Wang Pingping's heart thumped, and the heat surged, and her whole body seemed to be full of strength. She jumped off the carriage in one step and ran towards the front desperately.
The coachman was stunned for a moment, then screamed, shouted loudly, and then stopped abruptly.
Although the swords and swords in front were not close, they were not very far away. People there were all riding horses, but their position was quite smooth. The other party seemed to be able to come in a blink of an eye.
The coachman was worried that the sound was too loud, so he alarmed the other party again.
He has old men and young men, so he can't die!
The woman and the maid in the car were stunned for a while, and they trembled all over. They jumped out of the car and stumbled and chased after him. The whole family was born to the Wang family. If the little lady was lost, it would not be enough to lose her life.
At this time, the distant hillside was already retreating step by step.
There were about a dozen people protecting a middle-aged man, two old men, a few female relatives, and a few young boys fighting and retreating, heading towards the hillside where Gu Xiang and others were, only halfway through the flowers and trees, seeing Gu Xiang and others, the group of people paused.
Xueying exclaimed: "It's like the military's Kung Fu posture. I remember they came to our place to ask for the little lady's food."
Gu Xiang nodded, and while he was pondering, the snow eagle had already jumped to the bow of the boat and fell down the hillside with the wind.
The young man on the boat had not reacted, and he didn't even have time to let the fear spread. Xueying slashed at the densely packed black clothes and horses.
In an instant, the dark shadow was dug in from the left back.
Gu Xiang stood on the boat, but he couldn't see it clearly. The other young men and ladies looked over in a daze, but they only saw the hazy vision.
"Snow Eagle is so... beautiful."
The snow eagle seemed to be shining. No one could see the person running away in a panic at first sight, nor could they see the fierce killer. As long as the snow eagle is there, everyone would only see her.
Gu Xiang flashed his eyes gently, lay on the side of the boat and stared at Xueying's movements with great pleasure, and suddenly felt that if he could paint, he would be able to write poetry.
(Li Sheng: "...")
What a pity that the world cannot see such a scene before us.
Gu Xiang exhaled and turned to the young man beside him. The young ladies said, "If you have poetic nature, why not write a poem?"
When she reminded her, Lu Rong was indeed very excited.
Even Zhang Yun was shocked and couldn't help but have the urge to write poetry. During these years, she was very reluctant to write at poetry meetings.
Zhang Yun has always told herself that writing poetry requires you to express your feelings. When writing poems at poetry meetings, you are perfunctory. How can you have good sentences?
Today, she is not repulsive about the proposition writing poetry at all.
The little ladies and young men on the boat were fascinated by the sight and forgot to be afraid for a moment. Not far from the boat, Wang Pingping seemed to have forgotten what it was to be afraid.
The mountain wind was howling, and she was so anxious that she was sweating. She gritted her teeth, held her skirt, and ran forward desperately on the mountain road.
She has been very careful in her makeup these days, wearing a long skirt to the floor, so that she can leave a perfect impression on her face when she sees His Majesty. The makeup on her face is even more delicate, and even her slender jade fingers are wearing carefully selected fake nails.
At this moment, she was stumbled on the mountain road, and her face turned red, but she wanted to not wear such light embroidered shoes, let alone such a long skirt. In just a while, she fell twice and her hair was spread out. She almost dared to look down at her skirt hem, thinking that this apricot yellow long skirt must be ugly.
Wang Pingping felt that she had been running for a long time, panting with the stone beside her, gasping for breath. When she saw through the small puddle next to her, she was shocked and quickly tore off her sleeves and rubbed her face hard.
The powder she used on weekdays was naturally good. She lost her bags when she was avoiding those wolves. Now some of the remaining rouge powders are hers, and some are from the maids around her. She looked fine and was not very picky, but now she ran, her face, head, neck, and body were covered with sweat, so her face was naturally in disgrace.
"Wow!"
Wang Pingping couldn't help crying bitterly, crying, but she still refused to give up and struggled to move forward resolutely.
She felt that her legs and feet were no longer her own, and she was heartbroken when she took a step, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
But she couldn't stop. For her father, mother, for everyone in the family, and for her own future, she had to seize this unique opportunity!
"Little lady!"
"Sanniang!"
Wang Pingping's nanny and maid shouted loudly behind her, "Don't be afraid, don't run away, there is no danger, it's really okay, those evil people have been knocked down, don't be afraid."
The shouting sounds were getting closer and closer. Wang Pingping was stunned, blocked her ears and rushed forward. She didn't believe that she was trying so hard that she would save His Majesty no matter what!
Wang Pingping gritted her teeth and quickly accelerated her pace. She plucked up her last bit of strength to rush forward. As she ran, she saw a man in black appearing in front of her. She stamped her feet suddenly, but her body couldn't control her leaning forward. Then her neck hurt and her body twisted, and she was strangled.
"You, come over again, I will strangle her to death!"
The man in black sternly said.
Wang Pingping felt a bloody smell mixed with the smell of sweat. When her neck hurt, she felt blood flowing from her neck. Suddenly, the two fighting spirits were choked, and tears flowed downwards, washing out two trenches on her cheeks.
The Wang family, who finally caught up behind him, was trembling all over when they saw this situation.
Xueying came from afar and chuckled: "Then let's compare? Let's see if you strangle her to death first, or I'll kill you first--"
When the words started, she was still in the valley. When the words were finished, the voice seemed to be close to Wang Pingping's ears.
Wang Pingping only saw a flash of lightning passing by her eyes, and then there was only a large white light in her eyes, and she could not see anything.
A warm thing sprayed on his cheeks, Wang Pingping smeared her face stiffly, and felt a bright red hand. When she looked down, she saw that her clothes were covered with blood: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
As soon as Wang Pingping fell to the ground, she lost consciousness.
Xueying raised her eyebrows and was slightly shocked. She stepped forward and looked from head to toe quietly. Then she drooped her eyebrows and eyes, and said to the people who were crying in the Wang family seriously: "It's not my business."
Chapter completed!