The wind is light and the clouds are as light as it is, and the sun is sparsely falling on Yang Xi's face through the mottled branches and leaves, outlining a blurry landscape.
Murong Yan's cold cheeks were filled with a hint of disdain. Her thin lips curled slightly and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, princess? Or the emperor's aunt?"
"I don't mind you calling me a princess." Yang Xi raised an inadvertent smile and joked: "After all, I am Ba's wife."
Murong Yan's face changed and her eyes were ferocious. "What qualifications are there for a woman like you to be his wife?"
Yang Xi raised his eyebrows and looked innocent: "I really don't care, but I'm helpless when he insists on marrying me."
"You..." Although I knew in my heart that she wanted to anger herself, my anger couldn't be suppressed! After calming down my spirit, I finally suppressed my anger. She smiled sinisterly, "The dying person dares to speak out loudly but he is shameless."
, You are indeed different from ordinary women!”
"If I were an ordinary woman, how could he love me like crazy?" The corners of his eyes accidentally swept around him, and there was no tool that could be used as a weapon. His heart was chilling, but his face had never moved.
If Wugang whip is not in hand, he is equivalent to a useless man without martial arts!
"Want to fight me?" As if seeing through her thoughts, Murong Yan smiled very clearly. "Do you think you can beat me just by those tricks Ye Che taught?"
"What do you want?" She could escape if she couldn't beat her. She took two steps back quietly and set a little distance from her. Yang Xi looked at her coldly, and her smile no longer existed. "If you dare to hurt me, Ba will definitely not
Let you go! Yun won’t let you have a good time!"
"What are your abilities besides relying on men?" I have some ways to deal with her, but she doesn't have to die.
Looking at Murong Yan's vicious smile, Yang Xi's heart contracted unconsciously. This vicious woman must be thinking of a way to harm her!
"Are you scared?" Murong Yan approached one step, his voice like a ghost: "Don't worry, I won't kill you, but I will make you live more uncomfortable than death!"
Anyone who offended her will die, especially this woman who stole her beloved man! But she will let her taste all kinds of bitterness in the world before she dies!
He slowly pulled out the long sword, pointed the tip of the sword directly at Yang Xi's face, and Murong Yan smiled like a flower: "Didn't you learn some moves? Why not let me see it?"
Yang Xi pinched his palm tightly, and suddenly his eyes passed through her locked somewhere behind her, and a faint smile flashed in his eyes.
Murong Yan's back froze. She wanted to look back, but she was afraid it was her trick. She sneered: "You are not qualified to play tricks in front of me!"
With a "brush", the long sword quickly stabbed towards the opponent.
Yang Xi seemed to have not seen her move, and her smiling eyes kept staring behind her. Murong Yan bit her lip, and the long sword suddenly turned around when she was less than a foot away from her, and a move of falling leaves flew, "
He stabbed behind her with a brush.
There were only trees behind, with fallen leaves flying, and there was no one at all! Her face changed, and when she turned around, there was no shadow of Yang Xi behind her?
"Don't you, dare to tease me!" He stomped his feet and flew to chase him out.
Yang Xi ran all the way, and a fine cold sweat had already oozed out of her back. The one she had just fought was really dangerous. If Murong Yan had less suspicious heart, she would have died under her sword. Seeing Murong Yan
She chased after her from afar, took a deep breath, leaped onto the cliff, and dodged into the cave beside her.
Murong Yan followed closely, stopped and glanced at a protruding rock on the cliff, and then hurriedly chased out.
Only then did Yang Xi dare to breathe a sigh of relief. He looked into the cave and saw a faint light in the dark cave. There seemed to be a way out on the other end of the cave! She calmed down and groped slowly.
Go in.
There should be no beasts like wolf, tiger, etc. between this steep stone wall...
A few steps closer, she heard a faint sound of fighting in the cave. She held her breath and accelerated her pace, but carefully did not make any sound. The people inside didn't know if they were leaving the shift or clouds! She was anxious.
But he didn't dare to approach it carelessly, after all, he didn't know whether the people in the cave were enemies or friends.
The fighting sounded abruptly, and a dull low moan came, and she tightened her heart and ran over quickly.
Although the low moan was light, she clearly distinguished that it was Fu Qing's voice! Hearing his voice, he seemed to be seriously injured!
Even if Fu Qing had used her, she knew that he was injured and her heart was still inexplicably nervous. No matter how he treated herself, his care and love for Feng Ba would never be fake. She could not look at him.
Ignore the injury!
"Who?" Hearing the messy footsteps, Murong Yun's long sword pointed directly at the end. After seeing the person clearly, his face changed and the long sword immediately retracted. "Xi'er, why are you...
...”
Seeing her shocked expression, Murong Yun swallowed all the words back into her stomach in an instant.
"Brother Qing!" Yang Xi ran towards Fu Qing, who was lying in a pool of blood. Looking at his pale face and the blood hole on his chest, she said tremblingly: "Brother Qing, how are you?"
Fu Qing shook his thick eyelashes, and his lips turned pale: "Xi... Er, go quickly..."
Yang Xi bit his lip, tore off the clothes on his body and pressed them hard on his bloody wound. His slender fingertips quickly hit his chest a few times, sealing several large acupoints around him. "Don't talk."
, I will cure you."
After fumbled on her body with both hands, she remembered that the inscription bag she carried with her seemed to be thrown into somewhere when she was running away desperately. Her nose felt sore and she still pressed it hard on Fu Qing's wound.
Fu Qing moved his lips and said with difficulty: "You... go quickly, he won't... let you go."
"Don't talk!" She suddenly yelled, her teeth clenched.
She doesn't want to listen, and doesn't want to listen to anything again! As long as she can save him, she will say anything later!
"Xi..."
"Yun, don't let him die!" She didn't look back, and the tone of her speaking to Murong Yun was no different from the past.
"Xi'er, you can't save him!" Murong Yun glanced at Fu Qing coldly and said in a deep voice.
"I want to save him!" Yang Xi turned around and stared at him and said sadly: "He is my brother Qing, Yun, he is brother Qing! I can't watch him die!"
She knows! It turns out that she has always known it!
Murong Yun looked at her, and at this moment, he didn't know whether to feel pitiful for her or to feel sorry for her kindness. After a moment of contemplation, he threw down his sword and slowly walked towards them.
"I don't want him to save him!" Suddenly, Fu Qing grabbed Yang Xi's wrist with the excessive force, and slid a few thin bloodshots on her wrist. He glared and said in a cold voice: "If it's not."
He, why am I here? Murong Yun, you don’t have to pretend, I don’t need your mercy!”
The eyes that looked at Murong Yun were filled with strong anger and resentment that was so heavy that it was unable to resolve.