A carriage stopped in the middle of the camp, red and green embellishments and blue sky and white clouds above, completely inconsistent with the situation in front of him, surrounded by ghost-faced men around the carriage, with strange masks on his face, eerie and scary, holding weapons, Zhao Kuo's nose moved, and he also smelled a faint fragrance wafting in, which was the unique fragrance of flowers, not only flowers but also a kind of medicinal herbs, used to condense and nourish the face, and now it is used to decorate the carriage is extravagant, but unfortunately Zhao Kuo's eyes are poisoned and cannot be seen.

"King, there's a carriage ahead."

"Carriage!"

Even if Zhao Kuo was also surprised, trying to sketch the situation in front of him through his past memories, the picture was inevitably funny, but one point, the people in the carriage were the ultimate winners, and the life and death of everyone, including himself, were completely in the hands of the other party.

Zhao Kuo is a human being after all, and in the face of the predicament, he almost exhausted his methods, Lü Buwei sent the dead soldiers to retreat, and a mysterious force appeared in front of him, and as the distance approached, the carriage became the focus of everyone.

A grimace strong man urged the horse forward, and said angrily: "The person immediately is King Zhao, and my master is invited." ”

"Nope."

The cavalry at the head shouted angrily, what kind of identity is the king, how can he be so groveling, even if he wants to see it, he will be summoned here, instead of taking the initiative to go over, identity is not only a symbol but also represents glory, not only that, the identity of the other party is unknown, now at least you can fight, once the king is accused of throwing rats, you can only let people eat meat.

"I can't tell you no."

The man was burly, with a wave of the weapon in his hand, the cavalry leader did not show weakness, the long sword in his hand, and the eyes of the two were round, just like two confrontational roosters, ready to fight at any time.

"Let me go."

Zhao Kuo's voice sounded, and someone came over immediately, there was an injury, plus the eyes were inconvenient, almost being helped off the horse, both feet fell to the ground, the legs were numb after a long time on the horse, and the eyes could not see, the whole person stood there, and the people beside him said: "The king's eyes are inconvenient, and one person in the past is not too much." ”

"Nope."

The cold voice came from behind the mask, and a few people who approached Zhao Kuo suddenly became angry, obviously deliberately making things difficult, just about to step forward, Zhao Kuo took a deep breath and strode out, his body was straight, his demeanor was free and his steps were steady, and at that moment he completely changed a person, and Zhao Ren behind him let out cheers.

One step, two steps, Zhao Kuo adjusted his breathing again and again, the sound of footsteps reached his ears, and the whole body reached its best state at that moment, judging by the voice, no matter who the opponent is, he has to face it, Zhao Kuo can't fall, can't, only he knows the injuries on his body, every time he takes a step, he can't be sure if he can take the next step, even so, there is still no hesitation, everyone is watching.

Approaching step by step, the carriage stopped motionless, Zhao Kuo's body leaned forward suddenly, his knees bent accordingly, the whole person stood firm again, and a light sigh also came from the carriage, although the voice was light, it could not escape Zhao Kuo's ears, it was a woman.

Men and women because of their different body structures, their voices are obviously different, the man's voice is thick and masculine, the woman's voice is sweet and more charming, there will be no mistake, there is a woman in the carriage, Zhao Kuo sneered, all of them got up because of the woman, the body was close enough, the arm was raised, the curtain was lifted, the two eyes were facing each other, the woman's eyes widened, Zhao Kuo's body went down, and then two white ribbons were played, which were accurately entangled, the ribbon in the woman's hand shook, and Zhao Kuo's figure moved forward again, Looking at it from behind, he walked to the carriage, Zhao Kuo had tried his best, tried his best, and fell down at the last moment.

"Stay here, and those who dare to approach will die."

The voice was soft, revealing an astonishing killing intent, his arms shook, Zhao Kuo's figure directly entered the carriage, and almost at the same time the curtain fell, and the Zhao people behind tried to step forward, and the person wearing a ghost face in front of him held a weapon to block the way.

"What should I do?"

"The king will be fine, wait and see."

"It's fine."

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, everyone's breathing slowed down, no one knew what was going to happen in the carriage, the curtain completely separated the inside and outside, and the inside became an independent space, the outside of the carriage was completely controlled by mysterious forces, and the remaining heavy cavalry had to wait and see from afar, and they were already exhausted from repeated battles, even so, people did not dismount, swords did not leave their hands, and once something happened, they immediately attacked.

In the carriage, the light entered through the gap, Zhao Kuo lay flat in the middle, leaning on a person in the corner, a woman, a woman who would not help but want to have as long as a man looked at it, why with tears in her eyes, and the affection in her eyes made it difficult to guess, who she was? Why is it here? Was it by accident or pre-planned?

There are too many puzzles to solve one by one, the woman takes a deep breath, her eyes slowly close, her long eyelashes are stained with tears, her body slowly approaches, her slender fingers stretch out, and then her white arms like lotus roots, her body is close, what is she doing! Gently removing the clothes on Zhao Kuo's body, a woman making such a move will inevitably make people think about it, but unfortunately Zhao Kuo is already in a coma, and all of them are completely unknown.

The arms are down, the movements are gentle, for fear of accidentally hurting, the clothes are all the way down, and the scars on the shoulders are visible, which are left by countless battlefield battles, this kind of scars do not look ugly, but increase the courage of men, so that women are moved, and beautiful women love heroes, since ancient times.

The slender fingers gently soothed the homeopathic scar, the movement slowed down, and the mouth whispered something, as if confiding, as if recalling, the situation in the carriage became more and more weird, the mysterious carriage, the mysterious identity, what kind of feelings were there between the two, why the eyes revealed endless tenderness, as if reuniting lovers after a long absence, and the lips whispered bursts of fragrance.

Suddenly the cold light flashed, the sharp dagger was held in the palm of his hand, and he went straight to Zhao Kuo's chest from top to bottom, the dagger was close to the homeopathic turn, a cold snort, Zhao Kuo coughed in pain, and his body moved, the woman hurriedly stopped, there was a foul smell from the wound, and the flesh was grayish white near the wound, if it could not be treated in time, the injury would be aggravated and his life would be difficult to protect.

"Stop, it won't let you have anything to do again."

The white crystals fell, with residual heat, fell on it, crystal clear, took a deep breath, the dagger rotated rapidly, the sharp dagger cut through the skin and made a slight sound, but in an instant, the periphery was corroded by the wound and the flesh was completely cut off, the bright red blood flowed out from the surroundings, put it at ease, the wound was not infected, and quickly picked up the medicine bottle from the side, the medicine bottle was exquisite, even if the high-grade medicine was snatched from the Lu Chamber of Commerce, it could not be compared, and it was evenly sprinkled on it, his hand was downward, and he tore off a piece of the clothes directly from it with a snort, and his body bent down again, Carefully lift Zhao Kuo's body, after the injury was treated, sweat appeared on his forehead, and he let out a sigh, and then there were only eyes left.

Dozens of medicine bottles were placed on the side of the carriage, the man carefully selected, put them on the tip of his nose to identify carefully, some drugs have almost the same taste and color, and the effect is completely different, once used incorrectly, it will cause greater harm, as a doctor, he must be extremely familiar with medicine.

Zhao Kuo was lying there, the circles around his eyes were black, Lu Buwei made white smoke is indeed poisonous, the toxicity is average, if people accidentally eat it or smell it, the effect is limited, but for the eyes, once they enter the eyes, they can't open them at all, and the longer the time, the greater the damage, unless the antidote is found.

The eyelids opened, and the crystal liquid poured out of it, and the drops quickly blended into it, which was strange to say, as the white liquid entered, the original black slowly disappeared, and she breathed a sigh of relief, and the woman finally showed a smile on her face, there was no absolute certainty, don't underestimate this bottle of ordinary water, it should be made of polar ice springs and precious medicinal materials, and the detoxification effect is wonderful.

As the white droplets disappeared, there was still a cloud of black gas around the eye circles, and the woman saw in her eyes, if the residual poison could not be removed, it would inevitably be harmful to the eyes in the future, and she couldn't care about it so much, and the remaining potions were dripped in, every drop was extremely precious, and now the whole bottle was poured in, and the last bit of black gas disappeared completely.

Time passed slowly, the whole camp stopped there, the torches were lit, the carriage was still motionless, the mystery man camp and the Zhao Jun camp were facing each other, and no one got off the horse to rest.

High in the moon sky, starlight, the woman stood aside, humming softly in her mouth, her voice was beautiful, and suddenly a hand quickly stretched out, directly grabbed the woman's wrist, and exclaimed, Zhao Kuo had already arrived behind the woman, and the sharp dagger was against the woman's heart.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Kuo had already woken up, the itching sensation in his eyes disappeared completely, and he vaguely remembered what happened when he approached the carriage, although he didn't see the other party's appearance clearly, just a little, he was able to instantly restrain himself and send him to the carriage, ordinary people couldn't do it at all, this person not only knew martial arts, but martial arts were also not low, Zhao Kuo was alert, lying there, and there was a woman's whispering voice in his ears, every note kept drilling into his ears, and that kind of sound could penetrate all the way to the depths of his soul.

Who is she! Zhao Kuo also wants to know the answer, it is impossible to distinguish between friend and foe, so he simply takes the initiative, as a man, it is unbearable to treat his benefactor like this, and he can only do so in order to survive.

The woman sneered, "That's how the king treats his benefactor, and he wants to do this to a weak woman!" ”

"The grace of saving each other, Zhao Kuo will never forget it in his heart."

Zhao Kuo was stunned for a moment, the woman's body suddenly fell back, this is undoubtedly a risky move, Zhao Kuo is holding a dagger behind the woman, behind is the side wall of the carriage, Zhao Kuo is unavoidable, the woman is equal to directly hitting the dagger, the consequences can be imagined, Zhao Kuo had to take it back, the figure is equivalent to lying directly in Zhao Kuo's arms, the woman's soft body, with a fragrance, Zhao Kuo was stunned there, the most difficult to accept the grace of the beauty.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is the heart of the king."

"The girl is self-respecting."

The woman smiled indifferently, "You can call me Qing'er, or Widow Qing." ”

"Widow Qing, Qin Qing."

Zhao Kuo finally figured out that the woman in front of him was the legendary Bashuqi woman widow Qing, who was not under Zhao Ya and others in terms of appearance, but it was a pity that she was a widow at such a young age. ”