Young Lord Mu sat at the bottom of Zhuge Yue. Tonight he was wearing a rose red brocade gown. Few men could dress this color as well as him. This color matched his appearance and made him look more feminine. stand up. He said with a smile: "It's rare to see the fourth young master bringing his wife to such an occasion. It seems that this girl is very much loved by the fourth young master."
Someone at the side echoed with a smile: "To be favored by the fourth young master Zhuge, it must be the best in the world."
Zhao Yang sat on the side, with a faint smile on his lips, "Since she is a stunning beauty in the world, wouldn't it be a waste of money to wear such a heavy veil? Zhuge, why don't you let her take off the veil, and let me open my eyes later? "
Since Zhao Yang led the army to fight Chu Qiao in the Southwest, his net worth has skyrocketed, and he is no longer the powerless and down-and-out prince he used to be. As soon as he spoke, the others booed one after another, calling for Chu Qiao to take off her veil.
Zhuge Yue said flatly: "She looks very ugly, I'm afraid it will scare you if you take it off."
Mu Yun and the others all said in disbelief, Zhuge Yue just laughed lightly when he heard the words, but didn't say a word. With him like this, others naturally understand that he is unwilling, so they stop persecuting him.
It was late at night, and Zhao Zhongyan and the others were already drunk, so the city guard arranged for someone to help them back to their rooms one after another. As soon as Chu Qiao got up, she suddenly heard Cheng Shou's sister exclaim, and fell towards her. She is so skilled, with a clever push with both hands, she straightened her body. The woman's face was flushed, she patted her chest and said in fear, "Thank you very much."
Chu Qiao shook her head, lowered her gaze, and saw that the corner of the woman's skirt was stepping on Zhao Yang's feet. Seeing her look, he remained calm, just moved his feet, nodded politely to her, turned around and left the hall first.
Chu Qiao's eyebrows twitched lightly, but Zhuge Yue suddenly turned around and said, "Still leaving?"
Chu Qiao lowered her head and hurriedly followed. The wind at night was a little cooler, and the horses made a rattling sound as they walked on the road. Zhuge's family has property in Amber County, so they don't need to live in the residence arranged by the city guard. Chu Qiao pushed the window of the car open, and looked at the dark long street quietly, when Zhuge Yue, who was closing his eyes and resting his mind, suddenly said, "Leave?"
Chu Qiao said in a deep voice: "If you stop me, I will die with you."
Zhuge Yue didn't even open his eyes, "If you want to leave, hurry up and close the window, don't disturb my sleep here."
Chu Qiao was taken aback, opened the car door and jumped out, but Yue Qi and the others seemed to ignore her, and let her leave in a grandiose manner. It wasn't until she walked two streets that Chu Qiao couldn't believe that she left that evil star in such a swaggering manner, that he really let her go
wrong! Chu Qiao frowned. She threatened him in every possible way before, but she couldn't escape with him several times. Why was she so straightforward this time? But it was too late to think about it at this time, she quickly identified the direction and ran towards the city gate. However, before it was half a cup of tea, killing sounds could be heard from behind, sweeping in like a tide.
Chu Qiao paused, then stopped.
The enemy came so suddenly that they surrounded the long street almost instantly. Yue Qi led people to protect Zhuge Yue's car and shouted loudly: "Who are you? Do you know whose car this is? "
Those people didn't answer either, and one of them said in a deep voice, "Hand me over."
Zhuge Yue pushed open the car door and said flatly: "Do it."
With a sharp cry, these people actually carried a lot of small crossbows, and the arrows rained like a forest, shooting towards them densely. When Yue Qi and the others rushed in front of the enemy, everyone was wounded, and the sound of killing instantly shattered the tranquility of the entire street. Someone kicked the carriage away, but before he had time to take a closer look, the snow-white sword light was like a frightened dragon, cutting off half of the man's head with just one sword strike, and the rest of the assassins rushed forward in shock. With a sudden bang, the roof of the car shattered, and Zhuge Yue leaped into the air, his sword glowing like an umbrella, impervious to splashing water. Zhuge Yue's long clothes were windy, and he fell down in a flash, his face was white, his lips were red, and there were two drops of blood between his brows, making him look even more alluring.
"Fourth Young Master Zhuge, we don't mean to offend, as long as you hand over that man, we will leave immediately."
As if Zhuge Yue couldn't hear it, a sword pierced the palm of a man, and the man folded his hands and screamed, his voice was shrill.
The leader's eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "If that's the case, I'm offended."
Several torches were suddenly lit on the street, and dozens of black-clothed assassins were densely packed on the roofs of restaurants and shops on both sides, each with their crossbows in their hands, aiming at Zhuge Yue and the others from a distance, the arrows were cold and flickering. The sharp cold light seemed to shoot out just waiting for the man's gesture. Yue Qi and the others were horrified, knowing that this was not an ordinary crossbow. With its power and such a condescending location, their situation would immediately become even more unfavorable.
However, at this moment, there were a few sharp crackling sounds, and the assassins holding torches fell to the ground one after another, and the street was suddenly plunged into darkness. Almost at the same time, Zhuge Yue leaped forward and finished the leader with a sword, but there was no trace of joy on his face, and he shouted loudly: "Who told you to come back?"
Chu Qiao's whole body was as soft as ants crawling over. When she touched the roof, she fought an assassin. Because she didn't dare to disturb the people below, she couldn't use the killing move in time, and was stabbed by the man. She didn't expect the knife to be poisonous, and the speed of the poison's onset was beyond her expectation. Almost in one breath, all the movements are already petrified, even if you move your fingers, you can't do it. For the first time, her eyes were filled with panic. She could clearly see every movement of the enemy's knife, but she couldn't dodge it. With big eyes, he watched the sharp weapon add to his body, but he couldn't even move.
With a sound of swish, a long sword flew towards him suddenly, piercing the assassin's heart with one stroke. Zhuge Yue reached out to catch her fallen body, and said in a deep voice, "Are you poisoned?"
Chu Qiao's throat felt fishy, and a mouthful of blood spit out immediately.
Zhuge Yue frowned, and said decisively: "Yue Qi! Lead someone to break the queen!"
Yue Qijian was like a wandering dragon, and led the guards to fight among the assassins. Hearing this, he replied loudly: "Yes! Young Master, go first!"
Zhuge Yue picked up Chu Qiao, turned over and jumped onto a war horse, shouted sharply, the horse raised its hooves and galloped away, and rushed out in an instant.
"Don't let him run away, chase after him!" The men in black rushed forward like a tide.
Zhuge Yue controlled the horse with his legs, hugged Chu Qiao with one hand, and swung his sword at the enemy with the other. Several thunderbolts sounded, and the heavy rain poured down instantly, making it almost impossible to see the figure clearly. Shooting arrows in the dark, without aim, the assassins on the roof jumped down one after another. Seeing more and more enemies in front of him, Zhuge Yue put Chu Qiao on the horse, put his toes on the horse's back, jumped off the horse, charged forward with the sword, the speed was astonishingly fast, and in an instant, he slashed a bloody path Come. Chu Qiao's horse followed that road and disappeared after a few strokes.
"Hurry up! She ran... ah!" Someone yelled loudly, and before he finished shouting, he was killed by Zhuge Yue's sword. The heavy rain was pouring down, and the fighting continued. Zhuge Yue kicked over the temple door and saw a few beggars in ragged clothes sitting in the corner, so he rushed to grab one of them, and asked in a deep voice, "Have you seen a woman in a green dress come in?"
He was dressed in a mess at the moment, covered in blood, the man was frightened by him, he couldn't speak, he just kept shaking his head. He turned his head to look at the others, only to find that they all fled in panic. Lightning flashed and thundered outside the temple, heavy rain poured down, and the cold wind swirled intermittently on the ground, rolling up the dead grass in the corner, and the dry grass flew low, like paper money on the 15th day of July.
Zhuge Yue frowned, his temples twitched. He fought hard all the way to this point, he was almost out of strength, dizzy, his eyes were black, he was almost unable to stand, his ears were roaring, as if he was still running in the pouring rain, and there were sounds of rushing all around. He flipped over the thatch in the corner with his sword, and looked for Chu Qiao's figure, but he found nothing.
At this moment, another group of assassins broke through the siege of Yue Qi and the others and chased them up. Zhuge Yue went up with his sword, fighting with the enemy as swiftly as a gust of wind. He drew his sword very quickly, and saw streaks of white light piercing through the rain and mist, stirring up a bright red blood flower in mid-air. Zhuge Yue jumped up, stepped on the assassin's shoulder, turned over and jumped onto the roof, and headed east after a few ups and downs.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, making it almost impossible to open your eyes, and the wide post road was full of mud. Zhuge Yue raised his sword and ran wildly, his original color could no longer be discerned from his fine clothes, his complexion was pale, his lips turned blue, except for two drops of blood between his eyebrows, like two spots of cinnabar dripping on the snow.
He had been running wildly for nearly an hour, but there was still no sign of Chu Qiao. An ominous thought gradually emerged in his heart. He fell into the muddy water with a bang, splashing a large amount of sewage. He rushed to the teahouse in a few steps and kicked open the closed door. The inside was pitch black and full of cobwebs, apparently abandoned for a long time. The strong wind rolled in along the door that he kicked down, kicking up dust half a finger thick all over the floor.
"Are you here?" Zhuge Yue shouted loudly. But apart from the rumbling thunder, there was only the monotonous sound of wind and rain echoing. He ran into the back compartment, but there was still no one there, so he went out and continued eastward. At this moment, he heard a horse neighing. He turned his head and saw a maroon horse standing in the rice field behind the teahouse. , the horse's neck was stained with blood.
His eyes lit up, and he rushed in a few steps. The rain was so heavy that it submerged all the nearby rice fields. The water in the fields was more than three feet deep, barely reaching his legs. He ran towards the horse with great effort, wading through mud and rice, exerting all his strength at every step. The heavy rain poured down on his face, while he kept wiping the rain from his eyes, he searched hard for Chu Qiao's shadow in the field.
No, no, nowhere.
Just when he was about to get close to the horse, he tripped over something soft under his feet and almost fell into the muddy water. He was slightly taken aback, then leaned over and dived into the water, groping under his body with his hands, and after a while, he fished out the person he touched, and this person was Chu Qiao. At this moment, Chu Qiao's eyes were closed tightly, her complexion was purple, her mouth and nose were covered in mud, her hands and feet were cold, as if she was dead.
Holding her in his arms, Zhuge Yue staggered out of the rice field and put her on the muddy post road. He quickly wiped the mud from her mouth and nose, and then beat her abdomen and chest hard.
"Wake up!" He gritted his teeth and said viciously, and pressed his fists on her swollen lower abdomen, "Don't die, wake up!"
Chu Qiao's face was blue and purple, her whole body was icy cold, and her body trembled with his heavy blows.
Zhuge Yue frowned, pinched her mouth and nose with his hands, breathed her air over and over again, but still didn't see the slightest bit of anger from her. His heart was beating violently, just like this gloomy weather, chaotic and gloomy, with no light in sight. A trace of inexplicable anger rose up jump by jump. He looked at the woman in front of him who had opposed him again and again, and shouted loudly: "Don't die! Do you hear me? I'm telling you to wake up!"