I saw that in the dim night not far away, several blurry figures suddenly flashed and went down the collapsed cliff.
The whizzing wind sounded.
It is the sound of lightness passing through the air.
Everything was silent around me, and Meng Wenhao also vaguely heard the noise and said in confusion: "Is it the wind blowing?"
He turned to the distance and saw that there was silence in the bushes, and there was no rustling sound of leaves blowing by the wind.
A layer of cold sweat suddenly popped up behind Meng Wenhao, and he had not had time to speak.
Xiao Lingyue suddenly stood up and held the dagger firmly in her hand.
The radius of hundreds of meters is pitch black.
Only a bonfire in front of them was illuminated, and the wood was shaking like a striking target.
It's too late to put out the fire.
The figure on the cliff had obviously seen the firelight, and his light skills leaped down and approached quickly.
Xiao Lingyue was still with a glimmer of hope, thinking that maybe the secret guards around Zhan Beihan had been found.
The bonfire crackled.
A sword light flashed in the swaying fire.
Xiao Lingyue's hope in her heart was silently shattered, and then her eyes were cold: "It's you!"
Three surviving men in black came with swords and stopped not far away. The man in black behind half hugged and half hugged a half-body with blood, describing a skinny old man in a mess, showing his terrifying face as soon as he looked up.
scar.
It's Gong Yang Qian.
He is not dead yet!
Xiao Lingyue saw that Gong Yang Qian's shoulders were covered with blood, and he was tied tightly with a cloth strip, his arms drooped weakly, and blood kept flowing to the ground along his fingers, and soon a small pool of blood formed.
Such a large amount of blood loss means that the injury is extremely serious. Could it be that Zhan Beihan did it?
Gong Yang Qian is no young, and he is a scholar with no martial arts skills. He can survive until now under serious injuries. His life is really hard.
His face was pale, and his face was blue and covered in scars looked neither human nor ghost. His eyes were staring at the unconscious Zhan Beihan, and he let out a nervous hoarse sneer:
"I knew... King Yi didn't die so easily! It took so much effort to save half of your life... How could I be willing to do it if I didn't see you die with my own eyes?!"
This time when he came to Northern Qin, Gong Yang Qian made a military order.
If Zhan Beihan cannot be killed, he will not have to go back to Nanyan anymore, as he will die when he returns.
If you want to save your life, you have to exchange Zhan Beihan's life for it!
Therefore, Gong Yang Qian must see his body with his own eyes before he will be willing to give up even if he is seriously injured and dying.
Xiao Lingyue said Leng: "Don't worry, Zhan Beihan won't die even if you die! He actually came to me to give him a head. I am so grateful to you!"
When Meng Wenhao saw the man in black appear, he was so scared that he quickly picked up the little boy, hid behind Xiao Lingyue, and stayed with Zhan Beihan.
The atmosphere was tense.
Three men in black looked at Xiao Lingyue with fierce eyes. Without Gong Yang Qian's order, they did not take action for a while.
They are the dead soldiers who left on the top notch before.
There were originally more than a dozen people, but most of them were killed by Zhan Beihan, but now there are only three of them left.
Gong Yang Qian's cold and weird eyes turned, as if he saw Xiao Lingyue: "You are not dead?"
Xiao Lingyue sneered.
"It seems that King Yi is quite friendly to you. He jumped down to save you, right? No wonder he was seriously injured like this... Hehe, that's fine!" Gong Yang Qian laughed weakly.
"A woman is always easier to deal with than King Yi!" Popular 『』 This chapter has been completed!