For the Tiger Girl, the moonlight that night was hazy.

It was so dim that she couldn't see anything else, only the man in white who had passed through the crowd and came to her.

In that firelight and sword shadow, she looked into his eyes as if she was in the wind and sand.

The difference was that this time she let go of the sword in her hand.

Then she felt light, and she was carried by the man and flew into the air.

The oncoming wind was a little cold, but she closed her eyes in peace.

Because she knew that this time, he would take her away with the wind.

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Li Si took the Shuhu Girl for a long distance, and only then did he put her down until he could no longer see the fire behind him.

This girl is already very badly injured.

Luckily, he caught the spy from before and came over to take a look at it uneasily, otherwise she would have died here today.

After taking a cursory look at the injuries on the Shuhu Girl's body, Li Si didn't hesitate too much, and directly helped her up, untied her coat, and prepared to bandage her wounds.

He is not a rigid person, not to mention that at this time, he does not have time to take care of so much.

But when he took off the coat of the Tiger Girl, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, because the scars on this girl's body were inevitably a little too much.

There are more than a dozen on the back alone, both new and old, which really looks a little hideous and terrifying.

"It's ugly, isn't it?"

There was silence all around, and the Shuhu Girl sat with her back to Li Si, lowered her head, opened her eyes, and asked lightly with a little self-deprecating smile on the corner of her mouth.

Her expression was a little gloomy, because she knew that anyone who saw the scars on her back would be frightened.

But she didn't know why, when she felt the hand on her back pause, she still couldn't help but feel a sense of loneliness in her heart.

But suddenly, she was slapped on the head by a hand.

Then, she heard the man behind her.

"I think it's ugly or not, it's up to me to make it my own, I think you're pretty good-looking, can you handle it?"

With that, the man turned to speak again.

"Sit down, I'll help you bandage your wounds. ”

There was the sound of tearing cloth bands behind her, and then a pair of hands tied them to her wounds.

The Tiger Girl sat dumbfounded, half-loud, and she felt some soreness in her nose.

Then she couldn't hold back any longer, turned around and hugged Li Si's neck, buried her face in his shoulder, and cried loudly.

She cried very badly, her voice was also hoarse, her short hair rubbed against Li Si's cheeks, and she trembled with the cry.

Li Si was stunned for a moment, but in the end he didn't push her away, just let her cry, raised a hand, patted her back gently, and didn't say a word.

When she was left in the desert by her parents, she didn't cry, when she was sold as a sword slave, she didn't cry, and when she was broken by the housekeeper, she didn't cry.

She never cried when her hair was cut, when she killed for the first time, when she was whipped and punished.

But this night, she cried out all her grievances.

The night in the desert was cold, but her tears burned her cheeks, so that she couldn't stop crying.

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The next morning, Li Si continued on the road with the Shuhu girl on her back, she was injured in the leg, and now she can't get off the ground, so she has to rush like this first.

The Shuhu Nu lay on Li Si's back, wrapping her arms around his neck, as if she had no intention of letting go again.

"Do you have anywhere to go?" asked Li Si as she walked.

"Nope. Shuhu Nu just rested her head on Li Si's shoulder and replied softly, if you look closely, you will find that there is still a little reassuring smile on her face.

"That's right. Li Si sighed, thought for a while, and said, "I know a place where you can settle down temporarily, are you willing to go?"

"Hmm. Without asking any other questions, the Shuhu Nu answered in a low voice, turned her head, sniffed the smell of Li Si's body lightly with the tip of her nose, and tightened him with both hands.

Not noticing the change in the people behind him, Li Si quickened his pace.

He was still worried about any pursuers, after all, he was still in the territory of Jinguo, so he always had to be careful.

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Two months later, a middle-aged man came to Jinshan Temple in Jiangnan.

His name is Shuhu Heng, and he is a swordsman in the Jin Kingdom, and he is here to kill people.

He was going to kill a sword slave who had escaped from him, and he had heard that someone had brought her here, so he came.

That sword slave knows a lot of things that can't be said, so he will come in person, last time he carelessly let people run away with her, this time it will definitely not.

Because he is a skilled tiger, even in this Tang Kingdom, there are few people who will be his opponents.

Shuhu held his sword horizontally and walked through the stone steps in front of the mountain gate to the door of the temple.

It's a dilapidated temple, and the temple is too small to be.

"Hmph. ”

Do you think you can hide from here?

Shuhu Heng snorted lightly and reached out to put his hand on the temple door.

People like them can't hide from them for the rest of their lives.

But the next moment, the temple door opened by itself.

Shuhu Heng frowned, and before he could react to what was going on, a ring knife flew out of it.

"Dang!" heard a muffled thud, and the knife flew past his body and stabbed into the ground behind him.

The blade cut through a strand of his hair, causing him to pause in his movements.

In the middle of the sound, Shuhu put down his hand, glanced at the ring knife behind him, and tightened his eyes.

He was about to move forward, but the next moment, he looked blankly in front of him.

In that temple, a vast internal qi rose, as if there was a great Buddha rising from the ground, standing there with a thousand golden lights, so that he could not have the slightest idea of resisting.

"Donor, you can't control the people and things in this temple. ”

In the empty door, a voice like Hong Zhong Da Lu came, which shook his ears and buzzed.

At the same time, a momentum as if the sky had collapsed pressed on him.

Shuhu stood sideways in front of the door, and after a moment, he took a half-step back, and then ran down the hill as if he was dead.

He ran so badly that he didn't dare to look back.

He only remembered that sentence, he couldn't control the people and things in this temple.

A month later, Shuhu Heng returned to the Kingdom of Jin, and the next day he fell seriously ill, and King Jin came to see him in person.

And the first thing Shuhu Heng said when he saw King Jin was that it was okay to seek Tang, but that Jiangnan would never go.