The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 317 follow me

Wu Qianqiu stared at the thin white and blue hand, and was immediately shocked, how can this be a human hand, the color of a dead person, right?
He hurriedly stepped forward to grab Xiao Yu's hand, and he was really shocked by the cold.

"Hold on, I'll pull you out right now, don't die! If you die, I'll have to bury you with you."

He grabbed Xiao Yu's arm and pulled it out vigorously, while the other hand kept shaving the snow, Xiao Yu said in his heart: That's true, although I don't know what the person from Lianhua Palace wants to do, but since he doesn't want his life , as far as everything goes.

"Then hurry up...I...cough cough cough——I can't hold it anymore."

While talking, Xiao Yu worked hard to move his stiff limbs, Wu Qianqiu's head was covered with sweat, and after a lot of effort, he finally pulled Xiao Yu out of the snow.

"Huh—you look thin, why are you so heavy?"

Wu Qianqiu sat down on the snow, panting heavily.

Xu felt that Xiao Yu was not threatening now, his voice was no longer concealed, Xiao Yu noticed a slight difference, his voice was very similar to Wu Qianqiu, but clearer than Wu Qianqiu, he should be younger than Wu Qianqiu .

Xiao Yu crawled out from the bottom, covered in snow, very cold, she lay on her back on the snow, feeling that she had no strength at all, her hands and feet were trembling, if this person wanted to take her away by force at this time, she would really Can't resist.

She could only move her eyes, and tried to look around, hoping to find traces of Han Yi and the others, but it was a pity that all she could see was a vast expanse of whiteness, making people dazzled.

Wu Qianqiu seemed to be resting, but in fact, he never took his eyes off Xiao Yu's face for a moment, and he had a panoramic view of Xiao Yu's series of small movements.

With a sneer, he said: "Don't waste your efforts, your people don't know which snowdrift is buried, here are just you and me."

After saying that, he seemed to think of something, he made a move suddenly, and when Xiao Yu was weak, he touched Xiao Yu's acupuncture point with one hand, and Xiao Yu's body went numb, and he couldn't move at all.

She opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but Wu Qianqiu tapped her dumb acupoint with her backhand: "The regent gave birth to a clever mouth, let you speak, what if I tricked me? I don't want to talk to the master yet. As an enemy, I have to wrong you to shut up."

Xiao Yu: "..."

On the importance of strong martial arts.

This time, only the eyeballs can move.

Wu Qianqiu met her eyes, and felt relieved, "Oh - the famous regent fell into the hands of such a small person like me, how happy! Sending you back, I don't know how happy the master is, I can reach the sky in one step, thank you The prince is complete."

Xiao Yu: "..." This guy is really irritating.

"Don't stare at me, save some strength." Wu Qianqiu stood up and patted the snow on his body, looked around, the smile on his face faded, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go."

He leaned over and embraced Xiao Yu's waist, put the person on his shoulders, and walked forward like this lightly. After two steps, he suddenly stopped, and said to himself: "No, this way It’s the direction out of the village, those people might have been rushed out of the village, and when I went out, didn’t I happen to bump into them?”

He carefully distinguished the direction, took Xiao Yu and jumped forward, and went in the opposite direction.

Xiao Yu's heart tightened. This person seemed careless, but in fact he was very careful. He didn't show any flaws along the way. He pretended to be Wu Qianqiu. Of course, they didn't rule out the reason that they spent too little time with Wu Qianqiu. , they can't see a little difference.

But until now, although he was talking, his voice was not loud, and only the two of them could hear it, either because he was afraid that the snow mountain would collapse again, or because he was afraid of being discovered by others.

In the final analysis, he was careless this time, Xiao Yu sighed in his heart, it is true that the days of peace have passed for a long time, and vigilance has become worse.

Wu Qianqiu carried her around a few times before disappearing into the vast world.

……

The peaceful Xueye became quiet again, until a rush of horseshoes sounded, breaking the illusion of tranquility.

"Hurry up--"

"What about people?"

"The Commander in Cold Clothes!"

"My lord!"

"Wu Qianqiu——"

Shouts rang out one after another, and Ning Zhao hurriedly waved his hands: "Stop shouting, look here—"

She turned over and got off the horse, pointed to a bloodstain on the ground, gasped and said, "Look, there's blood here, they should be nearby."

"But why is there no movement at all? I didn't see a single person." Feng Jiang frowned and looked around, and glanced at a place under the glaring white light, his eyes froze for a moment: "There seems to be someone there! Quick, go dig him out !"

"Yes!" The Xuanying soldiers who came got off their horses one after another, Feng Jiang jumped off his horse, and ran over quickly.

Ning Zhao stepped on the snow with one foot deep and the other shallow, and couldn't help but say, "What happened here just now? Why is the snow so uneven?"

She stepped on something and couldn't help but tilt her foot, almost falling into the snowdrift.

Xuan Yingjun behind hurriedly stretched out his hand to give her a hand: "Miss, be careful—"

Ning Zhao was taken aback, feeling that the touch underneath was not right, so she hurriedly stood aside, "Take a look, is there something underneath?"

Xuan Yingjun stepped forward, stretched out his hand to dig under the ground, and indeed saw a piece of clothes, "There... there are people under here!"

Ning Zhao was startled, and hurriedly shouted to everyone: "Everyone, walk slowly, be careful not to step on the people below, they may be buried below!"

"what?"

"Then dig it quickly, be careful, don't hurt the people below."

Feng Jiang yelled, and as soon as he turned around, he saw that the piece he saw just now shook suddenly, and the snow was blown away, so he quickly turned his face to hide.

But still, some snow foam splashed into his mouth, and he let out a "pooh": "Who is it?"

"Cough cough cough——Feng...Feng Jiang!"

Hearing this voice, Feng Jiang trembled all over. He hurriedly turned to look, "Han Yi? Why are you here? Where's the master?"

Han Yi struggled to crawl out from the ground, his face was pale, and his lips were bloodless. It looked like he was seriously injured. Feng Jiang hurriedly stepped forward to help him dig him out from the snow. As a result, Han Yi He couldn't help but gasped, Feng Jiang was stunned, his eyes fell on his shoulder, seeing that blood was still oozing out there, obviously it was involved in the action just now.

His expression changed immediately: "Have you met an assassin?"

If it was an ordinary villager, how could Han Yi be injured like this?
Han Yi knelt on one knee in the snow, tightly grasping Feng Jiang's hand, with veins popping up on his forehead: "We met the killer of Lianhua Palace, Wu Qianqiu is a fake, the whereabouts of the master is unknown now, hurry to find! Quick! "

"what?!"

"The lord is missing?" Ning Zhao, who came over, heard this sentence, and his eyes were instantly darkened.

(End of this chapter)