Chapter 9 The Fugitive
Wan Yun stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
What if he said "Save me and give you money", but he was actually accurate to three taels! How stingy does this person have to be?
However, after such a fuss, Wan Yun became less wary of him, and without any further hesitation, he grabbed his arm and turned him over.
"Is it you?"
Pointing to the tip of the man's nose, Wan Yun couldn't help but stare in surprise.
Ling Yun didn't know when he had stood behind Wan Yun, holding his hands in his sleeves and looking down. The man had his eyes closed, his light-grained brown clothes were full of mud, his eyebrows were wide and his nose was high, and his dark skin made his facial features more majestic.
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"Take me... to Tianzhou..." The man frowned deeply and didn't even have the strength to open his eyes. He insisted on uttering the last three words in a hoarse voice: "Give... twelve taels..."
After saying that, he simply fainted.
"Daring to go to Tianzhou is three times more expensive than your life?" Wan Yun came back to his senses and couldn't laugh or cry. He leaned over and checked briefly and found that there was no external injury on his body. The reason why he fainted was probably because he was in a hurry.
Because I'm too tired.
"You unlucky boy..." Wan Yun said half sympathetically, dragging his arm. He felt that it was still very difficult to lift a tall man of more than 1.8 meters, so he turned back to Ling.
Yun asked for help: "Lin Yun, give me a hand and help me throw him on the horse."
Ling Yun didn't express any opinions, just looked at her indifferently and asked: "You want to take him to Tianzhou?"
Tianzhou is the capital city of Jiufang, located in the northwest of Jiufang Kingdom. It is about a month's journey away from here. Because they are wanted, they have been walking through mountain forest roads recently, trying to avoid getting hurt by walking through the city and alleys.
Expose whereabouts.
Taking Liu'er and Ying'er on the road has forced them to slow down their pace. Now if we take an unknown person on the road again, let's not say whether he has evil intentions. At least he fainted here for some reason, which means that he
I also encountered some kind of trouble. Going on the road with trouble will only lead to more trouble...
It's not that Wan Yun didn't understand his concerns, but he still insisted stubbornly: "I know this person, he is not a bad person, don't worry."
She lied. In fact, they had only met each other once, and there was no question of whether they knew each other. Wan Yun didn't even know whether he was a good person... The reason why she wanted to take him with her even if she lied was because she
You can vaguely feel a vague and familiar feeling from him.
When they met for the first time, his majestic and calm appearance made Wan Yun feel inexplicably kind, but because she was troubled by everything that day, she didn't think much about it. Now that we meet again, she feels even more kind, especially
With his tall nose and dark complexion, the more Wan Yun looked at him, the more familiar he became, but he couldn't explain how.
——Shen Tianhao, a top businessman with wealth in the world and the owner of "Ye Ye Huan".
Ling Yun didn't move, looking at Shen Tianhao who was unconscious on the ground, with thoughts on his eyebrows.
"Brother Lingyun..."
Liu'er leaned on the horse and hugged Ying'er, with a girlish tenderness on her face: "This man looks very pitiful. It's not appropriate to leave him on the road. Why don't we just take him with us."
Let you pretend to be weak! Let you pretend to be a good person!
Wan Yun was so angry that he wanted to turn around and shout angrily. But he really didn't want to face Liu Er's hypocritical attitude again, so he had to suppress his anger and pretend not to hear, and rolled up his sleeves and went into battle himself.
It's better to ask for help than to ask for help yourself. If you don't want help, just do it yourself.
"good."
Ling Yun answered simply this time. He had always been as quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit in a strip. With a sway of his light blue clothes, Shen Tianhao was lying on the back of the white horse holding Yun.
"Brother Lingyun, good work!"
Liu'er smiled softly, lowered her head and said to the swaddled Ying'er, who was squirming with excitement: "Did you see that? When Ying'er grows up, she should also learn a good skill like her elder brother Ling Yun. Don't be like Liu'er. Sister, you can’t carry it with your shoulders or lift it with your hands..."
"It's enough to look like you." Ling Yun took the reins of the black horse under Liu'er's seat, and with a touch of warmth in his glazed eyes, he said in a rare way: "Girl, it's good to be well behaved."
Although it was not a compliment, it had a very different meaning when it came from the mouth of Ling Yun, who had always been indifferent. When Liu Er heard this, he immediately blushed, nodded and timidly said: "Brother Ling Yun is really..."
Rub rub rub rub rub!
Wanyun's anger soared all the way to the top!
Damn! What do you mean? I said I wanted to save you or not, but she said she wanted to save you and said yes without even blinking!
And what was that conversation just now? It seemed like they were discussing whether the child should be like a father or a mother when they grow up! Who can show this ambiguity?
Depend on!
Angrily kicking a stone away from his feet, Wan Yun took the reins of the white horse with a cold face, pulled it angrily and walked quickly with long strides.
She ran away violently, but Shen Tianhao on horseback suffered the most misfortune. He was knocked to pieces in a coma, and groaned in pain from time to time. The little white horse seemed a little guilty, unaware that its usually good-tempered owner suddenly suddenly What kind of anger do you have?
As a woman, how could Liu'er not be able to read Wan Yun's thoughts? She couldn't help but feel complacent and asked Ling Yun knowingly: "What's wrong with Miss Wan Yun? Did Liu'er make her angry somewhere?"
Ling Yun didn't say a word, but just held the reins and followed behind Wan Yun. The breeze blew his black hair like silk, his eyes were wandering and indifferent, and all that was reflected in his glazed eyes was Wan Yun's back.
At this moment, my thoughts are only covered in dust in my heart.
After traveling all day, it was already late at night.
We were lucky today and found a dilapidated Queen Mother Temple on the side of the road. We didn't have to sleep in the fields and forests as usual, and at least we could have a decent sleep.
Liu Erxia complained about the hard work in the past few days, and she hugged Ying'er and leaned against the haystack, and soon fell asleep.
The firewood was stacked unevenly into a small pile, and the flames made a crackling sound while burning.
In the past, it was Ling Yun who gathered firewood and made the fire, but today it was Wan Yun who made the fire.
She had been walking at the front, and she was the first to discover the Queen Mother Temple. After entering the temple and exploring the terrain, Wan Yun did not say hello to the two people behind him, but walked straight to the little white horse and picked up the unconscious Shen Tian on the horse. Hao then carried him into the temple with a princess hug.
The potential of an angry woman is limited, not to mention the three dignified women who are holding back the clouds?
Liu'er was dumbfounded as she watched Wan Yun, who was only 1.6 meters tall, pick up the burly man who was only 1.8 meters tall with an expression on his face, and carried him into the temple gate without saying a word. He was as relaxed as if he was carrying a child, and he was immediately frightened. Her lips turned white.
Ling Yun was thoughtful. He saw that Wan Yun had been unsmiling since he entered the temple. He was busy taking care of Shen Tianhao, collecting firewood, lighting a fire, finding water, roasting wild fruits and roasting lettuce. Everything was done cleanly and beautifully. .Recalling the first day when they started to escape, she couldn't do anything, Ling Yun suddenly felt a faint sense of loss.
Such a proud woman has always been a star admired by thousands of people. She is very powerful, and she does not need anyone's protection...
After working hard for who knows how long, Wan Yun had everything settled inside and outside, and then he sat down cross-legged under the moonlight outside.
Two horses, one white and one black, were tied tightly outside the door. A hill-like pile of fodder was placed in front of them. The two horses snorted happily and ate happily.
Under the bright fire in the temple, the silence of the dark night fell. Liu'er and Ying'er had already fallen asleep. Shen Tianhao had a wild temperament and snored in ecstasy while sleeping, while Ling Yun sat cross-legged with her long eyelashes covering her face. He blocked those breathtaking glazed eyes, and his breathing was shallow and even. He must have fallen asleep.
Only then did Wan Yun feel relieved. He closed his eyes and became angry and started to get lucky.
After experiencing the Black Iron Scimitar incident, her true energy of more than ten years was almost exhausted, and her martial arts skills were not as good as before. She did not tell Lin Yun these things, not because she didn't trust him, but because Wan Yun felt that her body was very strange. His bones and physique are all excellent. If he follows Feng Wanyun's memory and takes more time to practice again step by step, given time, he will be able to regain his former strong energy.
What's more, she has been consolidating her mind every night recently, and feels that the speed of the recovery of the true energy in her body is so fast that even Wan Yun herself doubts whether she will be able to return to her original state in less than a month if it continues to grow at such an abnormal speed. .
The moonlight was clear and full, and her face was peaceful, and her cheeks, which were getting thinner and thinner, showed an abnormal flush... After the zhenqi had circulated in her body for three weeks, the exhausted Wan Yun let out a long breath, and suddenly leaned over and fell On the haystack behind him.
She was too tired. She was traveling every day and practicing every night, which would be unbearable for any person.
"Why……"
That long sigh was written into the quiet night and penetrated into the closed heart.
Ling Yun opened his eyes, with a touch of distress in his glazed eyes. He flicked his sleeves and fell to Wan Yun's side. His long fingers reached out from under the light blue sleeves and gently clasped Wan Yun's wrist.
Chapter completed!