Mao'er only felt that her eyes were spinning, and she fainted without even giving her a chance to react.
As soon as Ye Wuqing's feet landed on the ground, his eyes were fixed on Mao'er. This was the second time he had learned Mao'er's skills. They were neat, crisp, and extremely ruthless. They could kill with one move. All of them were moves that were sure to kill people in one move. This way
His sharp skills were cultivated by their killer organization since childhood. He couldn't understand how Xia Qingcheng had such skills. What surprised him the most was that he was clearly shot in the heart by his red-blooded bow and arrow last time, but now he was jumping around.
appeared in front of him again, which really had to scare him...
But what was even more horrifying was what happened at the back. He had not yet given the order to surround and arrest her. Why did she faint and die in front of his eyes? What on earth was going on?
Ye Qingqing's face, which was so cold that there was no warmth at all, became even colder. What was this woman named Xia Qingcheng doing?
"Lord, do you want to chase them?"
A man in black stepped forward and asked Ye Qingqing respectfully.
Ye Qingwu waved his hand and glanced at the cat who was unconscious on the ground, "No need to chase him, he will come to your door obediently."
After saying that, he strode towards Mao'er. The man in black behind him immediately exclaimed, "My lord, be careful, in case there is a scam."
Ye Qingqing showed no expression as he walked to the cat's feet. Looking closely, the cat's face under the moonlight was as pale as paper, and the faint smell of blood lingered on the tip of his nose.
Ye Wuqing frowned, was he injured by an arrow?
He frowned and leaned over to take a look. He saw that the hem of the pink dress was already bright red, and large blood stains were scattered on the hem of the skirt and even spread on the ground.
How is this going?
Is he dead?
Where is it hurt?
The two sharp eyebrows on Ye Qingqing's expressionless face were deeply wrinkled. He stretched out his index finger and put it under the cat's nose. Feeling the slight breathing, he took his hand back, then bent his body,
He immediately picked up the cat and said to his subordinates, "Go back to the palace!"
Ye Qingqing's move really shocked his gang of murderous subordinates. They never expected that their Lord would hug a woman, and he would hug that woman named Xia Qingcheng, who became famous overnight.
Women from the Four Kingdoms became a blockbuster, became famous all over the world, and their ugly appearance turned into a peerless phoenix.
It is said that her unique map pushed Qiyue to the top of the Three Kingdoms. It is said that she was skilled in all kinds of martial arts, and she was able to subdue the legendary princesses of the two countries.
This Xia Qingcheng is not simple. He fell into their hands easily. The key is his other identity, Jun Mojue, the fiancée of the current King Chen. This is a trump card and it is absolutely easy to use.
…
"Where is Xia Qingcheng?"
Jun Mojue, Jun Moling and Jun Moli stopped suddenly after running wildly, looking at the empty night with dark wind blowing behind them, but what about the people following them?
If I hadn't run wildly for a while and realized something was wrong, why didn't any of the hundreds of men in black catch up? When I turned around, in addition to the darkness of the night and the empty sound of wind, there was still half a human figure, but Xia was following behind.
Where has Qingcheng gone?
"Where is Xia Qingcheng?"
Jun Mojue looked at Jun Moli, glanced left and right, and asked with trembling teeth.
"She was behind you just now, where is she?"
Jun Moli broke out in a cold sweat, and his heart felt extremely cold. He didn't know that he thought Xia Qingcheng was following behind him.
"go back!"
Jun Moling said decisively, and the three of them ran back towards the road without hesitation...
No, nothing...
Except for the occasional chirping of birds, there was no one in the entire street. There was no Xia Qingcheng, no Ye Wuqing, and no man in black...
"Brother Imperial, where is Xia Qingcheng?"
Jun Moli gasped, looked back and forth, looked at Jun Moling and said.
"Qingcheng is not a careless person. She will never run around at this time unless...!"
"Unless she stumbles Ye Qingqing...!
Jun Mo Jue took over with a deep voice. In the dark night, his hair was blown by the wind. His hands were tightly held, and the veins were exposed. He saw Mao'er's skill with his own eyes, and saw that Mao'er was even more powerful than a man.
attack method, but he forgot that she is also a woman...
And she doesn't feel well today...
How could you forget?
Jun Mojue gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes filled with dark silver. He squatted down and slammed his fist on the ground. Suddenly, it was bright red, and the sand on the ground directly scratched the back of his hand.
"Fourth brother, fourth brother, don't be like this, maybe Xia Qingcheng ran another way, maybe she escaped!"
When Jun Moli saw Jun Mojue hurting himself, his heart clenched as if something was wrong, and he hurriedly shouted for a beating.
At this moment, the king who heard Jun Mo Ling's straight eyes was not far away. Following his gaze, he saw a small silver needle inserted into the soil, and not far from them, there was a pool of blood.
It is blended into the soil. Although it is very blurry, it is so obvious when you look closely.
This glance made the three of them feel at their lowest point, and their bad premonition had been confirmed.
"The person should have been taken away!"
Jun Moling's voice sounded deep in the night.
"Ye Wuqing...! I'm going to kill you..."
Jun Mojue's roar resounded throughout the sky, his anger mixed with grief and self-blame.
…
Walking around the red tent, the crimson color is gorgeous, but it is as cold as an ice cellar. There is no laughter and laughter here, but only deserted and cold.
But there was a sleeping woman lying in the tent, and a man in black took her pulse with an expressionless face...
"Ghost doctor, how about it?"
Ye Qingqing's voice sounded without warmth, and the man known as the ghost doctor frowned, his face a little serious, "Return to your lord, this Miss Xia is extremely weak. She has experienced violent physical movements before, and even more so.
The patient has been immersed in ice water for too long. If the needle is not administered in time, the fetus in the abdomen may not be safe."
As the man who was called the ghost doctor finished speaking, a crack finally appeared on Ye Wuqing's expressionless face. He raised his head and looked at Xia Qingcheng on the bed, and couldn't help but repeat, "You said, she has