There seemed to be a corner of a dark red sleeve vaguely exposed. Without thinking, Qingqing pulled out the person hiding inside. After taking a closer look, he realized that the person's shirt had many cuts.
Although her clothes were still dazzling, the gold embroidery on the cuffs and collar shimmered under the candlelight. When she looked up again, she realized that the woman's head was covered with a piece of red cloth with the same delicate embroidery thread, and she was trembling.
The sound of breathing came from under the red cloth.
The woman's slender fingers pushed on Qingqing's arm, resisting with all her strength, but Qingqing remained as motionless as a hill.
Qing Qing felt that the woman was shaking all over and seemed to have no internal strength at all. He couldn't help but be surprised and said: "Who is so bold and dares to rush into the sword light and blood shadow without any internal strength?" Thinking of this, the woman couldn't help it.
With strong force in his arms, he dragged her out to the street.
The alley behind the courtyard was quiet, and although noisy running noises could still be heard, few people seemed to have noticed this secret path. The woman tried her best again, grabbing Qingqing's arms with both hands, and whispered in a low voice: "You can't go there.
Let's hide here..."
Linghu Qingqing was naturally willing to risk his life if he was ruthless. At this moment, he didn't care about anything. He pulled the woman with the red cloth hijab and rushed out of the alley. Unexpectedly, he was still two or three steps away from the entrance of the alley.
At that moment, Qingqing secretly shouted in her heart: "Oh no, there is someone!" Then he heard bursts of heavy breathing coming towards the two of them. Then there was a burst of high-pitched laughter:
"Bride—where are you going to run away to?"
Looking back subconsciously, Qingqing just remembered that people outside the mountains have the custom of covering the bride's face with a red cloth when they get married. Looking at her bright red robe, there is no doubt that she is the bride at today's wedding banquet. Unexpectedly, at this time, in the lane,
The man behind the corner had already turned around, his steps seemed to be stagnant, and he sneered:
"Mr. Ruo is so generous. Why did General Shen send so many people from Tiankeju to get married?"
As soon as Qingqing heard the word "Mr. Ruo", he felt as if he was tainted by some unpleasant smell. He wanted to wipe himself clean, so he said hurriedly:
"What Mr. Tianke Juruo wants to do has nothing to do with me!"
"Oh?" The man opposite seemed to be interested, "If that's the case, how about you give us your bride?"
"Which sect are you from?"
"I've come from Nanlin. As for the specific sect - the young hero is wearing a black robe but doesn't want to be associated with Tian Keju, so I have no comment!" After saying this, there was actually a bit of ruthlessness in his eyes.
Light comes.
Qingqing turned around and looked at the bride's slightly trembling body under the red hijab. She just felt that today had such an unexpected event that she had to ask her clearly. However, the bride seemed to have misunderstood Qingqing's intention and thought that she intended to save her.
Then he grabbed her hand even more tightly:
"Young hero, I don't want to go with these people..."
Before she could finish speaking, Qingqing turned around, stood still, and said slowly: "Senior, please forgive me, but I want to keep this person for myself." Qingqing wanted to raise his hand to salute, but the black figure opposite him didn't even notice.
Without giving himself a chance to explain, he raised his sleeves and sneered loudly: "Do you keep it for yourself, or do you keep it for Mr. Ju Ruo, a guest from Tianke?" After saying that, there was a whistle, and many shadows came out of nowhere.
, in the blink of an eye, the entrance to the alley was instantly blocked.
When Qingqing heard the light movements of these people, he was so shocked that he could not speak. He and his master were walking in the rivers and lakes. He always thought that his hearing was already excellent. In the bustling crowd, nothing could escape his ears. Who knew these people were coming?
It disappeared without a trace, but I didn't notice it just now, and I didn't even hear a breath.
Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he was deliberately trying to avoid being discovered by hiding in the distance, and only came quickly when he heard the whistle.
If this is true, the swiftness of these people's actions is truly unheard of in the world.
Qingqing glanced left and right and saw a group of black figures that were more than a head taller than him and had blocked the alley. Then he tightened his grip on the wooden flute around his waist and said indifferently: "Do you want to do something?" As soon as the words fell,
There was a thunder on the ground, and a little bit of rain fell from the sky.
When I looked up, the dull thunder and falling rain seemed to reduce the visitor's ability to move his muscles at all, and he didn't even say hello.
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In the sound of whistles, attacks came from left and right. Qingqing wanted to test the background of these people, so he did not use the art of listening, but simply used the "pen array sword technique" to sweep away the two people in front of him with a thousand-mile array of clouds.
He took a few steps back.
Qing Qing only felt that the person on the other side hesitated for a moment, as if he had never seen this "stroke formation diagram" before.
Today, Linghu Zishu has passed away for more than sixteen years. There are not many people in the world who have heard of the "Bi Zhen Sword Technique", and even fewer people have seen it with their own eyes. Linghu Qingqing's move is obviously
It is not used by the descendants of Mr. Ruo of Xihu. The two people in front took a few steps back and looked at each other, as if they were surprised but also extremely confused.
But without waiting for those people to take a breath, Qingqing straightened up his wooden flute and erected a "Long Live Withered Vine" in front of them. Without saying a word, he took the bride's hand and they walked out together.
He rushed forward a few steps. Unexpectedly, the black shadow at the head seemed to have expected Qingqing to rush out in one go, so he actually left a backup plan. After the double shadow was superimposed, there was still a black shadow guarding him. Qingqing suddenly stopped and said:
Looking back, I realized that the two of them were already surrounded by many people.
"Ha, why don't you let go?" A familiar laughter sounded, which seemed creepy in the rainy night. Qingqing subconsciously looked at his hand holding the woman's arm, and the woman also looked down and saw that it was actually the hand holding Qingqing's arm.
A little tighter.
"Listen." The leader coughed twice and spoke slowly, "Except for what happened today, Nanlin and Xihu have never had any enmity. Now that the Nan family of Broken Qionglin is broken up, it will be up to the little one in Xihu to
It's not a bad thing that the head has been fooling around for several years... Tiankeju has always maintained its reputation as 'Miyu's three-day guest'. I understand that today's shameful and underhanded tactics are definitely not the work of Mr. Ruo's disciples..."
Qingqing listened to this man talking a lot, but he didn't say a few decent words. He couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and shouted in a low voice: "To make a long story short, what do you mean!"
"It means -" the man suddenly stopped laughing, and his tone immediately became stronger, "Young hero will keep the bride today, and we will meet in the future and we can make friends; but if young hero refuses..."
"how?"
"I'm afraid no one will be able to notice the Tiankeju disciples who came out today, right?"
The man just raised his hand in the dark night, and heard the sound of sharp blades coming out of their sheaths. The sound of metal hitting each other suddenly interrupted the patter of rain. Qingqing was shocked: "I only heard the sound but not the sound."
Weapon, could it be that he is a master who knows how to use hidden weapons? I'm afraid it will be even harder to escape." But more and more people were coming, and even if it was rainy night, you couldn't see clearly, you could still hear the dense black shadows still there.
They kept coming towards the entrance of the alley. Qingqing had a plan in mind. Although the path was dangerous, there was really no way out, so he tightened the hem of the woman's sleeves and smiled slightly.
"What do you think, young hero?"
"Junior has something to say. I just told him. I wonder if senior still remembers it?"
"Oh?" The man replied slowly, "What are you talking about?"
"Junior, I am not a disciple of Mr. Xihu Ruo. Whether I am dead or alive, Tiankeju has no control over me!" After saying that, he raised his hand and threw a ball of red light and shadow upwards. He heard the woman scream,
Seeing this, the people surrounding her jumped up one by one, trying to catch the woman in the air like an eagle rushing to a chick.
I saw one of them, tall and tall, taking the lead, reaching out with his arms and grabbing the woman's hijab. Unexpectedly, there was no figure under the hijab, leaving only a black puddle on the ground, with splashes of water splashing.
Qingqing took the woman and stood on the eaves opposite. When he looked back, he saw people falling to the ground one after another. Looking up at the two of them, there was a red shadow in a black robe between them. The bride's long black hair was scattered behind her head.
Her bun was messy, and the red hijab was still held in the hands of the tall black figure. Trying to hold back her laughter, Qingqing said, "See you again if we are destined!" Then he pulled the woman and jumped into the inner courtyard of the wall.
"You can't go in!" As soon as the two of them landed, Qingqing was about to lift her legs when the bride grabbed her arm.
"Why is this?" Qingqing frowned, feeling annoyed. He couldn't help but throw away her hand and turned around. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he was so shocked that he froze in place——
Without the red hijab, this woman’s ethereal and clear eyes
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The son appeared in front of Qing Qing.
Running all the way, even though the disguise was messed up, the woman's eyes were full of water, but her eyes were watery. Her strands of hair were clinging to her forehead with cold sweat, and she pursed her lips and kept shaking her head at Qing Qing.
For the first time in his life, Linghu Qingqing suddenly became at a loss - although people cannot be judged by their appearance, who could believe that such an innocent-faced beauty could be related to the ruthless cold arrow at the wedding banquet?
After hesitating for a moment, Qingqing gritted her teeth, thinking that after spending a long time, she had to ask the whole story clearly. Then she grabbed her wrist again and dragged her to the window in front of the door.
If he didn't want to, he had to let Qing Qing carry him in his hand like a little bird and drag him to wherever he wanted.
The two of them bent down silently, and as soon as they raised their heads, they saw a light shining brightly in the window.
The figures inside flickered slightly. Qingqing didn't want to alert the snake, so he didn't puncture the window paper. Instead, he just concentrated on his ears and listened carefully to the movement. He was breathing in bursts, and the people inside seemed to be divided into two factions. Qingqing only felt that the people beside him were divided into two factions.
The woman carefully pulled her sleeves, as if she had something to say, but she had no time to pay attention to it. She was still paying attention to what was going on in the room. Sure enough, she heard someone say angrily:
"If you, Xihu, continue to refuse to acknowledge this matter, I'm afraid that the good-natured General Shen's wife will die on her wedding day!"
"General Shen?" Qingqing sounded familiar for a moment, and after a moment of reaction, he said in surprise, "Could it be General Shen Xuanming who rescued me at the foot of Lirong Mountain?"
While everyone was holding their breath and concentrating, a familiar hoarse voice sounded out——
"Qiu'er! What did you do to Qiu'er!"
It's really him! Qingqing almost screamed. Hearing such sounds and colors in his ears, he couldn't be more familiar. After more than three years, Qingqing listened to Xuan Ming's voice, which became much hoarse, but his strength was much calmer.
It was because of her age. Subconsciously, Qingqing looked back and saw that the woman lowered her head, with bursts of blush appearing on her face.
"It turns out that General Shen is very happy today, and the bride's name is Qiu'er." Qing Qing nodded inwardly, "I wonder what these people are going to do to General Shen and his wife?"
"General, there is no need to worry." Another long voice sounded, and in Qingqing's ears, he felt that it was indescribably similar to the sharp sneer just now. He only heard the person in the room slowly say: "There is such a small talk. I'm afraid that the general's beloved wife is already being fed and devoured at the border of the Southern Forest!"
"How can you..."
Shen Xuanming wanted to say something else, but he seemed to be stopped by the people around him. He heard another person say loudly: "There is no owner in the Southern Forest, and it is a foregone conclusion that it will be conquered by the head of the West Lake. How can there be anything else?" What's the 'Southern Forest Boundary' theory? If the Jiang family really takes Mrs. Shen away, please understand the truth and escort her back as soon as possible! Otherwise..."
At this moment, Qingqing had no doubt that the person who was chatting in the room was Ren Siyuan from Tiankeju. Could it be that Mr. Ruo had actually ordered this matter and allowed Young Master Siyuan to bring him to General Shen's wedding banquet? Qingqing lowered his head and thought. Siyuan just said those words, but suddenly an idea flashed through him——
Is it the Jiang family who wants to take Mrs. Shen away?
Thinking of this, Qingqing clenched her teeth and her body trembled slightly with excitement - the Jiang family in Ren Siyuan's mouth was either Jiang Suyi's Jiang or Jiang Chenbi's Jiang!
Now that we know where the other party is coming from, there is nothing to be afraid of. Thinking about it, those people who are good at using hidden weapons just now probably followed Su Yi Shen Bi's golden needle skills. Qingqing stood up and brushed off his sleeves. There was mud on the floor, and I was about to open the door and go in, but suddenly I heard the dripping of rain on the beams, mixed with the sudden sound of wind, falling gently and skillfully on the roof.
Under normal circumstances, Qingqing may not be able to hear such small and fast movements mixed with the sound of rain. But just now, Qingqing has suffered a loss from the Jiang family's shadow, and Qingqing has always had a string in her heart, so she suddenly He raised his head and looked towards the slightly raised roof beams.
The person on the roof did not show his face, he just stood up quietly, chuckled and said:
"Linghu's good sister-in-law, how come she lost her master and wiped out her family, but she ended up alone and drowned?"