The pain angered Dugu Jing's animal nature, and he roared, wanting to cut Feng Yu into pieces.
Xie Xun swept up his long sword and stabbed Dugu Jing. Dugu Jing reacted very quickly and suddenly blocked Feng Yu in front of him and pushed her towards Xie Xun.
At the same time, a sleeve arrow was shot, and the sleeve arrow was shot towards Feng Yu's back heart. Since she couldn't leave alive, then kill her.
If Xie Xun wants to kill Dugu Jing, Feng Yu will definitely die.
Kill the old enemy, or protect Feng Yu?
Amidst the lightning and flint, Xie Xun hugged Feng Yu from the waist. He only had time to step aside and protect her in his arms. He turned around to block the arrow in his sleeve, which pierced Xie Xun's back.
The two hugged and fell by the river. The rocks on the river were rugged. Xie Xun endured the severe pain and put his hand on the back of Feng Yu's head to prevent her from getting hurt.
Dugu Jing pulled out the dagger, threw it to the ground, and got on his horse.
When Feng Yu saw the Xiu Jian on his back, her heart ached, "Xie Xun..."
Xie Xun looked at her embarrassment and hated the northern barbarians. This disaster should not have been suffered by her. Feng Yu was weak and if he could not catch up, she would never make it to Ningzhou alive.
Feng Yu felt that her whole body was numb with pain, but she weakly pointed at Xie Xun's back, "He... he wants to run."
Xie Xun turned around and saw Dugu Jing sitting on the horse. He pointed his machete across Xie Xun, ignoring the blood in his abdomen. This young man who had been tempered by the wind and snow since childhood made a lifelong vow, "By God, one day, I, the Northern Barbarian, will
The army will definitely march into Yanyang and massacre the entire clan of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion!"
Xie Xun's violent fire was ignited, and he was filled with anger. With the weak girl whose life was hanging by a thread in his arms, he could only watch his enemy disappear.
Dugu Jing, the ninth son of the Northern Barbarian King, is as fierce as an eagle and as brave as a tiger. He is the most promising god of war for the next generation of Northern Barbarians. Gods always protect the Northern Barbarians. Generations of geniuses and gods give them almost divine strength and courage forever.
He dared to lead more than ten people to fight near Kyoto, which shows that this man has a firm character and commendable courage.
"Xie Xun..." Feng Yu grabbed his collar with bloody hands and was furious. Xie Xun regained consciousness, picked her up and put her on the horse. However, Feng Yu noticed that his feet were limping.
"What happened to your leg?"
"Slightly injured, nothing to worry about." Xie Xun downplayed it and did not tell her about the toxin attack in his left leg. Feng Yu was kicked first and then smashed. She had been running on horseback all day and night and had gotten up early.
It was hot, the temperature was frighteningly high, and she was holding on to avoid unconsciousness, fearing that she might not wake up.
Xie Xun was not much better. The toxin broke out, and his left leg was like a knife. His right arm was cut by a Northern Man scimitar, and the bleeding continued. He was also hit by a sleeve arrow in his back. Xie Xun pulled out the sleeve arrow with his backhand, as if he did not know the pain, and tore it apart.
A piece of underwear simply stopped the bleeding.
They all need healing.
Xie Xun looked back at the corpses on the ground with deep eyes, "Can you hold up a stick of incense?"
Feng Yu nodded drowsily, and Xie Xun held her in his arms and placed her on the boulder by the river. He went into the forest and picked out firewood to build a small wooden platform. The morning sun broke through the clouds, and the thin light spread across the river, covering Xie Xun's face.
The shadow is very long, very long, lonely, and powerful.
Feng Yu saw that he was limping and his left leg was injured, but she could see clearly throughout the whole process that Xie Xun killed nine people and seriously injured Dugu Jing. He only received a knife in the arm, and the bones were visible, but his leg was not injured.
Is it an old injury?
Her eyes were red, and the high fever made her sensitive and sad. If she had not fallen from the horse, Xie Xun would not have to suffer from the old injury. Feng Yu looked at him in a daze as he threw the corpses of the northern barbarians onto the wooden frame.
, a fire burned it.
Fierce fire reflected his eyes. Xie Xun held the torch and looked at the fire that kept burning. The corpses burned into ashes in the flames, and the old hatred was like smoke. He could have let them expose their corpses in the wilderness, but he didn't do that.
Whether it is the Northern Barbarian Army or the Yanyang Army, they have military orders like mountains, but they are just a group of soldiers who regard death as home. Even if they die in a foreign country, Xie Xun does not want them to be exposed in the wilderness and become prey.
He killed them, each for his own master.
He buried them out of respect for their bravery and loyalty.
This was also his last mercy.
The cold wind blew through, and Feng Yu felt cold all over her body, but her breath was extremely hot. She felt like her hair was about to catch fire due to the combination of ice and fire. Xie Xun hugged her sideways, enduring the injuries on his arms and the discomfort in his left leg.
Feng Yu's breath was as hot as burning on the side of his neck, and her sarcasm was like a sigh, "Xie Xun, you are so kind."
His kindness surprised her!
The family was afraid of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion. Some people once said that Xie Xun, who was sharp-edged and unruly, was born to be rebellious. However, how could a direct son of a family who had been loyal to ministers and good generals for generations be rebellious?
Xie Xun paused, and Feng Yu had already passed out. He held her on the horse, and his anger dissipated, replaced by a new kind of softness that he had never experienced before. He looked down at the girl in his arms while galloping, and she felt soft.
Leaning against him softly, relying on and calming, his cheeks were red due to the high fever, and he was obviously embarrassed, but it lit up Xie Xun's heart after the war.
She spoke of kindness with her usual sarcasm.
But he understood the meaning behind it.
She was kidnapped for a day and a night, threatened and intimidated by the Northern Barbarians, and was seriously injured. The three girls were determined to retaliate, and they must have hated these Northern Barbarians. The Queen designed her so that she could be buried with the Queen's most beloved younger brother. She probably wanted to do this in her heart
A group of northern barbarians cut it into pieces.
But when she saw him cremating the body, Feng Yu did not stop him or question him.
Just a slight sarcasm.
What he pitied was not the Northern Barbarians. They had spent many years in the army with their sabers flying, regardless of their future or the date of their return. How many soldiers died on the battlefield. There were mountains of corpses by the Shaling River. The loyal bones were buried in the green mountains. They all looked forward to their souls returning to their hometown.
He wanted the mountains and rivers to be pacified, the soldiers to be disarmed and return to their fields, to live and work in peace and contentment. No more people would travel thousands of miles alone and be buried in a foreign land.
She understands it all!
The eleven cities from Kyoto to Ningzhou are also the most important grain and grass transportation routes. The prefects are all direct descendants of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, ensuring the safety of this grain route.
Xie Xun is closer to Shuncheng. It can be reached in three hours by a fast horse. Xie Xun knows the roads between Kyoto and Ningzhou, whether they are official roads, grain roads, or minor roads. The horse carries him and Feng Yu at noon.
Entering the city, Xie Xun was covered in blood even if he didn't want to alert others. Feng Yu was unconscious and her behavior was too suspicious. The city guard saw the badge and reported it to Wang Zhizhou.
Wang Zhizhou is the cousin of Anyuan Hou. He was once the messenger of the old Zhenbei Hou. He is a direct descendant of Zhenbei Hou. When he received Xie Xun and Feng Yu, Xie Xun almost fainted in front of the Zhizhou mansion due to excessive blood loss.
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"Little Marquis, what happened to you? Who did it?" Wang Zhizhou was a stout man, and he hurriedly sent for the best doctor in the city.
Xie Xun grabbed his hand, and a double image gradually appeared in front of his eyes. The world was spinning, but his tone was unreasonable, "Save her, no matter the cost."
He relied on his willpower to carry himself to Shuncheng, constantly warning himself not to pass out in the middle of the journey, otherwise he and Feng Yu would both die. After giving orders to Zhizhou, he also lost consciousness.