"Damn it, what are you doing, you idiot?! @#￥%##!"
A series of unbearable curses, accompanied by strong shaking, the barbarian leader tightened the reins with all his strength, and his veins popped out.
He tried to calm down the horse, but it obviously had little effect.
Its vital parts were severely injured, the pain was uncontrollable, and it ran and flailed randomly.
He saw that keeping Zheng Quchi would be a disaster, and he became angry. He picked up the thin and sick girl with one arm and threw her towards the edge of the cliff, intending to throw her to death.
Zheng Quchi's eyes widened, he struggled and grabbed on, refusing to let go and fall.
The biting wind below swirled, ghosts screamed, and the bottomless depths of darkness were so unfathomable that people couldn't help but have endless fear and imagination.
"go to hell!"
But she had already exhausted her strength, and was thrown away by the barbarian with all her strength, like a flimsy paper kite blown by the wind, thrown high...
But the opponent did not miss anything. The horse's hooves galloped messily on the edge of the cliff, skidding and trampling on the edge. The gravel rolled down. He and the horse fell backward together, and fell towards the bottom of the cliff.
The panic of losing his center of gravity made Zheng Quchi subconsciously close his eyes, and there was only one name left in his mind: "Yu Wensheng——"
With a high-pitched scream, she was tightly grasped by a strong hand on her wrist during her rapid fall.
Her body stagnates, and the weightless feeling that makes her hands and feet feel weak and her heartbeat is pinched stops. After she takes a deep breath, she feels like she has just died, covered in cold sweat, and is alive again.
Her trembling eyelashes slowly opened, and her chest rose and fell. No surprise, she saw Yu Wensheng's face.
He also jumped down from a high place. His flowing and elegant robes were blown up by the strong wind, and then fell down as gracefully and as lightly as leaves. He was highly skilled in martial arts and stood on a narrow stone platform with a wonderful posture. , bent his knees and lowered his arms, catching her in time.
Those light brown eyes were like a deer's, round and clear and moist, with a frightened frailty that made one feel pitiful.
Yu Wensheng stared into her eyes, tilted his head, and narrowed his hook-like eyes.
"What do you want me to do?"
"I, I thought I was going to be thrown to death." She replied stupidly.
But at this time, the accident happened in vain. Manzi, who had fallen off the cliff with his horse, actually jumped up from his horse and climbed up the cliff with his agility. However, the sharp and brittle rocks could not withstand his climbing strength.
Therefore, when he saw "Sang Xuanqing" being rescued by Yu Wensheng, he felt so filled with hatred that he jumped over to her desperately.
Just as Zheng Quchi realized that she had been rescued by Yu Wensheng, the next moment, her body sank violently, and she felt that her ankles were tightened by a fierce force.
She lowered her eyes and saw that Manzi was pulling her feet with his arms, using her body to support herself.
Immediately, like countless caterpillars crawling on her body, Zheng Quchi had goosebumps all over her body, and her feet suddenly arched up, but no matter how hard she kicked, she couldn't make him let go.
So, she could only look up at Yu Wensheng and beg, "Don't let me go!"
Naturally, Yu Wensheng did not let go.
Even if one person bears the force of two sinking.
He bent one hand slightly to pull Zheng Quchi's body up a little, and touched the scabbard at his waist with the other hand. With a "stab" sound, the black iron sword was pulled out, and Cen Han's sword light struck. The two people's eyes reflected a bone-deep coldness.
Manzi felt chills all over his body and his pupils tightened.
He cursed loudly at the top: "Yu Wensheng, you are such a monster. No wonder your parents have been cursing you to a bad death until your death. You are still alive... uh ah——"
"Pfft", the blade was like autumn frost, and he swung the sword away. The cold blue sword energy avoided Zheng Quchi and entered downwards, blinding the barbarian's eyes. The inhuman pain made the barbarian wail and scream, subconsciously thinking Cover your bleeding eyes.
But at the last moment, he left one hand to grasp Zheng Quchi's feet and prevent himself from falling.
"Who gave you permission to mention them?"
Yu Wensheng asked him with a smile, a pair of beautiful but gloomy eyes showing a cold light as cold as a sword blade.
"You bastard! Bastard! Do you think no one knows where you came from? You...ahhhh-"
Perhaps knowing that he would not survive today, the barbarian leader used all his strength and hatred to insult Yu Wensheng without any scruples, but his final end was also tragic.
Immortal Dysprosium meteors, cranes croaking and roaring, sword energy striking, and being scraped with thousands of knives, the barbarian's flesh and blood were cut to his bones.
The strong fishy smell stimulated the ends of Yu Wensheng's eyes to turn red. The smile at the corner of his mouth gradually lost control and became crazy. He even forgot that he was still holding Zheng Quchi.
Zheng Quchi looked at the vaguely morbid and crazy expression under his mask at this moment, and felt a chill all over his body.
"Go on, how did I get here? Huh? If you really know, you should understand... a secret should always be a secret. Anyone who tries to reveal the secret will only die miserably."
He no longer gave the opponent a chance to speak, and with a twist of his sword, he cut off the head of the barbarian leader.
Separation of head and body.
With a grunt, his head fell from the top first, and then his body slipped from Zheng Quchi's legs.
Zheng Quchi felt that her bones were almost numb. Every part that had been scratched and crawled by the dead made her want to shake and rub it to get rid of the creepy feeling.
At this time, due to Yu Wensheng's excessive movement just now, a small package of something slipped from the loose skirt of his clothes, and Zheng Quchi subconsciously reached out to grab it.
What's this?
She subconsciously lifted it up and took a look, and found that it was a fine little cloth bag with daisies intertwined with yellow and blue threads on it, and every stitch and thread on it was so familiar to her.
She stared blankly for a moment, then pinched the contents of the bag, which were small hard objects. From the tightly folded mouth of the bag, she could vaguely smell the sweet smell of caramel.
...Yes, this is the candy bag she specially bought for Liu Fengmian after carefully selecting it at the stall.
Why is this thing on Yu Wensheng's body?
She suddenly remembered that Liu Fengmian always had a very special and fragrant fragrance, which seemed to be lingering around him to cover up something.
In the past, she always had a "living Yama" filter for Yu Wensheng, always avoiding him. Whenever she had to meet him, she never dared to keep her eyes on him for three seconds, let alone being so close that she could Smell him.
But not long ago, when she was rescued by him from the barbarians and he held her in his arms, she vaguely smelled a very unique and familiar scent from him.
But at that time, the smell of blood around her was too strong, affecting her judgment.
Now that I think about it, that very special fragrance, which smells faint and almost non-existent from afar, but smells fragrant up close, is the same as Liu Fengmian's.
But...how is this possible?
Maybe it was just that Yu Wensheng picked up Liu Fengmian's candy bag. She couldn't think too much. This kind of fantasy could never happen in real life.
"Be careful, don't dirty my things."
When Yu Wensheng saw her picking up the candy bag he dropped, his eyes were filled with worry that the blood stains on her hands would contaminate his candy bag.
My heart trembled.
Zheng Quchi could not control his whole body trembling.
Perhaps because of doubts in her heart, now that she heard his voice, she felt that if his voice were gentler, lower, and deliberately weak and plain, it would be the same as...Liu Fengmian.
Zheng Quchi asked: "You said...this is yours? Is it filled with maltose?"
In fact, if she wanted to determine whether he was real or not, it was very simple. He was very close to her at the moment, and she was unprepared. All she had to do was reach out and gently lift off his mask...
Yes, when Zheng Quchi imagined this, her hands had already done so.
Suddenly, when that familiar face appeared, Zheng Quchi's eyes froze.
If there are similarities between people in the world, it is common, but...only the two delicate red moles at the corners of his eyes are unique.
The sky that had been gloomy for a long time finally ushered in the last snow of winter. It flew down like falling feathers and jumped into Zheng Quchi's eyes, which were filled with astonishment and shock.
The wind under the valley cliff is biting. When the snowflakes are spinning and falling, they are about to fall on people's shoulders, but they are blown up by a gust of wind, flying higher and farther.
Yu Wensheng's complexion is whiter than snow, his eyebrows and eyes are as strong as makeup, his pupils are as dark as the waves in the shadow of a spring, and his lips are red and glossy, like a soul-eating and greedy ghost in the peach snow.
He tightened his arms in vain, and a strand of hair fell down from his cheek, entangling his thick eyelashes and confusing his bloody eyes.
At this moment, the way he stared at Zheng Quchi had changed, as if he was looking at a dead man who dared to try to break a taboo.
"Who asked you to take off my mask?"
"You forgot, what I just said...a secret should always remain a secret. Anyone who tries to reveal the secret will only die miserably."
"You saw it all, right?"
Originally, for Zheng Quchi's sake, he planned to keep "him" alive, but except for Zheng Quchi, no one in the world could still live after seeing the "Phoenix Tears" on his face.
He doesn't allow anyone to know this secret while still alive.
He lowered his eyes, and after an evil smile emerged from the corner of his mouth, he slowly let go of his hand, letting Zheng Quchi feebly try to tighten his grip, but in the end he could only loosen his grip one finger at a time.
After Yu Wen Sheng was angered by Barbarian's words and affected by Qi and blood, his head hurt. Scenes of disgusting scenes from the past kept impacting his mind. His cold and pale fingers touched the "Phoenix Tears" in the corner of his eyes. The tail is as red as blood.
But he still smiled strangely and cheerfully. The snow fell on his slowly drooping eyelashes. After melting, it slowly fell down his cheeks, like tears and blood.
"Sang Xuanqing, you are not Zheng Quchi. You are not qualified to ask me to break my principles for you."
It was really hard for Zheng Quchi to accept that "Liu Fengmian" was actually the same person as Yu Wensheng. Her mind seemed to be shut down. But when she noticed Yu Wensheng's murderous intention, she suddenly felt like she was shocked. Totally awake.
She raised her eyes, her eyes were indescribably complicated.
She recognized him, but he did not recognize her.
Even after he finished speaking, he would not give "Sang Xuanqing" any chance and would shoot her down with one palm.
"puff--"
Blood welled up in Zheng Quchi's throat, and the wind filled her throat as she fell rapidly. She wanted to open her mouth to speak, but in the end she was hoarse and unable to accurately convey her meaning.
While she was vomiting blood and falling, the sky was filled with white snow, but her red eyes were still staring at him, as if she had seen something unbelievable and unwilling to accept.
The broken and helpless way she stared at him made Yu Wensheng, who was standing on the edge of the cliff staring coldly, feel an inexplicable irritation in his heart.
At this time, an arrogant and cold voice suddenly came from the other side: "Yu Wensheng, you are so cruel. You hold someone but then let go. Isn't this the same as giving others hope and then breaking it with your own hands? Since , if you don’t want her anymore, then ask us in the Julu Kingdom to take her back.”
I saw an iron chain flying down, catching Zheng Quchi who had fallen off the cliff. Then the iron rope was tightened and retracted in vain, and at the same time, the person was thrown to the other side.
On the other side of the cliff, there was a team of nomadic barbarians standing side by side, and Mo Ye from the Julu Kingdom stood side by side. Behind him were heavy soldiers, holding Zheng Quchi, who was seriously injured and unconscious, in his arms.
"She still owes me something very important. When I get the thing, I will give her to the Mo family. You said she killed Gongshu Lan. If I use her to negotiate terms with Gongshu, I should be able to sell her a good one. Price."
Mo Ye did this deliberately to provoke Yu Wensheng. He knew that Yu Wensheng had always wanted to win over Beiyuan Kingdom's Gongshu Jiruo. Unfortunately, Beiyuan Kingdom was a dominant country, so how could he form a clique with him, a small country in Ye Kingdom.
Yu Wensheng looked calm and calm about this sudden change. He originally wanted to kill Sang Xuanqing, but when he saw her rescued by Mo Ye at the critical moment, he didn't seem to feel much disappointment.
When he jumped onto the edge of the cliff, the Xuanjia Army behind him also came in full force, in unison, with sonorous and powerful steps.
However, the two armies gathered here to confront each other, but no one took the lead in attacking. This was because the "Sky Cut" was used as the boundary, with the Beiyuan border to the south and the Ye border to the north. Both sides stayed at each other's borders. There is no violation in it.
He had put on a new mask on his face, and his eyes showed unnecessary emotions. Even at Mo Ye's words, his smiling eyes curled up a bit sarcastically, without worrying at all: "Really? But in my opinion, she I’m afraid I won’t live until that time.”
Based on her current serious injuries, unless the Julu Kingdom is willing to come up with the "holy medicine" to heal her, she won't be able to survive until that time.
"Really? Just wait and see." Moye looked at him across the gap, said a harsh word, then turned around and left with the team to make a truce.
On this trip, although he burned down one of Yuwen Sheng's camps and destroyed part of the frontline defenses, he didn't do anything good. He lost many troops and severely damaged his machinery, so he returned without any success.
After Fu Rong, Wei Yao, Wang Zebang and others cleaned up the mess in Guixuanling, they rushed all the way there.
Fu Rong had something important hidden in his heart. He dismounted more anxiously than anyone else. When he saw that there was no trace of "Sang Xuanqing" around Yu Wensheng, his heart skipped a beat.
"General... where is Sang Xuanqing?!"
Yu Wensheng glanced at the opposite side and smiled softly: "I was taken away by Mo Ye."
Fu Rong's heart tightened: "General!"
"Do you have something to say?" Yu Wensheng looked at him.
Fu Rong swallowed hard: "General, can I ask you a question? Did you give the pair of gold and jade Phoenix Luan bracelets that the old lady gave you back then to others?"
I didn't want to disclose such private matters to outsiders, but Fu Rong's expression at this moment was too frightened and ugly, so Yu Wensheng said: "The Phoenix bracelet is in my hand, and the Luan bracelet is naturally in Madam's hand."
When Fu Rong heard this, he took a step back.
(End of chapter)
