One hundred and twenty fifth first encounter with Huangfu
PS: Qiangqiang, the third man made a grand appearance! Everyone applauded and encouraged!
Zhang San was caught off guard, but he was a top-notch player in Xihe City after all, otherwise he would not have been sent to the city country to escort the princess. Although he was hit by several swords, he did not hurt his vitals, and his footsteps were also
There were no fragments. When he retreated to the entrance of the cave, Li Si inside also noticed an abnormality outside the cave and swung his sword and was already killing him.
The situation turned sharply and turned into two sword guards who worked together to siege the black-clothed swordsman.
Qing Yan stared at him in shock. The person who came was not Zherong, Xi Ming, Ma Ang, and Shangguan Guhong, and not anyone who could have thought would come to save her.
Qing Yan was still looking at his face in a daze, but the three of them had become a clump, and it was hard to tell the difference between you and me.
After three "crack" sounds of broken skin and bones, the three of them jumped out at the same time and scattered.
"Bang!" Zhang San's knife fell to the ground first, and then his body softened and he fell to the ground depressedly.
Suddenly, the man in black frowned. He suddenly held the sword in his right hand and then knelt down on his left knee, half-squatted to the ground, thus stabilizing his center of gravity without falling.
Li Si turned around and looked at the man in black who was cut by him, and laughed happily, as if he was ecstatic after victory.
Qing Yan, who was full of anticipation, was extremely disappointed at this time. He originally imagined that a heroic boy would wear golden armor and colorful auspicious clouds to save him. However, the man in black was injured...
To Qing Yan's surprise, Li Si's face, which was still laughing wildly, suddenly became stiff. Then he knelt on his knees, his eyes turned pale, his neck tilted, and he was just burping like this!
Blood surged from his neck.
The trauma on his chest was not very serious. He pulled his sword back into the sheath, clapped his hands, but never stood up. It was a man of twenty-six or seven, wearing a very charming black cut
The robe, dazzling silver threads are wrapped around the simple patterns, just like flowers, luxurious and noble.
"That's great, you won!" Qing Yan clapped and clapped with ease.
The breeze blows, blowing away the hair on her forehead, and the halo of the silver moon shines on her beautiful face, reflecting a dazzling light. He suddenly shines his eyes by such light; Qing Yan's face
The smile on his eyes was deeply reflected in his eyes, making him unable to move his sight. He just squatted quietly and looked at him.
After jumping for a long time, I forgot to thank you. Qing Yan hurriedly stopped and made a solemn manner: "Thank you... Thank you, young master."
Seeing him continue to squat on the ground, his originally relaxed heart suddenly tensed up again. It seemed that he was very hurt.
She blinked and squatted in front of him, looking at the person in front of her, and felt indescribable concern. Their distance was so close that the man's face was gradually enlarged and clear, with clear eyebrows and eyes as clear as Akira Shizukawa.
Bo, with a handsome figure as elegant as a zhi orchid and jade tree.
But there was so much blood on his chest, I don’t know if it was Zhang San and Li Si’s or his.
Her eyes wandered between his smile and his chest, and finally couldn't help but reach out to touch it, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
"It's okay, it's a minor injury." A faint smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth.
Qing Yan suddenly felt that his smile was as bright as the sun, so bright and charming. In this cold and dangerous place, it was particularly warm.
Qing Yan's pair of horizontal wavy eyes looked over through the cold moonlight. In an instant, a stone fell into his heart, and ripples appeared. Like a glance, her eyes fell. Entering the long-closed heart.
After trying hard to calm his mood, the man looked up at the continuous ups and downs of the Goddess Peak around him, then turned his eyes to the deep cave, and finally turned his eyes to Qing Yan, and asked in a very distant tone. :
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
"I..." Qing Yan hesitated for a moment, and finally told the truth, because she didn't want to hide anything from her savior, "My name is Liu Qingyan, I am the third princess of Dayuan, I and the emperor My sister's truth about Fengshan on Langshoufeng Mountain was suddenly attacked by rebels, and is now trapped in Xihe City at the foot of the mountain. I am going to the city country now to find Prince Xi Ming and ask him to help me send troops."
"Captain Xi Ming? Are you looking for Crown Prince Xi Ming?" The deep eyes showed a rare tenderness, but it was soon covered by his long eyelashes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth," You know him?"
"Yes, I've met several times."
"Hmph," a light humming sounded in his breath, "He won't help you." The man in black stood up leisurely, turned around, and turned his back to Qing Yan.
Looking at the rude back, Qing Yan wanted to refute, "Why do you say he won't help me?", but he shrank back when he spoke. After all, the person in front of him had just saved his life. .Holding the resentment in his heart, Qing Yan asked, "I dare to ask, who is this young master's name? Why are you staying here in the desolate and extreme late at night?"
When she asked the second sentence, her heart couldn't help but skip a beat. She thought to herself, now there is only him, an outsider. If he was like the two hooligans just now, what should I do? Uh, Introduce, that, uh... But fortunately... he is much more handsome than Zhang San and Li Si...
He slowly turned around, his deep eyes flashed, "I am Huangfu Shi, here late at night, just sitting on the top of this mountain with a bitter meditation."
Qing Yan blinked his eyes a few times and asked with a puzzled look: "What does it mean to sit in a dry Zen?"
"Sitting in a dry Zen? It's just a labor of muscles and bones, and it's hard to understand your mind, nothing else." He continued to say calmly and indifferently, as if the person standing in front of him was just a mortal, not a beautiful man who had just stirred up ripples in his heart just now. .
"Oh," he nodded, Qing Yan wanted to say something, but he felt dizzy on his head, weak and weak, and was about to fall. His body was still hanging in the air, and he was already jailed by his hands. He picked it up in the prison, gently tapped the ground, and landed on the gravel ground beside him.
Qing Yan looked at the person in front of her with some embarrassment. She wanted to say something to thank her, but her mouth seemed to be blocked by the stuffy air in her chest. She couldn't open her head, and her head became even heavier and heavier.
Huangfu Shi stretched out his hand gracefully and stroked Qing Yan's forehead. The back of his hand was about to leave with a touch on his forehead, without any unnecessary movement. He said calmly: "You have a fever."
After days of fatigue and extreme cold, the fatigue and running around finally defeated Liu Qingyan, who was not very healthy.
Her consciousness gradually became dazed, and her body became heavier and heavier...