Heartthrob collapsed today 2

This person has a sharp-edged face, a straight nose bridge, sharp and thick eyebrows, and a very conspicuous red hair tail hanging on the shoulders, like the Red River under the sun at sunset.

In the almost dark light inside the car, Fu Zhenhong saw his light coffee-colored eyes, which were calm and calm, somewhat like stars.

"I'm sorry, my lord envoy." After the man said this, he tightened the rope that bound Fu Zhenhong's wrist, and then quickly tied Fu Zhenhong's feet.

Although all limbs were restrained, Fu Zhenhong did not panic at all, he watched the man very calmly.

The man is not a person who talks too much, he avoids Fu Zhenhong's gaze, under Fu Zhenhong's gaze, he closes his thin lips tightly, resisting the stiff tension, and will Fu Zhenhong without saying a word Zhenhong hugged her on the carriage cushion.

After Fu Zhenhong stabilized his figure and sat down, the man immediately withdrew his hand and quickly retreated to a position more than one meter away from Fu Zhenhong.The space in the carriage was not very large, and the man stepped back, his back almost touching the foot of the carriage.

Obviously, the contact with Fu Zhenhong made him not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

The light in the carriage was already very weak, and the candles hadn't been lit yet. As the man stood, he seemed to blend into the night with his black clothes.

At this time, the wheels began to roll.

Under the driver's driving, the carriage moved forward smoothly.

Fu Zhenhong said, "Where is this going?"

"Master God Envoy will know soon." The man didn't intend to reveal anything.His voice was cold, with an inhuman killing air.

Fu Zhenhong didn't continue the topic after hearing the words, but said calmly: "Light the candle."

The man didn't move, he was in the dark shadows, he didn't seem to want Fu Zhenhong to find out more from him.

Fu Zhenhong frowned slightly, her cold voice carried an undeniable force: "Don't make me say it a second time."

His almost commanding tone was very natural.

The arrogance and dignity of a person in a high position makes him still have a magical power that people cannot disobey and defy even in this environment.

This time, the man standing upright like a pine and cypress paused for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he finally moved. He waved his arm towards the candle holder in the carriage, and a small flame shot out from the wick. rise.

Under the flickering of the candlelight, Fu Zhenhong leaned back against the cushion of the chair. The golden mask was slightly reddened by the halo, which made him look more coquettish and mysterious.

If it weren't for the fact that both hands and feet were tied with ropes, Fu Zhenhong, who was sitting so quietly on the chair, would be like a king who can control life and death.

He doesn't need to use a single soldier, because just a staring look is enough to turn all living beings upside down.

Through the curtain that was lifted slightly by the wind as the carriage drove, Fu Zhenhong glanced at the environment passing by the window. It was a section of road he was not familiar with, like a small road.

"What is Amenhotep IV planning to do?" Fu Zhenhong asked, "Thinking of this to prevent me from going to Abydos?"

"Your Majesty is just following orders." The man replied, "I don't know what Your Majesty is going to do."

Fu Zhenhong glanced at the man, "Come here."

This time, the man approached Fu Zhenhong as he said without asking Fu Zhenhong to say it a second time, but he still kept a proper distance from Fu Zhenhong.

"your name?"

It seems that he didn't expect that an envoy like Nefertiti would suddenly ask his name. The man was a little surprised, and there was a faint embarrassment on his originally cold and calm face.

"Huh?" Fu Zhenhong looked at him.

"Gary." The man replied.

"Gary..." Fu Zhenhong said lightly, "I don't like to look up at others, kneel down and talk to me."

Hearing this, Gary didn't immediately kneel down. He noticed the indifferent eyes under the golden mask of Nefertiti, and for the first time deeply realized that the other party was different from the holy and inviolable spirit he had imagined. Make it not quite the same.

He didn't feel angry either, not only because his identity had already tempered his will to remain unchanged in the status level, but also because Nefertiti's words did not contain any humiliating elements, as if in State a simple fact.

Gary landed on one foot and half-kneeled.

But even so, his back was still straight.

Because of the angle, his gaze was now at the same level as Fu Zhenhong's. He looked at these dark blue eyes, and for a moment he had the illusion that he was being sucked into these pupils.

"Gary," Fu Zhenhong stared into Gary's eyes, and slowly read out Gary's name, even her voice softened a little: "My feet are tied, which makes me very uncomfortable. I You need to relax a little bit."

This is not like Fu Zhenhong's usual cold and indifferent voice, but instead has a kind of magnetic seduction, like a dangerous sea monster, tempting the sailors on the ship, and step by step luring the prey into falling into the trap. In the vortex and the storm.

"I know you can do it, right?"

The bewitching voice entered Gary's eardrums, and it rushed into his throat with an itchy feeling, as if rushing down his back to his limbs.

Gary suddenly felt that his fingers were a little stiff, his Adam's apple rolled, and he stretched his hand towards Fu Zhenhong's ankle, but when his fingertips touched Fu Zhenhong, he suddenly woke up as if he had just woken up from a dream. Withdraw your hand.

He lowered his head, stopped looking at Fu Zhenhong, and clenched his hands into fists: "My lord envoy, please don't make things difficult for me."

"Embarrassing?" Fu Zhenhong said: "Now you are the one who committed the crime. You will be sentenced to death if you hold the envoy hostage."

Gary didn't speak, and responded to Zhenhong's words with silence.

But at this moment, the carriage that was running smoothly suddenly seemed to hit something, and the whole body staggered a lot.

Gary stared, got up and quickly got out of the carriage.

Fu Zhenhong stayed alone in the carriage, his hands and feet were trapped and he couldn't move, and he couldn't see what was going on in front of the carriage.

But judging from the sound, it seemed that Gary and his companions disguised as coachmen were fighting with another group of people.

Gary and the coachman were sent by Amenhotep IV, so what about the people who fought with them?

While Fu Zhenhong was thinking, the curtain in front of the carriage was suddenly lifted from the outside, and a man with his face covered and only a pair of eyes exposed from head to toe entered the carriage.

The man stared at Fu Zhenhong for a few seconds, and then hugged Fu Zhenhong without saying anything.

Fu Zhenhong didn't resist, and was taken out of the carriage by the man, and quickly walked away from the battle.

There are only two people, Gary and the coachman, and there are more than 30 people here, and everyone seems to be a well-trained warrior. In the case of two-to-many, Gary is powerful, but to break through the attacks of these people, It was still difficult to get close to Fu Zhenhong quickly, and in the end he could only watch Fu Zhenhong be taken away.

After getting rid of Gary's pursuit, the man hugging Fu Zhenhong covered Fu Zhenhong's eyes with a black cloth.It took about ten minutes before Fu Zhenhong was placed on the seat, and then the black cloth was removed from Fu Zhenhong's face.

Fu Zhenhong opened her eyes, looked around, and found that she was in the canopy of a search boat. Because the hull hadn't started yet, she didn't feel that floating and shaking.

Due to the geographical environment of Egypt, almost most of the roads in Upper and Lower Egypt, which are run through by the Nile River, are waterways, and you need to go to various places by boat.

Fu Zhenhong found that the ship was very large, and the interior decoration was quite expensive and luxurious. This kind of ship was either a merchant ship used for trade or transportation, or a ship only owned by nobles.

But obviously, there is nothing in the canopy that is used for currency transactions, so it should not be a merchant ship.

Excluding the first possibility, only the second is left.However, Fu Zhenhong, as a messenger of the gods, had a high status in the hearts of the Egyptian people. Even the nobles were unlikely to dare to hold him hostage, and he was still in the hands of the chief guard who had just announced it to the public.

They are not nobles in Egypt, but there are some ships that are comparable to nobles, and they have the courage to rob people from Amenhotep IV. There are very few people who can meet the above points at the same time.

Fu Zhenhong looked at the man with a pair of eyes in front of him, who was also looking at Fu Zhenhong.

Sensing Fu Zhenhong's gaze on him, the man pursed his lips and walked up to Fu Zhenhong.

He stretched out his hands and put his palms on the chair handles on both sides of Fu Zhenhong's back, bent down, and made his eyes meet Fu Zhenhong's.

Two seconds later, the man was the first to look away.

He coughed lightly to hide his uneasy mood when he looked at Fu Zhenhong, and then took off the golden mask on Fu Zhenhong's face.

The golden mask was put aside, and the man carefully looked at Fu Zhenhong's flawless face, his eyes were filled with almost greedy appreciation, but also showed a trace of nervousness and caution.

Just when Fu Zhenhong thought the man would say something, the other party suddenly took out the black cloth that covered Fu Zhenhong's eyes just now.

Vision dimmed again.

Fu Zhen's red eyes were covered by the man.

Limbs are tied with ropes, and eyes can't see the surrounding situation. If this situation is replaced by other people, they may already be panicked.But Fu Zhenhong didn't feel any uneasiness, even though what happened did not conform to his planned guess, he remained calm and calm.

At this moment, it was obvious that Fu Zhenhong was in a vulnerable position that should be tense, but the man who blindfolded him seemed to be even more nervous than him.

Fu Zhenhong felt a warm palm on her cheek, and the other's fingertips trembled slightly when they touched his skin.

This may be due to the bodily response of excitement and stimulation, or nervousness, or both.

Fu Zhenhong felt a slight callus on the fingertips where the other party touched him. This position seemed to be the mark of holding a sword all year round.

"Who are you?" Fu Zhenhong asked.

But as expected, Fu Zhenhong did not hear the other party's answer.

The other party obviously did not intend to expose their voice.

And in this case, it was very likely that it was someone Fu Zhenhong knew.

Fu Zhenhong could already judge the identity of this person in her heart.

There was no noise around, and the silence on both sides made the air extremely quiet.Fu Zhenhong heard the other person's breathing very clearly, and also heard the footsteps of another person approaching here not far away.