"Yes, stay!" the scholar and Wang Hong also advised.

Yan Hong Xu didn't expect Xie Junhe to apologize suddenly, and she felt nostalgic for a while, but she was at a loss.

is also a fallen man at the end of the world, he was also a killer, and he also lived a life of being called around. If nothing happened to Su Su, maybe he would sit in Li Luo's position today and continue to be happy to be called. "The taste is like a fish drinking water, and you know how warm and cold you are. Xie Junhe sighed softly, "Don't mention it, it's my fault today, so that's the end - scholar, you won't dare to make a joke about the proprietress." Uncle Wang, don't even tell the surname Chu about Yan Hong, in case he doesn't know yet. ”

The other two nodded.

The cold wind whistled, and Yan Hong shivered deeply.

"Scholar, you take care of her. Xie Junhe repeated it again. The scholar was uncomfortable.

Before Yan Hong could respond, Xie Jun and the cold black shadow threw out another sentence: "In addition, I killed Boss Lin, this kid dares to bully you, I can't look past it." ”

Wang Hong thought of the corpse at the gate of the stone prison and sighed, is this the reason why Boss Lin caused the murder?

"He?" When she heard Boss Lin, Yan Hong trembled, and then she couldn't suppress the big tears rolling down, holding her face, almost losing her voice - tears like bursting embankments, venting the resentment accumulated over the years. I don't know how many times, she has been swallowed up by murderous intent because of hatred, but she struggles with reason. Like the ups and downs of a drowning person in a huge wave, now, it seems that the shackles have been broken, and the hatred locked in the bottom of the heart has poured out for thousands of miles.

No one would speculate on how much this dead man had hurt her. is so serious that Xie Junhe wants him to die to redeem it, but it is not too light.

The scholar stepped forward at the right time and gave her a shoulder to lean on. "It's ......," he said.

In the dark night, there was only the whimper of the wind and the silent tears.

The two of them snuggled strangely under the moon. It's not a lover, it's not a relative, it's not even a friend. The scholar looked in the direction of Xie Junhe, and wanted to scold him: Since he didn't want to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, why did he let someone else be the flower messenger instead? Is there such an unkind man? However, he only saw a bleak back.

Xie Junhe turned his back and stood under the tree, looking at the dark valley, letting his black robe tremble in the wind, silent, as if everything behind him had nothing to do with him, and he had never seen or heard those sorrows.

Wang Hong broke the silence: "How to save Leng Fengyi, have you thought about it?"

The focus of everyone's attention has returned to the "15th" covenant. If Xie Junhe can't go back by then, there will be a big mess on the north and south banks. But now, there are only seven days left on the fifteenth. However, it takes at least seven days to rush back to Wangjiangtai from Fenghuoling, change fast horses all the way, and do not eat, drink, or sleep endlessly.

"What if I can't go back?" Wang Hong asked.

Xie Junhe raised his eyebrows coldly: "Until the last moment, don't make other plans." Wait and see who can play whom!"

Wang Hong speculated that he should have his own ideas, but he couldn't let go of his heart.

"Move the nest, it's time for them to think about our whereabouts. Xie Junhe suddenly smoothed out the sand paintings all over the ground and piled up the branches, "Hurry up!" The words fell, the flint in his hand flashed, and the branches burned in an instant. A dazzling fire rose and burned in the night, shocking.

Yan Hong was simply dumbfounded: "You!" Didn't you deliberately expose yourself to the enemy's fangs?

Xie Junhe simply cocked Erlang's legs and sat down in place generously. Didn't you say retreat before? Why did you start waiting for someone? Yan Hong was really a little depressed.

"Someone will come to pick us up and take us to see Leng Fengyi immediately. Xie Junhe said unhurriedly.

As he spoke, a confused white shadow immediately appeared in the dark night, flashing back to the mountain road. At first, it was just one or two looming, and then the closer you go, the more brazen it becomes, until it piles up in layers from all directions.

"Xie Junhe, where are you going?" shouted loudly, and the wind whistled.

The quiet night shattered the ground.