Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

Shang Ce's pupils shrank sharply, and he subconsciously reached out to reach for the sword that fell to the ground. However, the next moment, the sword that was so close at hand was kicked one meter away by Nan Qiao.

Not too far, but out of his reach.

After all, Nan Qiao was right in front of him, and he wanted to take it unless he had to go around her, but she... didn't seem to be as simple as she seemed.

Thinking about it, Shang Ce's face turned even darker.

Nan Qiao blinked, but his voice was still as gentle as water: "Sorry, I scared you, but I don't like someone pointing a sword at me."

Those who know the current affairs are heroes, but they are unable to make decisions, so they have to be a little soft. But the voice was still cold and hard, the cold eyes were filled with coldness, and there was no sign of the so-called "submission":

"...What's the point of this girl?"

"You should ask the young master this question."

Nan Qiao casually picked it up, took Shang Ce's sword into the palm of his hand, and tapped the clear blade with his fingertips.

"It's midnight, the sword is still stained with blood, and the young master is dressed in black, so you can't see his face clearly. He seems to be even more evil than me."

"Besides, from the sound of his voice, the young master doesn't seem to be from Beichang. Instead, he sounds like... from Yu State?"

Nan Qiao pointed in the direction to the north. The movement there was still non-stop, and there was a bit of sporadic light. Even through the dense jungle, you could catch a glimpse: "It seems a little uneven over there, right?"

There were only a few words, but Shang Ce's expression changed again and again after hearing it.

These few words almost revealed his identity. She was obviously pretending to be confused because she understood!

This kind of commotion is so loud, no one in the border area will not know who the Beichang soldiers are chasing.

"This has nothing to do with the girl. It was my fault for attacking the girl earlier. I apologize to the girl and ask her to return the sword to me."

"I promise I won't hurt the girl at all."

Shang Ce couldn't tell who Nan Qiao was, and whether he was an assistant to those who were chasing him outside, but for now he could only stabilize her first, and even if he couldn't get the sword back, he should at least be able to escape.

He couldn't stay here anymore, Shang Ce secretly made up his mind.

As soon as he moved, by chance, the voice from the other side came over.

"hurry up!"

"I really don't know why we are still searching here. Didn't I tell you that Shang Ce went to the west? Tsk, it's really difficult to walk on this broken road..."

"Okay, don't be poor. If you are caught, it will be a great achievement. Think of the good things."

"How is it possible to catch it! Such a good thing..."

The sound of conversation was getting closer and closer along with the sound of rustling footsteps.

Unfortunately, Shang Ce frowned. He had been dealing with Nan Qiao for too long, and they actually chased him.

He had some resentment in his heart, but he couldn't express it. He could only retreat secretly.

There was a sudden tightening on the arm.

"Master, don't you want to wear a sword? Where are you going?"

What is she going to do!

Shang Ce wanted to curse, but reality gave him no room to curse.

He couldn't even break away from her greatly, because even a slightly louder movement would inevitably attract the attention of the soldiers.

So he had no choice but to lower his voice, gritted his teeth and said, "If the girl likes it, just give it to her."

"This is made of fine black iron. It seems to have been used for many years. Master, are you willing to part with it?"

"Whether you want to give it up or not, it's not more important than your life."

Shang Ce pursed his lips and secretly gathered strength, but kept a calm expression on his face, carefully diverting Nan Qiao's attention: "Is the girl from Beichang? Or is she interested in the reward of one hundred taels?"

Otherwise, why would ordinary people be willing to get involved in such a dangerous matter?

"None of them." Nan Qiao shook his head and smiled silently, "It's just a little girl who came here and wanted to see the general's style."

As soon as Nan Qiao said these words, Shang Ce's vigilance was raised to the highest level.

She really knew his identity!

Nan Qiao, on the other hand, seemed to have completely ignored Shang Ce's ugly face and his silently clenched fists, and continued to speak: "It just seems that the general is a little embarrassed."

"But since the general gave me his sword, which is such a great gift, I can't help the general."

After hearing these words, Shang Ce was stunned for a moment, but the next second, the hand on his arm that had not been released suddenly used strength.

He didn't notice for a moment, didn't stop on his feet, and actually threw himself directly into Nan Qiao's arms.

A faint, medicinal smell first entered the nasal cavity, followed by a soft touch...

Finally, Shang Ce realized what Nan Qiao had done. Blood rushed to his cheeks, and his instinctive reaction was to struggle immediately.

"Shh, don't move. I'll take the general somewhere."

Nan Qiao hugged Shang Ce's flexible and thin waist, which she could almost wrap around with one hand, and easily suppressed his restless behavior.

Of course he couldn't forget the sword, which Nan Qiao held in his other hand.

Immediately, the steps under their feet changed, and with a few flickers, the two of them retreated a long distance in an instant.

It was only now that Shang Ce noticed that there was a secret cave hidden in the dense bushes. The area is not large and can only accommodate three people at most.

But for them today, it's not too crowded.

but…

"Girl! Let me go!" Shang Ce gritted his teeth and spoke with a breath. His body was almost afraid to move, and his hands were clenched into fists for fear of touching something that shouldn't be touched.

How can a man and a woman behave without being intimate?

How could she, a girl, hug a man so casually?

"Shh..." Nan Qiao just raised his hand and made a quiet gesture, as if to coax a child, "General, be good."

The search team was approaching.

"You don't want to be discovered by people outside, right?"

Shang Ce's vision became blurry, almost blind, but he could still see the little bits of firelight shining through the trees outside.

It's just that the eyes that have been drugged can't stand the stimulation. For him now, this weak and almost non-existent light is like directly facing the noon sun, which is so irritating that he can't open his eyes at all.

Sourness accumulated in my eyes, as if someone had hit me with a hammer. In the end, tears fell directly from the corners of my eyes.

The tick-tick-tick-tock sound was like raindrops falling, and Shang Ce could not restrain himself at all.

Nan Qiao was paying attention outside, but didn't notice the discussion until he felt a little cool water on his neck.

Then he turned around.

The scene in front of him stunned Nan Qiao.

"I didn't even bully the general. Why is the general crying like this?"