flapping wings

After arranging everything, Mu Xiaoque walked towards the room. He felt very heavy along the way. He didn't expect that in a flash, smiling and saying goodbye in the sun would become a luxury.

Their parting was hasty and sad.

When he came to the door, the lights in the house were on as usual, Qi Ping was waiting for him, it was the last night.

The door was suddenly opened from the inside, Qi Ping stood by the door and looked at him with unclear meaning in his eyes, "Que'er, are you here to say goodbye to me? Say it quickly, I will let you go."

Mu Xiaoque's expression froze, his Xiao Qi was always so sensible, he never made things difficult for him when to advance and when to retreat, after a while, he pursed his lips and nodded, "Night is better than day."

Qi Ping's lips trembled slightly, his expression was sad, but he still grinned, "I'll take you outside the city, wait for a while."

He turned around and went into the house and came out with a big bag, which contained two changes of clothes, and the rest was food.

As he walked, he instructed: "Que'er, you must remember to prepare some food when you go on errands in the future. You can have a bite wherever you hide, so don't starve yourself."

"Ah."

"There are so many flowery streets and willow alleys in the capital city. Don't go out for a stroll if you have nothing to do. I know that once you start eating meat, you will definitely not be able to bear it, but it's better to use your hands than to go to that kind of place. The most important thing is to be clean."

"Ah."

"I know you're lonely in the capital, and you don't have any friends. If you encounter troubles and don't know who to talk to, just write to me. Don't always keep it in your heart, be careful to damage your bones."

"Ah."

"This business is extremely dangerous, Que'er, remember to be careful, don't be careless, don't always be blind when you have nothing to do, take a step back if you can, safety is the most important thing."

"Ah."

……

After Qi Ping talked all the way, Xiang Qing'er's ears were almost callused, and finally couldn't stand him anymore, so she went for a walk ahead of time.

After climbing over the wall and leaving the city, he walked for a while, and saw a carriage parked by the side of the road. Qi Ping put the baggage in the carriage, turned it over inside, looked at the package of dry food, and was so angry that he almost fainted. .

He started nagging again, "Fortunately, I have prepared food, otherwise you will have to suffer on the journey, just eat this kind of food, with your picky temper, you won't starve to death?"

Mu Xiaoque explained weakly: "Time is in a hurry."

Qi Ping said seriously: "You have to eat on time even in a hurry, don't you remember?"

"Remember," Mu Xiaoque nodded: "Eat fast, don't be picky, and prepare food."

Qi Ping nodded in satisfaction, touched the quilt with his hand, it was quite thick, he glanced around, threw himself on Mu Xiaoque and hugged him, "Queer, we will meet later."

Mu Xiaoque hugged him back, buried the tip of her nose in his hair and sniffed deeply for a moment, two lines of tears suddenly flowed from her tightly closed eyes, his body trembled slightly, and for a moment he choked so much that he couldn't even speak a whole sentence.

The corners of Qi Ping's mouth were grinning, tears were circling in his staring eyes, he took off the headband tied on his hair, and tied it back on Mu Xiaoque's ponytail.

In the end, he patted Mu Xiaoque on the back, and laughed. In this environment, it sounded rather pervasive, "Queer, goodbye."

Say goodbye with a smile, he did not break the promise he made.

In the night, Qi Ping smiled and waved his arms towards the carriage in front of him that would never turn back again. The whole person was like a walking dead, repeating this action mechanically.

Mu Xiaoque tried her best to drive the car, but she almost drove the car into the deep ditch on the side of the street several times due to serious distraction.

Finally, Xiang Qing'er couldn't bear it anymore, and drove him into the carriage to stay there. She put on a fox fur, a cotton cap, and a fox fur scarf, and waved a whip.

Mu Xiaoque took off the pot around her waist, stroked the two crooked characters, and finally realized Mu Heng's mood when he sat alone every night. He must also be missing someone in his heart, someone who he never dared to cross the thunder pool in his life. touch people.

With the bright moon hanging high, I don't know if he has told that person his thoughts.

Sitting quietly holding the pot all night, his eyes turned black, the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and his expression was exhausted, probably worse than that of Xiang Qing'er who had been driving all night.

Hearing the sound of horseshoes outside, he took out the letter written in blood from his pocket, and slapped himself so hard that his face was covered with bruises.

After pouring a large glass of cold water, he opened the curtain and came out of the carriage. He couldn't help but shiver from the cold. Now it's getting colder as he goes north. I'm afraid the first snow has already fallen in the capital.

Looking at the frost hanging on Xiang Qing'er's eyelashes, he felt quite self-blame in his heart. Now that the situation is critical and the journey is difficult, but he is trapped by love and has made a mistake in doing business. I am afraid that in this state, he will be slaughtered before he returns to Beijing. en route.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the dead light in his eyes lit up again, and he regained his former rationality and calmness. His feelings for Qi Ping were buried deep in his heart. Even more ruthless.

"You go in and have some food and rest, I'll drive the car," Mu Xiaoque pulled out another set of fox fur from inside and wrapped it around her body, "Is there anyone following us this way?"

"I didn't find it," Xiang Qing'er shook her head, "But there are many connections between Wuxingmen and Beishan. I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to conceal our whereabouts and enter Beijing safely."

"Let's try not to enter towns this way. No matter how powerful Beishan is, it's impossible to put nails in this kind of open road." Mu Xiaoque frowned, and said again with a heavy heart: "But I always suspect that the blood letter may be The No Surname Sect released it on purpose to lure me into taking the bait, maybe they have already prepared traps along the way, waiting for me to fall into it."

"I've been thinking about it all night, and I do have this kind of suspicion, but being careful will not cause trouble," Xiang Qing'er said happily, "It's a good thing that Yu Ruyi didn't let them get it, otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous."

At this moment, Mu Xiaoque suddenly turned her head and looked at Xiang Qing'er, both of them had condensed eyes, and there was frost inside, which was a bit colder than this weather, "Sure enough, let's get into the carriage."

The sound of hoofbeats was getting closer and closer. Mu Xiaoque was wearing a fox fur hat and a scarf that almost covered half of his face. His leaking ears were reddened by the cold wind. And flustered.

"Brother, wait!"

A big bearded man suddenly robbed the carriage, Mu Xiaoque tightened the reins, and stopped a finger away from the horse.

He pulled out his sword from under the seat, and cursed vulgarly: "Damn it, you're not afraid of death, are you? You startled my horse, I'll let you go around without eating."

"Brother, calm down," the big man wiped the sweat from his brow, and laughed twice, "My mother suddenly caught cold, and I want to ask if your carriage is convenient for us to ride?"

Mu Xiaoque rubbed the knot on the rein with the other hand, and said fiercely: "It's not convenient, who knows if your old mother has a serious illness, I have a female relative in the car, no bad luck!"

"Benefactor, I beg you," the big man suddenly jumped up from his horse and knocked his head three times to Mu Xiaoque, "We will get off at the small town ahead. There is no longer any delay."

"Ayu, let them come up," Xiang Qing'er's voice came out, "Let's make a good relationship when we go out."

"Thank you Bodhisattva," the big man kowtowed three more times in the direction of the carriage, and quickly got up and ran to pick up his seriously ill old lady.

"What do you think?" Xiang Qing'er poked her head out and looked back, "Seeing that his gait is flamboyant, he doesn't look like a warrior, and his horse seems to be an old horse, maybe he is really asking for help."

"Be careful in everything," Mu Xiaoque took a few bites of the snacks handed over by Xiang Qing'er, which were wrapped for him by Qi Ping. Thinking of someone, he couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his mouth, put on his scarf again and shook his head , "If ordinary people are so scared by me, I'm afraid they won't be so calm."

After waiting for a while, the big man finally came back leading a donkey. On the donkey was an old woman with gray hair.

"Put it on," Mu Xiaoque handed the scarf to Xiang Qing'er, and said in a ferocious tone, "Stay away from that old lady, if you get sick, I will kick you away."

Xiang Qing'er's tears came out of her suffocated laughter, making her even more charming, while Mu Xiaoque, holding a sword, could be said to be fierce.

He jumped out of the cart with his sword in his hand, and walked towards the two men. The big man hurriedly stood in front of the donkey, "Hero, you... what are you going to do?"

Mu Xiaoque suddenly raised her sword and rushed towards the two of them, until the sword was already on the big man's neck, the big man didn't even move.

The old woman behind suddenly shouted: "Hero, please forgive me, our old Wang family has only one root, if you want to kill me, kill me."

"Do you know where your secrets are coming from?" Mu Xiaoque ignored the crying, "Ordinary people will not be so persistent when they encounter wicked people."

The big man wiped his sweat, with an expression eager to argue, his mouth opened slightly, and in the next moment, a silver needle as thin as a hair, almost invisible to the naked eye, spit out from his mouth, and pointed it straight at Mu Xiaoque's forehead. Heart shot past.

Mu Xiaoque dodged sideways, and at the same time the sword had already been swung down, her head rolling on the ground, throwing out streaks of blood.

Xiang Qing'er jumped out of the carriage, kicked the old woman flying, and smashed it directly on an old tree by the side of the road. The copper coins flew out from Mu Xiaoque's fingertips, causing her to die to the point where she couldn't die anymore.

"The family without a surname does not take a good path," Xiang Qing'er picked up the silver needle on the ground, "How did you cultivate so many of these things?"

"Using other people's sympathy to kill," Mu Xiaoque wiped the blood from the sword, and looked away in disgust, "It's extremely vicious."

The two of them looked at the way they came from at the same time, their whereabouts really couldn't be concealed, the No Surname Gate was probably waiting for them all the way ahead.