"Ah!" Suddenly, the eyes of the man on the horse suddenly bulged so big. Before she could understand what was going on, he fell off the horse and fell to the ground. He was rolling on the ground in pain with his hands covered!
A severed hand fell to the ground and rolled around several times. The severed hand was covered with dust on the ground.
And his palm-less elbow continued to gush out blood, dyeing the loess on his body red, and the scene was extremely tragic.
He rolled on the ground like a wounded beast, making miserable screams. When the other people saw this scene, they were all frightened. They fell off their horses and knelt on the ground——
"Your Majesty, have mercy on me, Your Majesty, please have mercy on me..."
Su Yueming turned around and saw a hand reaching out from the carriage, holding a scabbard, and the knife fell to the ground and was stained with red blood.
It was Murong Canghai. He cut off Gong Yue's hand. His sword skills were sharp, fast and accurate.
"I have already given an order not to give anything." He lowered the curtain of the carriage, and a cold and ruthless voice came from inside.
Gong Yue was convulsing with pain and couldn't help but scream, but when he heard what Murong Canghai said, he didn't dare to make a sound anymore.
In the entire Great Qin, no one dared to disobey the order of the King of Beiyuan. Gong Yue dared to disobey his order and give Su Yueming water to drink. Now that his hand is broken, it is entirely his own fault!
Su Yueming's eyes were dim, her body softened, and she fell to the ground.
"Miss Third." Ying Lie's eyes darkened and he was about to dismount.
But just as he was about to dismount, he felt a gust of wind flash in front of him, and the purple shadow floated past his eyes at an incredible speed.
He reached out and held Su Yueming's soft waist.
She was exhausted and had no strength to go on.
"Even if you are dying of thirst and exhaustion, you still won't ask me for help? Why, why won't you ask me for help?" He hugged Su Yueming, looked at her in his arms, and asked in a low voice, his voice clear.
Showing anger and regret.
Su Yueming put on a weak smile, looked at her, and asked softly, "Please, will you let me go back? I want to go back to Dazhou, I want to go back, will you let me go back?"
All she could think about was leaving her, returning to Dazhou, and returning to that person.
After listening to her words, Murong Canghai slowly clenched his hands, clenched his teeth and cracked, the veins on his forehead slowly popped out, and his lips were clearly trembling.
"No, right? Haha, I knew you would imprison me and trap me so that I would never be able to return to the land of Zhou..." She laughed bitterly again, and the look of her smile made her laugh.
Murong Canghai's heart suddenly throbbed, and he suddenly felt that his eyes were very dry, and his whole body was being torn apart.
His heart was trembling with pain, and his blood vessels seemed to burst, but he still said in a cold voice -
"No, I will never let you leave me, never."
Su Yueming felt extremely tired, and those bright eyes slowly closed in front of him, as if the entire starry sky had suddenly closed, and the world fell into darkness.
"Su Yueming..." He murmured her name, picked her up horizontally, turned around and walked into the carriage.
Seeing the situation in front of him, Ying Lie quietly breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to find the doctor.
Su Yueming was placed on a soft cushion, and she fell asleep tiredly.