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Han Qing and his gang held Murong Bai hostage and headed north all the way, the new green on the outskirts of the imperial city gradually went away.

Everyone rode their horses and fled desperately. It took nearly two hours before they stopped to rest under an old elm tree.

Han Qing pulled Murong Bai off the horse, and the two of them sat on the huge branch of the dead wood, took a sip of wine, and turned to find Murong Bai silently staring at his lips.

So, he leaned over and poured him a sip of strong wine, the liquid dripped down Murong Bai's sharp chin, dripping onto his collar, and the dizzy light brown clothes soaked into deep water marks.

Han Qing took another big sip of wine at the spout, bent his mouth to persuade him, and said, "General Mu, why don't you come back to Beihan with me, and I guarantee that you will enjoy better treatment than Muyun in Beihan."

Murong Bai swallowed the spicy wine, and smiled with his star-like eyes.

Bei Hanjing was sitting on the other side of Murong Bai, and when she heard Han Qing's words, she also turned around and said, "General Mu, I, Bei Hanjing, also respect you as a man. As long as you serve Beihan, I will definitely stand in front of my brother." Good words for you."

Murong Bai shook his head and said: "The lofty ambitions are far away. Thank you for your kindness. It's just that our general obeyed the agreement and let you go out of the city. I don't know when you will let Rong Bai go back?"

Bei Hanjing and other generals all looked at Han Qing to ask for his opinion.

Han Qing closed the wine lid, and Shen Yan said: "Our army is still on Longshang, and it took at least one day to rendezvous in the past. It is too early to let him go now. It is better to let him go back tomorrow morning. Today we have to travel overnight. , everyone, get ready and keep your strength."

While Han Qing was speaking, Murong Bai's fingers calmly drew a mark on the ground behind him, which he would ignore if he didn't look carefully.

However, when everyone was evacuating, Han Qing carefully cleaned up the traces left by several people.

Before taking him on the horse, he carefully checked the surroundings of his position, saw the symbol, and gave Murong Bai a meaningful look, instead of erasing the marks with his feet, he modified the marks left by Murong Bai.

Murong Bai couldn't help but have a headache, this Han Qing was too cautious and careful, he was a difficult master to deal with.

Several Hu people came around and saw the sign, and scolded the Han people for being cunning, which is nothing.

When the barbarians scolded the Han men, Han Qing, who was a Han man, had an ugly expression on his face. He turned back coldly and said, "It's not that the Han men are too cunning, but that you Hu men are too stupid."

"Say it again." Several barbarians drew out their knives and surrounded Han Qing angrily.

Everyone had killed their beloved horse because they blocked the enemy's pursuit, and had nowhere to complain about their grievances, so they blamed Han Qing for their dissatisfaction.

Now Han Qing's words are like a flame, which suddenly ignites the gun and angers everyone.

With a heavy ax on her back, Bei Hanjing walked among the group of people with a cold face, and reprimanded angrily, "Get on the horses, and rebel in the den, can we go back to Beihan immediately?"

The generals put the knife back into the scabbard in displeasure, and made a loud noise to threaten Han Qing. They muttered curses in Beihan dialect.

Han Qing snorted, not too big or too small, just enough that everyone could hear the provocative voice and said, "Heh, why do you still want to go back to Beihan to bully me? It's really fair and square."

Several people didn't expect that Han Qing could understand his nonsense and expose them directly, with embarrassment on his face for a while.

What Bei Hanjing hates the most is that her own people are not united, so she yelled angrily: "Enough is enough, let me get back to my horse and set off."

Han Qing stepped on the horse handsomely, with a cold snort in his nostrils, he took the lead in swinging the whip, and the horse set off at a high speed, leaving several people far away.

Murong Bai heard Han Qing scolding coldly: "The emperor's relatives, so what, I, Han Qing, are not the ones to solve the difficulties."

Murong Bai couldn't help laughing, and turned around and said: "Brother Han, if Beihan Country is uncomfortable, Muyun's door will always be open for you."

Han Qing grinned his white teeth, and refused deeply: "You Muyun clan are constantly fighting, and you pay attention to family rules in everything. It's better to get along with these barbarians directly."

"The struggle between clans is true. There is no war nowadays, and the rules can be changed. Brother Han is against the Han and helping the Hu. It is not good in national justice. It is better to quickly correct the evil and return to the right." Murong Bai grasped the key points everywhere. His face didn't change at all.

"In my eyes, no matter the Han people or the Hu people, they are all human beings with only one life. In this world, no one's name is carefully written down. It only depends on the strength to win. Whoever I want to help depends on who Don't annoy me a little."

Han Qing said while manipulating the reins.

"Jun Ye also said similar things to you." Murong Bai was moved by his words, and said with deep eyes.

"I guess I saw him right." Han Qing smiled purely when he heard this.

Han Qing felt that Li Junye understood him to a certain extent. Although the two of them did not have a deep conversation, they told him so secretly.

When Murong Bai heard his knowing and proud tone to Li Junye, he felt slightly unbalanced for some reason.

Obviously he and Han Qing had a lot of contact, but Han Qing had a kind of recognition for Li Junye that surpassed his own, as if there was an invisible tacit understanding between the two.

"I don't know why you hate Muyun so much." Murong Bai suppressed the jealousy in his heart that he didn't even understand, and asked.

"I hate your emperor." Han Qing said without hesitation.

"Where do you hate it?"

"I hate everything."

Han Qing said angrily.

"..."

Murong Bai laughed inwardly, his shoulders trembled slightly.I thought to myself: Xiao Jingyu, who is not offended by anyone, will be hated one day.

"What about me?" Murong Bai couldn't help turning his head, staring at Han Qing's exquisite face and asked.

"You, you are one of the three people in Beihan Kingdom that I don't dislike." Han Qing glanced behind him, turned his head and said bluntly.

"Aside from me and Jun Ye, who else would be so honored not to be disliked by you?" Murong Bai didn't realize that he loved to ask the bottom line at this moment, unlike his previous lonely image.

Han Qing was also not interested in knowing how the opponent's usual behavior was different to him and others. Anyway, in his eyes, Murong Bai seemed to be like this, which was normal.

"You guys who can't stop talking." Han Qing commented on Yan Zijin intuitively.

"Hahaha..." If Yan Zijin heard Han Qing commenting on him like this, he would be rambling again, Murong Bai laughed happily.

Han Qing looked back again, Bei Hanjing and the others were far behind, with no sign of coming, frowned slightly, grabbed the reins of the horse, stood where they were, waiting for the people behind.

The change came too fast. Just when Han Qing realized something was wrong, the dagger from his waist was taken away, his neck was hit hard, and the world in front of him was instantly like a dark night with lights out.

A slightly sly and happy smile appeared on the corner of Murong Bai's mouth, he discarded the sharp stone he had just picked up under the elm tree in his hand, pulled out the thin iron chain around his waist, tied Han Qing's backhand firmly, and laid him face down like a cargo on horseback.

Then he got off the horse, wrapped the horse's four hooves with thick clothes, finally kicked the horse's belly, and drove the horse away.

"Damn it, the person disappeared out of thin air without leaving any traces. Could it be that Han Qing eloped with that little boy." Bei Hanjing's subordinate picked up the hemp rope left on the ground and said.

"Maybe, Han Qing is very protective of that Murong Bai." Others said.

"Shut up, don't let me hear such words. I'm afraid Han Qing has been plotted against, so spread them out to find him." Bei Hanjing squatted down, looked at the rough break of the rope, dropped the rope, and ordered Said.

"Leave him alone, let's just leave." The subordinate muttered.

Bei Hanjing's face became ugly, with anger rising in her eyes, she announced loudly, "I, Bei Hanjing, will not leave any of my own people behind."

"I put my words here today. From now on, whoever doesn't pay attention to Han Qing, just doesn't pay attention to me."

Beihan Jing said with a cold face.

The people present immediately lost their arrogance by three points. Although they were not reconciled to how Han Qing and He De could let the princess treat him like this, they obediently tuned their horses to scatter around.

Unexpectedly, Murong Bai looked honest, and secretly abducted Han Qing. Bei Hanjing suffered from this secret loss, and couldn't help but feel a lot worse about him, thinking, such a person is also dishonest in Beihan.

The night is like a pitch-black canvas, hung with densely packed little stars.

Han Qing wanted to rub his neck that was still numb, but found that his wrist seemed to be locked by something, and opened his eyes uncomfortably, a small cluster of dancing flames glaringly lit up in front of his eyes, with a hare on top, the smell of meat was pungent. Come.

Murong Bai was next to him, concentrating on roasting rabbits.

Han Qing turned her neck to stimulate the blood, and said in her heart: This kid is really tricky.

"You're awake." Murong Bai opened the hare meat carefully wrapped with leaves and hung it in front of his eyes. The delicious smell penetrated straight into his nose, making his hungry stomach even more rebellious.

Han Qing's eyes slid from bottom to top to Murong Bai's face, and asked with a bad look: "Where is this?"

The two were in a claustrophobic cave with deep tunnels.

Murong Bai didn't answer, and sent the rabbit meat in his hand forward. Seeing that Han Qing was staring at him intently, not going to eat it, he said, "This is the cave I discovered by accident."

Han Qing couldn't help frowning, how could Bei Hanjing find him.

"Don't think too much, just eat." Murong Bai tore off a piece of rabbit meat and fed it to Han Qing.

Han Qing glanced at Murong Bai, nothing could be seen on his sharp-edged face.

Han Qing sighed resignedly, and began to eat rabbit meat under Murong Bai's feeding.

Murong Bai looked at the hideous scar running through the brow bone on his face, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Han Qing almost rolled her eyes, slashed your face, does it hurt you?

Han Qing couldn't be bothered to deal with such an insult to IQ.

Murong Bai himself went on to say: "I didn't do it on purpose at that time, I didn't expect to disfigure you."

Han Qing remembered Murong Bai's knife slashing across his mask, and finally stopped feeling angry, and said, "You didn't do it on purpose, but on purpose."

Murong Bai didn't deny it, he lowered his head and said embarrassingly: "I wanted to split the mask to see the opponent's appearance, but I didn't know the strength of my subordinates well."

"Oh, you should slash a few more times to completely ruin this face." Han Qing said with a deep look in his eyes.

"Ah, why?" Murong Bai was stunned by the action of tearing up the rabbit meat, and couldn't help being surprised.

"Do you think this face is a blessing or a curse?" Han Qing asked, looking directly at Murong Bai.

"I..." Murong Bai couldn't answer.

"This face didn't bring me many good things, but it attracted me a lot of bad things." Thinking of the past, Han Qing's eyes passed through a thick haze.

"What's wrong?" Murong Bai couldn't help asking.