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Xie Chenyan is shorter than Shen Menghan, so it is a little difficult to carry him on his back.

Xie Chenyan was annoyed that he had to hold on even though he was injured, and he was even more annoyed that he didn't let others hurt him, but he hurt him himself, so annoyed that he didn't want to talk to him anymore.Taking care of himself, he took him back the way he came.

The driver didn't know what kind of fierce battle he had just experienced, he was still snoring and sleeping soundly.

From a distance, I saw Xiao Hua excitedly pulling the empty cart around the campfire.

Shen Menghan vomited out the blood and became more conscious, then reached out to get the sword that Xie Chenyan had picked up.

Xie Chenyan knocked off his hand with a "slap", and said angrily, "Are you blaming me for not keeping alive?"

Shen Menghan said softly: "No."

"I know I should be kept alive for interrogation!" Xie Chenyan said loudly, "...But I was too anxious just now! I just forgot!"

As for why he was anxious, Xie Chenyan himself couldn't explain clearly.

His mind was in a mess.

Shen Menghan comforted him: "It's okay, they are dead men, if you don't kill them, they will commit suicide."

Xie Chenyan was really persuaded by him, thought for a while and said: "I don't need to keep alive, I can guess who they are."

Shen Menghan said unexpectedly: "Oh? Tell me about Xiaoyan, who are they?"

There was a hint of a smile in his voice.

The soft voice brushed against his ears, Xie Chenyan felt his ears itch, shrank slightly, and his heart also felt a little itchy.

He said without hesitation: "It must be the Devil's Cult!"

Acting in such a dishonorable way, with cunning methods, and killing people like hemp, he has no other thoughts except the Devil's Cult.

"It must be the Demon Cult!" The more Xie Chenyan thought about it, the more he felt that he had guessed right, and repeated proudly.

Shen Menghan really laughed this time, and his chest trembled slightly.

Xie Chenyan proudly said: "You also think I'm right, don't you?"

Seeing that he was happy, Shen Menghan didn't refute, and said softly: "Yes, what Xiao Yan said must be right."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the smell of blood came to his face.

Xie Chenyan said guiltily, "I'm sorry."

Shen Menghan said softly: "It's okay."

After he finished speaking, Xie Chenyan's shoulders sank, and he turned his face slightly, and saw Shen Menghan's head hanging on his shoulders, there was a smear of blood on the light lips, and the slender eyelashes were quietly closed with.

Thrilling.

Xie Chenyan suddenly thought, after he met Shen Menghan, he was like this most of the time, but he didn't like Shen Menghan like this.

After Shen Menghan fell asleep on Xie Chenyan's back that day, he never woke up again.

Xie Chenyan lost his true energy to him a few times, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea.

He felt uneasy, and said to the coachman brother: "We have to find a doctor."

The wind was strong on the road, the coachman's ears were not very good, and his voice was comparable to that of a gangster with strong inner strength: "What?!"

Xie Chenyan said: "Go to the doctor!"

"Mr. Shen said that if he was sick, he would have to hurry on his way!" The coachman said, "He once said that he has medicine in his bosom!"

Xie Chenyan roared: "It's too late!"

The driver also yelled: "Mr. Shen said that if he can't reach Jinling City before the Mid-Autumn Festival, he really won't survive!"

Xie Chenyan was stunned for a while, this seemed to be what Shen Menghan said when he set off.

Xie Chenyan had always listened to Shen Menghan's words, but Shen Menghan had been with him for a few days and knew that he could not remember for so long and would forget in a flash, so he told the driver in advance.

Xie Chenyan said unconvinced: "I remember it!"

I remember every word, even the tone of his voice when he said it.

I can't wait to shake him awake now, let him open his mouth to talk to him, talk about anything.

Don't go on sleeping like this again, his heart is full of panic.

He touched Shen Menghan's arms, and sure enough there was a small bottle of unknown medicine, he tried to feed one first, but Shen Menghan didn't wake up, he fed a few more, but he still couldn't wake up.

Until Xie Chenyan fed him the medicine, he still didn't wake up.

Xie Chenyan's heart sank more and more.

The coachman stopped talking too much. During the day, the coachman drove the car, and at night, Xie Chenyan drove the car, desperately heading south.

Fortunately, the cart was pulled by his thousand-mile pony, which could run after eating grass. If it was an ordinary horse, it would probably have died of exhaustion on the road.

At the beginning of August, I finally arrived along the Yangtze River. Xie Chenyan bid farewell to the brother coachman, and led his pony and the unconscious Shen Menghan to the ferry terminal.

He firmly remembered the address Shen Menghan gave him: Yin Pavilion in Jinling City, Jiangnan.

He remembers Meng Han's brother's home most clearly, and the address must be correct.

If someone hunts them down, they must never tell others that they are going to the Yin Pavilion.

The boatmen on the pier warmly greeted: "Brother, are you going to Jinling City? South of the city and north of the city? East of the city and west of the city?"

Xie Chenyan:? !

Xie Chenyan was stumped.

A middle-aged scribe stepped forward slowly and asked the boatman on the dock, "Shall we go south of the city?"

The boatman replied: "To the south of the city, we will sail at the beginning of the unitary hour."

The scribe looked at the sun and said, "It's still early."

The boatman said: "Guests can get on the boat first and choose a good seat."

The scribe shook his head and said, "It's hot on board, so I'll blow some air on the shore first."

He talked to the boatman, and Xie Chenyan blinked his big eyes and watched eagerly.

The scribe noticed Shen Menghan on horseback, frowned and said: "Brother, but your elder brother is sick?"

Xie Chenyan nodded vigorously.

The scribe stretched out his hand to take Shen Menghan's pulse, but Xie Chenyan knocked it off with a quick "pa".

Standing in front of Shen Menghan, he looked vigilant and dissatisfied.

The scribe withdrew his hand, but he didn't think he was disobedient, and said in a gentle voice: "I am a famous doctor, and I sit in the Yin Pavilion of Baixia Town for consultation. If you don't believe me, you might as well take your elder brother to have a look."

Hidden Pavilion? !Xie Chenyan's heart was full of alarm bells, he took a few steps back, approached Shen Menghan, took advantage of the situation to pay attention to the way of retreat, and put his hands on Shen Menghan's waist, as if the thorns all over his body were erected, and his body was like a fully drawn bowstring, ready to explode at any time. Get up and run away with Shen Menghan.

He claimed to be from Yinge, but he didn't know Shen Menghan. Xie Chenyan obviously didn't believe his words.

With Shen Menghan's appearance like this, it is impossible to forget after seeing it once.

He had just entered the rivers and lakes, so he couldn't tell when he showed his feet. This person must have wanted to use the hidden pavilion to lure them to a wilderness in the south of the city, so that he could kill people and rob them!

Xie Chenyan thought so.

The scribe didn't expect him to have such a big reaction when he heard the name of Yin Pavilion, he was startled, put away his fan calmly, bowed to him, and stepped onto the boat.

The boatman greeted: "Brother, are you going?"

Xie Chenyan said quickly: "I'm going to the north of the city!"

The boatman pointed to the east: "The little brother, hurry up, the boat to the north of the city will leave in two minutes."

Xie Chenyan hurriedly thanked him, carried Shen Menghan on his back, and headed towards the east ferry. The short-legged pony also neighed, jumped into the sky, and jumped onto the east pier.

A young man in the boat said anxiously just now: "Why don't you stop that kid? Where is he taking you?"

The scribe covered his face with a fan and sighed: "You have seen how good his martial arts are. Now that you are here to fight him rashly, it is inevitable that you will not alarm others. Since the young master is safe by his side, it is fine."

Fortunately, Xie Chenyan didn't hear these words, if he heard it, he might have to fight him immediately, is this called Wuhai?

Shen Menghan has been in a coma for more than ten days!

Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, Xie Chenyan was extremely anxious.

The boatman reminded: "Little brother, if you take the horse on the boat, you will have to pay an extra five cents."

Xie Chenyan held Shen Menghan's purse, belatedly thinking, is it not good to just spend other people's money?

He looked at the vast river in the distance, and at the pony who was dejected from the long journey, and said in a low voice, "Then don't take it with you."

Xiaohua suddenly raised her head and snorted in disbelief.

Xie Chenyan untied the reins, and said reluctantly: "Xiaohua, Xiaohua, do you remember the way? Go back to the grassland and wait for me, okay?"

The boat gradually left the ferry, and the short-legged little white horse was still lingering on the pier, Xie Chenyan couldn't help regretting: He had already spent so much money on Shen Menghan, why suddenly he was not willing to part with the five cents?

It took him a few months to get here from home, Xiaohua is a pony, can he really find it home by himself?

He stood up abruptly, wanting to stand up and ask the boatman to go back to the shore to pick up the horse, but suddenly he became dizzy and his arms became weak, his heart sank, and he suddenly remembered the miasma drugs his mother had mentioned.

Xie Chenyan bit the tip of his tongue, his mind became clearer, but he saw those passengers on the boat who he thought were ordinary passengers were taking out swords and swords from the dark compartment of the stool, and surrounded him and Shen Menghan.

Behaving in such a devious and treacherous way, he must be a member of the Demon Cult.

Xie Chenyan wanted to reach out and pull out the long sword, but his fingers didn't listen. Shen Menghan still leaned softly on him, a few strands of hair slid onto his face, so pale that there was no trace of blood.

Those people obviously came for Shen Menghan, they dragged him over and wanted to search him.

The man's dark fingers touched Shen Menghan's snow-white skirt, Xie Chenyan's eyes were about to burst.

At this moment, there was a long hiss on the shore, and Xiaohua took a few steps back by herself, soaring into the air from the shore, her front hoof just stepped on the bow of the boat, she kicked it quickly, and landed on the deck. How can it withstand such a big thing suddenly dropped from the sky, and it will be thrown upside down in the river immediately.

Xie Chenyan couldn't help but also fell into the water from the boat.

He doesn't know how to swim, once the autumn river dipped, the effect of the drug lost a little, and he managed to float on the water with all his kung fu, and struggled to catch the unconscious Shen Menghan.

Shen Menghan fell into the river with his head down, and he just floated there, his snow-colored clothes were blown away by the wind and waves, looking from a distance, he looked like a snow lotus blooming on the river.

Xiaohua flopped around twice, and found that she could actually float on the water, knowingly put Shen Menghan on her back, and swam towards Xie Chenyan.

Xie Chenyan supported Xiaohua, tried Shen Menghan's breath, and his beating heart slowly calmed down.

He just came out of the rivers and lakes, and encountered such a dangerous situation for the first time, but beside him was Shen Menghan, who was unconscious, and Xiao Hua, who couldn't speak human words.

He leaned his head on Shen Menghan's body, and suddenly wanted to cry at that moment.