Chapter 322 My left hand is not bloody, so I can hug you
Qiao Xiuli stretched out his hand and wanted to catch Gu Nuoer.
Unexpectedly, the little guy was flexibly like a bird and ran out of the corridor in the blink of an eye.
A series of small breasts came from her: "Grandpa and grandmother, mother and brother, come back when you go to the house and see it!"
Brother Si Ming was injured? Isn’t he a wolf?
Could it be that these bandits are too fierce?
Concubine Qiao walked out and saw her daughter running across the corner.
She had a red lips and shouted in a stern voice: "Zhang Sui, keep up with the princess!"
The secret guard, who was hiding somewhere, immediately appeared, and after receiving the order, he made a little light skill, jumped over the eaves, and followed Gu Nuoer.
The little guy ran with his calves for a long time, panting so tired.
"Huh, the road to the city gate is too long!"
She is still young, and there are passers-by around her, so she can't make gestures and fly over.
Just when Gu Nuoer was worried, Zhang Sui's soft whisper came from behind him: "Princess, do you need help? I can send you there."
The little man turned his head, his eyes seemed to ignite a star.
"Brother Zhang Sui~ hurry up~"
She stretched out her little hand and signaled Zhang Sui to fly over with her light skills.
However, Zhang Sui was worried about offending the princess, so he dared to use both hands to gently grab her shoulder.
Then, Gu Nuoer felt that her feet were empty, and Zhang Sui used light skills to move forward steadily and quickly.
Soon, I arrived at the street near the city gate.
As a result, it was surrounded by the people!
Some of the people are crying, some are whispering to discuss—
"Woooo, General Bai is so seriously injured, these damn bandits!"
"So many people were injured. Are the officers and soldiers who went there underestimate the enemy this time?"
"Oh, I'm so hurtful, I can't bear to see it."
When Gu Nuoer heard this, a hint of anxiety appeared on her white little face.
She tiptoed and jumped, but she still couldn't see it.
The little man looked at Zhang Sui as if he asked for help. Zhang Sui knew it and scolded the crowd in front of him: "The princess is here, and the pedestrians are avoiding it!"
He had strong internal strength and shouted, and the people in front of him turned their heads and looked at each other, and then they formed a path.
Gu Nuoer took the opportunity to step on her feet and squeezed out of the crowd.
However, when the little guy saw everything in front of him, he was also shocked.
Although Ye Siming's clothes were not damaged, there was blood on his cheeks.
His eyes, which were as dark as a sharp blade, were filled with a hint of indifference and the suffocation after killing, and even more tiredness.
More like a lazy and unruly boy.
He held a sword in his left hand and carried General Bai Yi in his right hand.
Bai Yi had blood on his body, dripping along his fingertips.
Behind Ye Siming, there were dozens of horse-drawn carts.
The injured soldiers were gasping for pain.
Song Qiyuan's face was even more bloody, and he was lying above the soldiers and unconscious.
However, except for the soldiers, the rest were all bandits tied up.
Some were dead, some were still gasping, but they were seriously injured and looked confused.
There are so many people, but Ye Siming is standing alone.
He carried Bai Yi, as if he was overdrawing a lot of physical strength and his pace was very slow.
From entering the city gate to here, the traces of blood dripping from the ground.
"Brother Si Ming!" Gu Nuoer stopped in front of him in a daze, raised his hand uneasy, as if he wanted to pounce on him and hug him, but I wonder if he would make him fall.
When Ye Siming saw Gu Nuoer coming, he finally showed a unruly smile on his face, which was always cold.
"Gu Nuoer, come here. My left hand is not covered with blood, so I can hold you."