As soon as their carriage drove out of Youzhou City and entered the mountain road, Lin Jingxing couldn't take it anymore.
"Gret..." He retched on Mrs. Lin's lap, and Lin Gaoshan, who was sitting across from him, was hit by both visual and mental shocks.
"Young Master Sheng" Lin Gaoshan couldn't help but say, "How about we take a break first?"
Xu Shi Sheng Jiayan also had a shadow on the last time Lin Jingxing vomited a carriage, so he readily agreed: "Okay."
However, before he could instruct Mo Chunfeng and others, a crisp sound suddenly sounded outside.
Then there were a few sounds of "whoosh--", and several feather arrows pierced deeply into the wall of the carriage.
Lin Gaoshan was so frightened that he immediately hugged his wife and child in his arms: "It's this familiar voice again, they're here again!"
"Young Master!" Mo Chunfeng lifted the curtain of the car and poked his face into his face: "Someone is chasing him!"
"Don't stop first, go out of the mountain road." Sheng Jiayan said calmly and whispered.
The reins were held in Mo Chunfeng's hands, and the whole carriage seemed to be galloping in the mountains. The wheel of the car kept running over the big stones, and Meng Qiqi's head slapped no less than three times. Not to mention Lin Jingxing, who had already been overwhelmed, his cheeks were bulging high, and he seemed to endure the vomit very hard. Su He clings to the wall of the car and clutches his stomach with difficulty.
The assassins in black were chasing after them, and a few of them had chased to the rear of the car and climbed to the top of the carriage. Mo Chunfeng saw that two cold plum darts had hit the opponent's forehead. The assassin immediately fell back and was chased after him. The accomplices who came up trampled.
The carriage galloped down the mountain road, and the screams of the Lin family were echoed in the valley.
"Young Master Sheng, it's not good! Jing Xing is going to vomit!"
"Young Master Sheng, it's not good! Miss Su He is sweating with a stomachache!"
"Master Sheng, my husband is going to faint!"
They were chattering and noisy, and Sheng Jiayanrao's calm expression couldn't hold back now, showing a bit of gloom. Xu Shi couldn't bear it any longer, so he said to the outside: "Chunfeng Dingchen took them down the mountain first."
Then he took the sword and lifted the curtain and got off the carriage. Mo Chunfeng was about to tighten the reins in a hurry, but Sheng Jiayan's voice came from far behind: "Don't stop, this is an order."
Mo Chunfeng and Xiang Dingchen looked at each other and drove the carriage faster.
While the two of them weren't paying attention, Meng Eqi jumped off the fast-moving carriage while holding her knife. She fell to the ground and rolled around three times, her eyes shining with gold stars.
She hurriedly got up from the ground and looked at Sheng Jiayan's distant back and independent of the ground. Behind him was the night sky spreading forward a little bit, gradually swallowing the afterglow of the setting sun.
Meng Eqi hurriedly limped towards Sheng Jiayan.
"Why are you following?" Sheng Jiayan looked at Meng Eqi from head to toe with two lines of cold light in his eyes, and reached out his hand to wipe the dust off Meng Eqi's face quite leisurely.
Meng Eqi swung down an incoming feather arrow with his knife, approached him and said in a low voice, "You are a regent after all, and when you can't die, you don't even have a guard by your side? When others find out, you will be so desolate. of."
"You mean you came to be buried with you?" Sheng Jiayan looked at Meng Qiqi and killed the two assassins that came flying.
Meng Eqi took a sip: "I'm just a metaphor, who are we sure to die?"
"Who are we not?" Sheng Jiayan stopped, looking at the assassins who kept coming.
Meng Qiqi didn't believe it. Rao was a huge number of assassins, and she was very reassured about Sheng Jiayan.
He thought of taking the opportunity to say something nice to please his superior: "With you here, we won't."
The assassin closest to them quietly turned and left, reporting the situation to the leader standing at the back: "Only a man and a woman are blocking the road, and Lin Gaoshan must be on the carriage that has already run away!"
"Who are that man and woman?"
"My subordinates don't know, they only know that their martial arts are good. They also talk about love in public, and they don't seem to care about us."
"Damn! How could this happen!?" The leader was surprised. They had a lot of people this time, so the other party wasn't afraid? He said: "This is simply a humiliation to us. This time, we must take the heads of the two of them. Even if we can't kill Lin Gaoshan, we still have something to go back and deal with!"
"Yes!"
Sheng Jiayan protected Meng Qiqi and fought and retreated. Meng Qiqi's moves were a bit clumsy and slow, but it was a great improvement to be able to pick up Sheng Jiayan's moves when he was resting.
"My lord, are you going to impress me now?" Meng Qiqi leaned closer to him and laughed loudly.
"Well—" Sheng Jiayan responded from the tip of his nose. Then with a soft sound, Meng Qiqi found that he had put a slender chain on his wrist, and the other end was tied to Sheng Jiayan's belt.
"?" Does Sheng Jiayan carry such a thing with him!
"My lord? What are you doing!"
Sheng Jiayan looked at the assassins who had stepped back to rearrange the formation: "When there are more people, I am afraid that you will fall off the cliff or become separated from me."
So this is the reason for his righteous words to bind himself! Meng Qiqi suffered from angina.
Sheng Jiayan saw that Meng Qiqi looked at him with a pitiful look in his eyes, he couldn't hold back for a while, he raised his hand to put her hair in her hair, and patted her soothingly: "If I have something to do, I will untie the belt, you Just run away."
"..." Meng Eqi was speechless.
The chain is hung on his wrist, that is, Sheng Jiayan will not abandon her no matter what happens to him. But if something happened to Sheng Jiayan, he would have to run first...
How can there be such a reason.
She, Meng Qiqi, can't do anything else, but she is very protective of the Lord, even if she is dog-legged, it is absolutely impossible for her to leave Sheng Jiayan and run first.
"I don't want to leave first, I want to die together! Otherwise, when I go to the underworld in the future, King Yama will convict me of infidelity!" Meng Qiqi reached out and grabbed Sheng Jiayan's sleeve, stubbornly said.
It is rare for Sheng Jiayan to chuckle at this time: "He won't."
The leader of the assassin on the other side saw two people pulling and pulling not far away, as if he didn't pay attention to them at all, and the leader's eyes were full of anger: "What is the origin of these two people, how dare you stand up here! It seems that they want to Teach them a lesson."
The leader ordered the assassins to attack in unison, and another row of crossbowmen was ready to go, only to find the right time to shoot the two not far away into a sieve.
Sheng Jiayan was extremely fast, and his swordsmanship was rustling, and the assassin in front of him took a few steps back with a bang. Meng Eqi hid behind him to pick up leaks, poking people at their key points when they were not prepared, and doing it in a very wretched manner.
Meng Eqi had dodged back and forth from the assassin's sword several times. Once, he accidentally fell to the ground. The assassin slashed down with his sword, and Meng Eqi rolled back and forth on the ground to avoid it. The assassin stabbed back and forth in a hurry, as if he had to put Meng Eqi on the sword. Several times the chilling sword could reflect Meng Qiqi's dark nostrils, but she was still rolled around to avoid it.
With the last sword, Meng Qiqi was so tired that he couldn't roll, and he was about to be stabbed in the forehead by a sword. The assassin was suddenly picked up by Sheng Jiayan, who came out, and fell down the cliff on the right.
The leader saw that they didn't suffer any loss, and his subordinates were still damaged a lot, and they lost their patience.
Seeing the rain of arrows coming, Sheng Jiayan simply took Meng Qiqi into his arms and undid his belt.
His movements were very unrestrained, and Meng Eqi already knew his choice.
She watched helplessly at the rain of arrows flying in the air, struggling to move, but Sheng Jiayan pressed her tightly and hid in his arms.
"Sheng Jiayan!" Meng Qiqi shouted anxiously, "Let me go!"
Sheng Jiayan's usual pair of cold eyebrows gradually showed a little warmth at this time.
"Amen—" He stopped, and lightly placed a kiss on Meng Qiqi's forehead.
This kiss seemed to hide a thousand words that he didn't say. Meng Qiqi stared at the arrow rain that was close at hand, and her eyes widened in panic.
…
In the underworld, the mirror of the secular world suddenly darkened.
The underworld officials surrounding them patted their thighs one after another.
Riyoushen shouted: "What happened! The most important moment is gone?"
Bai Wuchang checked the Secular Mirror, and finally touched his chin, pretending to be deep: "I am afraid that Secular Mirror felt excited and shocked when His Majesty was coming back."
Hei Wuchang, who has always been indifferent, nodded after seeing it: "I'm afraid that's the case."
The boy of good and evil stood up abruptly, and the melon seeds in front of him were shaken to the ground: "But your Majesty's body is dead, isn't Sister Meng still going to live alone!"
Duke Chenghuang sat on his knees and made tea: "I'm afraid that with Sister Meng's personality, she might commit suicide?"
"Ah!?" All the underworld officials screamed.
People who commit suicide will suffer from the burning of karma. Sister Meng, don't forget about it!
General Blood River grabbed his hair anxiously: "That won't work! And how could His Majesty die? Isn't he the hero!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone stared at him.
General Xuehe, whose scalp was numb, took a step back and said, "What's the matter? I think the protagonists in the book are all hard to die. It makes no sense that our Majesty and Sister Meng are different from the good ones in the script. !"
Meng Jiang said weakly: "But isn't the author Yue Lao and Si Ming..."
"Wrong" Sha Shen waved his fingers and added: "There are also a group of immortals who hate Sister Meng..."
After hearing this, all the underworld officials fell into silence, and then they all happily laughed and played drums and drums: "Walk around, don't look at it, go back to wash up, and prepare to take His Majesty and Sister Meng home!"
As soon as they walked to the door, Yeyoushen, who was sitting behind him, seemed to be waking up from a big dream, and his black face suddenly turned red: "I didn't expect Your Majesty to like to play with binding, hehehe..."
Riyoushen turned around and slapped him on the head: "Hey, you bastard, it's over, let's go. Sweep the melon seed shells we ate last time, lest Sister Meng come back and beat us back to our original shape. "
"Ah!?" Yeyoushen then looked at the secular mirror that had a black screen: "Why isn't the secular mirror broadcast! I haven't watched the finale yet! Hey, wait for me..."