"Madman!" Zell screamed deafeningly in his heart.
His hands and feet were numb and stiff from the cold. He was caught off guard, and he and Mo Lingfeng fell straight down. The two of them landed on the snow with a "bang", making a big crater, and rolled forward several times.
The horse was still running forward. Zell was placed under Mo Lingfeng. He immediately rolled his eyes after falling. His left arm was broken. He sweated in pain and knocked his teeth on Mo Lingfeng's gold collar. In the play, In pain, Mo Lingfeng escaped from his shackles.
Zell endured the pain and saw the Nomad Lord catching up. He rolled to his feet and ran forward. At the same time, he circled his right index finger around his mouth and made a rapid whistle.
A Qiang man stabbed out from the side, rode straight towards Zell, and wanted to lift Zell on the horse's back. Suddenly, an arrow came from behind, carrying the wind. He quickly turned around and met the Nomad Qing.
Zell ran forward wildly, playing the tunes used to train horses as he ran, trying to get the horse he had just ridden to come back.
Mo Lingfeng rushed to follow Zell.
The wind was so strong that she staggered around, and the snow reflected the silvery white light, stinging her eyes.
She had a hard time chasing, and Zell, who was running in front, also had a hard time running. From time to time, he would fall into a pit with one foot. He could not keep his balance with one hand, and he was almost running and crawling.
Occasionally, he turned to look at Mo Yefeng. He gritted his teeth with hatred, thinking that he was being targeted by the devil.
Isn't she already safe? Why doesn't she give up?
Madman, this is a madman!
Climbing out of the pit, he blew the whistle quickly again. The wind blew the sound out of tune, and a complete sound could not be heard.
Mo Lingfeng followed closely, refusing to give up and wanted to kill them all.
The two ran out of breath, running and chasing each other on all fours. After Nomad Qing killed the Qiang people who came out, he was also very anxious.
His horse was injured by the Qiang and could no longer be ridden. Mo Lingfeng and the two ran too fast and were already far away from his sight.
He stared at the marks in the snow, spread out his short legs and started to run forward. The more he ran, the more panicked he became.
We can't go any further. The front is Jin Lu's realm. Once he falls into Jin Lu's hands, even if he is a god, he will not be able to save Mo Lingfeng.
He tried his best to catch up, and then he could barely see Mo Lingfeng's back - Mo Lingfeng was small, but he showed a lot of dexterity and jumped forward like a rabbit.
"Girl!" He growled lowly, not daring to speak too loudly. However, as soon as the voice came out, it was immediately carried by the wind, and even he himself could not hear it clearly.
He was so anxious that he was covered in sweat, so he could only stumble forward and run forward. Not far away, he stepped into a big mud puddle and fell to the ground with a bang. When he looked up again, Mo Lingfeng was gone again.
"girl!"
Mo Lingfeng didn't hear Nomad Qing's voice, but his running speed gradually slowed down.
Her face turned red, her mouth opened wide, and she breathed out big puffs of white air. Hot sweat dripped from her temples, and all the hot air on her head was held in her pocket. It was unbearably sultry.
She couldn't run anymore, so she kept on walking forward slowly.
Zell spent a whole night on the run, running all the way from Kaiyuan Fort to here. He was bruised and exhausted, and could only move forward step by step.
The two of them changed from rabbits to tortoises, but neither of them refused to admit defeat and still had to crawl forward. Just when Zell fell to the ground again, Mo Lingfeng suddenly used the last bit of strength to rush forward and jumped forward. , throwing Zell into the snow from behind.
Zell struggled to turn his body and faced Mo Lingfeng. He saw Mo Lingfeng holding a sharp knife, raising it high and stabbing him in the heart. He first raised his right hand to try to block it, and then dropped it without any force.
It was at this moment that Mo Lingfeng saw his face clearly. His hands stopped and a trace of doubt flashed across his face.
It was at this pause that Zell sensed a glimmer of hope. He struck out like lightning and thunder, grabbed Mo Lingfeng's wrist and squeezed hard. The sharp knife immediately came out of his hand and landed on his leather robe. At the same time, he raised his leg. , kicked Mo Lingfeng in the abdomen, causing her to face the sky and fall backwards.
Zell took this opportunity to get up, heard the cry of the Nomad Lord, and saw the figure of the Nomad Lord at the same time.
He moved his tired legs and strode forward without looking back. He thought to himself: "This is a ghost that lingers. Fortunately, the stone god protects him."
Nomad Qing rushed up and helped Mo Lingfeng up. He was exhausted and struggling: "Girl, leave quickly, it's not safe here."
"Let's go." Mo Lingfeng held Nomad Qing's arm, moved his steps, and headed back towards Hengshan. Before he reached Lianhua Fort, he met Yin Nan who was chasing after him.
The group of people returned to Hengshan Fort safe and sound. Mo Lingfeng's legs were limp and he could no longer exert any strength. When he sat in the chair, his whole body kept sliding down.
Chang Long asked Xiao Bing to boil water. Mo Lingfeng held the tea bowl and drank a bowl slowly. His lips were red and his nose was sweating. He finally took a breath and was able to sit down steadily.
Lord Nomad is stronger than her and can still stand.
Xiao Dou ran in and informed Mo Lingfeng that the corpses had been disposed of. Twelve of them were injured on his side, all of them were minor injuries. In addition, the three surviving soldiers from Hengshan Fort should be taken back to Gaoping Village or temporarily stay in Hengshan Fort. ?
Mo Lingfeng always looked thoughtful. When he heard Xiao Dou's words, he said, "Behead him."
Xiao Dou was startled, and subconsciously opened his mouth to plead for mercy for these three soldiers - it was not easy to survive a sneak attack, so why did he have to kill them.
The words were on his lips and he swallowed them back.
Mo Lingfeng seemed to know what he was thinking, and sneered: "It's lazy but not motivated, not advancing when the enemy is seen, and not reporting when attacked. This is called a slack army. How about not killing?"
She leaned over and stared at Xiao Dou: "If anyone behaves like this again, no one will be left alive!"
Xiao Dou's heart skipped a beat and he retreated.
Nomad Qing lowered his head and glanced at Mo Lingfeng. He saw that she had taken off her hair and put it aside. Her hair was mostly wet with sweat and became darker and brighter. Her small face was expressionless, her eyes were half-closed, and there was a layer of fine hair on her forehead. beads of sweat.
She looked at Yin Nan: "Pazi."
Yin Nan quickly took out a white handkerchief and gave it to her. She wiped it from her forehead to her chin, and then threw the handkerchief on the table, showing a heartless indifference.
Nomad Qing averted his eyes and thought: "He is cruel and ruthless."
Mo Lingfeng thought casually: "This Qiang man looks a lot like Wu Jin between his eyebrows."
A few Qiang people escaped and returned to Gaoping Village with their heads without losing their military exploits. Naturally, everyone marked it down and waited to claim the credit together in the future.
After this battle, the fortress was peaceful until the New Year. Mo Lingfeng led the Detachment of Women back to Mo Mansion to celebrate the New Year.
She walked in the door covered in dust, holding the riding whip in her hand, and went straight to the second hall. Yin Bei followed closely and opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, a warmth immediately came out of the room. The charcoal fire and incense filled the room into a warm spring. The two aunts were like two fat quails. They stood by the bed and said blessings to Mo Lingfeng honestly. .
Mo Lingfeng handed the riding whip to Yin Bei, walked quickly to the bed, lowered his head to look at Mo Qianlan, reached out to untie the cloak, took off the fur cloak, put it on the small table beside the bed, and lowered his head. He said: "Brother, I'm back."
