Women's procrastination can't be said

Song Yuyan didn't know that this was the first time she had been in a coma after returning from the wilderness. She seemed to know that she would wake up. This time she was sober and very quiet.

Take a close look at your surroundings.She was locked in a prison cell, and although she seemed to have been fed a lot of cartilage powder, fortunately, her limbs were not tied up.Pushing herself up tiredly, Song Yuyan leaned against the wall, feeling very painful and cold.

The pain in the scapula reminded her of Mu Youhuai's cold face before she fell into a coma. The wound had been treated, and there was no sign of infection after the medicine was applied, but she was trembling from the pain.

In fact, the nine years in the wild city and the one year in Qingyi have suffered many injuries, but none of the pain can be compared to this time.The corners of her lips curled up bitterly, Song Yuyan knew the reason...

Although her heart hurts, she still doesn't want to believe that Song Qingwu would be so heartless.

Closing her eyes, her eyelashes were bent due to the force, reflecting her strong sense of sadness. With this force, she fell into a drowsy sleep...

In a blur, the small window above the cell kept letting in the noisy sounds from outside. There were the sounds of teams, running, and screams. I don't know what happened. Song Yuyan frowned and continued to sleep. She was too tired and couldn't do anything. I don't want to.

Until the two guards opened the cell, they hurriedly beat Song Yuyan awake and dragged her away.

"What are you doing?" Song Yuyan struggled uncomfortably despite her weakness.

One of the jailors looked extremely anxious. Hearing Song Yuyan's question, the irritability in his heart doubled instantly: "Be quiet, I! It's not because of you, or I'm still sleeping at home with my wife in my arms!"

"What wife?" Song Yuyan was out of spirits and couldn't react.

The jailer ignored her and dragged her outside.

"Hurry up." There were several men in black standing outside the cell, and the leader was holding a golden token, which was very conspicuous.

They took Song Yuyan, talked to jailer Ling, and dragged her away.

The two jailers stood tremblingly, and they were relieved to see them walk away.

"What do you think this girl is from?"

"I heard that he is an important person captured by Song State."

"Oh, no wonder. I don't know who doesn't have eyesight, broke into the base area in the middle of the night, and still made such a big fanfare aimlessly."

"Hey, don't worry about it, since the person has been handed over to Qi Cheng, we have nothing to do with the rest. Pack up and go back."

Another jailer yawned, with faint tears in his eyes, he looked extremely sleepy: "I'm so sleepy, I was woken up in the middle of the night, and it was just to transfer a little girl? I'm so tired, I really hope tomorrow morning When I got up, everything was settled..."

"yes……"

While talking, the two took out the key and locked the door of the cell.

When they turned around, they saw a young man in Tsing Yi standing behind them. This man was holding a slender staff in his right hand, and the huge wings of internal power spread out from his back.

Song Qingwu lowered his head slightly, leaving a pair of cold eyes for the two of them.

His face was too unfamiliar, with a stern face, he looked at them sullenly, the two of them swallowed, and felt a coldness in their hearts for no reason.

"The prison is a heavy place, no idler is allowed to enter. Who are you? Go!"

Song Qingwu asked blankly, "Where is the man?"

"Who is there? There is no one here, and anyone is dead! Who are you? Go away!" One of the jailers was annoyed by his attitude, and his tone was not kind.

Song Qingwu's body froze strangely, and in the next second, the slender staff pierced through the rude man, and at the neck, the blue staff brutally robbed him of his vitality.

"You're the dead man." Hearing what he said, Song Qingwu's eyes darkened little by little, and seemed to have a tendency to turn into a cold black.

This is the second time I saw such a domineering person, and the last time I saw it was their king.The remaining jailer was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, shaking like chaff.Song Qingwu looked over, obviously only with a faint glance, the jailer felt as if he was being strangled by the neck and couldn't breathe.

"Don't, don't kill me... Please..."

The staff was stained with blood, and it whimpered automatically and flew towards the young man, and large streams of blood gushed out.Seeing helplessly that his colleague who was with him day and night died in less than half a second, he sat there in terrified fear.

"I don't want to kill people either. As long as you say what you have to say, I will let you go." Song Qingwu didn't mind the red-stained staff, and reached out to hold it, and then the jailer saw hot blood running down the slender white fingers It slipped down, drop by drop, beating his heart.

"That's, that's right, Qi Cheng took the lord's secret order and took away the girl who just arrived today..." The jailer swallowed, his lips trembled, and his lower body felt hot and wet.

Song Qingwu was not obsessed with cleanliness, but he took a small step back when he saw this man peeing his pants. "Why? Where to take it?"

"This... I, I only know that someone broke in, and the king was afraid of accidents, so he took her away... Where did he take her... This, this, may be, may be the residence of the king or Qi The residence in the city..." As soon as Song Qingwu retreated, he felt that the suffocating pressure was much less in an instant.

This time Song Qingwu did not continue to ask.As he stood, a huge white magic circle centered on him gradually emerged from the soles of his feet. From his arms, he carefully took out a stump of a whip and placed it in the eye of the formation, and then two red lines spread out.

This is the remains of the spirit phoenix that Song Qingwu picked up outside the wild city.

The jailer was stunned by the side.Who is this man?He was actually a mage!Looking at the huge wings of internal force behind him, it shows that this person is still a warrior!

Double cultivation of martial arts!What kind of person did they provoke?

Before Song Qingwu left, he threw a ball of green internal energy at the man who hadn't had time to scream, sealed his mouth and limbs, and fixed him in place, then followed the slightly darker red line on the left, flapping his wings ,flew away.

The jailer dared not move, and he couldn't move either.Only when the person was far away did he dare to breathe heavily. Although he could not speak or move, at least he saved his life...

All the best, all the best...

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Song Yuyan was taken away, and he didn't know what happened in the cell. Qi Zijian didn't deliberately hide his face, nor did he deliberately cover Song Yuyan's eyes, but just locked her hands.

"Where are you taking me?" Song Yuyan's voice was a little hoarse, and she was forced to follow, feeling very uneasy. Is that pervert Mu Youhuai trying to stab her again?

Qi Zijian was tall and long-legged and walked in the front. Hearing her words, he slowed down a little and spoke softly: "Miss Song, don't worry, the lord has entrusted you to me. As long as you stay safe, I won't make things difficult for you." you."

"Why? The cell is not very good..." Song Yuyan didn't expect this man to be so gentle.

"Hehe, Ms. Song doesn't know something. A thief broke into Haocheng just now, and the purpose is unknown. You are an extremely important bargaining chip for the lord of the country. He is afraid that you will be hurt, so he ordered his subordinates to protect your safety." Qi Zijian simply controlled the situation. Walking side by side with Song Yuyan.

As soon as Song Yuyan heard the news about Mu Youhuai, she felt depressed, she couldn't help raising her hand, and showed Qi Zijian the heavy shackles: "Is this called protecting me?"

Qi Zijian laughed again, but did not answer directly: "Miss Song, do you know who is here?"

Song Yuyan withdrew her hand wearily and shook her head.

Qi Zijian tilted his head, and said three words lightly: "Song Qingwu."

The steps she took stopped just like that, and Song Yuyan looked at his half-smile face in disbelief.

"As I expected, the Crown Prince Song was really acting during the day. It seems that the lord has caught the right person this time. With you, the queen and the second prince can be replaced." Qi Zijian stopped gracefully, With arms crossed, eyebrows raised playfully.

Song Yuyan quietly covered the shock in his eyes, but he couldn't suppress his beating heart, and his voice became colder: "Just kidding, it can't be him."

Qi Zijian didn't want to get entangled with her on this topic, so he smiled lightly and moved on.

Song Yuyan was walking, her heart was beating very fast, she thought a lot, she thought that Song Qingwu really hadn't turned bad, Song Qingwu cared about her very much, Song Qingwu was really kind... and wanted him to leave quickly, this Haocheng is a dragon's pool and a tiger's den , How could he forcefully break in to save her?Still wondering if he has anyone to help?

When Song Yuyan recovered from her thoughts, she was already standing outside Qi Zijian's temporary residence.

"Miss Song, please come in." Qi Zijian said politely.

Only then did Song Yuyan consciously appreciate his face, and realized that Qi Zijian was actually good-looking. Although his face was cold and strong, and a little dark, his charming peach eyes really added a lot of points.

Song Yuyan looked carefully, and unexpectedly saw some dark blue indistinctly.

So she thought of He Zixia, maybe Qi Zijian didn't mean to hurt her, Song Yuyan thought about it, and said: "I found that you and He Zixia are the same, both are very smart and elegant, and he Your eyes are water blue, but yours are dark blue."

Qi Zijian raised his eyebrows, looked at her and said, "He Zixia?"

The sixth prince of He Country?

"That's right, both of you are counselors next to the big man, and looking weak, you are actually hidden goods."

Qi Zijian coughed, and felt that this girl was really strange. He was clearly in the trap of thieves, and if he was a little polite to her, he would treat her as an acquaintance.Of course Qi Zijian knew about He Zixia, and he knew much more than Song Yuyan.

"Okay, Miss Song, it's getting late. Please come in." Qi Zijian said in a slightly cold tone in order to avoid talking to her.

Song Yuyan lowered the corners of her raised lips in a dejected moment, and walked resignedly.

"Where are you going to ask her to go?" A cold voice sounded from behind her, and there was only a loud noise, and a familiar smell spread from behind. hand, a cold body appeared on the back.

Looking up at a loss, she saw Qi Zijian, who was standing beside her, was beaten several meters away, and she and the people behind her were in a magic circle.

Tianyan's buzzing voice was next to her ears, as if she was asking for credit, and behind her was the person she had been thinking about day and night for ten years, and Song Yuyan's eyes gradually became moist.

Back then, outside the wild city, he was also like a fairy. When he was in danger, he saved her from fire and water. She always wanted to repay her, but she didn't want to. She was saved by him time and time again...

"You're here..." Couldn't hold it any longer, Song Yuyan didn't know where the strength came from, turned around and leaned against him, buried her face in his clothes, sucking his breath like a hungry wolf.

"En." Song Qingwu raised his hand and gently brushed her hair.

"Sorry, I am late."