At this moment, she could no longer think about Double Happiness. She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, then jumped up.
She knew that if she jumped like this, she would be injured if she didn't die, but she had no choice. She didn't want to fall off the cliff and be shattered into pieces! If she jumped now, there was still a chance of survival!
Shuangxi didn't notice that just when she followed the crazy horse to the cliff, two men, an old man and a young man, hid in a tree nearby and looked at Shuangxi.
The moment he saw Shuangxi jumping down, the young man suddenly moved, his clothes fluttering with the wind, and his figure disappeared in an instant, leaving only an afterimage.
"King!" the old man shouted loudly.
But the young people seemed not to hear it and remained unabated, or perhaps they heard it but didn't want to pay attention to it.
Shuangxi closed her eyes, waiting for the imaginary pain, but the expected pain did not come, and she fell into a strong embrace.
The horse actually jumped directly from the cliff and landed smoothly, performing the spectacle of a flying horse! This seemingly ordinary horse turned out to be a rare and good horse!
The lack of pain gave Shuangxi the illusion that she was already dead? If she was dead, there would be no pain.
Wu Xian looked at the little woman in his arms, who was trembling slightly and did not dare to open her eyes, and laughed loudly: "Girl, are you reluctant to let go of my arms?"
When Shuangxi heard this voice, she was startled and quickly opened her eyes. When she saw the man holding her, Shuangxi suddenly realized that she was still alive and had been saved!
She quickly stood up and looked at the man who had saved her.
The man's facial contours are very obvious, and he has a pair of bright eyes, like those of a wolf, with a strong aggressiveness. At this moment, he is wearing a dark red shirt, with a bit of arrogance.
Her hair was scattered behind her back, with a strand in the middle. It was braided and tied together, with a brocade belt interspersed in it. It was free and easy, but also had a bit of nobility.
When Wu Xian saw the woman in front of him looking at him, he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Girl, are you attracted to her?"
Shuangxi was silent. His savior was really thick-skinned.
But after all, he was his savior. Shuangxi admired him from the bottom of his heart. He felt blessed and saluted and said in thanks: "Thank you."
Wu Xian blinked his eyes and said arrogantly: "Aren't you women from Anqing State particular about promising life-saving grace to you?"
"Us?" Shuangxi looked at the man in front of him. Judging from the attire, he looked different from ordinary people. Even his appearance was really different from the men from Anqing Dynasty. Could it be that this man was not from Anqing Dynasty?
"Aren't you from Anqing Dynasty?" Shuangxi asked doubtfully.
The man admitted openly: "I am from the Northern Desert."
"Young Master!" The middle-aged man also jumped down from the tree and came to Wu Xian's side.
When Shuangxi heard that the man in front of him was from the Northern Desert, there was no look of panic on his face. Instead, he said with a smile: "My name is Shuangxi. Thank you for today. If I have a chance in the future, I will definitely repay you."
Wu Xian looked at Shuangxi with a bit of surprise, and an interesting look appeared on his face: "My name is...Wu Xian!" Wu Xian said with a smile, the language of Zhongyuan was very fluent, which made people very happy.
It was hard to tell that he was from the Northern Desert.
Shuangxi glanced at the man with the flamboyant smile, and a clear voice sounded: "This is obviously the name of An Qingchao."
Do you really think she is illiterate and doesn't know anything? She does know that the naming method of Bei Mo is different from that of An Qing Dynasty.
"As the saying goes, do as the Romans do. That's my current name. There's nothing wrong with it." Wu Xian, no, it's Wu Xian. Wu Xian said calmly and calmly.
"Woman, aren't you afraid?" Wu Xian couldn't help but ask seriously. The weak-looking Anqing Dynasty woman in front of him was not afraid of herself at all. The child really couldn't help but wonder.
"What are you afraid of?" Shuangxi was confused, but in an instant, she said "Ah!" "I'm afraid."
A trace of disappointment flashed in Wu Xian's eyes. How could anyone from the Anqing Dynasty not stay away from Bei Desert?
Shuangxi blinked and continued: "When the horse jumped, I was frightened. I didn't want to die."
Wu Xian looked at Shuangxi and asked solemnly: "Are you afraid of this?"
"What? Don't let me be afraid? It's human nature to be greedy for life and afraid of death." She hasn't lived enough, how can she die? Even if she really wants to die, or is not thrown to death by this horse inexplicably, her death must be worthwhile.
!
Hearing Shuangxi's rhetorical question, Wu Xian laughed, his smile carrying Mobei's unique cheerfulness and cheerfulness: "Of course you can be afraid. What I want to ask is, aren't you afraid of me?"
Shuangxi was confused and asked in confusion: "What am I afraid of you for?" What did he have to be afraid of? One nose and two eyes, even a person from Mobei, but after experiencing Shuangxi's modern education of respecting ethnic minorities,
There is no discrimination against Wu Xian.
There is nothing to be afraid of. In Shuangxi's eyes, in modern times, he is just one of the fifty-six ethnic groups. Everyone is one family, the same. Although the two people are not from the same country now, the blond
Shuangxi has seen a lot of green-eyed foreigners, so you shouldn’t be afraid, right?
Wu Xian's face showed surprise at first, and then a hearty smile. Suddenly, he took a step forward, lifted a strand of Shuangxi's hair, and said slowly: "Woman, you are very interesting."
The hot breath sprayed on Shuangxi's face, making Shuangxi couldn't help but take a step back to avoid his aggressive breath. Shuangxi frowned and said: "I have a name, Shuangxi, don't say
Call me woman."
"Women, aren't you allowed to tell others the maiden names of women from the Anqing Dynasty?" Wu Xian raised his eyebrows and said.
Shuangxi was stunned. Yes, she couldn't tell others casually, but the habit she had developed for many years in modern times made her accustomed to announcing her name first when meeting outsiders. The moment she said her name, it was just a condition.
Reflection, how can she remember the thoughts of An Qingchao that were just instilled in her not long ago.
Shuangxi's face turned red. If this person...had not been her savior, she would probably have lost her good looks.
Seeing Shuang Xi getting angry from shame, Wu Xian seemed to be in a good mood. He laughed loudly and said, "Woman, don't be angry."
Shuangxi snorted softly, calling himself a woman now, it was really hopeless.
At this time, Wu Xian turned around and walked out along the path, and said to Shuangxi: "Woman, there are wolves in this forest. If you don't catch up quickly and feed the wolves, I won't care."
Shuangxi glanced at the cliff and sighed, it was a pity that a good horse was lost.
Wu Xian noticed Shuangxi's gaze, and explained in a deep voice: "This horse is longing for his hometown. It should be my horse in the Northern Desert, but it is forced to stay here by these people from the Anqing Dynasty. How can it be peaceful?
Naturally, I have to fight my way back to my hometown."
Shuangxi's eyes widened, he glanced at the horizon, and said softly: "This horse is quite good."
Ma'er still longs for her hometown, why doesn't she? But now, I'm afraid her bones have turned into ashes. She can only live well here to be worthy of loving her relatives and friends in modern times.
them.
The middle-aged man who hadn't spoken much since then suddenly stopped and stretched out his hand to block Wu Xian and Shuangxi's path forward.
When Shuangxi saw the words of the things hidden in the grass in front of him and slowly gathered around him, he looked at the man walking in front of him and saw that this was a typical crow's mouth!
Those people who were watching several people with eager eyes, ready to attack at any moment, if they weren't wolves, what else could they be?
There are three people here, one is the helpless Shuangxi, the other is two unknown people in the northern desert, and opposite are six or seven wolves. These wolves were driven into this mountain forest by the herdsmen and have not been seen for a long time.
After hunting such a big animal and eating it, and now seeing three people, don’t they have green eyes and want to pounce forward?
Wolves are impatient animals. When they saw three prey floating in front of their eyes, how could they hold back? They rushed forward like flying.
In an instant, the middle-aged man who was protecting the two people suddenly moved and pulled out a scimitar from his waist. When he picked up the knife and dropped it, wolf blood was spread all over the ground.
Before Shuangxi could react, he was pulled into that hot embrace again.
Wu Xian took a step back to protect Shuangxi and watched the middle-aged man fight with the wild wolf.
Shuangxi couldn't bear it and was afraid of the wolf, so she immediately threw the middle-aged man down.
Feeling Shuangxi's worry, Wu Xian said with a smile: "Wuli is one of the best brave men in Mobei. He can get away from a group of four wolves, not to mention a mere four!"
Wu Xian's tone was full of trust and pride, with the unique domineering attitude of a prairie boy.
Within a moment, Shuangxi knew that what he said was the truth, and he was not bragging. The middle-aged man had now dealt with the wild wolves. At this moment, he took out a silk handkerchief and gently wiped his scimitar.
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Shuangxi was in danger in the woods. Qing'er and others were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, looking for Shuangxi everywhere.
When Qi Han came, he saw this situation.
"Where is Miss Qin?" Qi Han asked Qing'er in a deep voice. It looked like something had happened to Miss Qin.
Qing'er said with a tearful tone: "Mr. Qi, the lady's horse is crazy. It is carrying the lady farther and farther. Now we can't find anyone."
After hearing Qing'er's words, Qi Han's cold face became even colder. He rode his horse and ran on the grassland. Then he reined in the horse, turned over and dismounted, and picked up a pearl hairpin. It was An Shuangxi.
Dropped accidentally. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
