The county horse is a medicine jar

In a pitch-black mountain forest, Yan Ting and others took Lin Sishen and Mo Zhu hostage and quickly evacuated to the south.The pursuers behind him were like gangrene, no matter what method they used, they couldn't get rid of them, they followed closely behind, and in the blink of an eye, they were about to catch up.

Yan Ting looked back at the pursuers behind him, gritted his teeth secretly, and said urgently to Lu Xingquan who was beside him: "Ah Quan, why don't you kill Lin Sishen first to avoid future troubles."

Lu Xingquan looked ahead, frowned and asked in a low voice: "What about Lin Ying? We are here this time to get rid of the Lin family father and son. If Lin Sishen is dead, how can we lure Lin Ying out?"

After speaking, Lu Xingquan turned his head and glanced at Yan Ting. In the darkness, he seemed to have glimpsed the worried and apprehensive expression on Yan Ting's face, and a strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart.

But Lu Xingquan didn't think about it: "Save his life first, and don't do anything unless it is absolutely necessary."

Yan Ting frowned when she heard this, and after thinking for a moment, she ordered in a cold voice: "Leave someone to hold them back, no matter what method you use, they must not let them rescue Lin Sishen."

After the order was given, the people beside Yan Ting understood and stopped walking unanimously, letting Yan Ting, Lu Xingquan, and the rest of the people take Lin Sishen and Mo Zhu to leave first.

The people left behind who had lost their way quickly collided with Shen Qingwan and the others, without a word of extraneous negotiation, the two sides fought into a ball.

The so-called dead man is from the moment he receives the order, he treats himself as a dead man.

The people brought by Shen Qingwan are indeed one of the best experts in a hundred, but these dead soldiers are also very powerful, not to mention that now they are ready to die, and they have exploded with unprecedented potential.

They risked their lives to stop Shen Qingwan and the others, and used their lives to delay Yan Ting and Lu Xingquan for a while.

When the two sides fought desperately, Shen Qingwan successfully escaped from the battle with Lu Yin and two guards.A group of people followed the direction that Yan Ting left, and continued to chase.

Yan Ting was injured before, and after running away for a short distance, she was exhausted and her pace slowed down.

Lu Xingquan realized that something was wrong with her, so he also slowed down, raised his arms around her waist, and carried her forward with luck.

Yan Ting realized that she had become a burden, she turned her head to look at Lu Xingquan's resolute eyes, smiled slightly with her thin lips, and then said softly: "Aquan, put me down, I can't walk anymore... .”

Lu Xingquan tightened his arms around her waist, and interrupted her with a frown: "Don't talk."

Yan Ting shook her head, with tears in her eyes, she said in a soft voice with a complicated expression: "Listen to me, don't worry about anything, kill Lin Sishen and go back to Laos, then take grandma and leave, the farther you go The better."

Lu Xingquan gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "What nonsense are you talking about? I promised Grandma that I will take you back alive."

Yan Ting shook her head, tears slowly fell from the corners of her eyes, her thin lips moved slightly, and she murmured softly in Lu Xingquan's ear: "Don't hate me."

That murmur was filled with endless pain and guilt.

Lu Xingquan was startled, and at the moment he was stunned, Yan Ting suddenly raised his hand and pushed Lu Xingquan's chest fiercely, breaking free from his embrace.Then he stood still on the spot, with his back to Lu Xingquan, looking at the figures getting closer in front of him, he said sharply without turning his head: "Let's go."

As soon as the words fell, a cold light suddenly struck in the forest at a high speed, Yan Ting raised his hand and waved forward, the dagger in his hand blocked a silver needle, and made a clear and pleasant jingle.

Lu Xingquan paused and turned around to look, just at this moment the dark clouds dispersed, and the cold and bright moonlight poured down, a stunning woman in white clothes surpassing snow and skin as frosty, jumped up in the air with a flick of her sleeves.She is as glamorous and charming as a fairy under the moon, but there is no tenderness in those clear eyes, but a cold and murderous intent.

Three silver needles were shot out from Shen Qingwan's sleeve, two were aimed at Yan Ting's eyes, and one was aimed at her shoulder. The speed was so fast that Yan Ting had no chance to avoid it. She could only close her eyes and tilt her head to avoid it. Those two needles in front of you.

But she couldn't avoid the needle aimed at her shoulder, only heard a muffled sound, the silver needle penetrated from her left shoulder, and quickly nailed into the tree trunk not far away with a trace of blood.

Yan Ting fell to the ground weakly, almost half of her body was paralyzed, she raised her head in panic, but aimed at a sharp edge, a long sword was pointing coldly between her eyebrows.

Shen Qingwan didn't even look at Yan Ting, her eyes fell on Lu Xingquan who was not far away, she lightly parted her thin lips and said coldly: "If you don't want her to die, leave her behind."

Lu Xingquan didn't leave Yan Ting alone, he turned around and knocked out the man in black who was carrying Lin Sishen, and then dragged Lin Sishen out of the sack and took control of him.

Lin Sishen was dizzy and was strangled in front of Lu Xingquan, with a dagger on her neck. Her eyes were covered with cloth strips, so she couldn't see clearly what was going on in front of her.

But she heard Shen Qingwan's voice and knew she was right in front of her eyes.

In the darkness, Lin Sishen looked up at Shen Qingwan accurately, then a smile parted from the corner of his lips, and whispered softly: "You're here."

Shen Qingwan's eyes fell on Lin Sishen's face, swept across her pale complexion, and then stopped on her eyes, her cold face became more and more condensed, she tightly closed her five fingers holding the long sword, and said coldly : "Let her go."

Lu Xingquan glanced at Yan Ting, and the dagger in his hand tightened more and more, and even cut into Lin Sishen's neck. The tingling pain on the neck made Lin Sishen gasp and raise his head.

And Lu Xingquan kept staring at Shen Qingwan, until he saw Shen Qingwan's icy expression showing a trace of emotion, and instantly understood Lin Sishen's position in this woman's heart.

He calmed down and threatened in a deep voice: "You let her go first."

During the tense confrontation between the two, Yan Ting, who was kneeling on the ground, was pale, with a thin layer of cold sweat on her forehead. She lowered her head and slowly raised her hand to cover her left shoulder, with a sarcastic smile on her pale thin lips.

She had known for a long time that she couldn't escape, and the promises she had made to Lu Xingquan all along were nothing but illusory thoughts that even she herself had never believed.

However, she can die, but Lu Xingquan and Grandma must live on.

She knew that as long as she was held hostage, Lu Xingquan would definitely not kill Lin Sishen.But if she died, Lu Xingquan would definitely avenge her no matter what.

After laughing, she looked up at Shen Qingwan with a dazed expression and dull eyes, and said softly without turning her head: "A Quan, take her head back, if there is an afterlife..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Ting suddenly reached out and grabbed the long sword in front of him, pressed down hard, and stabbed hard at his chest.

Fortunately, Shen Qingwan saw her strange expression and guessed her thoughts, so she reacted almost instantly. After the long sword sank half an inch into Yan Ting's chest, she quickly pulled the long sword out of Yan Ting's chest.

The long sword sliced ​​through Yan Ting's hands, staining the front half of the sword with blood.

Yan Ting's body softened, and she fell to the ground, the blood on her chest was like a lotus flower, slowly spreading and blooming.

"Tinger."

Lu Xingquan's expression changed suddenly, he stared at Yan Ting who was dying on the ground, his whole body was tense, and the dagger pressing on Lin Sishen's neck couldn't help adding a little more force.

Yan Ting raised her head weakly, looked at Lu Xingquan, her eyes were full of sorrow: "Aquan, kill her quickly."

On Lu Xingquan's mask-covered face, veins appeared on his forehead. Seeing Yan Ting threatening him with his life, but he didn't make a move for a long time, he seemed very hesitant.

"She can't die."

Shen Qingwan spoke coldly, first dispelling his worries, then leaned over, raised her hand and quickly tapped Yan Ting's shoulder twice a few times, raised her eyes to Lu Xingquan, narrowed her eyes and said softly: "I can save her .”

Yan Ting lying on the ground opened his mouth, as if he wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound.

Shen Qingwan glanced at her, stood up slowly, looked into Lu Xingquan's eyes fixedly and asked, "Don't you want to know why she is so eager to get you to do it, and she doesn't hesitate to force her to die?"

"Tell them to go back."

Lu Xingquan took a deep breath, and then suddenly looked vigilantly at the silent forest on both sides. After threatening in a low voice, he pressed against Lin Sishen's hand again, and the sharp edge of the dagger gradually sank into Lin Sishen's skin, and blood beads flowed down the blade of the dagger. The tip slides off slowly.

Seeing this, Shen Qingwan raised her hand quickly, and the people on both sides who approached Lu Xingquan quietly retreated back slowly, standing obediently behind her one by one.

Lu Xingquan was hesitating whether to do it, Yan Ting threatened him with his life, just to force him to kill Lin Sishen, but now if he really did, Yan Ting would surely die.

Lin Sishen was in pain, she gritted her teeth and muttered in a low voice: "Second brother, don't be used by others."

Lu Xingquan frowned, and looked blankly at Lin Sishen, his subordinate: "What did you call me?"

Lin Sishen's eyes were covered with cloth strips, and he seemed to look at Shen Qingwan, then moved his lips silently, and said softly: "Before becoming Lu Xingquan, your name was Lin Silue, and you were the second son of the General's Mansion. Also my second brother."

As if he had heard a joke, Lu Xingquan sneered and said, "Absurd, you think I'll believe you and let you go if you say that? In order to survive, you dare to make up any kind of lie."

Lin Sishen slowly closed his eyes, and lightly moved his hands tied behind his back: "I know you won't believe anything I say now, but are you really not aware of any clues?"

After the words fell, Lin Sishen didn't give Lu Xingquan a chance to speak, and then slowly said: "You never feel that we look similar? Did you never feel like returning to the old place when you return to the capital?"

In fact, when she was trapped before, Lin Sishen had the opportunity to lead Lu Xingquan to doubt her identity, but she was afraid that acting too hastily would backfire.She wanted to reveal some news slowly to deepen Lu Xingquan's suspicion, but Yan Ting didn't give her a chance and kept preventing Lin Sishen from having a private conversation with Lu Xingquan.

Now that the situation is critical, she can only tell Lu Xingquan that she hopes to help him remember her identity, and not to be used by others to fight her brotherly.

Hearing Lin Sishen's words, Lu Xingquan was subconsciously stunned. He seemed to be thinking about something, his eyes were in a daze.

Shen Qingwan stood motionless not far away, looking at Lin Sishen's arm out of the corner of her eye, the jade hand hidden in the sleeve moved lightly, and two silver needles suddenly appeared on her fingertips.