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Tao Che stepped on the puddle of blood on the gate and chased out of the mansion. No matter how much he yelled at Tao Cheng, he didn't look back. At that time, I will lose my mind, and the corpses and lives are only a blink of an eye.

He couldn't care less about the mess in the house, so he rode his horse and galloped towards Li's residence.

Li Changmao just got up, before he spit out a cup of mouthwash, someone broke into the door. He looked at Tao Che with a puffy face, his eyes were surprised and puzzled, and he quickly cleared his mouth, "Why...?"

The boy came in a hurry, "Third young master, I can't stop you!"

Li San waved him down, only to see Tao Che approaching with a stormy face, he backed up again and again, the next moment his clothes were pulled, Tao Che said, "Brother, do me a favor, come with me."

It doesn't seem like asking for help from others, it's like putting him in a prison, Li San frowned and patted him, "Let go! You bastard, with you..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was dragged out of the room with his skirts in his hands. Tao Che took big strides while explaining, "My brother went to the barracks, and now I have to use your face."

Li San was extremely shocked, "Break into the barracks?" There was a priority, he broke away from Tao Che, and hurriedly called the boy to prepare the horse, "What's the matter? No, why do you need me..."

After a pause, Li San realized that the elder brother of his daughter-in-law whom he was about to marry, that is, Lin Yu's elder brother Lin Wei, was the head of the marginal military camp on the outskirts of the city.

The two galloped wildly on horseback, and Tao Cheng was nowhere to be seen. Tao Che was so nervous that he was afraid that the bright red flower clusters on the ground might be blood vomited by his brother.

Tao Che pursed his lips tightly, not daring to imagine what happened to Qing Mo, he tilted his head and shouted to Li Changmao, "Three! Do you know? The person we are going to save is the fortune-teller!"

Li San was startled, and then again, not knowing which question to ask first, and it was not the time to chat, so he simply shouted back, "The wind is too strong, I didn't hear what you said! Talk to me later." !"

The two of them ran away for a while with their own concerns, kicking up dust all the way, and finally saw tents everywhere gradually in the morning sun, their nerves became more and more tense, Tao Che clamped his horse's belly tightly, and yelled, "Drive---!"

The barracks at night can take a few hours to relax, and during the day, it is full of rigorous training, and there is no slack.

The two people who met Lu Jixiao last night took advantage of the gap between breakfast and ordered the two camp prostitutes to go to the river to find Qingmo, "Clean it up and tidy it up for the night."

The camp prostitute agreed, and at this moment they were working together to drag Qing Mo, who seemed lifeless, to the river bank.

"It's so heavy...and so icy...Is it already cold..."

"You...don't scare people, feel it and see if you are still angry?"

Not to mention seeing a dead person, let alone reaching out to hold the corpse, they were panicked by the suspicion, the river was below their calves, and their hearts were cold. They licked their lips and encouraged each other, "Move it up first, maybe you can still live!" .”

Barely touching the shore, the two women were panting with exhaustion, and threw Qingmo on the grass indiscriminately, and then sat down limply aside, the sharp finger embedded in Qingmo's fingertips, due to the posture, disappeared again. Forced to sink half an inch deep into the finger, Qingmo immediately made a sound of pain.

The two women held their breath, filled with joy after being astonished, before they could pat Qingmo's face to wake them up, they heard a series of frantic hoofbeats, looked up, and saw a man in a red shirt galloping towards them, After a while, it was in front of him, and then he saw that it was not a red shirt at all, but a white front that was completely red with a large amount of blood.

The moon-pattern clothes were custom-made in the shop when he was disguised as a girl, and the fabric styles were all selected by him.

A heart was about to jump out of his throat, Tao Cheng jumped off his horse, and threw himself in front of Qing Mo, regardless of the screams of the prostitutes, "Qing Mo!"

The person in front of him was embarrassed and miserable, drenched all over, holding in his arms as if holding a piece of ice jade soaked in cold air, Tao Cheng bit his lip, seeing Qingmo's eyelashes trembling rapidly, but he still couldn't open his eyelids, He was so heartbroken that he was suffocated, bent down and kissed those eyebrows with bloody lips, and murmured, "It's me, it's Tao Cheng, don't be afraid."

An extremely tiny whimper disappeared deep in the throat, no one could hear it, only tears were leaking from the corners of the eyes, and the next moment, the eyelashes soaked in water mist stopped stirring, and quietly fell on the lips Next, Tao Cheng pecked again, the tip of his tongue tasted the salty pain, he raised his head slightly, and put his palm on Qingmo's chest, the faint heartbeat soothed his suppressed and majestic mania.

The prostitutes covered their mouths and stared blankly, one of them came back to his senses suddenly, and asked, "You... who are you?"

Tao Cheng couldn't hear anything, his ears were filled with sharp and drawn-out calls, first carefully and slowly took out the ball of burlap with shaking hands, the burlap was soaked in water, and strands of blood were still sticking to it when he pulled it out, Tao Cheng Throwing it aside, the abused lips and teeth still maintain a half-open appearance, the corners of the lips and face are covered with mottled blood and scars, Tao Cheng dare not touch it, the internal organs are twisted into a ball, tears dripping It fell from the blood-red eye socket.

No matter how much they guessed, the Ying prostitute's heart trembled. They supported each other to get up, and called Tao Cheng again, feeling rebellious, "Take him away quickly, we will pretend we didn't see it."

Another woman also urged, "I heard in the morning that he was kidnapped last night, jumped into the cesspool, and was thrown into the river for washing. If he is forced to stay here like this, his life will be worse than death."

Tao Cheng finally raised his eyes to look at them, and the camp prostitute was about to speak again, when he suddenly saw a few soldiers coming quickly behind Tao Cheng, they huddled together in fright, and did not dare to speak again.

Tao Che, who came a few steps later than the soldiers, saw Tao Cheng wrestling with several people in military uniforms at a glance. There was another person lying on the ground, who was being protected by two women. Tao Che yelled at Li Changmao Roar, "Go see your fortune teller! I'll help my brother!"

Li Changmao nodded his head, although he has recently practiced martial arts to strengthen his body, but at this time, his boxing and kicking skills will only embarrass people and hinder others.

Tao Che jumped directly from the horseback to Tao Cheng's side, and blocked a long spear stab for him, "Brother!"

Tao Cheng turned a deaf ear to the ten people who came, but he had already left four of them. One of them tried to escape to report, but was kicked by Tao Cheng and fell to the ground with his knees bent. Mouth full of grass mud, paralyzed and unable to move.

In a flash, Tao Che withdrew his hands and jumped to the side, watching his brother vent his pain in a muffled voice. Those little soldiers were no match for Tao Cheng who was in a rage, but there was no way to escape. There were only two people left. , They tremblingly protected themselves with spears and long swords, screaming at the top of their voices, trying to attract backup.

Tao Cheng had no fear, he dodged slightly when the spear came head-on, stretched out his hand around the body of the spear and snapped it off, the sharp cut pierced into the man's shoulder in the next moment, the soldier with the sword shouted and rushed over, and Tao Chengyue Kicked and kicked on the head, passed out without hum.

Amidst the sound of approaching footsteps, Tao Che saw his brother pick up the sword, without giving him half a look, he strode straight towards Li San.

Li Changmao seemed to have seen a ghost. He looked at the moaning soldiers and Tao Cheng who was soaked in blood. He wavered, "Isn't this...not my fortune teller."

Tao Che followed behind, and said in a deep voice, "He was in disguise."

Li San looked at Qingmo again, it turned out that under the ugly face was such a beautiful face, in the past when he visited brothels, he loved the beautiful people most, and he couldn't see the beauty being ruined, so he immediately cursed Then, Tao Cheng picked up the fainted Qingmo, and hurriedly reached out to help, but was slapped away heavily.

Half of Li San's arm was numb from the pain, and his expression was distorted. He hurriedly stood up and backed away, "I won't touch him, I won't touch him, I'll clean up the mess for you."

Only then did Tao Cheng withdraw his ferocious gaze, and embraced Qing Mo in his arms, pressing his body tightly against each other, revealing his hands bound behind his back.

Immediately there were several hisses and gasps, and the camp prostitute hugged her hand tightly, as if the horrific wound was still hurting her hand, the skin and flesh were opened, and the blood had long since been soaked by the river water, only countless pale and swollen wounds Dao cut the mouth, strands of blood spread from the depths of the flesh, and a sharp wooden thorn was deeply embedded in the middle finger of the left hand, almost penetrating the entire nail, and piercing a section of the hand bone deeply.

Li San turned his head and couldn't bear to look any further. He raised his hand and patted Tao Che's shoulder. His heart trembled. He felt that his own hand was in pain. Cut the twine.

Soldiers who were wounded and groaning everywhere waited for backup and staggered back to the camp supporting each other.The heavily armed army quickly surrounded several people, with their spears and bows pointed straight at them.

Tao Cheng pretended not to know, put Qing Mo's arms in front of him, took off his outer shirt to wrap him up, and hugged him horizontally.

Tao Che pushed Li Changmao, searched half a circle among the vigilant crowd, and found Lin Wei as if he was relieved from a heavy burden. He protected Tao Cheng behind him, and said to the sullen Lin Wei, "Don't worry! Just listen to me!"

Lin Wei didn't give Li Changmao any face, but he recognized the three people present, a dim-witted man whom his sister liked, and the two Taoist sons. He squinted his eyes and listened to Li Changmao's hasty explanation.

"I don't know who doesn't have a good eye, tied up Mr. Tao's... and threw Mr. Tao's people into your barracks. We are here to find people, not to make trouble!"

Tao Che was so panicked that he didn't want to say a word, he just stood in front of Tao Cheng, tensed his body, and prepared that if Lin Wei attacked at any disagreement, he would be the first to rush out and overthrow this group of people.

Lin Wei said in a deep voice, "I only heard that he came from a brothel, but no one in the camp has heard that he belongs to Mr. Tao. Since they don't know, they just treat him as a camp prostitute. If a camp prostitute refuses to obey discipline, he will naturally be punished. If we knew his identity, we would not be so reckless."

Li San wanted to speak, but Lin Wei said again, "You are ignorant, and you injured ten of my brothers, how do you count?"

Li San turned to look at Tao Che, seeing that he also had a dark face like Tao Cheng, and he was begging heaven and earth for help. He didn't want Tao Cheng to speak at this time. Blood froth filled his face, "Find me a military doctor to heal his wounds. Soldiers, horses, tents, whatever you want to pay, you can calculate it."

The military doctor is a not too old man, about the same age as Master Tao. He didn't clean up Qingmo's almost countless wounds, large and small, until noon, applied medicine powder, wrapped them with gauze and bandaged them. When the wooden thorn was thrown, Qingmo had a weak reaction of struggling, and then fell into a deep coma.

The military doctor told him, "Take good care of it. In the past, when you were seriously ill, you didn't treat it with care, and your body was weak and cold. Now you will suffer a little more. The good medicine is bitter, and you will have to drink it for a year or so."

Tao Cheng remained silent, staring at Qing Mo for a moment, from face to toes, covered with white gauze, there was no good skin around his body.He was still wearing blood-stained clothes, and his face was covered with coagulated blood. The military doctor patted him on the shoulder, "You are also injured, let me see."

Only then did Tao Cheng shake his head, and thanked in a hoarse voice, "What's going on now? Just wait for him to wake up?"

"Let him sleep until the evening. If he still hasn't woken up, wake him up. You have to eat some porridge." The military doctor packed up his things, "I'll make the medicine."

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Tao Cheng didn't get up to see them off, Tao Che sent them to the tent, and Li San brought a bowl of water to Tao Cheng's hand, "Have a drink, listen to your voice."

Tao Cheng took it, took a sip, and handed the bowl back to Li San. He sat on the bedside and half embraced Qingmo, lip to lip, and carefully crossed over, taking a sip of water patiently and slowly. finished feeding.

Li San and Tao Che looked at each other, a little embarrassed, more uncomfortable, Li San asked, "Do you know who did this immoral thing? Isn't it just a broken sleeve? Why do you have to beat the mandarin duck?"

There was silence in the camp.

Li San felt that he asked something he shouldn't ask, and couldn't sit still. Tao Che rescued him, "Brother, you are also covered in blood, go rush, I will guard for you."

Li San jumped up quickly, "I'll go find you a change of clothes."

There were only two people still awake in the tent, Tao Che approached and said in a low voice, "Brother, don't hate mother, I can't accept it, let alone mother."

Tao Cheng looked at him with bloodshot eyes, then smiled wryly for a moment, "I only have pain in my heart, and I have no place to hate anyone."

When Li San came back, he didn't enter the tent, but opened a gap and said, "The clothes are here."

"Brother, you can go." Tao Che said bitterly, "You smell like blood all over your body, he should not be able to sleep well if he smells it."

Tao Cheng seemed to be persuaded, he picked up the remaining half bowl of water and drank it, then got up and went out.

Li Changmao watched Tao Cheng walk away, feeling very sorry for him, he went back into the tent and asked Tao Che, "I was still in the brothel to see your brother and Keren together, how come..."

"That lovely person was also disguised by him." Tao Che sighed, "From the beginning to the end, my brother was only with him."

During most of the day, Li Changmao was shocked a lot, he murmured, "It seems to be a very tortuous story."

Tao Cheng came back soon, just like the other two, he half-lyed down and gently touched Qingmo's side, so that his head could rest on his belly, as if Qingmo was coquettishly buried in his arms .

The face under his fingers finally returned to warmth, and he raised his eyes to look at Tao Che, "You go back, parents may not know what will happen."

Tao Che pursed his lips, his eyes seemed to be panicked, "Brother, I'll come back tonight and bring a carriage. He hasn't woken up yet, you can't just... just..."

Tao Cheng saw through him, "Come back tomorrow. I won't leave right now. Before I leave, I will tell you."

Tao Che was slightly relieved, Li Changmao retreated with him, and on the way back on horseback, he asked, "Are you going far away?"

Tao Che was upset and shouted at him, "How do you know!"

Li Changmao sighed with a smile, "If it were me, I would also sleep and fly together, and travel to the wonderland!"