It was cold back then

The night wind was raging, and the whistling sound outside the car lasted for a long time, making it quite noisy.

Feeling the speed of the carriage under her feet, Qi Sang stretched out her hand to lift the curtain to look outside, then turned her head and said, "Didn't Lan Xin say that it was coming soon? Why is the horse running so fast all of a sudden?"

Inside the car, the beauty in red was sitting firmly, holding a small bamboo tube for sending messages in her hand.

It was taken from the leg of a carrier pigeon that flew in not long ago.

The beauty heard it, but she didn't answer, she just stared at something thoughtfully.

Seeing that she was uncharacteristically silent, Qisang looked at her hand and asked, "What did you write? Show me."

For no reason, Meng Qing suddenly sneered and said incomprehensibly, "It really is."

Qi Sang was puzzled: "What are you talking to yourself? Is that information about Biyun Villa?"

Meng Qing's gaze eased a lot when she moved to her face, and she was about to reply, but a sharp pain came from her body at this moment, and she immediately coughed violently.

They drove day and night, not to mention the turbulence of the carriage and horses, and she was seriously injured, and she was struggling to support herself on this journey. Seeing this, Qisang helped her stabilize: "Do you want to be okay? Just bear with it, Qi Xing The court will be here soon."

Suddenly, Meng Qing pulled her into his arms.

Her breathing was a little short, as if secretly suppressing the restlessness in her body, she hugged her tightly.

Qi Sang's first reaction was to push her away, but just as she raised her hand, Meng Qing's voice rang in her ears: "I did what I promised you."

Qi Sang was puzzled.

She looked up at her: "Did something happen?"

Meng Qing looked back at her, feeling a little unsure of what to say, and after a while she said softly: "No matter what happens, since I said I would give up Zijinguan, I will never go back on my word, don't worry .”

Qi Sang sensed something was wrong: "What's wrong with Zijin Pass?" She thought for a while, "According to the time, Yue Chuhan should attack the city in just two days. Could it be some accident?"

Through the gap raised by the car curtain, Meng Qing looked at the night outside, and said in a low voice, "She has captured Zijin Pass, and she is inside the pass at this time."

When Qisang heard it, she immediately expressed joy: "Really? That's great!"

Although the Eastern Territory lost the Passing Customs, it now has the Zijin Pass. Compared with the distance of the Passing Customs, the Zijin Pass is closer to Biyun Villa, and it is more convenient to manage. It can also pose a threat to the Seven Star Pavilion. For the Eastern Realm , is naturally a rare good thing.

She finally helped Yue Chuhan win some benefits, which can be regarded as compensation for her previous stalking.

Qi Sang felt happy from the bottom of her heart: "I saw you arranging Lan Xin to remove the guards and people of Zijin Pass a few days ago. I thought you were just putting on a show, but I didn't expect it to be true." A bright smile that I haven't seen for a long time bloomed, "Thank you."

The hand holding her tightened subconsciously, and Meng Qing stared at her with eyes that could not be concealed: "You don't need to say thank you, just trust me."

Qi Sang smiled all over her face: "As long as you don't lie to me or take advantage of me, of course it's fine to trust you."

Meng Qing was silent.

In the boundless night scene, the carriage galloped faster and faster.

Qi Sang snuggled into her arms obediently, and even forgot to push her away when she was in a happy mood, she just asked: "You are running so fast, do you plan to go to Zijin Pass now?"

Meng Qing sighed inaudibly: "You will leave sooner or later."

Hearing the disappointment hidden in her words, Qi Sang was quiet, and jokingly said: "Why do you feel that you don't want me to go? You don't want to let me go back at this juncture!"

Meng Qing said: "No."

Qi Sang was relieved: "That's good."

The moonlight was clear, but the inside of the carriage was dark, the carriage was jolting violently, and the two hugged each other tightly.

Smelling the familiar fragrance in her breath, Qi Sang realized that she was intimacy with her, then moved her body and said, "I can sit still by myself, please let me go."

Meng Qing seemed to have not heard what she said, and still hugged her in her arms.

Qi Sangfu raised her head again: "Hello."

Hearing this "Hello", the corners of Meng Qing's lips curved slightly.

She said softly, "Don't call me hello."

Qi Sang blinked her eyes: "Meng Xizhu?"

Meng Qing gave a low "hmm".

For some reason, Qi Sang wanted to laugh: "Why do you care so much about titles?"

In the hazy vision, Meng Qing's voice revealed a long-lost gentleness: "I care."

Qi Sang said: "What do you care about? It's just a title. You see, I don't care what you call me." Speaking of which, she curled her lips, "Although we haven't heard you call me since we fell out. my name."

After finishing speaking, Meng Qing bowed his head and leaned closer to her, and said softly, "Sang'er."

The simple two words were uttered softly, obviously they had been called countless times before, but at this moment when they were heard in the ears, it was as if a warm spring breeze gently caressed the heart, itching, soft, evoking a A subtle gesture.

Qi Sang couldn't help being stunned.

It seems that there is an unknown seed buried in the deepest part of my heart, and those two words are sweet rain and dew. Once sprinkled, the seed will break through the ground and sprout in an instant.

There was a momentary wavering in her heart, but Qisang quickly regained her composure: "What?"

Meng Qing touched her face and smiled slightly: "Didn't you ask me to call you?"

With warm warmth in the palm, slowly moving between them, not offensive, Qi Sang said silently for a moment: "I never said that."

The beautiful face approached, and the dreamy eyes reflected the little moonlight outside the window, looking very soft.

Without warning, Meng Qing suddenly touched her lips.

There is no extra stay, no extra movement, just a slight touch, and soon separated.

Qi Sang froze immediately: "You..."

"Don't be afraid."

Looking straight into her eyes, with a soft smile on her face, Meng Qing said softly, "You have to go."

Qi Sang stared at her: "I'm leaving, why?"

"Remember what I said before?"

"What?"

"After you return to Biyun Villa, you may have a bad life."

Why does she keep reminding this?Qi Sang was puzzled, but didn't ask.

"If you are in a difficult situation, or if you are not happy, as long as you want, I can take you back to the Seven Star Pavilion."

Qi Sang thought for a while, then raised her eyes and said, "Is there something else you're hiding from me?" After asking, she realized that the words were meaningless, and then said, "As long as you don't harm me, I should be able to stay in Biyun Villa." Well done."

Meng Qing twitched the corner of her mouth: "I hope."

The previously quiet atmosphere suddenly disappeared, and it became indescribable in a blink of an eye, and Qisang suddenly felt a little inexplicably uneasy.

The wind blows the curtain, revealing the scenery outside the window. In the distance, a tall city wall slowly emerges in the field of vision.

Is that Zijin Pass?

Qi Sang stared at that place intently, the sudden anxiety just now became more and more intense as the city wall approached.

She unconsciously grabbed Meng Qing's clothes.

Why do you feel anxious?Tonight... Can I really go back without any problems?

The expression on the fair little face was complex, with expectations, hopes, uncertainties and deep doubts.

There was a slight throbbing pain in her chest, Meng Qing looked at her wordlessly for a while, and said, "Stop."

The carriage that was moving rapidly just now stopped immediately.

The distance between the gate and the city was fixed, Qi Sang turned around and said, "Why did it stop?"

Meng Qing took her hand and walked outside the carriage, and replied: "Your identity with me is a hostage."

Qisang's legs and feet were numb, and she swayed all of a sudden: "What happened to the hostage?"

All kinds of complex emotions were pressed down, and Meng Qing returned to his usual indifferent appearance.

"If you are a hostage, you should look like a hostage."

Before Qisang could ask another question, she hugged her horizontally, and then flew away to hide in the forest.

……

The river flowed by, the motorcade lined up neatly, and a large number of Seven Star disciples appeared by the moat.

At the same time, the disciples who were forced to leave the pass city all rushed forward together, and the two sides converged to squeeze the riverside to a tight place.

Only the exquisite carriage in the center remained silent.

The black-clothed girl in the royal chariot landed lightly. In the moonlight, her veil was blown to pieces by the wind. Her eyebrows and eyes were very beautiful. With a tap of her toes, she crossed the river and the high wall, and landed right in front of the gate.

Seeing the neat figure, Pei Lu immediately said, "It's Lan Xin, the envoy of Qixing Pavilion. It seems that Meng Qing has also arrived."

Now that the confrontation is unavoidable, Yue Chuhan stepped forward: "Where is Meng Qing!"

The disciple behind him quickly greeted him, Lan Xin didn't say a word, she just raised her finger and pointed at the high city wall.

Seeing her movements, Yue Chuhan turned around, and when his eyes touched the two figures behind him, murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Beside the city wall, beside the blazing bonfire, the beauty in red was standing condescendingly, her black hair fluttering, her face was obviously pale, but her eyes were calm and her demeanor was calm.

And beside her, stood a young girl wearing a rouge-colored skirt.

Across the long distance, Yue Chuhan secretly clenched the long sword in his hand as his eyes collided.

I haven't seen each other for many days, and my heart is full of joy, but I didn't expect that the eyes she looked at him were colder than ever before. The smile on Qisang's face froze, and the uneasiness in her heart was magnified again. few.

With a slight movement of her figure, she subconsciously took a few steps forward, and Meng Qing pulled her back to her side at the right time, and grabbed her.

"Attack the unprepared, replace the city with the city, the better the master, the better the countermeasure."

Yue Chuhan's face turned cold, and he said in a cold voice, "Let him go."

Meng Qing smiled gracefully: "Biyun Mountain Villa attacked my Qixing Pavilion city and killed my disciples in the pavilion. Master Yue thinks that the owner of this pavilion will return him to you so easily?"

Yue Chuhan snorted and said, "It's up to you whether to let him go or not."

Meng Qing asked directly: "Fengshenjue, did the owner of Yuezhuang bring it?"

"You think I'll give it?"

"Without the Conferred God Jue, this pavilion master will not let people go."

"Then I will kill you."

Meng Qing hooked the corners of her lips, and said sweetly: "Forgive me for my blunt statement, you are still not my opponent."

"Perhaps not in the past," Yue Chuhan said, "Now that you are seriously injured and unable to use your true energy, it is easy for me to kill you."

Raising her arms, and gently stroking Qisang's neck with five fingers, Meng Qing said slowly, "It's easy for me to kill you, little junior sister." After she finished speaking, she looked at the scene inside and outside the city, "Even if the pavilion master There are no hostages, does Master Yue think that your current military strength can defeat Qixing Pavilion?"

Yue Chuhan said angrily: "Meng Qing—!"

Qisang could hear the conversation between the two clearly. When Meng Qing flew her up the city wall, she didn't have time to look at it, but after Meng Qing just reminded her, she came to her senses and hurriedly looked around. .

There are countless seven-star disciples gathered outside the city, but there are only a few Biyun disciples in the city, and all of them are injured and look embarrassed. On the top of the high mountain in the north, there are still many archers standing intently.

No matter how you look at this scene, Biyun Villa is at an absolute disadvantage, at a complete disadvantage.

This is what she said, Yue Chuhan has already won the Zijin Pass?

For a moment, Qisang's heart felt cold.

Obviously, I have warned myself countless times in my heart that I can't trust her easily, but I still can't hold back my hope in her. I probably shouldn't have such a fluke, thinking that she will really do what she says and stop using lies. But not so, she still lied to her.

The heart seemed to be stabbed severely by someone, and a deep wound was cut. The seed that germinated not long ago, withered and died quickly at this moment, turning into a piece of fine dust, and annihilated in the heart in the blink of an eye.

She lowered her head and endured the pain and suffering in her heart silently, unable to speak a word.

The emotional changes of the people around her were too obvious, and Meng Qing immediately noticed that she hesitated for a moment, and wanted to say something to her, but before she could speak, Yue Chuhan asked at this time: "What do you want?" Only then are you willing to let people go."

Hearing this, Meng Qing didn't take her eyes off Qi Sang, she replied calmly: "If you have the ability, come and grab it."

The disciple had lost too much, and there was not much left, so a direct confrontation could only put his wealth and life in her hands, Yue Chuhan's face turned livid.

At this time, Wu Yulong who was behind him suddenly said: "Master Yue, if you really want to save someone, Wu can help you with all your strength."

Yue Chuhan didn't get overwhelmed by anger, and asked, "Conditions?"

Earlier, he said he was just coming to join in the fun, spread the name of Xueyu by the way, and voluntarily gave up the great opportunity to make friends with Biyun Villa, but now he suddenly proposed to help her save people, so it can be seen that this person must have other purposes .

As if he knew what she was thinking, Wu Yulong smiled and said: "Master Yue can rest assured, Wu has no other plans, but the current situation in Guizhuang is really not optimistic. The big ones may be encircled and suppressed so far, so if they want to have a conflict with that pavilion master at this time, the Yuezhuang master has no advantage at all."

Yue Chuhan was a little impatient: "Elder Wu has something to say."

Then I heard Wu Yulong say: "All of my Xueyu disciples are very good at archery. In the whole world, I dare to be the second, and no one dares to be the first. If the owner of Yuezhuang is willing, the three thousand sects in Xueyu tonight are up to you." Fighting and killing the enemy, even though there are many disciples in the Qixing Pavilion, no matter how powerful the real people are, it is difficult to defend against them, not to mention we can still guard and fight in the city, what does the Yue Zhuang think?"

Yue Chuhan frowned: "There's no need to analyze the situation, I understand all of this, I just ask what your conditions are."

Wu Yulong said calmly: "I have something to do, I want to ask Yue Zhuangzhu to help a group, and this matter can only be done by you, no one else can, but it is inconvenient to say why it is right now, when the dust of tonight is settled, If the owner of the Yue Village is an honest person, how about Wu Mou revealing it at that time?"

Yue Chuhan understood, pondered for a moment, and said, "If that's the case, Elder Lao Wu will be there."

With the strong support of Xueyu Sanqianzong, even if the strength is still insufficient, it is still enough to fight against the Seven Star Pavilion.

Hearing the conversation between the two, everyone was delighted.