Yezhao Sandbar

Chapter 17

Ah Xi turned her head, and had already expected that it was him who had followed him for a day and a night, but she didn't know whether it was the wind that messed up her vision or the cold surprise that swept over her body, blurring the man's face, and only saw a gleam of cold light on the corners of his brows and eyes in the gray sky. Clear and sharp.

A group of four people and three dogs stopped ten feet away.

"This is your plan?" Duan Qianmo's tone was soft, his smile was cold, he affirmed even if he questioned him, and he didn't listen to his explanation, and continued: "It's just a thousand calculations to collude with Jianghu killers to preempt the king's life." Wan Suan didn't expect that your Yuezhi King would follow up and mess up your plan, if Yunwu hadn't seen through your disguise, you wouldn't have escaped from the customs at night with your sick body, right?"

Ah Xi frowned and stared at each other. It turned out that Duan Qianmo not only doubted his identity, but also concluded that he had colluded with the killer in the assassination at the inn a month ago.

There was a sad smile on the lips behind the mask, so it was so...

"Six hours ago, you found that the king was following behind, and you led the king to this place without any haste..." Looking at the dense stone city in front of him, his eyes moved to Axi's face again, "It's to get the king without anyone noticing." Is this king silenced?"

After finishing speaking, he looked at the middle-aged man, "Your Excellency is from the Jianghu?"

The man snorted heavily, and was about to speak. Axi was afraid that he would misinterpret the truth about the day at the inn and expose his true identity, and was eager to get away, so she hurriedly said: "Since the prince dared to follow, why are you afraid now?" Is it done?"

Duan Qianmo put away his smile, his piercing eyes seemed to kill him on the spot, he raised his chin and said coldly: "This king wants to see your ability!"

Wu Fu hurriedly said: "My lord can't!"

Ah Xi had already turned her horse's head, cracked the snowflakes in the air with a whip, and headed straight for the ghost city with the man.

"Chase!"

Duan Qianmo chased after him like an arrow off a string.

Wufu was the first to rush over, and entered the ghost town, all eyes were dim yellow white light, ghostly with faint blue mist, the wind swirling between the rock walls was sharp and piercing, high pitched like huge waves and tsunamis, low like ghosts humming.

"My lord, it's very foggy here, and I'm afraid we'll get lost if we follow along." Wufu Dingfeng reminded, "There are only two of them, and they obviously know that they can't fight hard, so they lured us into this ghostly place to try to escape."

Duan Qianmo stared at the shadowy two cavalry in front of him, with a stern look on his face: "Catch up and annihilate them directly!"

The sword energy pierced through the air and attacked from behind, the man shouted: "Run, he has murderous intentions!" Before the shout fell, he jumped up, put his foot on Ah Xi's horse's buttocks, and used his strength to spin back , The horizontal sword resisted Wufu's offensive, and the collision of iron objects created dazzling sparks.

Ah Xi's horse took a kick, and with a long hiss, its strong front hooves jumped up, and it rushed forward like lightning. Ah Xi Yao's limp body was thrown backward by the sudden acceleration of the horse, and he hadn't straightened up yet. The dragon humming in his ears, and the cold light sweeping across his eyes, he was terrified, if it wasn't for this inertia, he might have been cut by his sword at this moment.

It was too late to be sad, and another sword stabbed at his vest. After avoiding it sideways, the wind sounded his clothes hunting and approaching. Duan Qianmo abandoned his horse and jumped. Seeing the sword stabbing his neck in mid-air, Ah Xi closed his eyes in resignation.

"boom!"

There was another iron collision, and then the man shouted: "If you want to touch him, pass me first!"

Duan Qianmo focused his gaze, pulled out several sword flowers, and immediately fought with the man.

Ah Xi looked back frequently on horseback, Duan Qianmo was no match for his uncle, and if Wufu was added, it would be the uncle who suffered in turn.

Pulling out the short blade, tightening the reins, he turned around and rushed over.

Wufu had joined the battle at this time, and Duan Qianmo was able to breathe, but saw Axi riding his horse, like a ray of light that existed in the thick fog, shooting towards the wind!

He dodged the opponent's sword and was about to jump up, but Wufu let out a short cry of pain and was knocked out a few meters away. He looked back in shock and wanted to block the man's attack. He raised a short blade, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent. At this time, he was attacked from the back, but for some reason, he ignored the man's offensive and looked back at Ah Xi who was rushing over.

He would rather die by the hands of strangers than die by his blade!

The man's fatal sword had already been delivered to his neck, and the blood-drinking sword of Kaifeng was pungent, and Duan Qianmo looked straight into Ah Xi's eyes, unable to think of retreating.

Immediately, immediately!

Binocular, gaze!

The distance between each other is gradually approaching like years, and gradually drifting away, Duan Qianmo calmly closed his eyes amidst Wufu's mournful howl...

It's a long story, but it's actually only a moment!

Ah Xi grabbed his right hand, Duan Qianmo's fox-fur cloak spread out like a banner in the air, everyone looked back hurriedly, only to see that the two of them had gone far away, and the snow foam splashed by the horse's hooves was everywhere.

Duan Qianmo struggled instinctively while lying on the horse's back, but saw Ah Xi raise the short blade, and then there was a huge pain in the back of her neck, and she closed her eyes unwillingly.

The whole body is like falling into an ice cave, with bursts of coldness pouring into the whole body from the back of the heart, as if freezing every vein along the flowing blood, the eyelids are pressed heavily, weighing more than a thousand catties, trying to open the eyelids, but tugging A dull pain in the back of the neck radiated to the temples. Under the pain, his mind suddenly became clear, and Duan Qianmo opened his eyes.

Immediately, icy snowflakes fell into his eyeballs. He blinked and opened them again. His goal was to see a clear moonlight under the curtain, and the snowflakes fell silently. At this time, the wind was turned off and the night was dark. It seems that the hand-to-hand combat in Beijing is already a vague memory of the old year.

He just opened his eyes and was sleepy for a moment, and then his eyes were clear. He sat up and saw two figures, one big and one small, paralyzed in the snow three feet away.

The big one was the horse, with only a trace of vitality left. The white foam spit out from the horse's mouth and the bloody water attached to the broken meat melted a piece of snow, and the white air from the horse's nose was thin, and it was no longer able to die.

Not far from the horse, Ah Xi was lying motionless.

Duan Qianmo walked over slowly, and stood at the side, looking down.

If it weren't for the snow melted by the high temperature and body temperature under his body, just judging from his face, he would only think that he was just sleeping soundly from exhaustion.

His face is always indifferent and silent, with the same...skin color!

Duan Qianmo's eyes flashed slightly. Now that the person has fallen into his hands, should he take off his disguise and hide in the palace for nearly half a year? , This does not move, but it is tacit but not as peaceful as each other.

Never should, never should, should not have been bitten back when he ignored the power and let it go, which really fulfilled the warning saying of "one day's victory against the enemy, countless generations of troubles".

He slowly squatted down, clasped his wrist to feel the pulse, the pulse was weak and weak, it was indeed the wind and cold invading his body, and he had not rested for two nights, he had turned to severe typhoid fever, the skin under his fingers was hot and burned his hands, he didn't need to do anything, just let him lie down for one night , is a frozen corpse in the vast snow.

He is unwilling to let go of anyone who defected!

Fingers tremble slightly on the pulse, if the internal force is pushed to the heart vein, I will immediately send him back to the west with my own hands...

With genuine energy inside his fingertips, he no longer hesitated, and slowly pushed in.

I remember seeing him for the first time that day, with delicate features and thin body, at the end of the crowd, I looked at him quietly over the shoulders of different heights, I heard that this young man acted suspiciously, but those slender eyes were as clear as a pool full of the setting sun The beautiful Qiushui has an incomparable appearance but moves half the city's heart and soul.

The blue-clothed boy in the pasture, calm and introverted, confronted the pack of dogs alone, never retreating or avoiding the blood-stained sleeves, and still threw out the blade to save him from his fangs under his killing palm.

The gloomy look of Man Yue Lou looking back at that glance accidentally touched his hard helmet outside his heart, like slender fingers plucking at the heartstrings, trembling through the remaining veins of the lake in his heart.

Just now he rode a horse and captured him, the horse was so tired that it was foaming at the mouth, he was exhausted and fell to the ground, was it too late to take his life or keep him alive as a ticket to protect himself?

Regardless of this or that, his betrayal is an indisputable fact!

I wanted to help him, but I couldn't bear him to seek his own death!

Mingming should be happy to take care of this venomous snake with his own hands.

However, there are always hazy clouds between the brows, which cannot be dispersed.

Ah Xi felt that there seemed to be a deep and warm air lingering in the dantian of the lower abdomen, slowly flowing like the tendons all over the body, and the stiff body instantly thawed out, like a spring bud breaking through the ground, and the sun rising in the east.

He opened his eyes, looking at Shang Duan Qianmo's eyes that couldn't see clearly.

The fingers on his wrist trembled, and then he clasped them tightly. Duan Qianmo stared at Ah Xi with a clear meaning in his eyes, implying that his life was in his hands at this moment.

A Xi moved her lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, my lord, for saving my life by saving my life."

Duan Qianmo said indifferently: "I saved your life only because your life is as cheap as an ant. I can take it anytime I want."

Ah Xi looked at him and remained silent.

"Right now, I want to see your true face!" After saying that, she put her finger next to Ah Xi's ear.

"If you dare to do something, you will never get out of the ghost town alive!" Ah Xi said quickly.

Duan Qianmo changed into a slightly cold smile, and said quietly: "Really, I haven't lived enough, and I really don't want to die, but, if you are like this now, if you don't have this king's internal protection, can you really survive until you get out of the ghost town? "

"Your Majesty, you don't need to worry about my body." Ah Xi forced herself to sit up, "Don't worry, follow me, and I will take you out."

He stood up, shaking a little, but he stabilized his legs when he closed his eyes and opened them.

Duan Qianmo watched coldly and followed behind him. Axi walked up to the horse. The horse was already dead. He drew out the short blade and stabbed it into the horse's butt.

Seeing him strenuously supporting his sick body and laboriously cutting the flesh on the horse's buttocks, Duan Qianmo has no intention of helping. Although this ghost town is big, he can go out after walking for more than ten hours. Do not eat for three days and nights, and meditate in meditation can also reduce physical exertion.

"Don't make too much, it's enough to prepare for you alone!"

Axi ignored him, and cut off a large piece of meat, tore off a hem of the clothes, tied the horse meat and hung it around his waist, a large piece was bloody, staining the jacket with blood stains.

Duan Qianmo frowned and said, "Let's go!"

Ah Xi walked in front, her back was straight, her steps were stiff, and her knees would not bend every step she took, as if her joints were rusted, which looked weird.

He squinted his eyes so that his vision would be clear, but the bones of his whole body were soft, and every time he took a step, his joints would tingle, so he could only keep moving forward in a straight posture.

Duan Qianmo walked behind and could only see his back. The back of the dark blue jacket was dyed a deep blue by the snow. In this gloomy snowy night in the ghost town, it was bitingly cold to think of it. Duan Qianmo Qian Mo forced herself not to look, but there was only this stubborn figure in sight.

The two walked non-stop all night. When the sky was bright, the undulating rock formations were still visible, and the boundary could not be seen.

Both of them stopped, Duan Qianmo only felt a burning pain in his chest, even the locals couldn't bear to run fast all night in this kind of ghostly weather, let alone a pampered prince like him.

Ah Xi grabbed a handful of snow from the rock wall and stuffed it into her mouth indiscriminately. She melted it in her mouth and swallowed it slowly. The base of her tongue to her throat was covered with blood bubbles due to the high heat, and the cold snow water stimulated her throat violently. contraction, almost out of breath.

It started snowing again.

He pressed his chest to calm down, and he didn't speak for a whole night. When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse: "The wind picks up at dawn. It looks like there is still heavy snow in the sky. Go there and rest. There is a wind blowing outside."

Duan Qianmo glanced at him with a half-smile, and went into the cave he pointed out on his own.

The cave was very small, just enough for two people to escape, Duan Qianmo went in first and leaned against the rock wall, and there was no snow on the bottom of his buttocks.

Outside the cave, Ah Xi untied the horse meat from his waist, peeled off the skin, wiped it clean with snow, sat on the ground with his back against the edge of the cave, and kept a distance of one person from Duan Qianmo, so half of his body was in the middle of the cave. Outside, it is inevitable to be exposed to the cold wind.

Seeing his sluggishness, Duan Qianmo wanted to close his eyes but held on, presumably because he was afraid of falling asleep and seeing his true face, the more he felt annoyed, he didn't bother to care about him, so he began to meditate and adjust his breath.