Wrong marriage at night: the princess has yin and yang pupils

Chapter 57

My vision is cloudy.

The body seemed to be trapped in a thick stick.

Trying to struggle, but getting deeper and deeper.

Suddenly, a light appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of cracked hands tore the light apart continuously.

A strong earthy smell rushed into my nostrils.

Just as a blurry face slowly became clear in my sight, a burst of baby crying suddenly came from behind sharply.

I turned my face subconsciously, and my whole body sank instantly.

The huge impact made me sit up suddenly.

"woke up?"

When I saw clearly that the person standing in front of me was Duguhan, I broke out in a cold sweat like I just returned to my soul.

"I thought you were dead, and I was about to bury you!" Duguhan said casually.

"How?" I quickly asked, "How did I wake up?"

"Of course you woke up by yourself!" Duguhan picked up a cup of tea and took a sip, "You think this king will save you?"

Why is this dead man so annoying?

"Duguhan, you gave me such an answer after I walked away from the underworld?"

With a loud roar, I picked up the shoes on the ground and smashed them over.

The moment he hit the face, he was caught by Duguhan.

"The combination of terracotta and hell moss can cause people to fake death! But this state of suspended animation can only last for half an hour!" Duguhan glanced at me, "That's because the human body digests the food within half an hour. The outer layer of pulp."

Sure enough, it was almost the same as I guessed!
"So, you insisted on waiting for half an hour?" I asked tentatively.

"En!" Duguhan snorted through his nose.

"Aren't you afraid of my death?"

"It's not just a matter of a day or two that this king hopes for your death, and it's not like you don't know it!"

I didn't make a sound, but suddenly rushed over and stretched my hand towards Duguhan's waist.

But before he touched the hilt, he was grabbed.

"Don't touch it!" Dugu coldly warned, "On the battlefield, the weapon is the life of the soldier, unless it is death, it will never leave the body!"

……

I rode my horse and galloped, and soon I reached the border of the barbarians.

Far away, I saw a banner with a wolf totem printed on it.

As soon as I got off the horse, an arrow pierced in front of me with a 'swish' sound.

It's only half a palm away from the tip of my shoe.

I retreated subconsciously, but more than a dozen arrows blocked my retreat one after another.

Looking at the faintly visible green sap on the arrowhead, I knew it must have been coated with poison.

Swallowing, I lifted the white handkerchief and shook it vigorously.

After a while, a group of soldiers dressed as foreigners surrounded me.

"who are you?"

The bearded man in the lead suddenly spoke in a rough voice.

"I'm here to surrender!" I cautiously looked at the bearded man.

"Surrender?" The bearded man sneered, "Do you think we will fall for your tricks?"

Speaking of this, the bearded man pointed his bow and arrow at me.

At the moment when the bearded man was about to bend his bow and shoot an arrow, I raised a sword high.

The bearded man only took one look, then froze.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded from the crowd.

The soldiers put down their bows and arrows one after another, and automatically parted ways to the two sides.

Then, a white-haired old man with a cane came slowly.

He was wearing a tattered robe, with strange patterns tattooed on his wrinkled face.

The eyeball of the left eye seemed to be boiled, completely pale, and without pupils.

But the most intrusive thing is not his eyes, but the withered hand covering his right cheek.

……

(End of this chapter)