Escape from the Ghost

Suddenly there were two sounds in the dense grass. Just as the leader of the black shadow turned around, there were two fewer people who came with him.

He took a step forward, and the sound of stepping on dead branches was especially crisp in the night.

The leaves are floating and the breeze is blowing.

He turned sideways abruptly, and the cold blade of the dagger was slashed against the side of his neck. If he made another point, he would be taken by Li Zhaoling to see the King of Hades.

The man in black grabbed Li Zhaoling's wrist with a backhand grip, turned around and put his arm on his shoulder, and fell hard.Li Zhaoling's back was facing down, and the touch of the frozen soil at the end of autumn shook his mind.This boss is very powerful, it seems that today he met his opponent.

Li Zhaoling didn't have time to ease the pain, so he hurriedly got up and took a few steps back.The wound on his shoulder was sticky, stained with his clothes, and numb. He held his breath and tried to make it sound less heavy.

The wind passed through, and the man in black flashed in the moonlight. Li Zhaoling dodged sideways, turned his head, and the man had disappeared.The airflow on the side of his face suddenly changed, Li Zhaoling glanced at the top of his head, and when he dodged, he was a step too late, and received a hard slap on his shoulder.He took two steps back and grunted.

The man sneered and said, "It will be less painful for you if you are arrested."

"Dreaming!" Li Zhaoling quickly tore off his belt, removed the armor on his body, and raised his hand and threw it on the face of the man in black. However, Li Zhaoling was already approaching, and under the moonlight, only the people in black could clearly see his tall nose bridge and fierce eyebrows.

The next moment a silver light flashed, and the black shadow raised his elbow instinctively to avoid it. When he reacted, he felt a pain in his hand, which was chilled by the wind. Upon closer inspection, three fingers were cut off from his left hand.

He yelled, his whole arm trembled, and another shadow flashed by. He was forced to turn around quickly and backed away. With his right hand, he drew out the soft sword on his waist, and slid it against Li Zhaoling's abdomen.Li Zhaoling couldn't dodge in time, and a streak was drawn across his abdomen.

The man in black finally took advantage, holding a sword to take advantage of the victory and pursue.Li Zhaoling took a step back while clutching his wound, the soft sword snapped at hundreds of times, leaving only the handle of the sword in the man in black's hand.

He changed the sword into a knife, held it vertically in his hand and stabbed at Li Zhaoling.Li Zhaoling took another two steps back, leaned against the tree trunk and quickly turned around, the man in black's broken sword was stuck straight into the tree trunk.

Li Zhaoling just stood still, when two black shadows flashed in the air, he turned over and hid in the grass.

one two three four……

Counting the man in black who just faced off, there are four dead soldiers left.The sweat on Li Zhaoling's forehead became thicker and thicker, his head felt dizzy, and his consciousness gradually became cloudy.He pinched his thigh heavily, bent his body out of the grass and continued to stare at the movement in the darkness.

Snapped----

The sound of fallen leaves shattering was extremely soft. Li Zhaoling turned his head hastily. The man in black in front of him had already raised his sword at him. He rolled to his side, and in a hurry, he didn't know where the dagger in his hand fell.

The man in black seized the moment of his panic, threw himself on him and raised his sword again.Li Zhaoling gritted his teeth and clasped the man in black's wrist tightly. His arm became more and more numb, and his strength was almost withered.Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to sink into his chest, there was a sudden noise in the grass. When the man in black raised his head, the cold sword had already pierced his throat.

Li Zhaoling finally breathed a sigh of relief, and put his hands down on the ground.Song Muzhi took off the black scarf on his face, knelt down and asked, "Are you injured?"

Li Zhaoling stretched out his hand, motioning for Song Muzhi to help him up.

Song Muzhi frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to step on Li Zhaoling's shoulder and pulled him up.As soon as Li Zhaoling got up, his face immediately changed. He hugged Song Muzhi, turned half a circle, and said in a low voice, "Be careful."

Song Muzhi turned sideways and quickly thrust out a sword, and the man in black knelt down on the ground clutching his chest.Li Zhaoling couldn't stand anymore, and leaned against Song Muzhi with his arms around him, panting heavily.

Song Muzhi held Li Zhaoling in his arms, and asked softly, "Can you...can you go?"

Li Zhaoling slowly pushed Song Muzhi away, smiled wryly and said, "You can't die, you can kill people."

Song Muzhi shook his head helplessly. Many years later, the little wild man has grown into a real man, and he no longer needs his soft words to comfort him, but he didn't expect that he still remembered the mantra of laughing at the killing field.

With breath in his ears, Song Muzhi pulled Li Zhaoling over, and the two of them bent down and hid in the grass.

Several men in black hurried past, and Song Muzhi heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of footsteps fading away. Li Zhaoling half leaned against Song Muzhi, turned his face slightly, and stared at the person's profile, forehead, nose, lips, He was handsome with a straight face, and although there was a murderous look between his brows, it was still exceptionally clean.

Li Zhaoling blinked, and the shadow in front of her eyes began to blur.But even so, he couldn't bear to close his eyes. Looking at it, he felt that even the moonlight around him was beginning to soften, and he couldn't help but feel a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He held Song Muzhi's hand tightly, and when Song Muzhi turned his head, Li Zhaoling was already leaning firmly in his arms and holding his hand tightly, placing it in his heart. The thin tears seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and he slowly closed his eyes.

"Li Zhaoling?" Song Muzhi shuddered unnaturally, frowned and slowly lowered his ears to Li Zhaoling's sniff, and felt relieved when he heard the long and subtle breathing.He squeezed his whole body into his arms.

"Go! Look over there—"

More than a dozen torches were lit in the darkness, and ambushes were everywhere.The guards brought out with him didn't know where they were scattered at this time.And...he looked down at the person in his arms and sighed, let's find a place to heal his injuries first...

When this round of people dispersed, Song Muzhi carried Li Zhaoling on his shoulders and continued to walk deeper into the forest.

Water dripped from the dark and damp rock walls, and only a bonfire was lit in the deep cave.

Song Muzhi tore off the cloth strips from the skirt of his underwear, took out the hemostatic medicine from the small bag Su Ningzi helped him with, and helped Li Zhaoling remove his armor.

Li Zhaoling was only wearing a light-colored inner robe, which was stained with blood on one dark spot and one light spot.He closed his eyes tightly, the sweat on his forehead slid down the side of his face, his hands were clenched tightly by his sides, and his forearms trembled slightly because of too much force.

Song Muzhi gently pulled away Li Zhaoling's shirt, the blood from the wound was stuck to the fabric, he said softly, "Be patient."

Li Zhaoling nodded, and following Song Muzhi's movement of ripping off his clothes, he clenched his teeth and let out a muffled grunt, finally heaving a sigh of relief.One on the shoulder and one on the abdomen. Fortunately, the wound is not too deep.

Song Muzhi sprinkled the medicine powder, wrapped it with cloth strips, and said, "This is not far from the camp. We will set off at dawn." He had just helped Li Zhaoling close his clothes when he was held tightly by his hand.Song Muzhi's eyes froze, and he wanted to pull his hand back, but Li Zhaoling frowned, but his hands were full of energy.

Li Zhaoling's palm was covered with sweat, and it fell on the back of Song Muzhi's hand, which was sticky, wet and hot.Song Muzhi sighed and said, "I am very grateful for what you did for me, thank you."

Li Zhaoling opened his eyes slightly, looked at Song Muzhi shaking his head, finally let go of his hand, and said in a low voice: "I didn't want you to thank me, I..." He saw Song Muzhi raised his eyes and swallowed the last half sentence talk.

Song Muzhi sat down next to him and said, "Zhaoling, I'm sorry."

"Why...apologize." Li Zhaoling deliberately turned his head away and looked up from this angle, just enough to take in all of Song Muzhi's expressions.

Song Muzhi hesitated, and said, "As the coach, I'm not doing well enough."

Li Zhaoling looked at Song Muzhi thoughtfully, the next moment, he stood up suddenly, met Song Muzhi's eyes, and said, "You..." He paused, and asked, "You have me in your heart, don't you?"

Song Muzhi looked away, without shaking his head or nodding, neither admitting nor denying.

Li Zhaoling grabbed Song Muzhi's wrist, straightened his upper body, and pushed him to the ground.

He moved so swiftly that Song Muzhi was powerless to resist, so he could only stare in amazement and said, "You still have injuries on your body, what are you doing?"

Li Zhaoling lay on Song Muzhi's body, during the tearing, Baipi slipped from Song Muzhi's chest, Li Zhaoling picked up the dagger, and repeated: "You have me in your heart, don't you?"

Song Muzhi bit his lip and said loudly, "Yes!"

The loud voice echoed in the cave for an unknown number of times, and fell in Li Zhaoling's ears, but he was afraid that he had heard it wrong, so he didn't get distracted for a long time. After a long while, the surprise in his eyes finally brought endless burning, as if he could Roast people at any time.

"It's not just you..." Song Muzhi turned his face away, stopped looking at Li Zhaoling, and said stubbornly, "I still have Xia Houyong, Zhao You, Wang Xin, everyone in the Song family army, all the sentient beings in the Northern Wei Dynasty, and tens of millions of people in my heart." They are all waiting for us to win the battle and return home with glory.”

Li Zhaoling looked at Song Muzhi with a mixture of astonishment, surprise, disappointment, and frustration in his eyes, without any concealment.He lifted Song Muzhi's chin and turned to himself, forcing the person in front of him to look at him, and said angrily, "You...why don't you answer me directly?"

Song Muzhi avoided Li Zhaoling's hand and said, "I didn't..."

"Why don't you dare to look at me without you? Look at me!" Li Zhaoling's lips were pale, but his strength was terrifying. He raised his hand to caress the back of Song Muzhi's head, and kissed the man's lips.

"Hmm..." Song Muzhi stared. Seeing Li Zhaoling's pale face, he dared not move and could only hide.

Li Zhaoling didn't give this person a chance to escape, just went on a rampage.At this moment, there is only one thought in his mind, even... Even if Song Muzhi drives him away now, even if the Song Family Army never wants him, there are some things that must be said today.

Because, he was fed up with this kind of muddleheaded life without love, he must have an answer that would allow him to continue walking and love.Even the most humble waiting needs strength.

Song Muzhi wanted to stretch out his hand to push Li Zhaoling away, but when his hand touched Li Zhaoling's shoulder, Li Zhaoling's face immediately changed and he frowned.

"You're fine..."

Just after asking half a sentence, Song Muzhi was locked up by Li Zhaoling again.He finally gave up struggling, but he didn't respond, and was pressed to the ground without moving.

After a while, Li Zhaoling finally let go, lowered his eyes, and said, "You...you really hate me so much."

Song Muzhi raised his eyes again, looked at Li Zhaoling and said, "Li Zhaoling, I have been doomed for a long time in my life. Life cannot belong to me alone, so... I also hope that you will not live for me all the time."

Li Zhaoling sneered, leaning against Song Muzhi's shoulder, and said in a long and distant voice, "It's late, how can I get back what I have already handed over?"

"what……"

Li Zhaoling buried her face in Song Muzhi's shoulder, hugged him, avoided his eyes, hid her lost expression, and whispered, "Sincerely..."

Song Muzhi shook his head and said: "No matter what I think in my heart? What decision? We can't be together forever, the battlefield is ruthless, just in case... in case I..."

Li Zhaoling raised his head, met Song Muzhi's eyes, and said, "There is no chance, Song Muzhi, I will always guard you in my life, even if you go to the ends of the earth, hell, I will follow you, wait for you, and protect you , as you said, waiting is love and responsibility, it is a country and a person, and you are this person."

"........."

"Can you promise me? After this battle is over, don't run away and look at me." Li Zhaoling closed his eyes, then slowly opened them, and said, "Please ask yourself seriously, okay?"

Song Muzhi lowered his eyes, and finally nodded after a while.

Li Zhaoling raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, and the next moment his body tilted and he rolled to the ground.

"Li Zhaoling?"

Song Muzhi pushed the person on the ground and found that he was just unconscious.The bonfire hid aside, making a "hiss..." sound, and the dim light hit Li Zhaoling's side face, with tough and resolute lines.

How could this person be so stubborn?

Song Muzhi raised the corners of his mouth involuntarily as he watched, and muttered: "You are really a child." He took off his coat, helped Li Zhaoling cover it up carefully, sat down against the wall, and carefully lifted Li Zhaoling's head, Put it on your legs.

Hearing Li Zhaoling's even breathing, he raised his eyes to see the flames dancing in the air, and hesitated in his heart.

Counting tonight, for a full ten days, I don't know how Qingzhi is doing now?