Yan Jing, who pretended to be a drunk, eventually left the county, and there was no movement on either side of the road until he could not see the figure.

Luoxi looked at the dense dense lines on both sides, and the darkness was so dark that he could not clearly see if there were any Tibetan jungles. He was relieved, but he couldn't help being nervous. Yan Jing left safely, maybe no one was on both sides of the road, or maybe the ambush did not suspect him.

After waiting for a while, she saw that an old man had also walked out of the county, before she set off, breathing tightly, and headed out.

After leaving the last house in the county town, it was okay, and I walked a few steps further. It was still okay. Just when Luoxi felt that he was away from the most dangerous moment, there was a gust of wind behind him.

"Ah--" Before she turned around, her shoulders were suddenly yanked by her shoulders, and her body was tilted sideways.

Looking at the figure running fast into the city, and touching the empty right shoulder, Luoxi reacted, and someone grabbed her baggage. The next moment, there was a cold in the neck.

A man in black stood on her side, holding a sword against her neck, and another man in black pulled open her front, exposing the white coat inside, which caused her to scream.

"Princess Luoxi? Say, what about Yan Jing?"

The man in black pulling her clothes did not take the next step, but asked such a sentence in one bite.

It turned out that these two people were not robbing the color, but ambushed at the intersection waiting for them. Yan Jing was right, and tried to hide them, but ... she encountered an accident and did not cope with the accident so that they could hear that she was a man in disguise.

She didn't speak, and the sword moved closer, even making her feel as if she had cut her skin.

"Say, Yan Jing?" The man in black spoke again.

"I ... I don't know." Luoxi knew, death, in a flash, she couldn't go ahead and meet Yan.

Without her, he should be able to go to Yangzhou easily. Not only can he escape from birth, but he can also find out the people behind the scene, and Yangzhou is also clear. Today he also asked if she would be sad if he died, but now she also wants to know what will happen to him after she dies.

Three years after he was married to him, she did not regard herself as Mrs. Yan, but as his wife. She scolded him, hated him, used the technique of witchcraft on him, harmed him with incense, made him suffer from gossip, and harmed him to such a field. Such her ... there seems to be nothing to make him nostalgic. She is dead, he is still his prime minister, he can still marry Nanping, or marry another woman, or he can let that woman give him a baby ... he will not change anything ... she does n’t want it, does n’t want it, does n’t want it. Dead, leaving him to others, he is her pony, her husband, obviously her ... A black shadow flashed in front of him, a special voice came into his ears, and Luoxi was shocked .

This sound, special but familiar, is the sound of the sword piercing the body. When she reacted and looked sideways, she saw that the black man holding the sword against her neck had a blood stain under her neck, and on the other side, a machete was pulled out of the black man who pulled her clothes. , Blood splashed, and the man in black collapsed to the ground.

Also standing on the side is the scimitar master, Yan Jing.

"... Yan Jing ..."

Luoxi couldn't believe it, but Yan Jing in front of him didn't reply, but fell on her all at once.

"Are you all right?" He asked, panting with one hand on his chest.

Luoxi held him up and cried for a long while, "You came ... how did you come ... I thought I was going to die, I thought I was going to die ..."

"It's alright ... Dragging the corpses on the ground into the woods, we leave immediately." Yan Jing breathed heavily.

Luoxi touched his chest, his palms were really hot. He bleeds again. The doctor said that although he didn't hurt his life, he could no longer lose blood. Too much blood loss would make it difficult to treat ... He now started again, and made the wound bleed again.

Luoxi cried and helped him to the side of the road against the tree. While wiping tears, he tried his best to drag the dead on the ground. She knew she could, only the bodies of two people, just the bodies of two bad people, she had the courage and strength.

This time, her movements were relatively fast, and as soon as she pushed the body into the bush, she supported Yan Jing. "How are you? Don't die, don't die ..."

Yan Jing laughed roughly. "How come you always think about me dying? I'm dead. You can't get anything here ..."

"I ..." Realizing his ease of doing things, Luoxi cried while carrying him on his shoulders, "Don't talk, stop talking ..."

"Okay, I don't speak ... Help me, go forward ... They will find that the two are dead tomorrow morning ... They will chase in this direction, and we will rush to the next village when dawn."

In the dark night, she couldn't see a ray of light, and could not hear a voice. She looked for him and walked forward. When she saw him for a long time, she would call him worriedly, for fear that he would suddenly lose his heavy breath When he spoke, she was afraid that he would have exerted his energy ... In fact, she knew that he was already very weak. On several occasions, he really had to sleep like that ... She was crying, hoping that she would have strength. Can quickly run forward with him behind him, can quickly put him down, wrap him up with a wound, give him medicine ... At five o'clock, they met a village and knocked on the door to buy the only donkey in the village. On the afternoon of the second day, I went to the town again. The road to Hehua Town was flooded. They had to rent a boat at a high price with the last silver in their body to go to the other side.

Luoxi tore the steamed buns into small pieces and fed them to Yan Jing's mouth, and the tears flowed down again.

Hehuahuahualianhuahe. In this trip, you have to use a lot of silver to do anything to help you. Until the end, looking at the few pennies in your hand and buying the last two buns, Luoxi did not know how important money is, even if A few copper plates are also good.

There was no more jewelry on her body, and the burden was taken away again. The only silver in her arms paid the donkey and the boat money, and there was no more. I wondered what to do when I got off the boat.

Yan Jing's face was gone, and the steamed buns swallowed very hard.

Looking at the gradually westward sun, Luoxi finally said: "What the **** do we do in Hehua Town? What do we do when we arrive? We ... we have no money."

Yan Jing said softly: "Relax, it will be fine when you arrive at Hehua Town, and someone will save us by then."

"Why? Don't lie to me. You always lie to me. In such a place, who will save us?"

"Because ..." Yan Jing leaned his head to look at the end of the water, his face was soft, and he looked at Luoxi Road: "Hehua Town is my home."

Luoxi opened his mouth wide, and his hand holding buns froze in midair.

"You ... home? Is your home here?"

Yan Jing nodded, and the falling stream immediately looked into the distance. Under the sunset, the trees were towering, the houses were hidden, and the smoke was burning. She forgot. He said that the family is here, but he didn't mention it after coming here. Now, is he going home?

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