The night shrouded the four fields, Qian Qingjian galloped on the wasteland, his vision was blurred, but he felt that there was a mountain shadow faintly in front of him, and the horse carrying Ke Yurong was nowhere to be seen, thinking that he had run far away.

Behind him, the Jin soldiers chased after him shouting, and it sounded like the distance was getting farther and farther. Qian Qingjian knew that the shouts of these golden soldiers were just to strengthen their courage, as long as Chen Qilin couldn't catch up. He was confident that Jin Yangong's speed was far better than that of a hard skill master like Chen Shulin, and although he had an extra sixty-four pounds of a giant axe on his body, he was not afraid of being caught up by him.

Running and running, he suddenly saw in the afterglow that there seemed to be a person lying horizontally in the grass in front of him, if he continued to run normally, he would definitely trample on this person's body, he couldn't hold his feet, so he hurriedly jumped up, and when he turned around and looked at the person again, it was Ke Yurong in a white dress lying prone on the ground.

This must have thrown her off when the horse galloped, if she broke her face, it would be a pity to break her appearance, Qian Qingjian thought so, and he didn't have time to carefully observe Ke Yurong's injury, although the chasing soldiers behind were slow, they were relenting. In a hurry, he bent over, carried Ke Yurong on his shoulders, and continued to run eastward.

It was only at this time that Qian Qingjian realized Ke Yurong's height, her waist was on his shoulders, her upper body was in front of him, and her lower body was behind him, this girl was not short.

So there was a charm in the run, and between the ups and downs of his body, Ke Yurong's chest rubbed against Qian Qingjian's left chest and abdomen, which was quite elastic. The head hung down on his left abdomen, almost affecting his left leg. Behind her, her feet kicked Qian Qingjian's ass again and again with the rhythm of the bumps, which showed that this girl had a pair of long legs.

Before Qian Qingjian could experience such a wonderful feeling, Chen Xiaolin's roar was already heard behind him: "The kid surnamed Qian, you stop for me!"

Qian Qingjian was startled, this voice was already very close! At most, it was only thirty steps, he didn't even dare to turn back, and immediately put all his strength into the meridians and acupoints of his legs and feet, and ran away at the highest speed, but Chen Qilin's shouting and scolding behind him did not change at all.

In fact, this is not surprising, he can run faster than Chen Xiaolin when he only carries a giant axe, but with a woman, it will not work, and the weight will inevitably slow down.

In the dark night, the two of them fled and chased, leaving Jin Bing far behind.

After running for a while, Qian Qingjian only felt a little weak in follow-up, and Chen Xilin took a big stride, but he was chasing closer and closer, Qian Qingjian could already hear Chen Anlin's footsteps, his heart was anxious, he saw that he had come to a hill, and there was a road at the foot of the mountain to go south, but he could no longer run on the road, and he felt that Chen Anlin was already less than ten steps behind!

Go up the mountain! Qian Qingjian suddenly turned around sharply and ran towards the mountain.

Only by going up the mountain, finding a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and condescendingly defending, may be able to block Chen Xiaolin's attack. As long as Ke Yurong wakes up, things will be simple, calculate the time, at this time, it has been nearly two hours since Elder Peng and Chen Xiaolin broke up.

This uphill, Chen Xilin's weakness of not being able to do light work was even more exposed, although he chased after him, took advantage of a shortcut when he turned a corner, but it was just a small advantage, as the mountain road gradually steepened, the distance between Qian Qingjian and him widened.

It's just that Chen Xiaolin is even less worried, because the mountain has a peak, as long as you can't fly to the sky, you can only be slaughtered when you run to the top of the mountain. As he ran, he shouted to the bottom of the mountain: "All the soldiers listen to the truth! Defend all the ways out of the mountain, if the thief goes down the mountain and takes away the beautiful woman, none of you want to live!"

As he ran higher and higher, Qian Qingjian's speed slowed down a lot, and there was no place in his field of vision where he could defend against danger, seeing that the top of the mountain was about to arrive, what could he do? It seemed that he could only reach the top of the mountain, and then go over the mountain, as for the Jin soldiers besieging at the bottom of the mountain, if he couldn't kill him, he could only fight with Chen Zhanlin.

Just as he was anxious, suddenly Ke Yurong, who he was holding in his left hand, stepped forward, broke away from his arm, turned a wonderful heel in the air, and landed in front of him, blocking his way up, and at the same time, the slender hand drew a wonderful arc, which was actually fanned towards his face.

Qian Qingjian was furious, why didn't he know what to do? He hurriedly waved his palm to block it, in order not to hurt Ke Yurong, he didn't use an iron palm, but used a true palm method, but unexpectedly, Ke Yurong's palm was unpredictable, he couldn't block it at all, and with a "snap", he received a hot blow on his left cheek.

Qian Qingjian was furious and scolded: "Your grandmother is a bear, Ke Yurong is crazy! Lao Tzu is saving you!"

Ke Yurong didn't pay attention to him at all, slapped his palm, slapped it again, and said at the same time: "Who is Ke Yurong?

Qian Qingjian didn't care to see who this woman was, although it didn't look like Ke Yurong's voice when he heard the voice, but he had to block the second palm first, he saw the momentum of this palm, and still used the Quanzhen palm method to block it, but he still couldn't block it, and there was a "snap" sound, and the right cheek was hit again.

Although this slap was not worse than the previous one, it slapped him in the sore spot, this half of his face was the half that had been slapped by Huang Rong before, and it had only been a few days since he got better.

What kind of martial arts is this? Why is it so weird? The first blow can be said to be careless, but the second blow is clearly superb. Qian Qingjian could already conclude that he was not this woman's opponent. Look at this beauty, she is seventeen or eighteen years old at most, how can she have such a high level of martial arts?

He took a few steps back and looked at the woman, but saw that this woman was really not Ke Yurong, although Ke Yurong was a beauty in a thousand, but this woman had bright eyes and bright teeth, and her complexion was white and greasy, and she was much more beautiful than Ke Yurong!

Seeing this woman's peerless appearance clearly, Qian Qingjian suddenly felt a dry mouth, and the sentence "Grandma is a bear" could no longer scold, but the woman did not stop there, but instead pulled out the sword from the scabbard hanging from her waist, and pointed at Qian Qingjian obliquely: "If you dare to swear again, this girl will cut off your tongue! Where is the white-bearded old man?"

Qian Qingjian knew that she was asking Elder Peng, and just wanted to explain, when he saw that Chen Qilin had chased after him out of the corner of his eye, he pointed at Chen Qilin and said, "He is in the same group as the white-bearded old man, and he wants to arrest you as a prostitute." ”

He said in his heart that if he said that he would arrest her and be a concubine for the prince, maybe the woman would still be willing, and if she didn't get it, she would join forces with Chen Xilin to deal with him, and it would be worth the loss.

Unexpectedly, the woman asked with a puzzled face, "What does a prostitute do?"

Qian Qingjian was dumbfounded, grandma is a bear, how can this beauty not even know about a prostitute? Could it be a fairy who fell from the sky? Seeing that there were three or five more breaths, Chen Xiaolin came up, and he hurriedly said: "A prostitute is a woman who has stripped off her pants and slept with a man." ”

Seeing that there were at most two more breaths, Chen Qilin came up, but the beauty didn't seem to understand what the concept of taking off her pants and sleeping with a man was, Qian Qingjian sweated in a hurry, and compared his chest with his left hand and said, "Just now, this person took advantage of your coma and put his hand into your clothes to touch you." ”

"Huh!?" The beauty finally reacted, and immediately jumped up in the air, pulled out three sword flowers with one sword, and stabbed at Chen Xiaolin, who rushed up.