Chapter 322 My left hand is not bloody, so I can hug you
Qiao Xiuli stretched out his hand to catch Gu Nuoer.
Unexpectedly, the little guy was as nimble as a bird and ran out of the corridor in the blink of an eye.
A series of little sounds came from her: "Grandpa, grandma, mother, brother, go check in and come back!"
Brother Siming is injured? Isn't he a wolf?
Could it be that these bandits are too fierce?
Concubine Qiao walked out and saw her daughter's figure running around the corner.
She had red lips and shouted solemnly: "Zhang Sui, follow the princess quickly!"
The secret guard who was hiding somewhere appeared immediately. After receiving the order, he jumped over the eaves and followed Gu Nuoer.
The little guy ran for a long time with his little legs clicking, and he was panting from exhaustion.
"Phew, the road to the city gate is too long!"
She was still young, and there were passers-by around her, so she couldn't fly past them.
Just when Gu Nuoer was worried, Zhang Sui asked softly from behind: "Princess, do you need help? I can send you there."
The little man turned around, his eyes seemed to be lit up with stars.
"Brother Zhang Sui~ Hurry up~"
She stretched out her little hand and signaled Zhang Sui to fly over with her in his arms.
However, Zhang Sui was worried about offending the princess, so he only dared to gently grab her shoulders with both hands.
Then, Gu Nuoer felt his feet were empty, and Zhang Sui used Qing Gong to move forward steadily and quickly.
Not long after, we arrived at the street near the city gate.
As a result, this place was completely surrounded by people!
Some of the people were crying, and some were discussing in whispers——
"Woo, General Bai is so seriously injured, these damn bandits!"
"So many people were injured. Did the officers and soldiers who went this time underestimate the enemy?"
"Oh, the injury is so tragic, I can't bear to look at it."
When Gu Nuoer heard this, a look of anxiety appeared on her round and white face.
She stood up on her little feet and jumped up and down, but she still couldn't see it.
The little man looked at Zhang Sui as if asking for help. Zhang Sui understood and shouted at the crowd in front: "The princess is coming, pedestrians should give way!"
He had strong inner strength, and when he shouted, the people in front of him consciously turned their heads to look, and then separated into a path.
Gu Nuoer took the opportunity to squeeze out of the crowd with her little feet.
However, when the little guy saw all this, he was also shocked.
Although Ye Siming's clothes were not damaged, there was blood on his cheeks.
His dark, sharp eyes held a sense of indifference, a sense of relief after killing, and a trace of weariness.
More like a lazy and unruly young man.
He held a sword in his left hand and carried the unconscious General Bai Yi in his right hand.
There was blood on Bai Yi's body, dripping down his fingertips.
Behind Ye Siming were dozens of horse-drawn carts.
On top were injured soldiers, breathing in pain.
Song Qiyuan's face was covered in blood, and he lay unconscious on top of the soldiers.
However, except for the soldiers, the others were all bandits who were tied up by Wuhua Da.
Some were dead, and some were still gasping for air, but they were seriously injured and looked delirious.
There were so many people, but Ye Siming stood alone.
He was carrying Bai Yi, and seemed to be very exhausted, and his pace was very slow.
From the city gate to here, everything dripping on the ground is stained with blood.
"Brother Siming!" Gu Nuoer stopped in front of him blankly, raising her little hands uneasily, as if she wanted to rush over and hug him, but she didn't know if doing so would make him fall.
Seeing Gu Nuoer coming, Ye Siming finally showed a hint of uninhibited smile on his always cold and scornful face.
"Gu Nuo'er, come here. My left hand is not bloody, so I can hug you."