Watching the carriage go away much faster than when it came, the sergeant on duty frowned and turned around.
The suburbs of the city on summer nights are filled with the sweet fragrance of vegetation and soil.
Wei Cheng bent one leg and lay lazily on the grass.
When I woke up, I was already breaking out in a cold sweat.
Half asleep, half awake, confused.
The heat dissipated, the coldness in his bones spread out, and his hands and feet became limp. He held the handle of the knife and stood up.
Wei Ning, Sheng Qi Yushan and others rushed over, stopped a dozen steps away, dismounted and strode closer.
"General." Wei Ning had a black cloak on his arm, which was given to him.
Wei Cheng glanced at the cloak, frowned, and waved his hands impatiently.
It made him look a little weak for no reason.
He hated this feeling as much as he hated his own body at this moment.
Uncontrollable weakness, weakness.
The heat caused by the tearing wound suddenly reminded him that he was actually the same as those trash waiting to be killed.
It's all a mixture of flesh and blood.
He exhaled hot turbid air, closed his eyes, and opened them again.
"Go back." His voice was hoarse.
A Lin is about to wake up.
Wei Ning picked up the riding crop on the ground and handed it to him.
He took it casually and couldn't help but curl his lips sarcastically when he got on his horse.
Thinking that the child is a shackles for that woman.
As a result, I only trapped myself.
He tightened the reins and the horse neighed.
In the distance, the sky was dark and filled with stars. He squinted at the flying birds.
actually.
No one can trap him.
Only he wants to be trapped.
Kick the horse's belly lightly, and the horse's hooves can be heard in the wilderness.
The man rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong and strong arms.
A feather arrow shot through the air from behind the three of them.
Wei Cheng still looked tired and lazy. He pressed his brow bone with one hand and frowned slightly.
He only tilted his head slightly to avoid the sharp arrow that was shot straight at the back of his neck.
Wei Ning and Yu Shan turned around instantly and found where the arrow came from.
"There is an ambush, more than a dozen people." Wei Ning drew out his knife with a "swipe" sound and whispered.
Yu Shan and Sheng Qi also drew their swords and stood up.
Yu Shan twisted his neck and sneered: "You go first, I'll be behind."
"Why are you walking?" Wei Cheng said hoarsely, lifted up the rhinoceros horn bow hanging on the side of the horse, opened the bow and nocked an arrow, and hit the archer between the eyebrows with an arrow.
"Keep him alive and ask which family he belongs to. After asking him clearly, we can send him to the nine tribes to reunite."
"Yes." The three nodded.
Seeing that the assassin who had deliberately disguised his identity had been exposed, several archers hid behind their swordsmen. The sound of sharp arrows piercing the air was heard endlessly. They waved their swords to block the rain of arrows and retreated into the forest. .
When the assassins saw them entering the woods, they drew their swords and rode their horses to catch up, but no one was seen.
The leader of the assassin glanced around, frowned while holding the knife, and whispered: "Be careful of ambush."
As soon as he finished speaking, three horses galloped from the depths of the jungle. The assassin subconsciously nocked an arrow to shoot, but found that there was no one on the horse. The leader of the assassin felt a chill on his back. Just as he was about to raise his head, a black shadow fell from the sky.
Wei Cheng jumped down from the tree and landed behind him like lightning.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and twisted slightly.
"Click——"
The leading assassin's neck bones were broken in response, and his whole body rolled off his horse in a twisted shape.
Several people around him were suddenly frightened, and even the horses took a few steps back.
Yu Shan and Sheng Qi jumped down at the same time, and the long sword penetrated the assassin's body from above his head. Two more people fell to the ground with their eyes wide open.
"Back off, draw your bow." The second-in-command shouted in a deep voice.
Compared with face-to-face confrontation, attacking from a distance has more advantages.
But Wei Cheng obviously didn't intend to give them a chance to retreat. He jumped up and knocked the nearest man on the horse to the ground. The dead man on the ground turned over and kicked him. He swept his legs and kicked him hard in the chest, easily killing him. Pin him down.
But he did not choose to kill him cleanly with a knife. His face was ferocious, and the pleasure of killing flashed through his eyes. Stone-like fists hit his face one after another. When the man on the ground was dying, his face After a blur, he picked up the knife and stabbed it into his neck.
Blood burst out everywhere.
Someone had already wanted to rescue their companions, but they were stopped by Yu Shan and Sheng Qi, unable to escape at all.
The archer retreated farther and farther and found a hiding place. Only then did his racing heart calm down, and he drew his bow and nocked an arrow.
Shen Yinxiao held the child in one hand and held on to the car window with the other to steady her body.
The further you go, the bumpier the road becomes.
"Faster!" Her heart was beating out of her chest. The groom did not dare to neglect when he heard her urging, and swung the riding whip on the horse's buttocks.
"It's already the fastest..." The groom was sweating on his forehead, "The path we took is not easy to walk on..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp arrow flew towards him and hit the eaves of the carriage with a "whoosh" sound.
The force was so great that the entire carriage shook violently.
Peilin, who had been pouting all the time, was finally frightened by the sudden sound and cried "Wow".
Yin Xiao stiffened.
Could it be that he encountered a robber at this time.
While she was coaxing and patting her child on the back, she poked her head out, pulled out the arrows from the eaves of the carriage, and looked at the paint marks on them by the huge lights in the carriage.
They are not homemade loose arrows made by homeless gangsters. They are made with exquisite craftsmanship and sharp and brand-new arrow clusters. Only those with enough financial and material resources can afford to make them.
She was temporarily relieved.
"Choose another way. It's okay. You're not here to embarrass us."
The coachman was so frightened that he softened his grip and quickly turned the horse's head.
"I promised that we would have to take a detour to change the route, but we can't rush it anymore. It's already the fastest..." the coachman complained. "If the price hadn't been high enough, I really wouldn't have wanted to take this order...my wife and kids are still waiting for me at home..."
Yinxiao ignored it, holding the child and coaxing her gently. He was afraid that she would be bumped around, so she vomited milk in a dull manner, so she opened the car curtain a little to let in fresh air.
She leaned over to the window and looked at the direction where the stray arrow was coming from.
The sound of men and horses fighting and fighting.
Although it was not directed at her, she was inevitably eye-catching with her child at this time, so she still felt a little scared. She grabbed the window edge and glanced outside with a frown.
In the flash of electric light,
He faced a pair of familiar eyes that had appeared in his dreams countless times at midnight.
The corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and the obsidian-like eyes were cold, dazzling, and without any warmth.
She thought she had seen it wrong.
His heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously hugged the child in his arms tightly.
"Dad..." Peilin started to cry again, struggling with his mouth pursed.
Yin Xiao felt sad and coaxed bitterly: "My mother is here."
I probably saw it wrong.
Why is he here at this time?
Those eyes originally just glanced at the carriage that was gradually moving away, but suddenly paused when they turned their heads.
Wei Cheng was originally sitting astride the horse. After his eyes swept over the carriage that suddenly broke in, he continued to lower his head and wipe the blood stains on the back of his hands.
He suddenly paused for a moment.
The next moment, he suddenly turned around and stared at the carriage that was driving away.
Without hesitation, the man turned his horse around and chased the carriage.
"Go back when you're done."
"I'm going to catch someone." He stuck out his tongue and pressed it against his back teeth. A burst of blood rushed to his head. In an instant, all the irritability and fatigue disappeared without a trace with the wind, and his eyes were full of bloody excitement and trembling.
