There are nine curves and eighteen curves on the Nine Corridor. If you climb along its winding road, you will circle around the top of the mountain, and the journey is too far.
They chose the most difficult vertical line to climb.
Qing Yan's weak body at that time had stimulated strong potential. He climbed all the way without saying a word of fatigue.
They climbed for a long time and finally reached the middle of the mountain. At this moment, it was getting dark and dawn was about to break out.
The fatigue of the whole night made Qing Yan exhausted. She sat on a big stone and gasped for a few breaths. She took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat that oozed her forehead. This made Princess Yingyue feel so reluctant to see, so she suggested
: "Sister, let's insist on it again, but we should stop climbing. Just walk along the mountain road for a while, and it will be going downhill soon."
"Well," Qing Yan stood up firmly. Although her legs and feet were a little numb, she still tried hard to take a step forward. "Let's go, don't delay any more. The pursuers may come later!"
Inadvertently, Yingyue's hand had already supported Qing Yan's slender waist, holding her and slowly running through the mountain stream.
Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of him, and seven or eight reckless men hiding behind the huge rocks suddenly jumped out, and then, a group of people jumped out behind him.
Yingyue calmly looked at the man holding a machete coldly. However, she was surprised in her heart, because they were all wearing official uniforms, dressed as the imperial guards in Qilin City. Could it be that they were chasing him so quickly
Is it?
There were about thirty people surrounding Yingyue and the others. Qing Yan nervously pulled Yingyue's clothes and hid his weak body behind Yingyue.
The guard in the lead looked bad, glared at Yingyue and Qingyan, walked up and looked them up and down, "Damn it, it turned out to be two little white faces! Fuck, why are you going to run to this wilderness before dawn?
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Yingyue's face showed a rare violent aura, and her teeth were chewing. When did she, who had always been arrogant, suffer such a suffocation again? Yingyue didn't take a few bird guards seriously.
However, there are many people in them, and if they start to fight, they will be afraid that Qing Yan will be hurt, so she can only choose to endure temporarily.
Yingyue frowned and raised her head, "We are rushing to the night and going back to our hometown, what are you doing?"
"Hometown? Where is it?" The guard looked up and down at Yingyue, with anger on his face.
"Dayuan!"
"No wonder, my mother doesn't sound like a local person! Fuck him, grandma, and it makes the man happy in vain! Get out of here!"
Yingyue lowered her head, suppressed the anger in her heart, pulled Qing Yan's hand, and ran quickly.
As soon as he ran out of the encirclement, he heard the guard in the lead complaining there, "Fuck him, I've been waiting in this place where birds don't poop for more than ten days. Where did anyone come from? What a fucking thing
Qu, Xi Ming, Xi Ming, don’t let me catch you, I have to peel off all your skin!"
When Qing Yan heard this, his heart trembled suddenly, and he fell heavily to the ground with a ties under his feet.
Behind him, bursts of laughter from the guards came.
The head guard shouted again: "Smile, come back to my position! Hide it, it will be a bad thing for mother to be alerted, mother!"
Yingyue reached out and pulled Qing Yan, patted the dust on her knees, and asked with concern: "Is that okay?"
"Yeah." With tears that were about to seep out of your eyes, Qing Yan nodded, stopped stopping too much, and continued to grit his teeth and run forward.
Only after running hundreds of meters away from the ambush circle of the guards did they slow down their pace of progress.
Yingyue breathed a sigh of relief and gently stroked Qing Yan's back, "Sister, don't worry too much. My husband has his own blessing, he will be fine. Didn't you see this?
The guards are probably the minions of the second prince Xi Ling, and are now searching for Xi Ming with all their might. Since they have not found Xi Ming's whereabouts, it proves that he is still safe now."
"I know." Qing Yan looked back and looked at the place where he was ambushed just now, "but so many people are pursuing him, it's really..."
"Okay, okay, let's hurry up. At that time, not only will light chase him, but even us will be the target of their pursuit. While the news has not leaked yet, we have to rush to the one you mentioned as soon as possible
Linglongju at the Goddess Peak. I hope to live a peaceful life that is isolated from the world there."
The two weak bodies supported each other and headed towards the east towards the rising sun.
...
The bright moon and the sky are bright, the stars are lit, the night is long, lonely and lonely. A man in black, wearing a hat, silently staring at the peak of Jiuzhilang. The breeze blows by, and his clothes are flying, reflecting his vigorous and powerful upright posture
.
Slowly removing the hat, the handsome face finally showed up: the bridge of the high nose, the thin perfect lips, the sharp eyebrows as sharp as the sword's edge, the deep starry eyes flashed
With a cold light, domineering and arrogant.
Zherong stands on the misty mountain peak with a sad face.
He has been searching for Prince Xi Ming in the Nine Corridor area for more than a month. Until now, there has been no news.
They scattered all over the place and made an appointment to meet at the Ninth Corridor on the second day of this month, communicate with each other and share any clues. However, he sat on the Wangfeng stone for a night, and had not waited for anything else until dawn was about to break out.
The arrival of the guards.
If only one or two people were absent, it would be fine, but all eighteen people failed to show up, which is amazing. Could it be that my order was wrong? Not this day
Is it?
Shaking his head in confusion, Zherong was convinced that he had always made any mistakes in this kind of thing. Is there anything else that happened? Where did these guards go?
Just when he was puzzled, "Swoosh!" A rocket crossed the sky. A gust of storm rose from Xiao Su's declining open space, stirring up the hat on Zherong's forehead. He frowned and looked around with a warning, a trace of
An ominous premonition suddenly surged into his heart, making him tremble.
As the top killer assassin in the city country, what kind of storms have you never seen?
He keenly sensed a thin bloody rust air mixed in the air, revealing a hint of chill.
The wrist was loose, and a Qinggang sword was already in the grip.
"Crash!" There was a sound of soil rolling, and dozens of figures rushed up from all directions from the ridge on the flat ground between the foothills.
They were all wearing red imperial uniforms, leather boots, and machetes in their hands. Their deep and leisurely eyes were shining with strange light, which made people shudder.