Qiao Wei was woken up by a woman's cry. She opened her eyes and touched the side of the bed subconsciously. Jing Yun and Wang Shu were both there, but the meditation side was already cold.
Knowing that he was going to comprehend Jiuyang Palm again, Qiao Wei secretly relieved herself, put on her robe and left the room.
In the middle of the night, some ignorant woman kept crying outside Fangcui Garden, making people unable to sleep peacefully.
Many of Fangcuiyuan's servants were also awakened, some ran out to watch the fun, some stayed in the yard, those who stayed in the yard saw Qiao Wei first, and hurriedly saluted.
Because of the language barrier, Qiao Wei had no choice but to nod her head, and when she walked to the door, she saw Bing'er and a few maids from Fang Cui Garden blocking a person, and the cry came from that person's mouth.
Coincidentally, Qiao Wei knew this person.
"Little Dolma." Bing'er found Qiao Wei, turned around and saluted, "I'm really sorry for waking up little Dolma."
Qiao Wei glanced at the man indifferently, and asked Bing'er, "What happened?"
"She..." Bing'er hesitated to speak.
The man simply pushed away the maid standing in front of him, ran to Qiao Wei, and knelt down with a plop: "Little Dolma! Please save my lady!"
Qiao Wei looked at Xiuqin indifferently, but didn't rush to speak.
Bing'er tactfully led the maids into the house, and it seemed that she was the only one left in the huge garden.
Xiuqin took two steps on her knees, knelt at Qiao Wei's feet, grabbed Qiao Wei's skirt, and said with tears in her eyes: "Little Dolma! Now only you can save my lady... I beg you... you Hurry up and save her!"
Qiao Wei pulled out the skirt lightly: "Hey, you are afraid that you haven't woken up in the middle of the night and are still sleepwalking, right? Your lady is the queen's confidant. What danger can she have? She needs me to help her!" to save a weak woman with strength?"
Xiuqin knew that she was talking, but she got angry in a hurry and spoke incoherently. She couldn't argue with her at all, and begged: "Little Dolma, what I said is true! Something really happened to my lady! She entered the The queen's study, took the queen's things, was discovered by the queen... the queen was very angry... "
Qiao Wei smiled sarcastically: "She took my blood moon bow, am I still very angry?"
Xiuqin said anxiously: "But didn't you take it back? She never really thought about taking the Blood Moon Bow away! She just..."
Qiao Wei interrupted her: "Just to lure all of us away so that the Queen can attack and abduct my two children."
Xiuqin shook her head with tears in her eyes: "It's not like this little Dolma...Miss, she..."
"She's fine no matter what." Qiao Wei said, "You can forget how she betrayed the Ji family back then, but I can't. As long as I close my eyes now, I can think of her love for the Ji family, Jing Yun, and hope." What Shu did! Even if something happened to her now, it would be the result of her seeking skin from a tiger! What has it to do with me? What has it to do with the Ji family? Why should I save her?!"
Xiuqin choked completely.
She wanted to say something more, but found that she couldn't say a word.
She felt that the young lady was wronged, but in the eyes of little Dolma, the young lady was completely to blame. How could she explain it, and little Dolma would believe it...
Qiao Wei took a deep breath, and looked down at her: "I didn't kill you today, it's all because of old love, you go!"
"Little Dolma! Little Dolma!" Xiuqin hugged Qiao Wei's leg.
Qiao Wei was about to pull her leg out, but there was a loud noise in Fangcui Garden, boom! It was as if something had knocked on her door!
The child is still in the room!
Qiao Wei pushed Xiuqin away and walked down the corridor.
The door was knocked open, and under the flickering candlelight, a huge shadow lay dying on the threshold.
At first, Qiao Wei thought it was an assassin, so she quickly pulled out her dagger, but when she got closer, she realized that the golden eagle lying on the ground was a long-lost golden eagle.
The leg of the golden eagle mechanism broke, making it impossible to land normally, and then it slammed into the door with a bang.
Qiao Wei put away the dagger, squatted down, took a look at its wings, and saw a sharp short arrow stuck in its abdomen. The short arrow penetrated very deep into its body, and its wings were stained red with blood.
Qiao Wei hurriedly carried it into the room, put it on the table, and opened the medicine box to treat its injuries.
"Mother."
Jing Yun came behind Qiao Wei at some point.
Qiao Wei looked at her bloody hands, turned her head, threatened him, and said softly, "It's okay, go to sleep."
Jing Yun saw the golden eagle at a glance, and asked in a daze, "Is sister Fu here?"
Qiao Wei was taken aback for a moment, not understanding why her son said such a sentence, and replied: "No."
Jing Yun said: "Then why is her golden eagle here?"
Qiao Wei couldn't be more surprised: "Her golden eagle? Is the golden eagle your sister Fu's?"
Jing Yun nodded.
During the days when he was abducted, he knew many things, among which was the origin of this golden eagle.
Qiao Wei's heart seemed to be hit by something. If this golden eagle belonged to Fu Xueyan, then that night outside Pucheng... Fu Xueyan asked the golden eagle to take her to Wangshu? The time Jing Yun and Brother Liu were taken away, was it also Fu Xueyan who asked Jin Diao to save them
She had already seen that the golden eagle belonged to an owner, but she did not expect that the owner was Fu Xueyan.
"Mother, is the golden eagle injured?" Jing Yun asked worriedly.
Qiao Wei wanted to touch her son's head, but she glanced at the blood on her hand, put down her arm again, and said softly: "Mother can cure it, you go to sleep first."
"Yeah." Jing Yun climbed onto the bed obediently, pulled back the quilt, and fell asleep next to his sister.
Qiao Wei treated the golden eagle's injury quickly, called Xiuqin into the room, and said coldly, "Where is your master?"
Xiuqin wiped her tears and said excitedly: "Miss has been taken to Manghuang Mountain!"
Wild mountain
Qiao Wei originally planned that if she was in the palace, she would ask Prince Mu to come forward and bring Fu Xueyan back to the mansion, but now everyone is going to some barren hill, and even if Prince Mu came to face her, she would not admit it.
After thinking about it again and again, Qiao Wei called Adal and Hai Shisan and asked them to stay in Fangcui Garden.
Qiao Wei also wanted to inform Ji Mingxiu, but Ji Mingxiu was practicing, and he was afraid of disturbing him, so Qiao Wei dismissed this idea, turned around and went to the west chamber to call Yan Feijue and Shi Qi, and took Xiaobai with her. Together they left Fangcuiyuan.
When the group reached the gate of the palace, they were surprised to see the leader in black clothes standing in the night wind with a solemn face.
He has a tall figure and a jade-like face, and when he is not talking, he has the demeanor of a priest.
But as soon as he opened his mouth, his petty temperament was exposed: "Why are you going out in the middle of the night? You want to leave me behind, don't you?"
Yan Fei scratched his ears: "Look at what you said, why did you leave you behind? Isn't this going out to do business?"
"What business can't you take me with you?" He looked seriously at Qiao Wei who was beside him.
Qiao Wei paused, then thoughtfully said: "That's fine, just come along."
Something happened to his wife and child, this father really shouldn't stay out of it.
Several people got into the carriage and went to Manghuang Mountain in Xiuqin's mouth.
Along the way, Xiuqin explained Fu Xueyan's situation in detail to everyone—at that time, she was taking a bath in the room, Fu Xueyan ate something, and took a walk in the yard with the golden statue as usual. King Yeluo, it's been a long time anyway, she didn't care, and went to the backyard to wash clothes after taking a shower.
In the middle of washing, she heard crisp slaps coming from the queen's study room. At first, she didn't think that the one who got slapped would be her master. It wasn't until the roar of the golden eagle came from the room that she vaguely understood that something was wrong. up.
She put down her half-washed clothes and ran to the study room, only to hear the queen say something angrily, "You are so courageous, you even dare to take my things, who do you want to give them to? The Ji family?"
She wanted to rush over to save Fu Xueyan, but Fu Xueyan shook her head at her.
She tried her best not to move, and watched the two dead men take Fu Xueyan out of the palace.
After that, the golden eagle also flew away.
She quietly chased after her, but was thrown away by them halfway through her pursuit.
Hearing this, the leader's aura all over his body cooled down.
Qiao Wei glanced at him, wanted to say something, but finally held back, and turned to look at Xiuqin: "Since you were thrown away by them, how do you know they went to Manghuang Mountain?"
Xiuqin said: "They have a stronghold in Manghuang Mountain, and many shady things are stored there."
"A stronghold?" Yan Feijue rubbed his chin, "Could it be the camp where Hai Shisan took me and the young master... all dead soldiers, and not even a fly can fly in?"
In the end, Yan Feijue's crow's mouth really hit the mark, and it was the camp guarded by layers of dead soldiers.
The moment she saw so many dead men, Qiao Wei really wanted to shoot Yan Feijue to death. You said you have a crow's mouth, why did you do everything you can to harm your own people
In other places, you might be able to try the lightness kung fu of Shiqi and Yan Feijue, but here, I'm afraid we have to think long-term.
"Do you know if there is any back door in this camp?" Qiao Wei asked Xiuqin.
Xiuqin thought for a while, then shook her head: "I haven't been here either, I just heard Miss mention this place once in a while."
"How about... looking for Lord Mu?" Yan Feijue asked weakly.
Qiao Wei was tempted for a moment, but quickly rejected his proposal: "Have you seen the dead men here? It is a death penalty to kill so many dead men here, even if King Ye Luo dotes on her and nets her On the one hand, let her not die, but these dead soldiers can no longer be kept."
Yan Feijue straightened his waist and said: "Isn't that good? Take her lair!"
Qiao Wei said slowly: "Let's not talk about whether we can get rid of it first. Lord Mu is so kind to us because he thinks that Mingxiu and Ming Ye are his own sons. If Lord Mu brings people to encircle and suppress the camp, with that woman His temperament will definitely try to drive a wedge between us and Mu Wangfu, and by then, Mingxiu and Mingye's backgrounds will most likely be exposed. Mu Wang knows that we are using him, so how can he help us get back Fu Xueyan?"
Yan Feijue frowned: "Isn't Fu Xueyan his adopted daughter?"
Qiao Wei said indifferently: "You also said that you are an adopted daughter."
"Sigh." Yan Feijue sighed for a long time, "Then tell me what to do."
Qiao Wei thought for a while: "Just wait and see what happens."
Yan Fei definitely doesn't agree with her plan: "We waited all night last time and it turned out..."
Halfway through the conversation, Shiqi's ears moved, and he clicked on his dumb acupoint!
Yan Feijue: "..."
Can you stop using this method to shut me up
When Shi Qi moved like this, everyone knew that something was wrong. They all lowered their bodies and buried themselves in the bushes, staring at the direction of the camp through the mottled weeds and dead branches.
On the road in front of the camp, a dead man drove a carriage slowly and stopped outside the gate of the camp.
Two dead men guarding the gate came over, opened the curtain of the carriage, and dragged the people in the carriage out.
They were four well-built young men, each tied up and gagged with cotton cloth.
After the two dead men guarding the gate checked and confirmed that they were correct, the dead man driving the car escorted him in.
The reason why dead soldiers are dead soldiers is because their skills and aura are different from ordinary people. No dead soldier would mistake his own kind. This is why Yan Feijue's lightness kung fu is so high, but he can't get into the camp.
But right now, Qiao Wei seems to have thought of a way.
A quarter of an hour later, another carriage stopped outside the camp.
The two dead soldiers guarding the gate came over, first looked at the ragged and blood-stained companions in the carriage, then at a heavily tied man in the carriage, and two equally tied teenagers, their eyes hesitated for a moment, As if thinking about something.
After a while, he waved his hand and let a few people in.
The moment she entered the camp, Qiao Wei let out a long sigh of relief.
The dead man is naturally Seventeen, the man with five flowers is Yan Feijue, and Qiao Wei and Xiuqin pretend to be two teenagers.
Although I don't know why this camp is arresting the living, but after all, it is not easy to sneak in by relying on this opportunity.
They were afraid of showing their feet, so they were the first yurts that the people who followed just now entered.
Inside the yurt, there is also a small room. Walking through the small room is a long stone wall passage.
The passageway is about seven feet high and five feet wide. Huge night pearls are inlaid on the walls, and a majestic dead soldier with long sword stands under each night pearl lamp holder.
The dead warrior with the long knife is second only to the ghost king's dead warrior, and it is hard to buy one outside, and there are no less than seven or eight standing in this passage.
Mingxiu once said that after breaking through at seventeen, he would be infinitely close to the strength of a long-sword dead warrior.
So in this passage, there are not seven or eight dead men, but seven or eight seventeen.
How are you going to get out later...
A group of people bit the bullet and walked forward for an unknown amount of time, and finally reached the end of the passage.
After exiting the passage, there is a gleaming circular stone room. There are eight open stone doors on the wall of the stone room. The group of people just entered was the first stone door on the left. Don’t ask Qiao Wei how she knew about it. With the ear power of seventeen, he can hear the movement in the distance.
There were no dead guards in this round stone room, so Qiao Wei fished out Xiaobai who was hiding in her sleeve.
Xiaobai held his breath so that his cheeks were bulging, and his eyes almost popped out!
"Okay." Qiao Wei pressed its stomach.
Xiaobai let out a long breath!
Xiaobai, who often rubbed his chest, was very familiar with Fu Xueyan's breath, wandered around the stone room, and ran into the third stone door on the right.
Behind the stone gate was another long passage, and there were no dead men guarding it at all. They walked to the end unimpeded, and found a prison cell, and on the floor of the cell, lay Fu Xueyan with a pale face on his side.
"Miss!" Xiuqin rushed over, holding the iron bar on the cell door with both hands.
Qiao Wei scolded in a low voice: "What's the name? You don't think you died fast enough, do you?"
Fu Xueyan heard the movement of the two, her eyelashes trembled, and she opened a pair of quiet eyes.
She turned her head and saw a few people outside the cell door, she was stunned for a moment, and said hoarsely: "Why are you here?"
Qiao Wei picked the lock, opened the cell door, walked up to Fu Xueyan, and looked at her indifferently: "I didn't want to save you, but I just didn't want to owe you favors."
Fu Xueyan lowered her eyes.
Qiao Wei's eyes fell on her swollen belly, she hesitated for a moment, and stretched out her hand.
Fu Xueyan hesitated for a while, then gently stretched out her hand.
Before her hand touched Qiao Wei's, Qiao Wei said lightly: "You should think about it, if you take this step, there will be no room for maneuver."
Fu Xueyan moved her fingertips and took Qiao Wei's hand.
Qiao Wei pulled her up, looked at Yan Feijue who was at the side: "Is it all done?"
Yan Feijue poured down the bottle: "There is not one left."
Qiao Wei took a deep breath, hoping that nothing would go wrong this time.
Several people pulled out their weapons one after another, Qiao Wei pulled out Fen Tian, and handed it to Fu Xueyan.
Fu Xueyan looked over with a complicated expression, but Qiao Wei didn't look at her. She put the dagger away without saying anything.
A few people came to the circular stone room, at this time another dead man came over with a few heavily tied men, and the few hurriedly flashed back into the passage, holding their breath.
Fortunately, those people did not go through their stone gate.
After a while, Seventeen walked out first and walked towards the passage leading to the small room and yurt. When he passed the first long-sworded dead man, he wiped the other's neck like lightning.
This knife, if someone else wiped it, it might not be wiped dead.
But Seventeen is a dead man, he knows how to kill a dead man.
Seventeen killed without a single sound. He thought he could get away with it, but the strong bloody aura came out, and the dead man in front immediately noticed the abnormality, raised his long knife and rushed towards Seventeen!
As soon as he rushed, all the dead soldiers in the passage were startled and rushed over.
These are more than a dozen dead soldiers with long swords!
Qiao Wei's little heart was beating wildly!
Just when more than a dozen people were about to chop them into minced meat with a murderous look, a melodious flute sound came from outside the camp. It was clear and distant, making people feel calm.
An unbelievable thing happened. The dead soldiers who were rushing towards them with long knives a second ago, all of them lost their legs, foamed at the mouth, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.
Several people were stunned!
This is a dead man with a long knife!
Is Master Huo a master who can't be killed with one move, but he just fell down like this? !
Not just one or two, but seventeen or eight!
Qiao Wei quickly recovered and snapped her fingers: "Don't be in a daze! Let's go!"
The sound of the flute is still going on, under the seemingly calm melody, there is a tranquility that can cleanse the world, and it also reveals a murderous aura that is about to explode.
Several people escaped from the camp. From a distance, they saw a black figure standing quietly in the distant mountains, Lang Lang bathed in the moonlight, like a fairy, like a demon.
Qiao Wei has never felt that the figure of the little bastard is so tall, and the whole world has become his foil. However, this tallness did not last long. Although it is cool, it is also very easy to expose.
A dead man found out that the leader was here, and he slashed at him with a long knife!
"Ah! What are you doing!" The leader hopped and avoided, fighting alone, he was not the opponent of the long-sworded dead man, screamed, and fled with his head in his arms.
Qiao Wei covered her eyes, she was really handsome for only three seconds.
Yan Feijue performed lightness kung fu and flew towards the leader.
On the other side, more and more dead men poured out, and Shi Qi wrestled with them.
Qiao Wei helped Fu Xueyan into the carriage, and Xiuqin drove into the night quickly.
Unfortunately, before running very far, the wheel was cut off by a long knife.
The carriage suddenly turned towards the ground, Fu Xueyan grabbed Qiao Wei's shoulder, and flew out of the carriage with lightness kung fu.
Xiuqin rolled on the ground and got up quickly.
A dead man bypassed Shiqi and chased them.
Xiuqin clenched the scimitar: "Miss, you go first!"
How could a little girl be a match for a group of dead men
Qiao Wei grabbed her by the collar: "Let's go!"
The three fled into the mountains.
Yan Feijue saw it and shouted in shock: "Hey! You can't enter that mountain range! You will get lost!"
Getting lost is a matter for the future, but if you don't go in now, you will lose your life.
Qiao Wei rushed into the mountains resolutely.
Seeing them rushing in, the leader did not hesitate to chase after them.
Yan Fei absolutely wanted to hit someone: "What are you messing around with? Come back to me!"
Yan Feijue stretched out his hand to grab him, but the dead man with the long sword slapped him, and Yan Feijue was forced to draw his sword.
Those who chased Qiao Wei's group were not dead men with long swords. Qiao Wei counted the number of people, and she could handle it...
Cope with it for a while.
Qiao Wei stopped in her tracks: "Xiuqin, take your master away first."
Xiuqin: "But you..."
Qiao Wei shouted: "Let's go!"
Xiuqin gritted her teeth, glanced at Fu Xueyan, who was covering her belly, her face was pale, she was heartbroken, and walked away with Fu Xueyan.
The leader copied it from a small road, and happened to meet Xiuqin and Fu Xueyan.
"careful!"
Fu Xueyan's eyes trembled, she stretched out her right hand, and sacrificed a white silk, wrapping around a dead soldier who was about to sneak attack behind the leader.
The dead man was thrown down the hillside by Fu Xueyan's white silk.
Fu Xueyan practiced martial arts twice in a row, and even the last trace of blood was gone from her already pale complexion.
The leader grabbed her arm, and his eyes fell from her pale face to her high swollen belly. This time, there was neither a cloak nor a hand warmer to cover her, so the big and round belly was just exposed to him. in front of you.
He felt as if something exploded in his head: "You..."
Before he could finish speaking, a wave of heat flowed out of Fu Xueyan's body.
He looked at the water stains on the ground in surprise: "Did you pee?"