Zhou Cheng, who hurried to see the situation on the ground, finally changed his dull face. There was a trace of fear, but more disgust.

Two more helpers were called. The three cleaned up the broken meat together, lifted up two more bodies and went out. This meat will appear on the Capricorn table early tomorrow morning.

Jiuer didn't go to see if Xiaotong was dead. She couldn't live for a moment.

She doesn't understand why Xiaotong has such a deep resentment against her. Obviously, she has been taking care of her and helped her block the ravages of so many men. She is so beautiful and weak. Some Capricorn people like to kill and cook directly after being severely ruined.

In order to avoid this outcome, she has been teaching Xiaotong how to serve men, but she just doesn't want to learn.

This time she

Thinking of those people in wanjian City, jiu'er couldn't care about it. He put out the candle and quietly turned into the big house where they were hiding.

It's empty. There's no one. I hope they've gone.

Returning to her room again, jiu'er felt an unprecedented sense of fatigue. She hoped that the woman she met before was the goddess of wanjian city. She would save them from the sea of suffering. She would.

At this time, Lu Qing has arrived near the west gate with his brothers.

It was easy for them to get rid of huyanmo's tracking, and they sent someone to lead them to the east gate.

After all, only the east gate is open at this time, and the other three gates are closed.

The people sent out were public losers, not much worse than Lin Xiao, but they came back to them after walking around with huyanmo for half an hour.

Lu Qing has already figured out how to attack.

Now many patrolmen have gone to the imperial palace to fight the fire. Ximen's reinforcements won't come for a while and a half. They can kill at ease!

As soon as the people arrived, Lu Qing made a gesture, and they approached the west gate like ghosts in the dark night.

However, in an instant, concealed weapons, poison needles, arrow feathers and brush flew to the guards guarding the city gate. Most of them fell to the ground and twitched before they could pick up their spears.

The people standing on the arrow stamp of the city wall were slightly better. Although several people were shot through by very fierce arrow feathers at the beginning, the remaining people quickly hid beside the arrow stamp and began to shoot arrows downward.

But their accuracy is much worse, because as long as someone dares to show his head, Murong Han's arrow will fly in an instant, and none of it has been wasted.

Seeing someone else in the gate tower, it seemed that he was going to light a beacon for help. As soon as the man took out the torch, he was smashed down the wall by Daoan.

All these battles were just a matter of breathing. The people under the city gate were cleared by them in an instant, while those above the city wall and the city gate were handed over to birgitai and Murong Han. The efficiency was terrible.

Because these two people obviously have the idea of competing for the top. Baijitai's bow is small and light and fast to use. However, Murong Han is not inferior to her at all. The speed is only a little slower than baijitai, but each arrow is frightening.

Seeing that no one came out of the gate again, the people below began to remove the latch and loosen the winch. Soon the gate opened a crack, and a group of people rushed out. After going out, they joined forces to top the gate.

The next thing is that SA Yazi ran away.

As for sending a letter to Guo heilue, I'm afraid it's not suitable tonight. After all, huyanmo has been hunting them and will quietly find someone to do it later.

Lu Qing thought of jiuer who had just helped them escape.

This is a good candidate.

They ran all the way. After a long distance, they changed their direction and went to the Jie people camp to meet with other people hiding there. Then they ran wildly to the East for a while.

It was not until dawn that they reached the mountain depression where the horses were hidden.

Lu Qing is so tired that his legs are soft. He has never run so fierce in his life.

Gasping for breath and drinking the water handed over by the guard, Lu Qing sat down on the rocks and felt himself alive.

Others also felt that they had escaped from death. Only dao'an was still smiling although she was gasping for breath.

Xiangguo is much more terrible than Chang'an.

I can't stay here for long. I'm afraid huyanmo will catch up.

Even if he does come, they should be ready.

After only an hour of rest, they continued to flee eastward.

Their goal is what the monk called Hutou mountain.

At noon, they finally arrived at Hutou mountain, which is slightly better than other places. At least there are many trees on the mountain that have not been stripped away by the common people.

This means that the mountain should not be too hot, and the clouds can be arranged.

Lu Qing asked people to find the water source quickly. She wanted to make ice to cool the clouds.

At first, Yunluo just smiled bitterly. Later, he wanted to help Lu Qing, but Lu Qing stopped him.

"The hotter you move, the cooler you stay. Murong Han, look at him. First wet him with water, and then wait for me."

Murong Han was obedient and hurried to find the shade with Yunluo.

When the guard came with many bags of water, Lu Qing took the lead in finding a stone with a pit in the shade and began to make ice for the cloud. Then he called him over and sat next to the pit.

Yunluo didn't say anything. He just watched Lu Qing busy, and an unspeakable taste was spreading in his heart.

"If you feel sorry for her, live well." Murong Han kept staring at Yunluo, as if he could see clearly what he thought.

"It's getting hotter and hotter. I've become a burden."

Yunluo touched the frozen ice in the pit, looked at the green and black of his fingertips and hung his head.

"If you die, many people will be sad." Murong Han shook his fist and wanted to reach the hand on the ice, but he didn't reach out.

"Lu Qing will be implicated by me. No matter dealing with huyanmo or Guo heilue, she can't be distracted. I'm the one who will distract her."

The edge of the ice has begun to melt, and it's still too hot.

"If you don't care about your life, you really distract her. Why don't you even understand this..."

Murong Han could not help shaking his head and sighing. He wanted to ask Yunluo, can't he pity him and survive for him? But he couldn't ask.

"Yunluo, if you die, almsgiver Murong will be widowed, and your daughter has no father. What can you do if you leave this orphan and widowed mother?"

Pooh——

Lu Qing just came over and wanted to cool down. He heard this sentence. All the saliva he drank came out. The way of thief bald persuading people is too chic.

Murong Han was said to blush and quickly bowed his head and pretended to touch the ice.