1081. Chapter 1081 [Extra] Xuanyuan Yu vs Helian Yiyang 64
After confirming that everyone was celebrating the princess's engagement and no one was paying attention to what was happening, he bent down and lifted Li Mu's body and walked in the other direction.
Xuanyuan Yu watched everything going on silently in the dark night from a distance.
Fingers clenched into fists.
Gritting his teeth, he desperately endured the futile thought of rushing over or staying to fight with those people, and quickly walked around the tent.
He walked to the thin horse tied by Li Mu next to the tent, which was also his only horse, and stretched out his fingers to untie the reins.
With a backhand, he slapped the horse on the back with all his strength.
The skinny horse was in pain, neighed, and galloped away.
The sound of horse hooves sounded, and the movements of the few people walking towards this side suddenly accelerated, and they changed from striding to running.
Xuanyuan Yu bowed her body and avoided the sight of those people.
He got into the tent, took off the scimitar hanging on the tarpaulin, took it out of its sheath and held it tightly in his hand.
Hunching his body, he took advantage of the cover of knee-high grass and left the tent where he had lived for nearly a month in the opposite direction of the galloping horse.
In my heart, there is sadness.
The knuckles of the fingers holding the handle of the knife were numb and turned white from exerting too much force.
If he guessed correctly, Li Mu's death was caused by him.
He must have told the soldier that he was Helian Yiyang's friend. After he left, the soldier reported back to Li Lei, which aroused Zhe Yu's suspicion and issued a killing order.
If it hadn't been for this, Li Mu would never have died.
The old man who was kind to everyone was killed by him.
After crawling forward for about thirty steps, Xuanyuan Yu stopped.
Hiding in the long grass, I turned around and watched the movement on the other side of the tent.
Over there, as the footsteps gradually increased, the voice of the voice gradually became clearer.
"Damn it!"
The person who spoke was indeed the soldier who was yelling at the campfire, and his voice was as angry as last time.