Suo Jinling

"Lan Jingming, I actually underestimated you in the past! You are quite capable! Faster! Faster! Drive—"

Landaozhen's clothes were ragged, he flicked his whip and spurred his horse to gallop forward, and his horse's hooves stepped forward in the snow. The roasted duck suddenly gnawed off a piece, and his mouth was full of oil: "It tastes delicious! Where did you steal this roasted duck and goose? Without these, I really can't run!"

Lan Jingming was leading the way, and he didn't turn his head when he heard the words. He just swung the whip suddenly, and it fell down with a slap.

Landau was really not angry when he couldn't hear the answer. He snorted coldly, threw down the half-eaten roast goose, took out the roast chicken from the cloth bag, and gnawed on the skin, "Wow, where did this Liang man learn this skill?" , the meat is so delicious! Hey, don’t you want to eat it?”

Lan Jingming couldn't hear clearly, his eyes were red and white, his fingers tightening the rein were red from the cold, as if covered by ice and snow, his earlobes were numb from the cold, and they were hard to pull on the ear bones. The snowflakes were falling one after another, and they were pressed on the top of the hair. There was a faint cry from behind, and the hounds barked endlessly. Lan Jingming knew that he hadn't escaped for a long time before he was discovered. There were many people on the other side and they were familiar with the terrain. There were only two of them, and sooner or later they would be caught. caught back.

"I, Landao, are really not the ones to repay my kindness and revenge! This time you saved me, and after returning to the tent, you will reward me for your meritorious deeds in front of Father Khan, and you will have made your first contribution!"

As soon as Landao's true words fell, the steed in front neighed. Lan Jingming reined in the reins, bent his back, shrunk into a small ball, bent his arms forward, and tightly grabbed his chest.

That feeling came back.

Lan Jingming let go of the reins, clenched his palms and raised his fists, thumping his chest in vain, knocking several times in succession to suppress the pain.

Landau really lost the chicken and duck, and chased after him in three steps and two steps, stretching his arms and shaking the person's wrist: "You—"

No matter how blind he was, he could still detect something was wrong. Lan Jingming's complexion was pale, his lips were blue, and his fingertips were blackened, as if he had suffered from some sudden illness. But after a moment, the blood returned to Lan Jingming's face, and the bruises on his lips and hands faded away. , the same as usual, Landau really rubbed his eyes, couldn't understand the situation, so he had to pull him hard, trying to pull him onto the horse: "You ride with me! Go over the mountain ahead... "

"It can't be done."

Lan Jingming turned his arms back, exhaled a long breath, white mist overflowed from his lips, and his eyelashes were covered with frost: "Landaozhen, you heard clearly, you saved my life, and I will pay you back, so it will be evened .”

"Your brain is burnt out!" Landao really wanted to pry open the head of the man in front of him to see how many weeds were stuffed inside. Come here! Take the same horse with me! What do you mean by that? You don't want me to go back?"

"Get off, Lan Daozhen," Lan Jingming took a few steps back, the steed stomped uncomfortably, and neighed from the nasal cavity, "Go back to your comfort zone."

The wind and snow danced wildly on the cliff, the top of the cliff was full of broken ice, and the stones were piled up with gray and yellow fallen leaves. Landau was really stiff and opened his mouth, his lips trembled a few times, his throat seemed to be blocked by weeds, and he couldn't spit out anything.

The next moment, the dagger was raised high and pierced into the horse's buttocks. Landao's crotch was in pain. The horse frantically swung its four hooves and ran towards the foot of the mountain. Lando really roared in the wind. The light became weaker and weaker, and gradually became inaudible.

Lan Jingming watched his back disappear, turned around and looked down the cliff, there was no end to the bottom of the cliff, the river water froze into pieces of ice, stretching away into the distance.

Jumping down from here...there will be no bones left, no need to enter reincarnation.

Lan Jingming got off his horse and stood on the edge of the cliff. The gust of wind was blowing in, and his thin clothes fluttered like wings.

Arrows were shot in the wind, some of them were aimed at him, and some of them flew straight towards Landaozhen. The arrows were the eagle feathers newly made by Daliang, and they had a long range and great strength. If they were shot from all directions , Lan Daozhen must not be able to escape, Lan Jingming's thoughts turned sharply, he rolled backwards a few times, flew forward, climbed on the back of the horse, and galloped forward, unsheathed the long sword in his hand, swung it forward suddenly, and fought with Liang Guo The soldiers collided together.

The soldiers of the General's Mansion failed to keep an eye on them, and the two captives escaped. They were afraid that the General would blame them, and they just wanted to make amends and capture the two of them back. Who would have thought that the one who attacked them would not be afraid of death? The tiger is full of wind, and the killer doesn't use the sharp edge to hurt people, but only uses the back of the sword to block, forcing them to retreat again and again.

Lan Jingming forced most of the soldiers to stay here, fighting with him endlessly, even if the rest of them chased up, Landaozhen was not afraid.

Just, just hold on for a while...

The arrow pierced through the sound of the wind and shot towards the front door. The body of the arrow was blackened, and the tip of the arrow overflowed with cold light, and it rushed straight to the center of the eyebrows. The sharp sword, which was as iron as mud, was broken by the arrow bone, and the fragments fell in the wind, breaking into two pieces in the snow.

The tip of the arrow pierced into the tree trunk, the feathers trembled up and down, and a small word "Jing" was engraved on the tail of the arrow, standing firmly in the air.

Lan Jingming was unarmed, his cheeks were brushed with murderous intent, several lines of blood flowed down, and a fishy smell came out of his lips.

The snow waves surged with the gust of wind, the chaotic horseshoes circled in the forest, many hounds were silent, the soldiers slowly separated from the middle, and a tall horse came riding on the snow. The horse was dark in body, tall and beautiful, with smooth fur like Satin, with thick and healthy limbs and eyes as big as copper bells, stood quietly in the snow.The owner of the steed horse is dressed in armor, with strong shoulders and back, the red silk on his arm has not faded, and the bow and arrow in his hand are raised far away, pointing directly at the opposite side.

Chen Jing's face was solemn, most of his eyelashes were covered by the wind and snow, another arrow was pinched between his fingers, his flesh was purple, and his forearm trembled slightly.

With a sword blade and a long bow in front of him, and an abyss thousands of miles behind him, the blood on his cheeks was frozen by the wind and frost, and the skin and flesh were sour, unable to shake at all.

Lan Jingming clenched the reins tightly and leaned back slightly. The abyss behind him was like the mouth of a giant beast, luring him to fall.

At this moment, in this situation, he would rather jump than die under Ah Jing's arrow.

Thinking of this, he tightened his grip on the horse's back suddenly, and the next moment, an arrow flew in and hit the horse's leg. Lan Jingming was caught off guard, and was overturned by the frightened horse. He took advantage of the momentum to roll around twice, using both hands and feet towards the edge of the cliff Crawling up, a roar from behind fixed him in place.

"Stop! If you dare to move forward again, I will smash through Beiyi and kill all the old and weak, women and children!"

Lan Jingming knelt in the snow, bleeding profusely from his side cheeks, he could be relieved by taking a few steps forward, but he was trapped in the same place, unable to move at all.

He knew that what Ah Jing said was not true.

Ah Jing would not do such a cruel thing.

But Ah Jing is so furious right now, if this target of his own commits suicide, and Ah Jing's anger has nowhere to vent, will he lose all reason and vent it on innocent people?

These soldiers were incapable of guarding and escaped by them. If none of the survivors were chased back, would they lose their lives?

"I will do what I say," Chen Jing lightly clamped the horse's back, the steed moved forward slowly, the horse's hooves smashed through the snow, and whispered in a low voice, "The lives of the old and weak women and children in Beiyi are in your hands."

Chen Jing squeezed the rein tightly, and his palms were covered with cold sweat.

At that time, Lan Jingming met Lan Jingming on a narrow road. Lan Jingming only led light cavalry to meet him, and ordered the old, weak, sick and disabled in the Fugele cover tent to evacuate. Chen Jing knew that those people had a lot of weight in Lan Jingming's heart, but he didn't know the weight... ·Is it enough to force Lan Jingming to catch him without a fight?

If the person in front of him is not taken back to the mansion, the anger in Chen Jing's chest will burn all the way to the top of his skull, and he really doesn't know how to vent it.

Lan Jingming's arms were trembling, his chest was pounding, and the pain came back again. Whenever he was emotionally excited, the pain would be like a gangrene, and it would climb up wantonly, making his hands and feet stiff and unable to move. Bumped to death.

The sound of horse hooves was getting closer, Lan Jingming closed his eyes tightly, tried his best to breathe steadily, and finally waited until the pain subsided, he refused to give up, still turned his head back, but his jaw was lifted by the point of the sword, his forehead was forced to be raised high, facing the glare Sunshine looked at Ah Jing's eyebrows.

The next moment the world was spinning, he was picked up from the ground, a cloth ball was stuffed into his mouth, it was pressed hard into the root of his tongue, and it was tied into a knot at the back of his neck.

Before he could struggle twice, his arms were tied behind his back and tied into a knot with chains. Chen Jing pressed the man on the horse, raised his arms high, and slammed them down, shaking Lan Jingming's buttocks|flesh|chaos| Trembling, two clusters of red Sha swelled out.

Lan Jingming groaned, bloodshot eyes appeared on the corners of his cheeks and eyes, Chen Jing did not change his face, and clamped the horse's back fiercely, causing the horse to gallop and step out of the rushing snow waves.

This road was full of wind and frost, his eyelashes were covered with snow, and he couldn't move at all. Lan Jingming tried his best to escape from Chen Jing's palm, but because the thin riding whip was not on the horse, most of it was on the buttocks| Feng, the blowing wind and waves covered the whip, but the clothes were torn, the swelling showed purple shackles, and there were faint traces of blood. Lan Jingming couldn't stand still, tears gushed out of his eyelashes, and he was frozen by the frost. group.

Returning to the mansion in such a naked way, he was wrapped in the robe by Chen Jing, and he was carried all the way back to lie on his side, pressed in the quilt, there were constant tinkling sounds in his ears, his legs were spread apart, and he was locked in the chain by iron chains. The corner of the couch can't move at all.

A black shadow flashed in front of my eyes, many bits and pieces rolled down from the wooden box, scattered randomly on the chest, pearl bells rolled back and forth, the flesh shrank from the cold, and the hairs stood on end.

"You said that you don't like these jingle bells. I didn't intend to use them for you." Chen Jing picked up a golden bell, shook it twice in the palm of his hand, and placed it in front of Lan Jingming. "But now I know, Disobedient people are like disobedient black eagles, if they are not caught in a cage, sooner or later they will fly away and never return."

Lan Jingming's eyes widened, his Adam's apple kept rolling, he rubbed back, the iron chain rattled, and he kept shaking it.

Chen Jing was expressionless, bowed his head and pressed half of his body, pinched Lan Jingming's jaw with his fingers, and breathed hoarsely: "Since you are brothers, I will sacrifice your head with a sacrificial knife outside Lingzhou city at noon tomorrow as a reward." I am a warrior of the three armies."

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