After the silence, Aliche burst out laughing again.

He looked back at Wen Qingzhu and saw her sitting on the ground, holding Fu Lie's broken sword in her hand, tears dripping on the blade, rushing away the congealed blood.

"This is his sword, it's his sword...... Wen Qingzhu couldn't believe that Fu Lie's sword would break.

In front of the Moon Tower in his previous life, Fu Lie even if ten thousand arrows pierced his heart, his sword still supported him.

Aliche's people came forward to catch Wen Qingzhu, but Beidou directly picked her up and tried to retreat.

It's just that the people of the White Wolf Tribe, even if not everyone is a master like Aliche, are much more powerful than ordinary people.

Beidou fought and retreated, and in less than a moment, there were several wounds on his body.

It was not a fatal injury, but it had already made him understand that he and Wen Qingzhu could not escape.

Wen Qingzhu came back to his senses, hugged Fu Lie's in his arms, and motioned for Beidou to let go of her.

Walking forward step by step, the people of the White Wolf Tribe stared at her tightly, and everyone raised the scimitar in their hands.

Seeing Wen Qingzhu walking directly to the blade, Aliche still raised his hand.

The person who blocked Wen Qingzhu's way automatically separated to the two sides until she walked in front of Aliche.

"Where's Fu Lie?"

Wen Qingzhu's voice was unwavering, but her expression couldn't deceive anyone.

"He will die, even if Ah Luche fights for his life, he will not let him go." Aliche saw in her eyes a despair that could not be dissolved.

At this moment, Aliche suddenly had an idea in his heart, could it be that Ah Yuanche's death really had nothing to do with Wen Qingzhu?

"He won't die, he promised me." Wen Qingzhu didn't have any nonsense, and turned around to leave, but was surrounded by the White Wolf Legion.

Wen Qingzhu turned around, walked through Aliche, and met Holai's gaze.

The pale lips moved: Help me, please.

He Lai looked at the man holding the broken sword in front of him, and his heart was like a knife.

Wen Qingzhu, who is strategizing and turning clouds and rain, should never be affected by anyone, and should always remain calm and calm.

And Wen Qingzhu in front of him, as if he had lost his soul, was begging him for another man?

Horai clenched the sword in his hand, as if he had turned his head and left.

But suddenly the old gentleman's words came to his ears: "You won't watch her die." ”

"Forget it." Horay withdrew his gaze and looked at the broken sword at his waist.

His sword was broken, and Fu Lie's sword was also broken, at least it could show that Fu Lie was not much stronger than him.

When he looked up again, He Lai directly said to Ali Dao: "I won't leave today, whether you let her go or not, we will still fight this battle!" If I win against you, I can prove that I am better than Fu Lie! ”

"Are you really going to fight me?" Aliche squinted behind him, and Wen Qingzhu's lips moved again.

It's a pity that he didn't know what Wen Qingzhu was talking about at all.

The war was about to break out, and with the 'killing' on the side of the Holai army, the men and horses on both sides directly fought hard.

……

The remnant sun is like blood, reflecting the vast grassland.

There were less than ten people left to escort Wen Qingzhu and them away.

The pursuers behind him never gave up and kept staring at them.

The team leader suddenly stopped, took out a map from his waist, handed it to Wen Qingzhu and said, "My lord, this is what the general prepared for you before." ”

Wen Qingzhu took it and took a look, and several locations were circled with a red pen, all of which were near her road.

Glancing at the pursuers behind him, the squad leader pulled out his scimitar and said goodbye to her: "I'm really sorry, I should have escorted the adults to find General Fu, but I am also a subordinate of General Helai, and I also want to kill the White Wolf Army to prove my strength, I'm sorry." ”

Without waiting for Wen Qingzhu to reply, the team leader led the rest of the people to turn back.

They soon met the White Wolf Army that had caught up, and the men and horses on both sides directly tried their best to make a killing move.

Wen Qingzhu looked down at the map, his heart was moved, and finally whispered: "Thank you." ”

Without the threat behind him, and with the map in his hand, Wen Qingzhu began to search with all his might, recruiting one location after another.

From the initial hope to the disappointment later, Wen Qingzhu stopped abruptly and looked at the map in his hand.

Some of the locations marked above are all strongholds secretly arranged by Horay.

This trick would not have been thought of by ordinary Huns.

He Lai learned it from Fu Lie, if she was Fu Lie-

Wen Qingzhu stretched out his hand and began to select and search on the map.

After a while, she saw a place, a place with small hills.

"Beidou! Go there! ”

The two turned on their horses and quickly hurried to the southwest.

The snow fell again, and the cold wind invaded the human bones like a knife, but Wen Qingzhu's blood was slowly boiling.

This time the snow soon fell, the clouds dispersed, and the moon hung in the sky.

When they arrived in front of the hill, they saw several bodies lying on the ground.

Among these corpses, there was a soldier wearing the armor of the Fu Family's army, holding a red tassel gun in his right hand, kneeling on the ground, and his head hanging down.

His shoulders and back were covered with a thin layer of snow, and he stood still like a sculpture.

Wen Qingzhu rushed to him, reached out and touched his hand, which was already as stiff as a stone.

Her heart pounded, this man had been dead for a long time.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, in the snow ahead, there is a row of chaotic footprints, leading into the distance.

Wen Qingzhu ran forward directly, following the footprints.

After a while, the footprints changed to the front foot stepping on the back foot.

Later, as if someone was dragging something, it appeared in front of Wen Qingzhu's eyes, a long trail with blood.

Wen Qingzhu looked up, and more than ten meters away, there were two stacked people.

From a distance, it looks like the person below carrying the person above on his back, and finally he loses his strength and throws himself forward and falls to the ground.

"Wei Zhi ......" Wen Qingzhu shouted as he ran over.

When the familiar back appeared in front of her, she knelt directly on the ground and reached out to grab the hand that fell on the snow.

It's cold.

Wen Qingzhu propped up his body, carefully flipped Fu Lie over, and kept shouting: "Weizhi, Weizhi, wake up, I am Qingqing." ”

When Fu Lie lay on her back, Wen Qingzhu saw that his chest and abdomen were all soaked with blood, and the blood was still flowing out.

She just turned Fu Lie around, and her hands were already covered with blood.

Probing Fu Lie's snort, Wen Qingzhu cried with joy: "There is still breath!" That's it! I'll save you! ”

She quickly took off her cloak and put it on the ground with the help of Beidou.

put Fu Lie away, quickly took out the purple gold pill, put it directly in his mouth and chewed it, then leaned down and fed it to Fu Lie to eat.

"Water! Bring the kettle! Wen Qingzhu gently picked up Fu Lie's head, took the Beidou kettle and took a sip, and then fed it to Fu Lie.

Still didn't see him swallow it, Wen Qingzhu was anxious and fed Fu Lie water again.

After repeating it a few times, he gently raised his head again.

With a soft grunt, Fu Lie finally swallowed the pill.

Wen Qingzhu was about to check Fu Lie's pulse, when Beidou pulled her sleeve.

Looking up, he found that Beidou had flipped the other one over, and he was also not lightly injured, but it was much better than Fu Lie.

After seeing this person's face clearly, Wen Qingzhu hurriedly took a purple gold pill and gave it to Beidou: "Hurry up and give it to him!" ”

The person next to Fu Lie was Cui Li, his injuries seemed to be only abdominal injuries, after eating the Zijin Pill and drinking water, his breath was much calmer.

On the contrary, it was Fu Lie's side, not only did he not get better, but his breath became weaker and weaker.

Wen Qingzhu hurriedly checked Fu Lie's pulse, and found that he had not only suffered from serious trauma and lost too much blood, but he was also poisoned!

This poison is very common and only makes it difficult for people's blood to clot.

"How so? How so? Wen Qingzhu began to rummage and found that she did not have an antidote on her at all.

Beidou brought a blanket over, one for Cui Li to cover, and one for Fu Lie.

In less than a moment, Fu Lie's blood soaked through the blanket.

Wen Qingzhu's tears kept falling, knelt in front of Fu Lie, and kept shouting: "No! Not yet! ”

She must have a way!

If you can't clot, then use blood clotting medicine.

Quickly equipped with blood clotting medicine, Wen Qingzhu was about to give it to Fu Lie, and suddenly felt wrong.

The blanket that was uncovered with trembling hands slowly opened Fu Lie's clothes, and found that Cui Li had given Fu Lie blood clotting medicine before.

"How could it be! Who the hell is it! Wen Qingzhu cried heartbreakingly.

She reapplied the medicine, tightened her bandages, and wrapped layer after layer of blankets, but Fu Lie's face became worse and worse.

Wen Qingzhu looked around, tears raining down.

Fu Lie's injuries were too serious to ride a horse at all, so he had to use a carriage, preferably a manpower sedan chair to carry it.

But this is the Hun steppe, where did she go to find the carriage! Get!

"Not yet, not yet, not yet—"

Wen Qingzhu has never been so desperate as now, she tried her best to stop Fu Lie's bleeding, apply medicine, apply needles, and protect her heart.

also asked Beidou to give Fu Liedu true anger.

She used all the life-saving medicine she was carrying, why didn't Fu Lie wake up yet!

The moonlight was getting brighter and brighter, and Wen Qingzhu fed Fu Lie water regularly.

They were all fed to him after their mouths were warm.

At the incoming wind, Beidou used a blanket to prop up a wind blocking point.

Cui Li's fingers next to him moved slightly, he slowly opened his eyes, and saw a miserable white face, and the whites of his eyes were full of bloodshot around the dark eyes.

He looked at it for a while, and it wasn't until Beidou's face stretched out that Cui Li understood that it was Wen Qingzhu who came.

"Lord Wen, how is the prince?"

Hearing Cui Li's voice, Wen Qingzhu's eyes turned mechanically, and he said in a hoarse voice: "He hasn't woken up yet." ”

Cui Li wanted to look up, but the pain in his abdomen made him cough violently.

In the end, he gave up, looked sideways at Wen Qingzhu and asked, "Did you put a signal?" ”

"Let it go."

"And how long have you waited?"

"It's been almost an hour."

Cui Li wanted to say something, but he coughed again.

Beidou took the water and handed it to him, and Cui Li drank some of it, and then he felt a lot better.

Wen Qingzhu looked at Fu Lie motionlessly, holding his face with both hands, only hoping that he would see himself as soon as he opened his eyes.

As the night passed, a ray of sunshine shone down.

Cui Li was already able to sit up, and he looked at the south, very worried.

Could it be that Lu Jiajun also had an accident?

Normally, it's time for them to come over.

When the sun shone on the earth, Fu Lie's eyelashes finally moved.

"Not yet." Wen Qingzhu's voice was completely hoarse.

I don't know if it was because he heard her voice, Fu Lie slowly opened his eyes.

Wen Qingzhu's tears fell again, and he was afraid of falling on his face, so he hurriedly turned his head.

Not wanting his hand to be held by Fu Lie, Wen Qingzhu quickly turned around and laughed hard to make him not worry.

"Qingqing, I don't know if I'll be able to survive this time." Fu Lie's voice was like a gossamer, and it would break at any time if it was repeated.

Wen Qingzhu tried hard to hold back his tears and shook his head: "You will live!" Soon someone will come to our rescue! ”

Fu Lie tugged at the corners of his lips, as if he wanted to laugh, but he didn't have the strength to laugh.

He could feel the temperature of his body very low, and he was unconscious, but his mind was still clear, and his hand could still hold his Qingqing.

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