After Zhao Qinghe and other guards advanced several miles, they suddenly saw several people dead on the road ahead, and the road was stained with blood, and they couldn't help but be shocked.
Everyone jumped off their horses to check, but found that the faces of the deceased were all unfamiliar, and no one recognized them.
There were also weapons on the ground, and I couldn't tell whose weapons they belonged to.
Zhao Qinghe was extremely anxious and said in a deep voice: "Get on the horse, hurry up!"
More than a dozen riding horses were whipped into the air, hurriedly and slowly, and finally saw the figure of their own motorcade in front of them.
There are also common people accompanying him, it seems... okay?
Zhao Qinghe and Mao Tao were a little confused, but they put their minds aside.
The procession seemed to be normal, with the official carriages moving forward in an orderly manner, and civilians supporting the elderly and the young. Mrs. Ying was soft-hearted and allowed the old people who could not walk to sit on the carriage, which would save some energy and avoid slowing down the carriage.
Hearing the sound of hoofbeats from behind, the whole team tensed up their nerves. Then they breathed a sigh of relief when they discovered that the person coming was one of their own.
He Chunhua, He Yue and his son came to greet them on horseback. The joy on their faces gradually faded and turned solemn after seeing Zhao Qinghe and others.
After more than thirty people left behind, less than twenty came back.
He Lingchuan was not among them.
He Chunhua's voice became astringent: "Where is Chuan'er?"
He Yue asked at the same time: "Where is my brother?"
"My subordinates are incompetent." Zhao Qinghe glanced at Mao Tao, "When we were evacuating, the eldest young master was hit by a cold arrow, and he and his horse fell off the cliff."
The He family father and son were dull.
A gust of mountain wind blew by, making people's limbs feel cold.
He Chunhua was in disbelief and murmured: "This is wrong! How is this possible?"
He Yue woke up from his dream and shouted: "Nonsense!" He galloped his horse to rush towards the road.
Mao Tao held his reins and said, "Second Young Master can't go, there are pursuers behind us!"
He Yue said angrily: "Let go!"
Where can I put the peaches?
He Yue whipped his hand.
Zeng Feixiong came from behind, grabbed He Yue's whip, and asked Zhao Qinghe urgently: "I want to see someone, can you see the eldest young master at the foot of the cliff?"
"No." Mao Tao shook his head, "I looked for it under the sling, but there were only horse corpses, but I didn't see the eldest young master."
Zeng Feixiong breathed a sigh of relief: "If you want to see a corpse, if there is no corpse, maybe the young master is still alive. Under the cliff is the Fairy Lake!"
When He Yue heard what he said, there was hope in his eyes.
"There is a gravel beach below, where all the horses fell to death..." Zhao Qinghe bumped into Mao Tao, who immediately changed his words, "...but the eldest young master is relatively light. Maybe he was blown out by the mountain wind and fell into the lake.
, it’s still unknown?”
"It must be so!" He Yue said firmly, "Is there a path to go back to? I'll go find him!"
He Chunhua held his shoulders: "The overall situation is the most important, your brother is fine!"
"Father?" He Yue was stunned.
He Chunhua's face was also ugly, green and white, but he gritted his teeth and said: "Your brother is born to be a lucky general, and he will definitely prosper. Don't worry too much! Don't run around, we need you here."
"Just because the Great Shaman of Zhaomandu said he has a good life, doesn't he need our help... Dad?" He Yue was halfway through his retort when he saw cold sweat on He Chunhua's forehead and shortness of breath. He couldn't help but be startled.
My brother fell off a cliff, and I can't let anything happen to my father again.
He Chunhua grabbed his arm and said sternly: "He's fine! Do you hear him?"
The governor's facial muscles were distorted: "He will turn danger into good fortune, do you understand?"
The last three words were almost shouted.
It was the first time He Yue saw him lose his composure and nodded subconsciously.
He Chunhua pointed at the car formation, and his voice came out from between his teeth: "Go back!"
He Yue had no choice but to turn his horse's head and walk back, turning back three times at a time.
He Chunhua was still facing the road, and he could only see his father's back.
Zhao Qinghe drank several mouthfuls of water here. He was busy killing enemies all night and didn't even moisten his throat. When Zeng Feixiong came over, he quickly asked: "Why are there corpses on the way here?"
"They belong to the Lu bandits." Zeng Feixiong whispered, "Your Excellency expected Pei Xinyong to stop the Shaoziyan ambush. There may have been a mistake, so we have been specially sent to contain them to prevent them from slipping to the east and causing you trouble."
At that time, Master He was leading his men to besiege Xishan Road. If a group of bandits suddenly appeared in the rear area, it would be easy to defeat him. Zhao Qinghe sighed: "Master He knows things well."
"I took more than a hundred brothers and went around to the back of Shaozi Rock. Sure enough, I intercepted and killed these twenty or thirty grandsons in the mountain forest, and beheaded the last few to death on the mountain road. They were all frightened birds, so they were not difficult to kill." Zeng Feixiong said bitterly.
He said, "It's a pity, young master, alas!"
Back in the team, Mrs. Ying asked He Yue: "What happened later? Is Chuan'er and Zhao Qinghe back?"
"Mother..." He Yue felt a weight weighing heavily on his heart, so heavy that he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth.
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When Wu Shaoyi, who was not far away, calmed down and slowly opened his eyes, he saw He Lingchuan crawling out of the turtle's belly, covered in blood.
As soon as he came out, he was gasping for air.
The turtle's belly was really no place for humans. It was so stuffy and smelly that he could hardly breathe.
Seeing He Lingchuan walking over, Wu Shaoyi asked him: "Did you get it?"
"Yeah." He Lingchuan just touched eight round spherical objects in an unnamed place inside the turtle's belly. When he shined a candlelight, a bright white light showed through the blood-stained gaps.
If it was that kind of ball, there should be only two of them, so he was basically sure that these should be the "beads" that the crocodile monster called.
In addition to the Eight Pearls, he also cut off a few pieces of meat. This turtle demon was lying in the lake, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon for countless years. Is it true that it is full of treasures? Although I don’t know what it can be used for.
The crocodile monster can eat the turtle monster's meat, and the crabs and water rats can eat it, so of course he can get it. All living beings are equal, so he shouldn't be discriminated against.
Thank you for the gifts of nature, thank you for your generosity, and sacrifice your life for charity.
He Lingchuan thought for a while, then went around the turtle's tail and cut it for a while.
You can take whatever supplements you take. For some people, this is the real supplement, and they must be bought at a high price.
He was still thinking about getting rid of the turtle shells in one go: the turtle shells should not be wasted, and he would come back to collect them later when he had time.
"There is a pill in the turtle's head, and it was eaten by the crocodile monster." Wu Shaoyi whispered: "You are lucky to be able to escape from the scales and produce pearls."
The so-called scale-walking people are turtles, snakes, lizards, and crocodiles. It is said that carps can transform into dragons. In fact, if the opportunity comes, the scale-walking people can also transform into dragons and become dragons.
In their bodies, like dragons, they can condense into Yuanzhu.
Yuanzhu and demon elixirs are different. Every successful monster has elixirs, but Yuanzhu is only produced by the walking scales and clams.
He Lingchuan took a closer look at Wu Shaoyi's wound: "There is no bleeding anymore, and his face looks better."
Wu Shaoyi's face even turned a little rosy. At best, this was the effect of the elixir, at worst, it was a return to his glory, and his life was not long.
"I need to build up my strength before I can follow you ashore."