Born short-lived

When Yunxiao arrived, he saw Jieer holding Zhuo Yiming hostage. The two sides were in a tense situation, just like a balance just balanced. As long as there is one more grain of sand on the other side, the whole The situation in the market will collapse in an instant and become out of control.

"Jier!" Yun Xiao yanked the rein of the horse fiercely, and stopped outside the encirclement circle of Hua Xu's light cavalry. The Hua Xu soldiers who had just come down from the battlefield that followed him immediately circled around again, one by one. The blood was still dripping stickily, like a bloodthirsty Shura.

Yun Xiao nervously stared at the hand on Zhuo Yiming's neck, widened his eyes and said anxiously: "He is just a child! What are you doing with him!"

"He is the heir of the Zhuo family, you want him to live." Jieer said, "Isn't it?"

Jieer's hands don't really have much strength, if Zhuo Yiming had some kung fu skills, he would have countered him, but it's a pity that Zhuo Yiming was born in a family of generals for nothing, and he was born to be unable to carry his shoulders or hands.He suddenly remembered that when he tried his best to teach him eighteen kinds of martial arts in his previous life, he didn't know anything about them. Later, he comforted himself, at worst, he would become a Confucian general and follow the example of Wuhou Zhuge. You can also use a feather fan and a scarf in front of you, and you can be a foregone conclusion between talking and laughing.

It's a pity, now that he is being carried in his hand like a chicken, only then do we realize how important some skill is.

Yunxiao got off his horse, handed the sword to the guards next to him, and raised his hand towards Jieer to indicate that he had no weapons. He tentatively walked in from outside the encirclement step by step, paying attention to Jieer's expression while persuading him : "Now Sha'an's defeat has been decided, His Highness has no intention of killing again, just let him go, and we can discuss all other matters!"

Jieer pressed the hand on Zhuo Yiming's throat tighter, and said coldly, "Don't come here."

The metal object in his hand was firmly pressed against Zhuo Yiming's throat, a cool suffocation feeling spread from Zhuo Yiming's throat to his brain, Zhuo Yiming's face was pale, and he gasped. : "What are your conditions?"

Jieer said: "I don't believe in the promises of you Huaxu people, let them go, go now."

From the corner of Zhuo Yiming's eyes, he glanced at the Daling soldiers not far behind him, and then looked at Yunxiao in the blink of an eye. When their eyes met, Yunxiao immediately understood, and pointed his halberd at the Daling soldiers in front of him. Hua Xu Qingqi said: "Okay, let him go!"

Dozens of Qingqi withdrew their halberds according to the order, and the Daling soldiers quickly retreated to the ship. Although the sails had been burned, there were still oars, but the speed would be slower.

Yun Xiao said: "Are you satisfied now?"

The ship had anchored, and a Daling soldier on board shouted to Jieer: "Master Knight, come quickly!"

Jieer can take Zhuo Yiming as a hostage and carry him back to the ship—after all, even if they can leave the port safely, if there are no hostages in hand, within two miles, Hua Xu's fire arrow rain can still burn the ship Shen.

But if Zhuo Yiming got on the boat and sent them to a safe distance, it would probably be difficult for him to survive.

Seeing that Jieer was unmoved, Yunxiao quickly said, "Master Knight, should you let him go?!"

The Daling man on the boat was already in a panic. Seeing that Jieer was still not moving, he shouted in a pleading tone: "My lord, hurry up and get on the boat!"

At this juncture, Zhuo Yiming was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe.

If he made a mistake, he might really be taken aboard by Jieer.

Zhuo Yiming felt his mouth was dry all the time, swallowed his saliva, and said with difficulty: "Da Ling royal knight, is it a promise?"

Hearing this, Jieer glanced at him lightly with downcast eyes, sneered lightly, shook his head and said, "You little boy."

When the Daling soldiers on the boat couldn't help urging him to get on the boat for the third time, Jieer finally said without looking back: "I have nowhere to go, you guys go back."

"My lord, get on board!"

"grown ups……"

"This is an order!"

Jieer shouted, his throat, which hadn't touched a drop of water for a long time because of the torture, seemed to be torn, hoarse like a tear, and pierced sharply into the hearts of those soldiers.

Really unable to persuade him, the Daling had no choice but to cut the cable with his knife, and the boat slowly left the port under the propulsion of the sea water.

As the boat drifted away, dozens of bullying men on board put their fists together in front of their chests and saluted Jieer from afar.

Zhuo Yiming glanced at the pale and thin hand covered with scars on his throat, and asked vigilantly: "Since your Excellency won't go with them...can you let me go?"

However, Jieer didn't intend to let go at all, and pressed even tighter as he ignored it.

Zhuo Yiming shuddered in his heart - this was something he never expected.

Yun Xiao's hand had already touched the dagger hidden behind his waist without a trace, and said word by word: "I hope that Lord Knight will not break his promise."

Jieer raised his eyes and looked at him calmly. Just about to open his mouth, he saw a phantom flying from nowhere, and in the blink of an eye, a cloud of blood exploded on his chest.

Zhuo Yiming was completely stunned, the unknown hidden weapon hit him less than three inches away from his face, hot blood spattered half of his face, and the hand pressing on his neck was completely removed immediately. With a little effort, a black object fell out of the palm of his hand and landed on the grass. Jieer let out a muffled grunt, and as soon as his body went limp, he fell backwards.

A gray dove passed silently in the air.

It wasn't until the muffled sound of him falling to the ground that Zhuo Yiming, who hadn't reacted yet, was brought back to his senses.

Yun Xiao had already rushed up quickly, and asked with concern: "Is the young master not injured?"

Zhuo Yiming shook his head in a daze, turned around and glanced at Jieer who was lying on the ground, before he could close his eyes, the dark red blood flowed in the gaps in the grass, and slowly seeped into the ground, forming a large area deep into the ground. The color of blood red covered the undulating chest, the color was very similar to his hair.

Zhuo Yiming squatted down and picked up the piece of metal that fell from his palm from the grass—it wasn't a knife at all, but the medal of the Daling Royal Knight, and what hung down his throat was just the thin piece of the medal. along.

The medal had been soaked in blood so that its original color could not be seen, but Zhuo Yiming clearly remembered that the blood did not splash on the medal just now.What made Zhuo Yiming even more puzzled was that when their false peace talks broke down, Jieer was searched after subduing him, and all sharp objects were taken away. Where was the medal hidden?

Zhuo Yiming opened Jieer's skirt, and found that there was a small hole next to the fatal wound. It didn't look like a fresh wound, but was forcibly torn apart, and there were disconnected threads around the wound—— He even sewed it up near his heart.

The heart was pierced, and Jieer had already lost his breath. Zhuo Yiming inspected it, but found that there was no sharp weapon on his chest or around the body. Zhuo Yiming was puzzled, and Yunxiao opened his mouth just right. : "It's a spirit arrow."

"Spiritual Arrow?" Zhuo Yiming frowned slightly, took the clean handkerchief Yun Xiao handed over, and wiped the blood on his face, "You mean..."

The gray pigeon circled in the air and flew back towards the south. While they were talking, there was a sound of horseshoes not far from the south.

A man was wearing an East China-style armor, with a black longbow on his back. When he ran close, he reined in the horse to slow down the horse gradually. The gray pigeon that had been circling in the air before flew to his head to beat him. Turning around, it flapped its wings and landed on his shoulders.

Yun Xiao recognized this person's appearance at a glance, as if he hadn't expected it at all, and asked in surprise: "Little General Luo?"

When Luo Chi drove his horse close to them, he turned over, bowed to Yunxiao and Zhuo Yiming, and said, "I'm in Kunyan, Luo's family, and was ordered by Prince Beizhao to come to Beijiang to take care of me. I've seen Master Yunxiao, uh... Who is this?"

Yun Xiao said: "Oh, this is the young master of the Zhuo family."

Zhuo Yiming nodded and bowed his head: "I'm Zhuo Yiming, I met General Luo."

"So this is the young master Zhuo!" Zhuo Yiming stared at the child who had just reached his shoulder height, his eyes lit up immediately, as if he had discovered something novel, and his voice raised a little, "I have looked forward to it for a long time, it really is true!" The hero is a boy, and the situation is so critical just now, the little prince can stay calm."

But if he really said not to panic, it would be a lie, Zhuo Yiming smiled dryly: "Just now I thank General Luo for his rescue, and Yiming is very grateful."

"Young master, you're being polite," Luo Chi nodded, looking at the corpse lying behind him, he felt a little familiar, so he couldn't help but get closer, and recognized him immediately, "Why is it him?!"

That unforgettable burgundy hair, and

Yun Xiao frowned: "Why, General Luo knows him?"

Luo Chi nodded, and said seriously: "I went to Daling with Prince Beizhao two years ago and went to the Sifang Federation. I met this person at that time. This person is the personal knight of Daling Prince Galei. It is said that he is the The little protector, Jia Lei, has been inseparable for more than ten years, and he is a diehard."

Zhuo Yiming murmured, "Could it be true..."

"By the way," Luo Chi didn't notice Zhuo Yiming's strange expression at all, and said to himself, "I heard that His Highness is seriously injured, how is it now?"

Yun Xiao was taken aback.

Just as Zhuo Yiming was about to speak, Yun Xiao coughed in fright.

Zhuo Yiming: "..."

[The author has something to say: Luo Chi's name is Kunyan, and Luo Geng is Kunzhi, as mentioned in the first few chapters. 】