In the second half of the night in late autumn, Zheng Quchi was carried outdoors from the warm charcoal fire room. When the wet chill crawled onto his skin, Zheng Quchi shivered from the cold.
She opened her eyes drowsily, only to feel the hazy scenery in front of her quickly passing behind her.
Zheng Quchi's eyes widened and he suddenly woke up.
It was like a canopy had been set up in the woods, with branches and leaves hanging over them. The bright mid-autumn day was now soaked in a dead light, giving people a somewhat eerie feeling.
In this case, Zheng Quchi's first reaction was to put his hands on his chest, which was about to be dented.
She was so thin that her sternum pressed against the other person's rugged shoulder bones, causing pain.
"Where are you taking me?"
Wei Yao, the captor, was a little surprised when he saw that the other party woke up, but did not scream, let alone struggle violently and fear.
He was still thinking just now, if the other party was too irritable, should he seal her mute point, or simply knock her out with a palm?
But now, it seems that everything is saved.
He was still somewhat disappointed in his heart.
Traveling back in time from modern times, through the accumulation of plots of kidnapping and robbing people in various movies and books, Zheng Quchi could certainly guess their psychology, and naturally he could not give the other party such a chance.
"You are from the camp, right?" she said firmly.
Wei Yao, whose face was covered, was shocked. She didn't know how she guessed it, but she didn't answer and asked instead: "Do you know the person who is chasing after me?"
Is there anyone behind?
Zheng Quchi's vision was affected by the dim environment, which was equivalent to deep myopia, so she couldn't see who was chasing her, but she thought of someone.
Her monitor - Qiu Shaojun.
"So what if we know each other, so what if we don't know each other?" She also imitated him.
Wei Yao smiled.
This cunning little black mouse.
"Why don't you try to resist, maybe that person can arrive in time to save you."
When she was stupid and knew that someone was chasing her, he calmly discussed this with her, obviously not taking her seriously.
"Forget it, my little arms and legs are in danger of falling."
"You are so humble. You are obviously a short and muscular man."
Zheng Quchi choked: "..."
Why is this sentence so familiar?
Wei Yao's foxy eyes curled up, and there was a coldness in his eyes: "It's a feat to be able to follow me for so long, but it's a pity that his lack of knowledge will disturb the adults, so I can only let him stay here."
Zheng Quchi understood what he meant and opened his mouth, but never said anything.
Wei Yao stopped, picked a tall tree, and jumped up. He held his breath and waited. For a moment, there was movement from below.
He held a thin willow leaf blade between his two fingers, and shot it out like lightning. There was a "puff" sound when it penetrated the flesh, and the person below groaned and fell to the ground.
The faint smell of blood spreads in the air.
During the whole process, Zheng Quchi kept her eyes lowered and her whole body tensed, but she didn't make a sound.
Wei Yao suddenly smiled: "Is that your enemy?"
Are they considered enemies?
Forget it, he killed "Brother Qing", and his existence was dangerous and troublesome to her.
If she didn't want to end up with the same fate as "Brother Qing," letting him disappear would be the best way.
"no."
That was all she could say.
Wei Yao didn't say much, and carried her all the way through the forest.
Around the time when her hands and feet were numb from the cold, they finally reached the edge of the forest. When the towering dark silhouette was left behind, they faced the dancing moonlight and the sky full of stars.
The cold wind blew over, the shadows of the trees rustled, and there was only one person standing in the broken mountain stream.
He put his hands behind his hands and looked at the forest in the distance. He was dressed in white clothes with a thin texture that laymen loved, revealing his graceful neck. He was cruising in unlined clothes, and just looking at his back gave him a feeling of ecstasy.
A circle of red gauze reaches the eyes and goes to the back of the head, gently rolled up as thin as clear mist, and fluttering enchantingly when the wind blows it away.
hiss!
What a picture of beauty under the moon.
When Zheng Quchi saw him, he was so excited that he blurted out.
"It's you!"
Wei Yao glanced at her strangely a few times. His mission was accomplished. He bowed in the direction of Yu Wensheng and then quietly retreated.
Yu Wensheng: "You really want to see me?"
These words were neither light nor serious, because the smile was light and slightly ambiguous, coupled with the beautiful color in his eyes, it seemed to be able to take away a person's heartbeat.
"That box!" She rushed up, her eyes eager, and asked with a hint of hope: "Did you give it to Yu Wensheng?"
Yu Wen Sheng looked at her, staring at her for a moment through a layer of gauze, then smiled slightly and said, "How dare you call General Yu Wen by his name so boldly? Aren't you afraid of him?"
Didn't you care before?
Why did she suddenly ask so nervously, did she know something afterward, or was someone instigating her behind her back?
However, he thought that she would start to doubt his identity because of Jiulong's machine box, but he did not expect that she would misunderstand that he was Yu Wensheng's person and send the opened box up.
As his thoughts changed, he felt that things seemed to be getting more and more interesting.
Zheng Quchi woke up immediately after being touched by him.
She thought that this was not modern, and that everyone seemed to be afraid of power. Moreover, although Yu Wensheng had a somewhat cruel personality, he was the patron saint of Ye State. She thought it was an ordinary title, but it might be offensive to others.
She followed the good example and immediately changed her honorific: "This matter is urgent. Have you handed that box to General Yuwen?"
Being aware of current affairs is a small advantage of hers.
Yu Wensheng smiled, inexplicably feeling that she was really obedient.
"Hand it in."
These three words were like a bolt from the blue.
...hope was dashed.
If Shan Bian and the others knew about this matter, she would definitely be treated as a traitor to the Mo family, but how long could this matter be kept hidden?
unless……
"What's wrong? I told General Yuwen about this, and he praised you and thought it was a great achievement."
Seeing her shocked look, he was in a happy mood. He flicked the balls on her head nonchalantly, and they were swaying back and forth, which was very addictive.
"Stop poking. My hair is curly and it's difficult to tie it up."
Yu Wensheng is very tall, she is not even as tall as his shoulders.
After pulling away his hand irritably, Zheng Quchi suddenly thought that the man in front of him must have a close relationship with Yu Wensheng.
Because Yu Wensheng, the important Jiulong organ box, would be entrusted to him for safekeeping, she also saw in him a strong indifference that came from a superior person taking life and death.
Of course, when Shan Bian told her that the Jiulong Machine Box was in the hands of Yu Wensheng, she also wondered whether the man with the red gauze covering his eyes might be Yu Wensheng, but she had seen Yu Wensheng in the camp, and that side of her was very impressive. profound.
She couldn't imagine how someone with such a brutal aura could drown and still be saved by her.
"So you found someone to kidnap me here because of General Yuwen's order?"
"I heard that you can not only understand the style drawings, but you can also modify the drawings without physical reference?"
Hearing this, Zheng Quchi immediately understood why they were looking for her.
But at the same time, she also knew that the opportunity she had been looking for to break the situation had finally arrived.
