The night was deep, and Qinglianju was quiet.
Qiao Wei sat with her back against the head of the bed, Wang Shu was lying in her arms, a small hand wrapped around her long hair, it was getting late, this little slob would have had so many sweet dreams in the past, But today, she seemed to be unable to sleep.
"Go to sleep." Qiao Wei said, stroking her back.
Wang Shu asked aggrievedly, "When will brother come back?"
Qiao Wei hugged her daughter tightly, and gently rubbed her forehead with her chin: "Hurry up, Daddy has already gone to find him, and he will be back soon."
"Where's Brother Liu?" Wang Shu blinked his eyes and asked.
Qiao Wei smiled slightly: "They will come back too, you sleep first, and when you wake up, they will all be back."
"Where's Daddy?" The child can't stop asking questions, and he never tires of one thing.
Qiao Wei said patiently: "Daddy will come back with them."
Wang Shu let out a sigh, and buried her face even tighter in Qiao Wei's arms.
Qiao Wei knew that her daughter always looked extremely strong, but she also had her own sensitivity and fragility in her heart. She would worry about her brother and miss him. Qiao Wei patted her little shoulder and slowly lifted her Lulled to sleep.
Afterwards, Qiao Wei looked at the boundless night, thinking about how Ji Mingxiu was going, did she find Jing Yun and the others
…
The moonlight crawled out from the thick clouds, and the silvery white light sprinkled in the forest. Jing Yun rubbed his eyes and saw the man walking towards him clearly. His eyes lit up: "Daddy!"
The guards around Jing Yun turned their heads in unison, and looked at the man approaching them with a sword in their hands. The man was dressed in white, wearing a half-face mask, and his deep eyes seemed to be bottomless. Just looking at the cold pool, everyone shuddered a little. As his steps got closer and closer, the powerful aura and coercion almost covered half of the forest. He broke out in a cold sweat, and his palms were also sweaty, and the handle of the sword seemed a little slippery.
The guards couldn't help swallowing their saliva.
The archery guard had already fallen, and the other leading guard bit the bullet and said: "Don't come here! Come again, I'll kill him!"
He said, turned sideways, and rested the long sword on Jing Yun's neck.
The icy chill came from the blade of the sword slowly, sticking to the skin, which made people tremble suddenly.
But under his father's heavy gaze, Jing Yun held back.
Ji Mingxiu continued to walk forward.
Everyone's body trembled.
The leading guard asked in panic: "I'm serious! One more step, and I'll kill him!"
"Do you dare?" Ji Mingxiu asked lightly.
Leading guard: "I..."
Ji Mingxiu pointed his God-breaking crossbow at him: "If you don't take your sword away, I will kill you."
The guard looked at the cold arrow, his throat tightened for a while, he shook the sword in his hand, and said fiercely: "Your son is in my hands, do you dare?!"
call out!
Ji Mingxiu pulled the trigger, and the arrow, which shot more than three times faster than ordinary bows and arrows, pierced the guard's heart in an instant. The guard took two steps back inconceivably, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and then knelt down with his legs without support. After a while, the whole person fell to the ground.
When shooting people, shoot horses first, and when capturing thieves, first capture the king. The leaders all fell down, and the rest of the army naturally lost their morale. Ji Mingxiu approached step by step, and everyone tightened up step by step. From the initial three-meter-diameter circle, Slowly shrinking almost back to back.
Ji Mingxiu said calmly, "Hand over my son obediently, otherwise, I will kill one every step I take."
He said so, and of course he did.
He could kill them, but they didn't dare to kill Jing Yun. After all, Jing Yun was an important hostage, and he was very useful. Whoever killed him, Cangjiu would kill him.
After Ji Mingxiu killed three guards in a row, the remaining people finally couldn't bear it any longer, raised their swords and came to fight Ji Mingxiu.
Yan Feijue and the killers of the Shaxue League swarmed up and fought fiercely with Ye Luo's guards.
A cunning guard took advantage of the chaos to pick up Jing Yun, and ran into the depths of the night. Unexpectedly, he didn't take two steps, and was stopped by Ji Mingxiu who walked to the front at some time.
Ji Mingxiu looked at him coldly, his face turned pale, and after a brief confrontation, his arms gradually lost strength, and he gently placed Jing Yun on the ground, just as Jing Yun was about to start running towards his father, Ji Mingxiu was one step ahead of him, grabbed him and turned around.
Three darts flew over in unison, one shot the guard, and the guard fell to the ground on the spot, and the other two passed through the place where Jing Yun and Ji Mingxiu had stood, and were firmly nailed to the tree .
"My lord is a good method."
Accompanied by an extremely old voice, a man in a gray cloak slowly walked over.
"Cangjiu." Jing Yun said to his father.
Ji Mingxiu hugged his son and looked at Cangjiu with cold eyes.
Just listening to his voice, one would think he was a dying old man, but looking at his face, he was clearly in his late forties. He was not so handsome, but he was by no means old. There was a faint beauty cleft on his chin.
Over there, Yan Feijue and the others had already dealt with the guards who held Jing Yun hostage, but a new wave of guards appeared out of nowhere, and the martial arts of this wave of guards were much stronger than the previous ones. It is very difficult for people to cope.
With a single finger movement, Ji Mingxiu loaded the God-breaking Crossbow.
Cangjiu sneered: "Your crossbow is useless to me, I advise you to save it."
"Who said my crossbow is going to attack you?" Ji Mingxiu handed the loaded crossbow to Jing Yun, "Do you know how to use it?"
Jing Yun nodded, his second uncle taught him how to use the crossbow.
Ji Mingxiu put Jing Yun down on the ground, let Jing Yun stand behind him, and looked at Cangjiu with a majestic expression.
Cangjiu walked around Ji Mingxiu, pacing slowly, and smiled softly as she walked, "I know you have a lot of internal energy in your body, but every time you use it, you will suffer extremely painful backlash, and the medicine will kill you." It is even more difficult to suppress your palm poison, guess how many palms I can take from you? Can I catch your backlash until I die?"
Ji Mingxiu said without changing his expression, "Just come and try."
Cangjiu said lightly, "Then I won't be polite."
Ji Mingxiu said to Jing Yun: "Stay farther away, if anyone approaches you, don't show mercy."
Jing Yun nodded, holding the God-breaking crossbow, and obediently stood a foot away.
Cangjiu activated her internal energy, and the cold wind suddenly blew up, the leaves were rustled, the birds started up, flapped their wings and flew away from the treetops.
Ji Mingxiu was not startled by the wind and thunder, his eyes were calm and his expression was cold.
Cangjiu's body flashed suddenly, showing his palm, and slapped Ji Mingxiu mercilessly, but his palm did not meet Ji Mingxiu, but was opened by a figure descending from the sky. up!
Master Huo landed steadily in front of Ji Mingxiu, looking at Cangjiu expressionlessly.
Half of Cangjiu's arm went numb, looked at Master Huo, something flashed in his eyes, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "A master of the Yin clan? Heh, that's all."
Ordinary people would have vomited blood and died after receiving Master Huo's palm, but Cangjiu's arm just went numb, which shows that his internal strength is not inferior to Master Huo's.
Cangjiu and Master Huo started fighting, Cangjiu's moves were fierce, and Master Huo didn't show mercy. In the first 30 rounds, no one could do anything to anyone, but from the 40th round onwards, Master Huo began to gain the upper hand Now, if Cangjiu risked his life to fight, maybe there was no possibility of winning, but at this time, Shi Qi arrived.
It is difficult to deal with one, let alone two, the addition of Shi Qi almost turned the situation here into a one-sided overwhelming.
Cangjiu glanced coldly: "Let's let you go today! But Ji Mingxiu, please remember, Ye Luo is not so easy to offend!"
Ji Mingxiu didn't even raise his eyelids: "Go back and tell your master that the prime minister's mansion is not so easy to mess with. His price is yet to come."
"Hmph!" Cangjiu snorted coldly, performed lightness kung fu and left the spot.
He left, and the group of troublesome Ye Luo guards also retreated one after another.
Yan Feijue rushed over panting, looked Ji Mingxiu up and down and said, "Are you all right?"
Ji Mingxiu said, "I'm fine."
"Where's Jing Yun?" Yan Fei asked.
Jing Yun ran over with short legs, huffing and puffing, and greeted politely: "Daddy, Grand Master, Grandpa Yan, Brother Seventeen."
Yan Fei hurriedly took his crossbow: "I'll do it, I'll do it, this thing is old and heavy."
Ji Mingxiu patted Jing Yun's shoulder: "Let's go out with Tai Shigong and the others first, and Daddy will come later."
Jing Yun blinked, although he didn't quite understand why his father asked him to leave first, but he obediently followed suit, but he thought of something, ran to the golden eagle and said, "Daddy, can I take it back? It saved me."
"Of course." Ji Mingxiu readily agreed.
Yan Feijue gave the bow and crossbow to Shiqi, and bent over to hug the seriously injured golden eagle.
Jing Yun took Huo Shigong's hand and left the place together with Huo Shigong and others.
Ji Mingxiu turned to look at the silent woods, and said with deep eyes, "Come out."
Xun Lan slowly let go of the hand that trapped her son, and walked out from behind the big tree together with Brother Liu.
The moonlight was very white, but her complexion was paler than the moonlight.
Brother Liu ran towards Ji Mingxiu.
Ji Mingxiu hugged his small shoulders and looked at Xun Lan indifferently. He didn't say anything, but everything was said in his eyes.
Xun Lan's heart flustered: "Meditation..."
Ji Mingxiu didn't even bother to pay attention to her, and led brother Liu to the direction of the carriage.
Xun Lan made up her mind and stopped the two of them: "Don't take Brother Liu away!"
Ji Mingxiu paused, turned his face sideways and said, "He is a child of the Ji family."
Xun Lan almost collapsed: "He is also my child! You have taken everything away, why don't you even let go of my son? He was born in October! He is mine!"
Ji Mingxiu ignored her.
Xun Lan said sadly: "If it's Mrs. Qiao... would you take away her child too? If she doesn't agree, will you force it too?"
Ji Mingxiu said: "Of course not, no one can take her child away."
Xun Lan's eyes turned red and said, "Then why do you want to take mine away?"
Ji Mingxiu asked back, "What do you think?"
One suffers for the child, and the other makes the child suffer. In this world, not every woman who has given birth is worthy of being called a mother.
Since she hid behind the tree and gave up on Jingyun for the third time, Brother Liu's faith in his mother completely collapsed.
Ji Mingxiu hugged Brother Liu, and Brother Liu buried his little head in his brother's arms, weeping, Ji Mingxiu hugged him tightly, disappeared into the night, and also disappeared into Xun Lan in sight.
Xun Lan collapsed on the ground, covered her face, and cried in despair.
…
When Fu Xueyan arrived here, the battle was over and everyone left, leaving only Xun Lan sitting miserably on the cold ground, crying in despair. Although Xun Lan had nothing, a mother could feel it. Feeling the sorrowful pain of "bereavement", Fu Xueyan rubbed her stomach subconsciously. If one day, she had to leave it, would she feel as uncomfortable as Xun Lan
Fu Xueyan rushed here after hearing the scream of the golden eagle, but when he arrived, there was only a pile of bird feathers left on the ground.
The leader comforted: "It should be rescued by my elder brother and the others, let's go back."
Fu Xueyan nodded, turned around and left, everyone walked a long way, and turned to look at Xun Lan.
She touched her stomach, and a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes.
…
It was almost dawn when Ji Mingxiu brought his son and younger brother back home. The two children fell asleep in the carriage and did not wake up after being carried into the house.
Qiao Wei saw at a glance that there was something wrong with the trousers of the two, and asked involuntarily, "Where are Brother Liu's trousers? Why are you wearing Jingyun?"
"Wet pee." Ji Mingxiu said.
It is reasonable for such a young child to pee his pants when he is kidnapped by a group of bad guys.
Qiao Wei poured hot water, wiped the bodies of the two of them, and checked whether there was any injury by the way. Except for Jing Yun's knee and palm scratched a little, everything else was fine.
Qiao Wei put the two of them on the bed between herself and Ji Mingxiu, and Wang Shu was also there. Although the three little ones were fast asleep, they hugged each other tightly as if they felt each other's breath. Qiao Wei looked at it, her heart softened.
On the carriage back home, Jing Yun explained what happened in detail. Qiao Wei didn't expect Xun Lan to be there. It seems that she probably came up with this bad idea of arresting the child, but she probably never expected it in her dreams. Brother Liu After a while, he was caught by mistake. Does this count as shooting himself in the foot
Now not only has Yeluo offended, but her son has also been completely disappointed in her. She will spend every day in remorse and suffering.
Qiao Wei asked puzzledly: "Why did the Yeluo people arrest Jing Yun? Did they want to exchange Mu Qiuyang?"
Ji Mingxiu pondered for a moment: "Probably so."
Qiao Wei touched Ji Mingxiu's chin: "You haven't slept all night, you've grown a beard."
Ji Mingxiu asked, "Didn't you also stay up all night?"
Qiao Wei said: "But I don't have a beard."
Ji Mingxiu couldn't help laughing, put his arms around her soft waist, tried not to look at the haggardness in her eyes, and kissed her cold forehead: "I will take more precautions, and I won't scare you anymore."
Qiao Wei gently leaned into his warm arms, breathing in his unique fragrance and masculine breath, her heart was filled with great stability: "I have done so much, not because I am worried about your son's suffering, but because I am afraid Am I frightened?"
Rubbing her chin against her temples, Ji Mingxiu said softly, "I'm also worried about his suffering, and even more worried about your sadness."
Qiao Wei's eye sockets were slightly moist, and her heart was so sweet that it hurt.
"One more thing." Ji Mingxiu said suddenly.
Qiao Wei blinked her eyes: "What's the matter?"
Ji Mingxiu took Qiao Wei's hand and went to the backyard. There was a dying golden eagle lying on the lawn in the backyard. Yan Feijue squatted beside it, touching its neck while sighing helplessly: "Save it!" I can't... I can't help..."
Ji Mingxiu looked at the golden eagle and said, "It was shot by the Yeluo people when it was saving Jingyun."
"Isn't this a golden eagle of the Yin clan? Why did it fly to the Central Plains?" There are no such big golden eagles in the Central Plains. Ordinary golden eagles are less than one meter long, and their wings can spread up to two meters. The size of this golden eagle is obvious. It was more majestic, and more importantly, why did it save Jing Yun
Confused in her heart, Qiao Wei stepped forward to check the wound of the golden eagle. It was hit by an arrow in its abdomen, and the body of the arrow had been cut off by Yan Feijue. Fearing that it would bleed profusely, Yan Fei never dared to pull out the arrow; The wound was on the right leg, and there was an obvious abrasion. It should have been shot by an arrow. There was poison on the arrow, and the right foot and stomach were all black.
In addition, its left wing was also broken heavily during the fall.
It fell while holding Jing Yun. If it hadn't held Jing Yun, it would have been Jing Yun who broke the bone in the end.
"Where's Xiaobai?" Qiao Wei asked.
Xiaobai ran over quickly, and as soon as he saw the big guy who swallowed it in one gulp, the mink exploded and threw himself into Qiao Wei's arms.
Qiao Wei wants to put some of its blood.
It dies or dies.
"Do you want to rub your chest?"
Don't do it, Sister Fu's breasts can be rubbed every day!
Qiao Wei said: "Can you do something about the bird?"
… Dry!
Xiaobai stretched out his paw obediently.
Qiao Wei put a few drops of blood, fed the golden eagle to drink, then opened the medicine box, took out tools, and dug out the arrowhead from the golden eagle's abdomen.
When Fu Xueyan walked into Qinglianju, Qiao Wei had already treated the two wounds of the golden eagle and was wrapping bandages on it. After wrapping these two wounds, she could start wrapping the wings.
Qiao Wei plunged into her own world and didn't notice that Fu Xueyan was coming. Fu Xueyan didn't make a sound to disturb her, but just watched her heal her golden eagle quietly.
Qiao Wei took out a box from the interlayer of the medicine box. After opening it, there was a milky white fruit about the size of a fist, exuding a tempting aroma.
Qiao Wei patted the golden eagle's head, crushed the fruit and fed it into its mouth: "I have eaten the two fruits I brought, and there is only the last one left. You have to get better, don't waste my fruit." Fruit, do you know?"