The evil young man secretly smiled bitterly in his heart. He had been practicing martial arts for more than ten years. He never slacked off no matter how cold the winter or the heat was, but he could not defeat Zhao Changyuan no matter what. Perhaps this was the crux of the problem.
The horse bandits, who had lost their heads, suddenly fell into chaos after a period of deathly silence. They removed their weapons and fled in all directions.
Zhao Changyuan unloaded the guy from the horse's butt, then gestured to He Yong to indicate that he was ready to pursue, and then told the evil young man: "I'll leave this to you."
But as soon as he started to chase, Gong Yueyue grabbed his arm. "Don't chase after the enemy, we won't have much to lose, right?"
He guessed that she was worried about her own safety, so he felt warm in his heart, touched her face, and said softly: "Don't worry, madam, this group of thieves can't hurt me. I'll be back soon."
"Don't..." When she tried to persuade her again, he had already withdrawn and chased after her, leaving her with his back getting further and further away.
She sighed helplessly, walked to the horse, took off her water bag and took a sip. The wind and sand became stronger and stronger, making her more and more restless.
The evil young man sensed her emotion and asked with a smile: "You can't bear it, right?"
She didn't speak, she just curled her lips as if in acquiescence.
The evil young man felt a little unbelievable, raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise: "They just wanted to kidnap you back and destroy you, isn't that hateful?"
She also fed the horse some water, then tied the water bag back on, and finally sat down on the ground. "I...it's not that I can't bear it. I just feel that you have to be merciful and merciful. You only have one life."
, you have to give people a chance to change their ways, don’t you think so?”
After hearing what she said, the evil young man asked thoughtfully: "But what if they don't change their ways? Wouldn't that mean they would harm others?"
She nodded, thought about it seriously, and then said: "What you said makes sense, but I always feel that there are priorities in this sentencing, and it is all cut across the board. Isn't it too cruel?" She was also in this situation after all.
How many days did the law enforcement agencies of the era work? How could there be a saying in the current laws that anyone who breaks the law would be beheaded?
Hearing what she said, the evil young man laughed helplessly, looked around, and said calmly: "Sentencing... Normally, your big white goose might still have such patience. But look at our situation now."
Gong Yueyue also looked at the flying sand all around her, and said with some embarrassment: "To put it this way, I am indeed being too pretentious." As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes fell on the person not far behind the evil young man.
On that whole corpse...
"Ahhh...oh my god...it's so scary!" She suddenly jumped up from the ground like a carp, ran behind the tall horse, and held on to the saddle tightly. At this moment, this big monster gave her a hard time.
The greatest sense of security.
Her move not only frightened the horses and camels, but also made the bad boy confused and confused. "What's wrong? You were so startled?"
She poked her head out from behind the horse's butt and pointed at the corpse behind the evil young man: "Why did he move? He's lying, ahhh... help!" She screamed and stamped her feet, wanting to get on the horse's back and run away.
Just run away without a trace.
The evil young man laughed in his heart, a woman is a woman after all. He didn't need to look back to know that it was just Zheng Zhao's rigor mortis reaction. But when he really turned around to see what was going on, he immediately turned to her and said loudly: "You
Come to me!"
Only then did Gong Yueyue realize that if something happened, what use would that broken horse do? It would be better to join Dongdu Xia! Thinking of this, she quickly flashed to the evil young man's side.
The evil young man pointed at the corpse and said to her: "Look carefully, it's not him that's moving, it's the sand around him that's moving."
As a result, she became even more nervous: "Ah? No!" If it was a ghost, they might be able to give it a try, but if it was an attack from nature, what should they do?
The evil young man touched his lips and smiled bitterly: "Now we are in trouble."
"What...what happened? It can't...can't be...a sandstorm, right?" She was nervous and incoherent, her lips turning white. But Zhao Changyuan was not around at this moment.
The bad boy carefully observed the surrounding sky and the movement of the sand flow, and said calmly: "I think it is a sign."
"What should we do?" She tried to stay calm, but her mind went blank.
The evil young man saw her deep fear and couldn't bear to tease her. He said firmly and calmly: "We must find a place to take shelter. Just now, the big white goose said that the following is the Orchid Valley. I will take you there first."
She immediately asked: "What about them?"
"The big white goose knows this place better than both of us, and will definitely find a way to protect himself. We have to escape this disaster first, and then we can talk about anything else." He said as he led the camel and horse together.
Gong Yueyue pulled the horse's rope and calmed down. "I'll lead the horse, and you lead the camel."
He tied the camel with a horse rope and tied two bundles to her arms. "It's too slow. I'll take you there first." After saying that, he took her wrist and ran towards the Orchid Valley.
The wind and sand were getting denser and denser, and Gong Yueyue kept falling down, and was pulled up by the bad boy to continue walking. It was not that her legs were weak and delicate, but that a lot of sand had blown into her eyes, and her vision was blurry.
The evil young man suddenly stopped and shouted into the air as if talking to himself: "Big White Goose, brother, I can't help you anymore!" After saying that, he picked up Gong Yueyue's arm and carried her on his shoulders like rice.
superior……
Gong Yueyue's feeling at this moment was like drinking a pound of Erguotou. She couldn't see or hear, her brain was congested, and her consciousness was confused. She could only feel that she was moving rapidly in the flying sand. She didn't know where her direction was pointing.
She doesn't know what kind of misfortunes she is about to face. She only has one prayer in her heart - to live, regardless of herself, Zhao Changyuan, Bad Young Master or He Yong.
When she was placed on the ground by the evil young man, she rubbed her eyes and found that she was on the top of a small stone city tower.
After the evil young master settled her properly, he said, "Just wait here, and I'll bring the horse and camel over."
She quickly stopped him: "Don't go! It's too dangerous!"
He smiled faintly, with a gentle but firm tone: "It doesn't matter, it looks like there's still time, I should try anything! Maybe I can meet the big white goose." After saying that, he walked around Gong Yueyue and stepped on the stone wall.
Leaping down, like an eagle soaring in the desert...
"You must...live." She shouted to the sound and shadow getting further and further away from the tower. "You must come back alive!"
She has experienced life and death, and perhaps the shock of death is not the biggest fear for her. Of course, saying this does not mean that she regards death as home. After all, she now has children, a husband, best friends, and a family, and her quality of life is rich and happy.
There are more and more things that she can't let go of. But in comparison, the biggest suffering she is facing is not death itself, but dying alone and despairing with worries about her lover and friends.
She hugged the cold stone wall and kept mumbling to herself: "Mr., where are you? I'm so scared..." If she had known this would happen, she should have said nothing to force Zhao Changyuan to stay. Although he was very likely to stay.
There was a way to take He Yong through this sandstorm, but she was worried that with his temperament, he would probably be looking for her in the desert like a headless fly.
Fortunately, He Yong was by his side. At the critical moment, this loyal subordinate still had a way to stabilize his temper. Thinking of this, she felt a little more at ease.
However, another haze was getting thicker and thicker in her heart. "Bad boy... are you still alive?" She said to herself uneasily in the direction where the bad boy was going.
Although she has never experienced a sandstorm in person, she has learned from novels, the Internet and movies about the horror of natural disasters in the desert, which can devour lives in just an instant.
The face of the evil young man and Du Ruotong's face flashed back and forth in her mind. She could not imagine how Du Ruotong would survive the rest of his life if something happened to the evil young man.
She even dared not speculate on whether the young and vivid life of the bad boy was still continuing or had died...
There was already chaos below the city tower, and the sand flow was rolling and moving crazily at the speed of waves crashing on the shore. For a moment, she even felt confused, thinking that she was on a lone sail in the vast sea.
The temperature is getting lower and lower as time goes by. But neither the gravel blowing across her face nor the biting cold wind getting into her clothes can distract her from her fear. She sometimes looks up at the dark clouds
Sometimes she lowered her head to look down at the turbulent sand waves under the lonely sky, and suddenly realized that it seemed that the level of the sand waves was quietly approaching her...
Now that the matter has reached this juncture, it is useless to be afraid or worried. It is a narrow escape anyway, and she, Gong Yueyue, does not intend to sit still and wait for death. She forces herself to be calm and warns herself clearly, her Zhao Changyuan, her friends with special skills
We may all be struggling for their own lives now. There is no hero in her life at the moment. She must be her own savior.
She ran around the city tower and found that the level of sand flow around the stone city was basically the same, but the situation in the east seemed slightly better than in the west. After all, the sandstorm was advancing from west to east, so she stayed in the east city.
On the roof, I hope to buy myself more time to make the next step.
"Calm down, calm down, Gong Yueyue, this is not the end."
"Even bullets can't kill you. You have to keep up the good work and you will find a way."
"When God closes your door, he must have left you a window. But... where did he leave it?"
"Calm down, there must be a way out..."
She murmured to encourage herself, and like a greedy snake, she was groping around in this limited space without stopping for a moment. She unexpectedly discovered that in this seemingly lifeless situation, her fear and worry were actually
There is no trace. What remains is only the belief in survival and a strong fighting spirit as strong as death. (To be continued)