Jiaohua

Chapter 96 Named Qingyun (two more)
The victory in the first battle of the division, although it was a sneak attack, it was too unbelievable to win.

The soldiers rummaged through the corpses and found a token of the Dragon Tiger Hall. Even Song Erlang was surprised.

Among so many cottages, it is said that the most ferocious one is Longhutang, which is all about its fighting power.

He remembered what the servants said, and it seemed that it was also the Dragon Tiger Hall.

Throwing the token to the guard behind, Song Erlang said: "Either the former bandits were too useless, or we overestimated these horse thieves, there is nothing to be afraid of, we continue to kill!"

"Yes!" Several soldiers around him shouted.

Bian Yuanfeng and the others escaped in shock.

The horses under him didn't seem to be able to run fast either, and in the panic, the crowd had long since dispersed. He and Cao Yu, the two horses one after the other, had lost their way and ran indiscriminately towards the front.

Bian Yuanfeng's face was pale, and his hands were tightly gripping the reins. He was not good at riding, and he felt uncomfortable.

The chasing soldiers behind him seemed to be led away by Lu Xinglang and Bian Lei. They ran into a wood and finally rested after confirming again and again that there were no chasing soldiers.

The two were too tired to speak, and stared blankly at the ground with round eyes.

Bian Yuanfeng felt nausea in his abdomen, suddenly opened his mouth, lay there and vomited.

"Master." Cao Yu called.

What he had just eaten, before he even digested it, he spit it all out in a big mouth.

Cao Yu went to the horse and took off the kettle: "I'll get you some water!"

"Don't!" Bian Yuanfeng yelled quickly, "Don't go."

"What?" Cao Yu turned around.

"You're right here, don't go." Bian Yuanfeng looked at him, "I'm not thirsty."

He is particularly afraid of a person now. If Cao Yu goes out like this and something happens, what will he do?
The chain of events that happened these days made him feel like he was dreaming.

It was unreal, too illusory, and he even thought that when he went back to the mountain now, maybe Mrs. Bian and Bian Yuanxue were still there, as well as his few watery little maids.

Headache, groggy pain, stomach discomfort followed, he wanted to vomit again.

Cao Yu frowned, faintly worried: "Master, I'll go find some water, it's fine, it's over there, I won't go far."

"No! No!" Bian Yuanfeng said angrily.

Cao Yu sighed lightly, "I'll go back when I go."

Having said that, he left.

Bian Yuanfeng was in a hurry, but he didn't dare to shout loudly, and at the same time he didn't have the strength to get up and chase.

He looked over there closely, lest he hear another terrible sound.

Cao Yu came back soon with a pot full of water in his hand: "Come on, young master."

Bian Yuanfeng looked down at the kettle, paused, reached out to take it, and fell on his face.

Water poured out of the jug, ran down his face, and into his open mouth.

He lowered his hand and shook his head fiercely, his head hurt even more, but the pain in his heart also made him sober up.

After rinsing the water in his mouth, he spat it out, and said in a low voice, "They are going to kill them all, so we won't survive."

Cao Yu didn't say a word, his expression hated.

The picture just now is not unfamiliar, but they have always been sharpening their knives and slashing wantonly, but just now, the people who have no power to return are also them.

Those corpses lying under the horse's hooves were still sitting alive with the crowd just a moment ago.

Cao Yu himself was a leader of ten people, with eleven or two people in his hands. I don't know if anyone is still alive and can escape from there by luck.

"Master, let's go on after the break."

"Where?" Bian Yuanfeng asked tiredly.

"Looking for the eighth master, isn't the eighth master going to hit the village today? It's really not possible, we can also go back to the mountain, let's go to the back mountain to find a place to hide!"

Thinking of the corpses scattered all over the mountain, Bian Yuanfeng had another nausea in his stomach.

He held back this time, frowning so tightly that he didn't want to think about it.

"Find my father," Bian Yuanfeng gritted his teeth. "When my father is with me, all these revenge will be avenged. One day, I will let them all die by my sword!"

Cao Yu didn't speak, he sat down beside him and put his hand on his head.

Xia Zhaoyi found a shady spot by the cool and cool lake. She cut a smooth wooden board, wrapped it in rough long grass, and brushed the horse's back.

She is too short, and it is very laborious to brush, she needs to step on the stone beside her.

The long grass is easy to wear and tear, and she has to re-wrap it if it breaks.

After brushing it several times, and pounding a lot of vanilla, she smelled it, and finally there was no strange smell.

The sun was hot and dry, so she threw away the plank and raised her hand to gently stroke the horse's back.

"Ma'er, come home with me."

The soothing massage that stopped suddenly made the horse look back at her.

Xia Zhaoyi's eyes were soft, but her voice was sad: "This journey will be difficult, but I will not abandon you."

The words of the two soldiers were like a thin needle.

Dipped in vinegar, it stabbed her heart fiercely.

"Let me give you a name," Xia Zhaoyi said with a smile, "I'll call you Qingyun, okay?"

The horse raised its head and croaked softly, and its hoofs were gently scratching on the ground.

Xia Zhaoyi jumped down, came back with the washed and dried saddle, hung it on the horse's back, tied the reins, and stepped on a higher stone, turning over on the horse's back.

Leaning over and stroking the horse's neck, Xia Zhaoyi gently tugged at the horse's rein: "Go, Qingyun, let's go home."

The horse cooperated obediently, and was led by her to turn the horse's head.

Xia Zhaoyi took a few steps and felt that the horse was still obedient. She clamped her legs and kicked the horse's belly, and the horse's movements quickened.

Avoiding the canyon that screamed and killed, she walked to the jungle on the other side.

But in this chaotic situation, some people and things are really unavoidable.

"drive!"

There was shouting from there, and the sound of messy hooves came.

Xia Zhaoyi stopped the horse and saw several horse thieves rushing in his direction from a distance.

The one headed by her, she remembered deeply.

After she reopened her eyes in this world, she gave her the darkest and darkest knife.

The young man who followed closely behind him had a filial towel wrapped around his head, and his face was not unfamiliar.

"They?" Xia Zhaoyi narrowed her eyes and led Qingyun inside.

"drive!"

They drank and galloped fast.

Behind them, there seemed to be screams in the distance.

"Go over there!" Lu Tanlang pointed to another path, "Everyone run away!"

The people behind him were reluctant, hesitating whether to leave.

"Let's go!" Bian Lei also called back, "It's safe to run separately!"

Those ten people gritted their teeth, pulled the reins and turned around: "Forget it, let's go!"

If both sides are dead, bet on who is more unlucky.

However, Xia Zhaoyi felt that they were all unlucky. When they ran away, Xia Zhaoyi said softly, "These unlucky bastards, maybe they didn't know that they went around and came back."

(End of this chapter)