Chapter 490

The arrow twinkled with cold.

Men's eyes, more attractive than the cold.

Nanbaoyi was very surprised: "Shen Yichao, what are you going to do?"

Shen Chao was silent.

The hand holding the bow string slowly tightened, but the fingertips were trembling.

In his mind, there are two voices fighting with each other, one persuades him to make a quick decision and hurt the killer, and the other persuades him to be rational and tolerant.

He looked at the girl ten feet away, and his face was complicated.

He knew it was Nanjing who secretly took her and Nanyan to death row for revenge.

They were unkempt and unkempt, still dressed in prison clothes. They could hardly be recognized if they did not look carefully. Maybe he didn't have to do it himself. Those generals would shoot them from a distance.

But

What if Nanbao Yi escaped by chance?

Men care about thousands of thoughts.

A cold wind was rising and snow was falling in the forest.

The girl was dressed in loose and dirty prison clothes and barefoot in the snow. She looked miserable and pitiful. However, she could not hide her half beauty, but she was more and more pitiful.

At last, Shen Yichao was killed.

She can't live.

You can't let her influence Xiao Yi.

Killing her is his loyalty to Xiao Yi.

He said in a deep voice: "nanbaoyi, how noble Xiao Yi came from, you know very well. The so-called engagement is just your constant promotion. You don't deserve him. You try your best all your life, and you still don't deserve him. I have been in Nanjia for a long time. I give you ten times to escape, which is also a reward for the kindness of Nanjia for taking me in. "

Nanbaoyi's pupil beads can't help shrinking.

Shen Yichao, what does that mean?

Because she is not worthy of Xiao Yi, so he is going to kill her?!

How can there be such a truth in the world?!

"One."

"Two."

The men have begun to count.

Nanyan saw that Nanbao clothes were numb and wanted to scold her to death.

It doesn't matter if the fool is dead, but Shen Zhichao will kill her in order to keep her mouth shut!

Regardless of the three seven twenty-one, she turned around and ran away with her Nanbao clothes.

“……”

"Nine."

"Ten."

Shen Yichao opened his eyes.

The girl's anxious back is still within the range of the crossbow.

He raised his bow and arrow, and the arrow pointed to the back heart of Nan Bao Yi.

Although he didn't learn martial arts, he was able to ride and shoot.

One arrow, only one arrow, this disaster can completely disappear from the world.

Shen Yichao's face was grim.

Bow and arrow leave the string!

But still in the moment of leaving the string, the man's hand slightly shook.

The bow and arrow pierced the cold and wet snow and went straight into the girl's ankle!

Nanbao clothes cry!

She endured the pain of bone erosion, tightly supported Nanyan's hand, and fell to the ground powerlessly.

The blood was oozing out of her gray panties and the snow on her feet.

She looks at Shen Yichao. The other party has not been able to kill her. After putting down her bow and arrow, she looks at her in a complicated way. Then she is left to live and die. She turns her horse's head and gallops away in the opposite direction.

Nanbaoyi's small face is pale, but her moist eyes are surprisingly red.

Tears rolled down her cheek, and she bit her lip, and felt nothing about it.

She was very sad to be ridiculed by those famous women.

Now, Shen Yichao's words make her suffer thousands of times.

Because Shen Yichao is Xiao Yi's cousin, she usually takes care of him.

He didn't have to belittle her, even if he didn't appreciate it!

Nanyan worried: "those dignitaries with hounds, smell the smell of blood will definitely jump here. Animals are not human beings. They don't care about our identity. You should take care of the wound

Nan Baoyi raised her hand to wipe her tears in silence.

Nan Yan was more and more impatient. He stood up and said, "crying, nanbaoyi, are you bored? If you feel resentful, you can go back to the camp and complain to Xiao Yi! Forget it, I don't care about you. I'll go back to the camp myself

She turned her head and left.

Nan Baoyi raised her scarlet eyes and said, "if I die here, you don't want to be better! Everyone saw you and I went hunting together in the mountains. When I died, you couldn't argue. The Southern family would not let you go! "

Nan Yan rolled his eyes.

Why is she such an enemy?!

The snow is getting heavy.

Nan Yan holds nanbaoyi with no feelings, but the sisters have no experience of survival in the mountains and forests, so they are lost when they walk.

It's getting late.

Two people through the snow, did not guard at the foot of a empty, rolling down the slope.

Their feet were frozen in the snow.

Nanyan finally broke out with cold and hunger. He got up and scolded: "nanbaoyi, I'm an ally with you, not to share weal and woe with you! How come it's not good to meet you every time. I'm in the palace to be a concubine and suffer with you. Do you want to conquer me for a lifetime? ""Return the original words."

Nanbaoyi sat in the snow with a cold attitude.

Nan Yan is in a rage and raises a handful of snow towards her.

Nanbaoyi showed no weakness, then hit her with a snowball.

Nan Yan patted the snow on her body and turned her head and left.

Out of the distance, she looked back.

Nanbaoyi was still sitting in the snow, with a bloody feather arrow on his ankle, his prison trousers dyed crimson, and his small face was dry with tears. He was obviously pitiful, but his eyes were full of stubbornness.

She watched, and some complicated emotions came into her heart.

If you leave nanbaoyi here, she will surely die.

If the Southern family reckons the account on her head, she this palace concubine also does not want to be.

What's more

She really doesn't like women to be sad about men.

She walked back with a sullen face.

She stood in front of nanbaoyi: "do you know what kind of woman I despise most?"

She paused and said seriously, "I look down on women who want to die for men. What is a man? Just look at our father. I don't believe in men's rhetoric. I only believe in the benefits I can get. If Xiao Yi is just making all kinds of advances to you, but indulges others to hurt you, then I advise you that this marriage is no longer necessary. "

It's late in the evening, and the mountains are snowing.

Nanbaoyi covers the wound.

Nanyan, how cold and sober she is.

Indeed, in the past life and this life, she seems to use more than like Cheng German.

She had no feelings for the emperor.

All she cares about is how much good the other person can bring her.

People who never give their heart will not be trapped in love

Nan Yan squatted down in front of her: "come up, there is a cave in front of me. I'll carry you there. We have to have a place to stay tonight."

Nan Baoyi lies on her back in silence.

The sisters trudged through the snow.

There is no one here. Nan Yan throws away the grace of imperial concubine and scolds her all the way: "nanbaoyi, did I owe you in my last life, eh?! Why should I help you if you hurt me repeatedly?! I am so cheap

Nanbaoyi hugged her neck and buried her face in her shoulder socket.

The wound hurt so much that she whispered, "Nanyan, can you walk steadily? It's hard for me to shake about. "

Nan Yan: "what's more..."

She's upset?

She's still suffering!

It was completely dark.

The two sisters made a fire in the cave and heated their frozen bodies with the fire.

The snow outside the cave is getting heavy.

When they dozed off, the sound of horses' hooves came from the end of the snow, and the cry of countless bodyguards.

Nanbaoyi woke up: "someone is looking for us."

She limped out of the cave and saw groups of torches lighting up in the dark. The man headed by Xuanyi Fengmu rode towards her.

When he got close, Xiao Yi turned over and got off his horse. When he saw Nan Bao Yi, his eyes turned red.

He approached in silence, trying to hold her in his arms.

Nanbaoyi retreated in time.

In the face of him, she gave birth to a trace of resistance.

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