Chapter 292

292 broken Temple

”Would it be better to fall into Xiao Qiyu's hands than to fall into mine? " A mocking look appeared on Qianhu's face: "you have to make a decision quickly. Xiao Qiyu's people will break through the door soon. After a while, I'm afraid I can't escape with you even if I fly away."

Although Shen Qingru was a little nervous, he had to admit that what Qianhu said was right. It's better to follow him than to be caught back by Xiao Qiyu's people. Just

Judging from the behavior of this man just now, he certainly won't send her back to Huo Qijun, but what is he going to do with her?

Fortunately... This man has given up killing her. His life is always safe in his hands.

Shen Qingru nodded and sighed. Now he can only leave with him before making plans.

Thousands of families grabbed her, one up and down, and then jumped lightly to the roof. Several up and down, people left along the ridge unconsciously.

When the cold wind roared, Qianhu slipped her collar, and the disliked ups and downs on her face hid in the dark night. Shen Qingru was afraid that he could not grasp it firmly and fell down. She simply stretched out two arms and hugged each other's waist like a koala. If you really fall at this height, you will not die or be disabled.

Qianhu glanced at her coldly. One hand continued to grasp her collar, but the other hand grabbed her waist to prevent her from falling suddenly. The woman was so close to him that he could vaguely smell the faint fragrance of her neck. It seemed that it was not the fragrance of fat and powder, but her body fragrance?

In the night wind, her long hair danced with the wind, like a black creeping seaweed. Her face is not absolutely beautiful, but it is also beautiful and lovely. There is a trace of melancholy in her small and exquisite nose, red cherry lips and dark pupils.

Her face was almost transparent, but now even he could see that there was a trace of fatigue on her white jade like face.

Anyone can see that although this woman is not stunning, she is also a lovely young beauty. Even thousands of families have to admit that her courage and calm demeanor in the face of danger are very admirable. No wonder the general will be unforgettable to her.

This appearance, coupled with her scheming, is not the kind of person who doesn't know the greatness of heaven and earth. As long as she is still alive, Miss Wei is destined to be unable to replace her in this life.

Sometimes fate is really unfair. Old man Wei's kind and generous character and Miss Wei's gentle and kind girl have ended up being ridiculed as a concubine. He once heard that Miss Wei had defects on her lips when she was born. To make matters worse, when she was a child, because her adoptive mother didn't take good care of her, she scalded a scar on her right cheek with boiling water, so she covered half of her face with a fan every day. It is said that Miss Wei is not a first-time student and is slightly strong. Although she is a talented woman, her appearance is really unsatisfactory. Since ancient times, it's a pity for Miss Wei to be a concubine. It's impossible for her appearance to be a concubine.

She can only be a positive wife. With her talent and virtue, she may be able to gain a foothold in the general's house and even the future harem. If she can only be reduced to a concubine, Miss Wei will never come out in her life.

He should not be soft hearted in order to repay the kindness of Wei Zhongtang and to give Miss Wei a foothold.

Shen Qingru naturally doesn't know what Qianhu is thinking, let alone that Qianhu's killing intention is gradually emerging again.

The weather in this season is like a child's face. Just now, the clear night sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and it rained cats and dogs. The rain was so heavy that Shen Qingru's head and face were soaked with rain. The rain soaked the clothes, and the clothes stuck to the body. It's uncomfortable. You can't exercise lightness skills as easily as you did just now. Coupled with the weight of an adult woman, Qianhu soon decided to find a place to take shelter from the rain.

"Come down and go by yourself." Qianhu ran with her for a while. Seeing that there seemed to be no pursuers around, he threw Shen Qingru directly down with a tiger's face.

Shen Qingru followed him silently. The road Qianhu took her was a sheep intestines path, which was muddy and rugged. Even if she wants to escape, she can't escape successfully on this road in this weather. She can only follow thousands of households.

Because of the slippery road, Shen Qingru stumbled and almost fell to the ground. Thousands of households reacted quickly and pulled her from the front. She didn't fall into the mud pit. Rao was so. Shen Qingru's ankle was also red and swollen, and she was aching faintly. She limped behind thousands of households and walked more slowly.

The heavy rain was wet and cold on her. Shen Qingru was completely wet. A cold wind blew. She sneezed and felt very uncomfortable.

"Hurry up, don't linger!" thousands of accounts didn't return, and said in a vicious voice. Shen Qingru only felt a sultry breath choking from his heart to his throat, and his abdomen was also painful. This man is hell in hell!

A light flashed. At this time, Shen Qingru saw something in front of her. Her ankle hurt. Her body softened and fell directly to the ground.

Thousands of households in front heard the sound and glanced back. Shen Qingru fell into the mud and covered his stomach with one hand. It seemed that he had fallen badly. Qianhu frowned, scolded "trouble" and turned back and walked towards him.

"Hey, are you a fool? A flash of lightning can scare you like this?" thousands of Hukou laughed and tried to pull Shen Qingru. Shen Qingru hung her eyes and didn't say a word, waiting for thousands of families to bend over and pull her.

Qianhu's hand reached halfway, but suddenly shrunk back. Another bright light crossed the sky. With the light of this lightning, Qianhu carefully examined Shen Qingru. After half a sound, he said coldly: "throw away the stone in your hand, Shen Qingru."

It turned out that while Shen Qingru fell, she hid a stone in her hand and was ready to solve the bastard in front of her like the soldiers who kidnapped him before. Unexpectedly, she was found by the other party. She didn't say anything. She angrily left the corner of her mouth and threw away the stone in her right hand.

Qianhu's eyes swept obliquely: "where's the left hand?"

Shen Qingru threw away the stone in his hand as usual without any embarrassment. Qianhu tutted twice and said sarcastically, "you are really..."

Before he finished, Shen Qingru on the opposite side stretched out his hand impatiently: "please pull me up quickly. My clothes will be wet."

"Cheek..." thousands of households choked and make complaints about their way.

Fortunately, there was a broken temple not far away. They went to the broken temple to take shelter from the rain. Although it was only a broken temple with air leakage, it looked like someone lived in it. There should be pit tables, chairs and stoves. Thousands of households shouted twice, and no one answered, so they came in directly to take shelter from the rain.

Shen Qingru looked out from the broken temple. The sky was overcast. There was a torrential rain outside. From time to time, one or two flashes of lightning cut through the sky. The rain would not stop for a while and a half.

"It seems that the owner of this temple hasn't been back for a long time." thousands of households wiped the stove with their hands. There were traces of dust. It was obvious that the cooker had been useless for a long time. He took out a fire fold from his arms and lit the candle stand on the table. When he looked carefully, there was also dust on the table and Kang Table. It seemed that no one had lived here for a long time.

Shen Qingru stood in the temple for a while, feeling that she was getting colder and colder. Her wet clothes stuck tightly to her body, which made people feel very uncomfortable. She looked around the temple. There was a broken bucket in the corner of the temple. She simply put the bucket at the gate of the temple and planned to take some water to drink. Drinking some hot water can always get rid of the cold on her body and at least make her feel warmer.

"Now you know it's cold?" thousands of households looked at her with a mocking smile: "why didn't you know it was cold when you were sitting in a puddle hiding stones just now?"

Shen Qingru didn't care about him at all and didn't have the strength to talk to him. He walked hard to the door with a bucket. Qianhu kept nagging in her ear like a woman: "Do you know how I saw through you just now? Since I knew you, you will refute what I said. I scolded you as a fool just now. It's abnormal that you didn't say a word! Ha ha! So I'm sure you have a ghost in your heart. I'm not wrong at all!"

Psychosis! If Shen Qingru still has the strength to choke back with him now, she will scold loudly. Where's the psychosis? It's buzzing around her like a fly!

Shen Qingru kept silent. After talking for a long time, Qianhu himself felt boring. He inadvertently glanced at Shen Qingru's face. He made a fuss and said, "you have a fever? Why do you blush like a monkey's ass?"

Shen Qingru already felt her face burning. She didn't have to look in the mirror to know that her face must be flushed and her body was already hot. She silently felt the fire fold from her arms and tried to light the stove to boil water. I don't know if it was because the fire fold was stained with rain, so she rowed a few times and couldn't light it.

Thousands of households looked on coldly for a while. Seeing that she had not made a good fire for a long time, they really couldn't see it. They grabbed the fire fold from her hand and rubbed it twice to ignite the charcoal fire under the stove.

There were still some firewood in the broken temple, but it was a little wet by the rain. Thousands of households simply piled those wet firewood fires together and lit a fire for the two to keep warm. The wet firewood was not very good. It took a long time to light the black smoke wet firewood, which brought a little warmth to the cold temple.

Shen Qingru couldn't help but shrink her body into a ball and try to get closer to the fire. She was really too cold. She just felt that bursts of cold wind blew into the bones, and the chill spread from the bottom of her heart.

Looking out of the window, the pouring rainstorm submerged everything in the dark night. The mountains, peaks and forests far and near, long and short rivers and canyons all lost their outline in the sudden rainstorm and gradually disappeared into invisibility.