The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

These horse bandits could only explain so much. After asking a few more questions and finding that they could no longer ask for any more information, Jiang Yunluo let the blazing fire and flowing smoke lead them away.

As for the outcome...

Naturally, they were the same as those horse bandits who were executed before.

They are all extremely vicious people who have had human lives on their hands. To die like this would be an advantage for them.

Seeing the group of horse bandits being taken away crying for their fathers and mothers, there was no sympathy on their faces.

Su Manman sighed, then frowned: "Do you think...where will Jiang Weijing be now?"

"Maybe something unexpected has happened."

Lu Ting was afraid that she would think too much, so he patted her shoulder gently to indicate that she didn't need to worry.

He added: "He already has inconvenient legs and feet, and he fell from such a high place. Maybe now..."

"Will not."

Jiang Yunluo suddenly snorted coldly.

"Didn't you listen to what the bandits said? They searched under the cliff for a long time and didn't even see a trace of blood. Jiang Weijing must still be alive."

"But his legs..."

Su Manman was puzzled.

The group of horse bandits just said it in detail.

It is said that the unknown woman threw him down in order to protect Jiang Weijing.

But he didn't bring a wheelchair.

A cold light suddenly flashed in Jiang Yunluo's eyes.

The sharp aura surrounding him was felt by everyone around him.

Then she said in a deep voice: "His leg has healed."

"All right?!"

Lu Ting and others all looked surprised.

Only Ling Fengshuo was not surprised by this.

Huayue also knew that Jiang Yunluo had treated Jiang Weijing, but she frowned when she heard this.

"His legs have been disabled for a long time. Even if they are cured, it will not be possible in such a short period of time..."

"Ordinary people really can't."

Jiang Yunluo let out a deep breath: "I underestimated him."

The pain caused by rehabilitation is simply unimaginable.

Even she couldn't imagine how much effort Jiang Weijing put in to stand up as soon as possible.

Listening to the conversation between several people, Lu Ting seemed to finally realize something.

"Princess, his legs are yours..."

"Yes."

Jiang Yunluo responded solemnly.

Lu Ting's face was full of anger: "Then why did he..."

Halfway through his words, a needle-like look suddenly came from the side.

Sensing Ling Fengshuo's warning look, Lu Ting quickly shut his mouth, but he was still angry deep in his heart.

Since it was the princess who cured his leg, why did he turn against the princess and harm the princess like this?

But what if I ask?

I'm afraid even the princess doesn't know.

To repay kindness with hatred, what reason is needed?

If he really asks, it will only cause trouble for the princess...

Thinking about it, he quickly changed the topic.

"Are we going to continue to live here?"

"Of course not."

Jiang Yunluo answered quickly, not affected by what happened just now, and said in a deep voice: "It's no longer safe here. The horse bandits suddenly quieted down and stopped making trouble. Someone from the government and the camp will definitely send someone to see what's going on. , the damaged Stonehenge cannot be hidden for too long, Mu Li should be back in a day or two at most, and then we will set off directly to Luoyan City, and we will also find a way to rescue Black Eagle..."

This is the most difficult problem that everyone needs to face right now.

As she finished speaking, the air suddenly became quiet.

Everyone was silent, as if a big mountain suddenly pressed on everyone's heart.

Mo Ying had already discussed the Black Eagle matter with everyone after he left in the evening.

But there was no good solution for a while.

When will the rescue take place?

How to rescue?

What will happen then?

These are currently unpredictable.

half an hour-

"Go back and rest first. If Mu Li comes back tomorrow, we will set off directly."

Jiang Yunluo made her final decision, then took the lead and turned back in the direction she came from.

Ling Fengshuo naturally followed quickly.

As soon as the two of them entered the small courtyard, he stepped forward and hugged her from behind very naturally.

"What else?"

Jiang Yunluo's helpless tone contained a hint of warning.

But what's more, it's exhaustion.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Fengshuo suddenly said: "I'm sorry."

Jiang Yunluo: "...?"

"You have a fever?"

She turned to look at the person behind her, and stretched out her hand to touch his forehead in a funny way to check the temperature.

But his palm was grasped.

Ling Fengshuo lowered his eyes and met her puzzled eyes. His usually sharp face was now full of gentleness, and then he smiled as if he was self-deprecating.

"I just suddenly thought that you haven't had a good life since you came here. You always encounter all kinds of troubles. It was my fault before, but now..."

Now of course there is no need to say more.

Seeing her calmly appeasing everyone and giving orders just now, he felt proud and distressed at the same time.

Jiang Yunluo realized something from the second half of his unfinished sentence, and suddenly her heart trembled, feeling a little sour for no reason.

But he didn't show it at all on his face. Instead, he said nonchalantly: "Is this what you call a bad life? I used to..."

When I was picked up for training, I really had a hard time.

Not wanting to mention those things again, she paused for a moment and suddenly changed the subject: "Who said you can't live a good life?"

"Ok?"

Ling Fengshuo raised his eyebrows slightly.

Then he saw the person in front of him suddenly raise the corners of his lips in a mischievous arc.

"I have been living a very good life since I reconciled with you. I run a restaurant with Manman every day. I don't know how happy I am. I only eat and sleep all day long and count money... Ling Fengshuo!"

The proud tone was interrupted by an exclamation.

Ling Fengshuo was choked by her and had nothing to say. Thinking of those days, he felt sad, so he could only pick him up and strode towards the room.

As soon as he entered the door, he stood between his arms and the wall and asked seriously: "When do you plan to marry me?"

Perhaps he was aware of her recent response, and he rarely showed a bit of his previous tough and domineering attitude.

Jiang Yunluo's eyes flickered for a moment, not letting go of his "flaws," and even though she deliberately darkened her face: "What kind of attitude? I've only been nice to you for two days, but King Shuo has turned a serious face again to show off in front of me, right?"

With just one word, Ling Fengshuo instantly broke through.

"Yao'er, I'm not..."

"what is that?"

Jiang Yunluo didn't give him a chance to defend herself. She bent down and slipped out of his arms like a fish.

Ling Fengshuo turned to follow and wanted to explain: "Yao'er, I..."

"Shh."

Jiang Yunluo signaled him to be silent, and then yawned widely.

"What do you mean? It's not just words. I have eyes, so I will naturally see by myself. Well, I am very tired today. I may have to travel tomorrow. Get some rest early! I'm going to bed first!"

With that said, the man had pulled up the quilt and closed his eyes.

Immediately relieved.

Let’s just let this topic go…

She really doesn't care that much whether she's married or not...

Don't even want to think about it.