Xue Hai couldn't help but take a few steps closer, always hoping to do something to help those injured.

The stray arrow roared coldly, and before she could react, an arm swept in front of her eyes, and the black robe shook, caged the arrow, and blocked her way. The black robe instantly rolled her back into the tent. After taking a closer look, he realized that it was actually Zhao Haijun who wrapped her deep in the snarle! Xue Hai's surprise, he shook his head and sighed: "Is there really someone like you who is so stupid that you don't even know how to die?"

Xue Haidao: "Who are those people?"

Zhao Haijun thought about it and smiled: "You can live in peace, Xueyu, I have the final say." ”

Xue Hai was stunned, and a sadness suddenly appeared in his heart. This Zhao Haijun is not too bad a person.

"Stay inside, don't run around. The warmth in this command seems familiar. But before Chu Xuehai could reminisce for longer, Zhao Haijun had already unsheathed his knife and rushed into the chaos outside.

Xue Hai was faintly aware that this chaotic night was caused by her—how many people on the northern shore wanted to take her life? She did not want to witness such a tragedy, but the whirlpool of the rivers and lakes was never decided by anyone.

I can't remember how I fell asleep, but when I woke up, everything stopped, and Zhao Haijun was still dressed in black, silently watching her face. Frozen as a stone statue: "The man you were waiting for - here." ”

"Huh?" Xue Hai was amazed, and he didn't know whether he was happy or worried. That person must be Xie Junhe. Thinking of the chaos of last night, there is a strong uneasiness. "Last night...... Could it be?" she cautiously probed.

Zhao Haijun laughed: "He won't set off such a big storm yet." Someone had seen him near the camp. Last night's incident was purely an old grudge between me and the Snowy Barbarians. It's already in the past. ”

"Barbarians?"

"That's right, some barbarians who specialize in harassing Middle-earth merchants, burning, killing and looting. Maybe I ruined their business, and maybe someone instigated it and came to me to make trouble - it was not easy to bring you to Konoha on the North Shore. Just a few words have caused a bloody storm on the north shore. I really underestimated him. Everyone on the North Shore wants to compete for you at the moment, including the Barbarians. ”

Xue Hai was puzzled: "What are you robbing me for?"

"They all thought that if they held you in the palm of their hands, they would have the capital to call Chu Tao on the south bank. Jianghu people, aren't you fighting for such a little trouble?" Zhao Haijun was quite disdainful, "But don't worry, you are safe." ”

"Why should I believe you?"

Zhao Haijun sank his face and snorted coldly: "If I hurt your heart, you can still jump alive until now?"

"Then why don't you let me go?"

"It's coming. Zhao Haijun got up, the corners of his tense mouth raised slightly, "He's here, I'll finish my work and send you back in person." When the words fell, the man was out of the tent, and only the bitter wind was left to push the dust around the door.

Xue Hai was startled by the unshakable voice, and his heart swayed. Either way, it was something she didn't want to see. She didn't want Zhao Haijun to fail, let alone Xie Junhe really being killed, and naturally she didn't want to be trapped in the snow forever. However, things seem to have reached a stalemate, and there is no longer a way to do both: Xie Junhe will inevitably come, and Zhao Haijun will inevitably take revenge.

Thinking of this, his hands were actually cold. She even wanted to pray: let her die alone in this wild snowy region, and let Xie Junhe never set foot on this cold land, until Zhao Haijun forgets all hatred.

But she didn't wait for God's favor after all-the rivers and lakes never stop because of a person's thoughts.

In the middle of the night, when the tossing and turning snow sea heard the people outside the tent shouting "fire fighting", and the footsteps were scattered and chaotic, my heart was really tightened - he is coming, it must be. Involuntarily came out of the tent and looked around.

The crowd of people who came and went in a panic shook in front of their eyes. In the blink of an eye, there was a bright red light outside the tent, reflecting the whole sky as if it were day. The heat is rolling in and coming. The guards suddenly disappeared—it seemed that everyone's eyes were focused on the fire—the place where the hunting king had stored his grain and forage. The weather is dry and dry, and the snow is windy. If it really catches fire, it will spread into a disaster in an instant, and without food, you can only sit and wait for starvation to death in this snowy area.

Suddenly, a sympathy spread in my heart. Looking around, looking for Zhao Haijun's shadow, but apart from chaos, he couldn't see anything. Until a dark shadow leaped out of the shadows behind the tent, and thunder fell on her side.

"Jun and Big Brother!" Xue Hai didn't shout, but he only felt that the blood in his heart was suddenly boiling and surging. As the firelight outlined the thin silhouette and fluttering robes, and the whole sky suddenly brightened a little, Siye suddenly fell silent—he couldn't hear anything in his ears, except for his own crazy heartbeat. The strong and rough hand clasped Chu Xuehai's arm: "Go!"

Let's go! The sea of snow followed the black shadow in the chaos.

There is only one thought - to get out of this cold land.

There was a whistle in the distance, and the neighing of horses echoed in the distance. This brings a glimmer of hope. Xie Junhe had already prepared - he had loosened the fence of the stable, and just waited for the whistle to blow, and the horse was summoned.

"Stop them!"

The sound of chasing behind him was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves.

"Oh no, it's been discovered!" Xie Jun wrapped his arms around her, and he had already wrapped her tightly in his arms. As he leaped, he was firmly seated on horseback. A wave of warmth soaked in from all around. His heart settled down a little, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that his hair was still unkempt, forever unkempt, and the wind and frost on his face were becoming more and more vicissitudes, but in those eyes, there was a cold cold.

"Wow", the sword was unsheathed—for the first time, she noticed the broken lines on the blade of the sword, as terrifying as the legend. I don't know what kind of force can cause such a trauma to the remnant sword. I don't know what kind of experience made Xie Junhe what he is today.

"Don't look. He said.

However, as soon as the words fell, the blade of the sword had already splashed a flower of blood. By the meantime, the man who had been chasing them had fallen to the horses' hooves, and had fallen silently—not even shouting. At the same time, the formation of various swords, guns, swords, and halberds lined up in front of him like a jungle. The sword suddenly flipped out like a cloud of murderous intent, spurting everything away.

The fast sword is like lightning, and the sorrow is everywhere.

Xuehai finally saw Zhao Haijun. In the shadow of the camp, the unusually deep face was covered with a stone statue's gray blackness, without the slightest blood, and it was cruel as if it were smiling. Raising his hand, the person next to him handed him the hunting bow that he was proud of. Steadily, with the bow drawn, and the arrow. The eyes burned with a vicious curse in her direction—like a demon.