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Chapter 389 The Bride Who Was Repented 36
Realizing that they were going to chase them down from the snowfield, the Mongolian woman obviously started to panic. She staggered and staggered, but fortunately she grabbed the nearby stone in time to prevent her from falling.

But just at the critical moment, her palm was cut by the edge of the sharp stone blade, and the fresh blood reflected the snow, which was extremely shocking!
Perhaps because of the shock just now, at this moment, the child on her back woke up.

He called out weakly in a foreign language. The wound just now didn't change the woman's face, but when the child woke up and called out so softly, two lines of hot tears instantly fell from her eyes.

"Now is not the time to talk, let the child sleep for a while, let's get out of here first!" Lan Shuying reminded in a timely manner, this time is running for her life, and there is no room for distraction.

With tears in her eyes, the woman turned her head to the side, coaxed the child in a low voice, and then Lan Shuying struck the child's sleeping point.

No one spoke, and the surroundings became quiet again, with the howling cold wind blowing past their ears, and the pursuers were still approaching behind the four of them.

Lan Shuying quickly looked up while leading the way.

There were already five men of different races chasing down this road from above. When they were connected together, they looked like a crooked string of candied haws, and every one meter or so was a new candy.

She asked the woman in a low voice: "What will happen if you are caught up by them?"

The Mongolian woman replied without thinking: "Mangta has killed six of them. If he is caught, they will execute him on the spot!"

Mangta is her husband's name.

The woman said again: "They found out my son's secret, my child did not die at the stake, as long as we can leave Daxue Mountain alive, they will let him go... You, you helped us, but these things have nothing to do with you , we can help you clarify, maybe, maybe..."

Her tone was uncertain.

Moreover, she has said everything from her husband to her child, as well as Lan Shuying passing by, but she did not say how she will be treated. The woman has certain expectations, she hopes to send her child to the mountain safely, but In this process, it doesn't matter even if she pays her life.

Lan Shuying understood.

If she is caught up by the aliens behind, the couple will help her explain, but there is no guarantee that they will be able to get her out of this matter.

There are six lives of the same race between the foreign race and Mangta, which is already an endless relationship.And this Mongolian woman and her are incidental spoils of war. If they lose to these aliens, it will be the relationship between Daozu and fish.

At that time, her life and death will all depend on the mood of those alien races!
Lan Shuying smiled coolly.

In this case, let these guys all be buried here.

Everyone is on this path, and it is most difficult to dodge when people are in the air. At such a short distance, Lan Shuying can be sure that as long as she considers the wind direction and speed, let her hit the poisonous needle in her hand smoothly, then one of these alien races I can't escape.

But not now.

If you let them die on top of their heads, the bodies will roll down, have you ever seen a snowball?Lan Shuying didn't want herself to be the snow that was smeared on her.

"Are there any pursuers?" she asked.

The woman shook her head hesitantly, maybe she wanted to say no, and the more likely answer was that she didn't know.

She went to ask Manta.

Mangta said a few words to the woman, the woman thought for a while, and said to Lan Shuying affirmatively: "These dozen or so are the last batch of pursuers, they can't leave the snow-capped mountains too far, as long as they can escape to the Mongolian territory we It's safe!"

Lan Shuying nodded: "Understood, be careful with your steps, let's continue walking down the mountain."

The road was too steep, and the alien who came down at the beginning had fought against Mangta, but after three moves, the two immediately reached a consensus: it is not suitable to start a war here, and we must fight until we find a safer place.

So there was a weird state of peace on the mountain wall.

More than a dozen alien races have all descended onto the path, the one at the bottom is Lan Shuying who is in charge of leading the way, and Manta and his family of three are in the middle.

The distance between Mangta and the first alien race was less than half a meter, and further up was the skewered bunch of "candied haws".

The hearts of the big guys are very aligned, and they are all walking intently. If someone who doesn't know this scene sees this scene, they may think that they are a group of rock climbing enthusiasts.

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"Father, come in and have something to eat. It's so windy outside, you can't see anything standing there." A young man with a simple and honest face poked his head out of the yurt, and stretched out his hand to tug on his father's cloak.

His father turned his head and glared at him, it turned out to be the Emperor of Swords.

And this simple and honest young man is the eldest son of Daohuang. His parents gave him a more casual name, and he is called Dugu Boss.

Knife Emperor impatiently opened the hand of Boss Dugu, and scolded angrily: "Eat, eat, eat, you say you know how to eat all day long, if you can be faster as hell, can your wife be robbed by others?"

The young man was a little aggrieved by the scolding, and because of his prestige, he didn't dare to utter a word.

Beside the fire in the yurt, a lively and pretty girl in red was looking this way with her chin resting on her cheeks. She had long been used to her elder brother's deflated appearance, and cheerfully chimed in: "That's right, elder brother, are you ashamed or not? I told you to go to Yaohuang Valley to accompany Miss Shiwei, even if it is to move things for her and dry herbs are good, but you just dare not go, what happened?"

Daohuang was even more annoyed when his daughter said this, and kicked Boss Dugu's ass.

"The result? The result is that the poor little girl was tricked out by the unlucky Ye Xinghe. If the old man didn't arrive in time, the mad woman of the Ye family might have forced her to finish her worship!"

After all, she was still a mother's beloved son. Mrs. Dugu pulled her eldest son behind her, and gave Daohuang a sharp look: "What's the matter with the boss? It's obviously that girl's lard has deceived her heart. My son is smart and honest. She is determined, she doesn't know how to cherish, she insists on trusting that little boy of the Ye family, what's the matter, she despises our boss, we have to rush to beg her to come through, huh?"

Mrs. Dugu thought, because of an unexpected downfall, her family ran from their hometown to Guixue Mountain Villa, and after finally getting the news, they chased them all the way here.

"It's not a matter of getting through the door! The old medicine is gone, so just leave such a little girl behind. It doesn't matter whether she is willing to marry in or not. Does our family have to help take care of it?" The Emperor of Swords turned around with his arms akimbo Come here and speak plausibly.

The red-clothed girl rolled her eyes and spoke again, this time acting as a peacemaker, "Father, mother, please stop arguing, the most important thing is to fill your stomach first, and we will go to the snow-capped mountains after the snow is over." Woolen cloth!"

(End of this chapter)