Wuyue and Qing'er were lying in the grass nest until the hour of the morning, but Harina still did not appear. It had been so long. It seemed that she had either been caught or was afraid to lead the man in black back, so she did not dare to come to him. I hope it was the latter situation... He thought anxiously, if she was a girl who knew how to do martial arts, if she was caught, I wonder how those killers would abuse her?
He couldn't help but feel anxious and had the urge to find her. He endured the severe pain in his legs and feet. With Qing'er's support, he climbed up on the horse's back with great difficulty. He looked down at his legs and feet. He couldn't help but sigh, what could he do to find her? He would just implicate her if he looked like this.
He glanced at Qing'er with red eyes. Whoever got involved in his life was unlucky!
I thought in my heart, where should I place her?
Unexpectedly, she said: Next time it's my turn to lure away those bad guys for the young master
Looking at her small and thin body, Wuyue curled her lips disdainfully, thinking to herself, I'm afraid even a blind man wouldn't be so stupid that he would take you as me to chase you!
He finally asked her to climb onto the horse and rode her horse to the northeast direction.
The bumps on the horse's back made his legs and feet painful, but he didn't dare to run too slowly. If the people in the embroidered clothes pavilion discovered it would be troublesome.
When he passed the sweat department, he did not dare to go to the herdsmen's house to stay and eat the top. He only used dry food to fill his hunger and went to the stream to drink water to quench his thirst.
He and Qing'er hid and hid along the way. If there was any movement, they would quickly find a place to hide.
However, no matter how cleverly he hid, the black-clothed killers stared at him like this dog-skin plaster beside him, and could never get out!
He couldn't figure it out. One day, he saw a peregrine falcon flying down from a high altitude, diving and rushing to catch a grassland yellow rat. He thought to himself, there are so many yellow rats on the grassland, no wonder there are so many peregrine falcons, and you can see one or two for food in the sky every day
What he didn't know was that the Embroidered Clothes Pavilion and the Black-clad Killers were hovering in the air with more than a dozen well-trained peregrine falcons. No matter where he hides at night, once he and Qing'er appeared after dawn, they would soon be discovered by the peregrine falcons and flew back to attract their master immediately, resulting in him being unable to get rid of the pursuers and being followed and killed all the way.
Eight days later, early in the morning, the sunrise in the east dyed the prairie golden, and the puzzled situation again appeared. He had learned from Harina to lie on the grass and listened to the movements in the distance. With the intuition he had honed from the great escape along the way, he found that the group of people in the embroidered garment pavilion had followed again, and initially judged that the group was coming in this direction, seven or eight miles behind him!
There is no other way except to ride a horse
These embroidered men and black men seemed to have been scattered in this area, and they searched everywhere. At about noon, they ran from the front and intercepted him.
He had nowhere to escape, and he was unwilling to show weakness and shouted: Girl hold my waist tightly!
He hugged the horse's neck tightly with his left hand, drew out the scimitar with his right hand, and rushed towards the two of them with a thunderous force, slashing and slashing!
The man in black had a very strange sword move, and he kept his moves away from his neck and chest and other vital parts. He had been following his eldest sister and Beifeng for a long time and learned a sword technique that was not afraid of death. When he took action, he was magnificent and intimidating. He forced the two killers in black to shrink their hands and feet a little.
After the first round of the fight, the horse heads of both sides were barely intertwined due to the inertia of running. Since the two men in black rushed towards him with horns, he stepped down and could only pass through the opponent's two horses.
The galloping horse was hedging head-on quickly, but the man in black took a quicker move. After the opponent on the right retracted his sword, he immediately shook out a few sword flowers at an incredible angle, and stabbed him in the throat!
This is the usual style of the killers in black, and the moves are always the key to the opponent!
Wu Yue was shocked. He never expected that the opponent would take action so quickly and the angle of attack was so strange. He stabbed upward from his right and back bottom. If he wanted to block it at this angle, it would be difficult to use force. Even if he intercepted it in the middle, he would not be able to block the opponent's fierce momentum!
In desperation, he had to turn to the left and raise his right arm. The opponent's sharp sword suddenly slashed across his right arm, and dragged it backwards, and blood suddenly flowed!
Almost at the same time, the opponent's sword on the left was also handed out at the same time, and suddenly stabbed him at the Zhangmen point under the left rib. The move was quick and accurate, and it was also a fatal move!
At this time, his body was barely tilted to the left, and his right hand was beyond reach. He sank his left arm without thinking and cut it down. He turned his left elbow heavily on his opponent's wrist, making him almost unable to hold the sword in his hand!
The three horses finally crossed. They had just dealt with the man in black on the left. Wu Yue felt another gust of wind in the right rear. He couldn't help but secretly shocked the opponent's reaction speed. After scratching his right arm, he still had time to take action. If he turned around and refused to fight the enemy, he had no time to run wildly and lowered his upper body. He could only hope that the Buddha would bless him and let the opponent's sword tip be too long.
But Qing'er's muffled groan came from behind him, obviously she was already injured!
He was very anxious and ran wildly, hoping to get rid of these two men in black as soon as possible
However, the opponent quickly turned around and chased after him. There were two people on this horse, so he naturally ran a little slower than his opponent. The distance between the chaser and the escapee gradually narrowed.
From ten, eight, five zhang gradually approaching to only one zhang, it is just about the length of the horse body and the ponytail. Wu Yue has no other way except to turn around to meet the enemy!
He turned his horse's head and stood still in front of the two rushing horses. The sword tip on the left side pierced his forehead like a golden rainbow, and the sharp sword blade on his right hand swept across with a cold light. Even if the fierce and strange sword force could not be opened to his waist and abdomen, causing his stomach to break into the intestines, it would hurt the love behind him!
He was desperate and desperate, only attacking but not defending, gathering his muscles, gritting his teeth and stepping on the stirrups, facing the left sword tip with his thick left shoulder, lifting his right leg to resist the blade swinging from his right hand, but when he heard the sound of sharp blade cutting meat came one after another, his skin suddenly burst into pieces, and blood thundered!
Qing'er behind her exclaimed: Young Master!
Regardless of the pain, he suddenly clamped the tip and blade of the sword that was trapped in it. The scimitar waved out, and a cold light flashed. The head of the man in black who rushed past the right fell to the ground. Then he raised the scimitar and shouted, slashed Huashan, and slashed the head of the man in black on the left in half!
In this way, he finally killed two people under the horse with the sword technique of killing one thousand people, which was a 800-year-old man. He had used all his strength, and was injured by swords and was seriously injured. However, there were a large number of pursuers following him in the distance, so he could not have a rest time.
He reluctantly lay on the horse's back and gathered the two horses of the man in black in order to change his horse on the way to escape. With Qing'er's support, he fled to the northeast and planned to go straight to Murong's fiefdom. Since he could not get rid of these people no matter how he hid, he simply stopped hiding and hiding, and just rode his horse and ran wildly.
This way, the three horses were transferred to the market, and the speed was much faster, but he could not get off the horse and rest for a long time. For him, he was injured all over. Although Qing'er's sword injury was much lighter, he had no time to bandage it properly, and he bleeded a lot, and the taste was also very bad.
In the afternoon, I had arrived in the eastern part of the Khalkata Prairie and saw a wide river in front of me.
Due to the tight time, the newly added wound on his body was just Qing'er bandaged it with her torn clothes. There was no medicine to stop bleeding on her body, and the blood was flowing all over the horse. The wound could not be closed at all. At this moment, blood still oozed out.
But he felt a little safer here, and he felt relieved. Due to excessive blood flow, he felt dizzy in his mind. He could no longer hold the horse's neck. His body slanted and he dragged his love down from the horse's back.
A burst of heart-wrenching pain came, and cold sweat was flowing all over!
In addition to the pain, he was also panicked. He had already eaten up the dry food. He had not even had a sip of water all the way. Apart from the unbearable hunger, his lips were so thirsty that he had cracked.
Qing'er's condition seemed to be worse than him. Apart from being hit by a sword on her back, most of the things that could satisfy her hunger were given to the young master. She was not so hungry in her childhood begging career!
He and Qing'er struggled to climb to the river, and directly put their mouths towards the water surface, drinking thirsty like wild beasts!
But I feel the river water is clear and sweet, and the nectar and jade liquid at the Peach Banquet of Queen Mother of the West is nothing more than that!
He stopped drinking until his stomach was full. He turned to see that Qing'er had become like a little pregnant woman, but he was still drinking non-stop. He hurriedly stopped him and said: Stop drinking, be careful to be suffocated to death!
She lay on her back and opened her limbs and sighed: The bowl of dog-headed dates that Dad asked for on the East Street of Chang'an that year was so delicious! If I could have another bowl now, I would rather not have my life!
Wuyue was weak and said angrily: Then go back and continue begging for food, don’t follow me! I’m surprised that I have always been in trouble recently, and it’s probably because it’s bad luck on you!
He has mastered the trick. As long as he doesn't hurt her father in his words, she won't be angry if he speaks with no harshness.
Qing'er glared at him, and seemed to have no intention even if she wanted to get angry. She was silent for a while and asked weakly: Young Master, how should we go after crossing the river?
Wuyue frowned and said: I'm surprised. You left your hometown with your father and fled to famine before you can remember. Why is Mizhi's accent so strong? Listen to me, it's completely standard official language.
Qing'er: I'm used to listening to my father, so I'll naturally bring some local accent, but don't be proud, do you have to listen to official words? Pay attention to see if it's more standard than you say
She was so hungry that she was dizzy. She had the strength to really say a lot
That's right, it's really very standard, Wu Yue has to feel ashamed of himself
Qing'er continued: I have been wandering around the world for many years, and I can learn the local dialect of all over China, and I can learn more like locals than locals. Do you believe it?
This girl is really bragging and doesn't make drafts, Wuyue doesn't bother to pay attention to her
Qing'er continued regardless of the matter, first spoke a major place name, and then spoke a local dialect. Hunan dialect was indeed more spicy than hot girls, Cantonese was more obscure than those who made a living by fishing, and Sichuan dialect was more funny than those in Bashan and Shushui...
There are countless such things, what else can Wuyue say besides being convinced?
But every time I argue, I always end up losing, which is really depressed!
I always feel unwilling to accept it, and I curled my lips and said disdainfully: Are you wandering around the world? I think it is begging all over the world!
He couldn't help but feel anxious and had the urge to find her. He endured the severe pain in his legs and feet. With Qing'er's support, he climbed up on the horse's back with great difficulty. He looked down at his legs and feet. He couldn't help but sigh, what could he do to find her? He would just implicate her if he looked like this.
He glanced at Qing'er with red eyes. Whoever got involved in his life was unlucky!
I thought in my heart, where should I place her?
Unexpectedly, she said: Next time it's my turn to lure away those bad guys for the young master
Looking at her small and thin body, Wuyue curled her lips disdainfully, thinking to herself, I'm afraid even a blind man wouldn't be so stupid that he would take you as me to chase you!
He finally asked her to climb onto the horse and rode her horse to the northeast direction.
The bumps on the horse's back made his legs and feet painful, but he didn't dare to run too slowly. If the people in the embroidered clothes pavilion discovered it would be troublesome.
When he passed the sweat department, he did not dare to go to the herdsmen's house to stay and eat the top. He only used dry food to fill his hunger and went to the stream to drink water to quench his thirst.
He and Qing'er hid and hid along the way. If there was any movement, they would quickly find a place to hide.
However, no matter how cleverly he hid, the black-clothed killers stared at him like this dog-skin plaster beside him, and could never get out!
He couldn't figure it out. One day, he saw a peregrine falcon flying down from a high altitude, diving and rushing to catch a grassland yellow rat. He thought to himself, there are so many yellow rats on the grassland, no wonder there are so many peregrine falcons, and you can see one or two for food in the sky every day
What he didn't know was that the Embroidered Clothes Pavilion and the Black-clad Killers were hovering in the air with more than a dozen well-trained peregrine falcons. No matter where he hides at night, once he and Qing'er appeared after dawn, they would soon be discovered by the peregrine falcons and flew back to attract their master immediately, resulting in him being unable to get rid of the pursuers and being followed and killed all the way.
Eight days later, early in the morning, the sunrise in the east dyed the prairie golden, and the puzzled situation again appeared. He had learned from Harina to lie on the grass and listened to the movements in the distance. With the intuition he had honed from the great escape along the way, he found that the group of people in the embroidered garment pavilion had followed again, and initially judged that the group was coming in this direction, seven or eight miles behind him!
There is no other way except to ride a horse
These embroidered men and black men seemed to have been scattered in this area, and they searched everywhere. At about noon, they ran from the front and intercepted him.
He had nowhere to escape, and he was unwilling to show weakness and shouted: Girl hold my waist tightly!
He hugged the horse's neck tightly with his left hand, drew out the scimitar with his right hand, and rushed towards the two of them with a thunderous force, slashing and slashing!
The man in black had a very strange sword move, and he kept his moves away from his neck and chest and other vital parts. He had been following his eldest sister and Beifeng for a long time and learned a sword technique that was not afraid of death. When he took action, he was magnificent and intimidating. He forced the two killers in black to shrink their hands and feet a little.
After the first round of the fight, the horse heads of both sides were barely intertwined due to the inertia of running. Since the two men in black rushed towards him with horns, he stepped down and could only pass through the opponent's two horses.
The galloping horse was hedging head-on quickly, but the man in black took a quicker move. After the opponent on the right retracted his sword, he immediately shook out a few sword flowers at an incredible angle, and stabbed him in the throat!
This is the usual style of the killers in black, and the moves are always the key to the opponent!
Wu Yue was shocked. He never expected that the opponent would take action so quickly and the angle of attack was so strange. He stabbed upward from his right and back bottom. If he wanted to block it at this angle, it would be difficult to use force. Even if he intercepted it in the middle, he would not be able to block the opponent's fierce momentum!
In desperation, he had to turn to the left and raise his right arm. The opponent's sharp sword suddenly slashed across his right arm, and dragged it backwards, and blood suddenly flowed!
Almost at the same time, the opponent's sword on the left was also handed out at the same time, and suddenly stabbed him at the Zhangmen point under the left rib. The move was quick and accurate, and it was also a fatal move!
At this time, his body was barely tilted to the left, and his right hand was beyond reach. He sank his left arm without thinking and cut it down. He turned his left elbow heavily on his opponent's wrist, making him almost unable to hold the sword in his hand!
The three horses finally crossed. They had just dealt with the man in black on the left. Wu Yue felt another gust of wind in the right rear. He couldn't help but secretly shocked the opponent's reaction speed. After scratching his right arm, he still had time to take action. If he turned around and refused to fight the enemy, he had no time to run wildly and lowered his upper body. He could only hope that the Buddha would bless him and let the opponent's sword tip be too long.
But Qing'er's muffled groan came from behind him, obviously she was already injured!
He was very anxious and ran wildly, hoping to get rid of these two men in black as soon as possible
However, the opponent quickly turned around and chased after him. There were two people on this horse, so he naturally ran a little slower than his opponent. The distance between the chaser and the escapee gradually narrowed.
From ten, eight, five zhang gradually approaching to only one zhang, it is just about the length of the horse body and the ponytail. Wu Yue has no other way except to turn around to meet the enemy!
He turned his horse's head and stood still in front of the two rushing horses. The sword tip on the left side pierced his forehead like a golden rainbow, and the sharp sword blade on his right hand swept across with a cold light. Even if the fierce and strange sword force could not be opened to his waist and abdomen, causing his stomach to break into the intestines, it would hurt the love behind him!
He was desperate and desperate, only attacking but not defending, gathering his muscles, gritting his teeth and stepping on the stirrups, facing the left sword tip with his thick left shoulder, lifting his right leg to resist the blade swinging from his right hand, but when he heard the sound of sharp blade cutting meat came one after another, his skin suddenly burst into pieces, and blood thundered!
Qing'er behind her exclaimed: Young Master!
Regardless of the pain, he suddenly clamped the tip and blade of the sword that was trapped in it. The scimitar waved out, and a cold light flashed. The head of the man in black who rushed past the right fell to the ground. Then he raised the scimitar and shouted, slashed Huashan, and slashed the head of the man in black on the left in half!
In this way, he finally killed two people under the horse with the sword technique of killing one thousand people, which was a 800-year-old man. He had used all his strength, and was injured by swords and was seriously injured. However, there were a large number of pursuers following him in the distance, so he could not have a rest time.
He reluctantly lay on the horse's back and gathered the two horses of the man in black in order to change his horse on the way to escape. With Qing'er's support, he fled to the northeast and planned to go straight to Murong's fiefdom. Since he could not get rid of these people no matter how he hid, he simply stopped hiding and hiding, and just rode his horse and ran wildly.
This way, the three horses were transferred to the market, and the speed was much faster, but he could not get off the horse and rest for a long time. For him, he was injured all over. Although Qing'er's sword injury was much lighter, he had no time to bandage it properly, and he bleeded a lot, and the taste was also very bad.
In the afternoon, I had arrived in the eastern part of the Khalkata Prairie and saw a wide river in front of me.
Due to the tight time, the newly added wound on his body was just Qing'er bandaged it with her torn clothes. There was no medicine to stop bleeding on her body, and the blood was flowing all over the horse. The wound could not be closed at all. At this moment, blood still oozed out.
But he felt a little safer here, and he felt relieved. Due to excessive blood flow, he felt dizzy in his mind. He could no longer hold the horse's neck. His body slanted and he dragged his love down from the horse's back.
A burst of heart-wrenching pain came, and cold sweat was flowing all over!
In addition to the pain, he was also panicked. He had already eaten up the dry food. He had not even had a sip of water all the way. Apart from the unbearable hunger, his lips were so thirsty that he had cracked.
Qing'er's condition seemed to be worse than him. Apart from being hit by a sword on her back, most of the things that could satisfy her hunger were given to the young master. She was not so hungry in her childhood begging career!
He and Qing'er struggled to climb to the river, and directly put their mouths towards the water surface, drinking thirsty like wild beasts!
But I feel the river water is clear and sweet, and the nectar and jade liquid at the Peach Banquet of Queen Mother of the West is nothing more than that!
He stopped drinking until his stomach was full. He turned to see that Qing'er had become like a little pregnant woman, but he was still drinking non-stop. He hurriedly stopped him and said: Stop drinking, be careful to be suffocated to death!
She lay on her back and opened her limbs and sighed: The bowl of dog-headed dates that Dad asked for on the East Street of Chang'an that year was so delicious! If I could have another bowl now, I would rather not have my life!
Wuyue was weak and said angrily: Then go back and continue begging for food, don’t follow me! I’m surprised that I have always been in trouble recently, and it’s probably because it’s bad luck on you!
He has mastered the trick. As long as he doesn't hurt her father in his words, she won't be angry if he speaks with no harshness.
Qing'er glared at him, and seemed to have no intention even if she wanted to get angry. She was silent for a while and asked weakly: Young Master, how should we go after crossing the river?
Wuyue frowned and said: I'm surprised. You left your hometown with your father and fled to famine before you can remember. Why is Mizhi's accent so strong? Listen to me, it's completely standard official language.
Qing'er: I'm used to listening to my father, so I'll naturally bring some local accent, but don't be proud, do you have to listen to official words? Pay attention to see if it's more standard than you say
She was so hungry that she was dizzy. She had the strength to really say a lot
That's right, it's really very standard, Wu Yue has to feel ashamed of himself
Qing'er continued: I have been wandering around the world for many years, and I can learn the local dialect of all over China, and I can learn more like locals than locals. Do you believe it?
This girl is really bragging and doesn't make drafts, Wuyue doesn't bother to pay attention to her
Qing'er continued regardless of the matter, first spoke a major place name, and then spoke a local dialect. Hunan dialect was indeed more spicy than hot girls, Cantonese was more obscure than those who made a living by fishing, and Sichuan dialect was more funny than those in Bashan and Shushui...
There are countless such things, what else can Wuyue say besides being convinced?
But every time I argue, I always end up losing, which is really depressed!
I always feel unwilling to accept it, and I curled my lips and said disdainfully: Are you wandering around the world? I think it is begging all over the world!
![[Historical fiction] Boudoir fun - mature woman, plot, wife](/templates/nvshen/themes/img/thumb_1.png)