, why were you in the Mongolian camp that night?" he thought that Qian'er should not have sneaked into the camp that night to save him.

"I went to the camp that day to find a way to take advantage of the gap. ”

"Rider of the Void Son?"

"The head of the Hongdao Gate. Qian'er said, "He has disappeared for a long time, and it is rumored that he is dead, but I found out that he is in the hands of Bojuba." I just don't know where Bojuba hid him. ”

Huo Xingan thought of the conversation between Brother Su and Qian'er that he heard when he was in Fuzhou, and thought that the empty man must have something to do with the death of Qian'er's mother.

"Why did he hide his holes?"

"He's probably asking for something, and he's been holding it for so long. ”

Huo Xingan thought of the cowhide map that you fought for me, and I don't know if it has something to do with it. "Then you, come back with me to find Bojuba?" he asked Qian'er.

Qian'er said: "This time it was discovered, Bo Shuba must have taken precautions. ”

"Perhaps, he thought we wouldn't dare go back. Huo Xing'an said.

"Bo Sheba is cunning and cautious. ”

"That ......"

"Wait. ”

Qian'er sat down on a boulder, the sparkling water reflecting her pretty face.

"Girl," Huo Xing'an said, "there is one thing...... he thought about it for a long time, and felt that he should still tell her about Brother Su's death in battle.

He let out a long sigh, "What I've always wanted to tell you, it's just ...... I'm afraid you'll be upset. And I thought to myself, maybe she won't be sad, but she will only feel relieved of her hatred.

"He's dead?" Qian'er clearly had a premonition, but was still a little shocked.

"Have you heard about the defeat of Fuzhou?" Huo Xing'an said, "I broke out with Brother Su, but he was hit by an arrow......

Qian'er turned her head away.

Huo Xing'an saw her lower her head slightly. He didn't know what kind of mood she was feeling at the moment, and he didn't know whether to comfort her or not. He thought hesitantly, and said to himself, if I didn't tell her, would Brother Su's spirit in the sky blame me? If I told her, what if she would hate Brother Su even more? He hesitated and hesitated, and finally decided that it was better not to tell her. Brother Su is no longer there, and Qian'er is already angry with him and indignant, so why let her hate and hate again? He said to God in his heart, Brother Su, you also hope that Qian'er will no longer resent you, right? Of course, I also hope that she will no longer resent you...... Well, I'd better not tell her what you say, and if you were me, I'm sure you'd do the same.

Huo Xingan said to Qian'er: "Before Brother Su died, let me tell you, he said, I hope you don't hate him anymore......" He looked at Qian'er and said in his heart, I did this for your good.

Qian'er hung her head and was silent for a long time.

As the night passed, the morning light filtered through the worn windows, and the chickens in the village scrambled to crow.

Huo Xing'an got up late, he looked out the window in the bright sky, and he thought, Qian'er must have been sad this night.

He got dressed, rubbed his eyes, and went out of the house, finding that the yard was missing a horse.

He hurried to Qian'er's house, but there was no Qian'er in the house. He found the farmer to ask, only to learn that Qian'er got on the horse early in the morning and left.

Huo Xingan looked into the distance in a daze, thinking to himself whether he would say goodbye without saying goodbye, or would he be back soon?

After spending so many days with her day and night, I suddenly disappeared from her, but I felt an indescribable loss.

He sat down beside the haystack and felt like everything outside of him was empty. I thought, Yue'er is like this, she left quietly, and Qian'er also left quietly, as if she was afraid that I would keep her.

Qian'er's departure is not as sad as Yue'er's departure, after all, Huo Xing'an feels that Qian'er doesn't like him as much as Yue'er, but at this moment, he feels that he has really lost something.