Princess, she is so fragrant

They ran into the dark depths, the slave on her back, running fast.

It was impossible to stay or stay in the tree. The other party had dogs and could smell their whereabouts.

In fact, the best way is to let the slaves lure away the pursuers.

Wei Zhao understood this, and so did the slave, but none of them said anything, they just moved forward as much as possible, in the direction of the light that the slave saw before.

"The other party gathered here in large numbers, instead of waiting in a place with villages and towns. It shows that their influence is not strong enough to affect the state capital. As long as we enter the crowd, we can say that we are safe." Wei Zhao said with a low voice. head, speak in the ear of the slave.

The slave didn't answer, Wei Zhao heard her breathing heavily, the slave closed his mouth tightly, but her breath was still hot, her body was hot from running, Wei Zhao put his hands on the slave's neck, the temperature was clear to Wei Zhao.Wei Zhao turned her head, and she saw the slave staring ahead. In such a crisis, her expression was unusually calm, as if she had a clear understanding of the road ahead.

Where will she take herself?

Wei Zhao thought about it, and felt like laughing after thinking about it. At this time, she was still in the mood to have such loose thoughts. It seems that the slave really protected herself too well.

Soon, the sound of the river became louder, and the water vapor enveloped the two of them with the chill of the night.The slave slowed down, she found a bush and put Wei Zhao down.Wei Zhao sat among the bushes, looking up at the slave.The moonlight shone down gently, it wasn't a full moon day, and the moonlight wasn't very bright, but it still illuminated Wei Zhao's face, making her look like the mountain ghost in the song.

With a naive and ignorant ignorance of the world.

The slave suddenly smiled, she withdrew her hand, and gently caressed Wei Zhao's cheek with her fingers, as if she didn't intend to: "Since we want to be together, then prepare to fall into the river."

Her explanation was quick and quick, without giving Wei Zhao time to speak: "The river will wash away the smell on us. If the two of us want to escape, this is the best way. I will protect you. But now, I want to go back and eliminate the threat as much as possible."

Wei Zhao's expression moved slightly, and he pressed the slave's hand.

The slave straightened up, and she grabbed the bow and arrow at her waist. At that moment, she seemed to be like an invincible Valkyrie, looking down at her followers.

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon and I won't force myself."

Wei Zhao slowly let go of his hand.She watched the slave get into the grass without looking back, the barking of dogs in the distance seemed to become much louder, and the voices of people could still be faintly heard.It turned out that the pursuers were already so close to them.

Wei Zhao curled up again and hugged his knees.

Rest assured corresponds to worry.

Did the slave think she was worrying about herself?

Wei Zhao thought, of course not, this is really a self-made sentimental slave.Wei Zhao raised his head and looked at the silver moon in the sky. It changed from a crescent moon to a half moon now. It turned out that they had been together for several days.

Then she looked at the river not far away, and the river was splashing. She remembered that she was pushed into the pond by her half-brother when she was young.The water in the pool is not deep but very cold, and the suffocation at that time is still vivid in her memory.

Maybe feel it again.

Thinking of this, Wei Zhao pressed her forehead against her knees. She doesn't like soaking in water, doesn't like cold, doesn't like hunger, suffocation and pain.

Ah, by the way, in fact, she doesn't like death either.

The barking of the dogs became disjointed.Wei Zhao's spirit was shaken, she knew that the slave must have started to act.

What will she do?Wei Zhao only hated himself for not being able to keep up.

Perhaps the slaves parted the long grass and climbed the tall trees.She holds the ash bow in her hand, and she will draw the bowstring under the moonlight, and the feathered arrow rests on her jaw, tense.With the torches shaking, people's eyesight is not so good, and they won't find slaves hiding in the dark, but dogs can't.The dogs must have noticed something, and they barked in the slave's direction.

At this time, the slave let go of the bowstring in his hand.

Wei Zhao has heard the sound of the stringer loosening the strings, it is extremely beautiful, the sound trembles, as if it is integrated with the wind, pulling the silvery arrow, and when no one reacts, it can stab the target.

Just like the voice Wei Zhao heard at the moment.

The dog barked more urgently, panicked voices erupted from the crowd, and the torches were shaking wildly.

But if it is a well-trained team, this will only disturb them, and soon the leader will appear to restrain the team.

If she is a slave, Wei Zhao thought, her next target must be the leader.Those who can make decisions are always a minority, and killing him or them is the best plan for the future.

Wei Zhao stood up, she tiptoed hard, trying to see the distance.

But all she could see was the flickering firelight among the trees.

Large shadows were squeezed together, moving back and forth along the firelight, but Wei Zhao couldn't judge anything.Occasionally, she heard a human voice, with a voice of exasperation, Wei Zhao carefully identified it, it didn't seem to be the accent of Shendu.

Is it someone from here?Wei Zhao thought deeply.

Occasionally there are dogs, whimpering like a defeated dog. I don't know if it's because of fear, or because the slaves killed them.

Animals like dogs are a little more troublesome than humans in places like forests, and it is better to have less if possible.

At this moment, Wei Zhao seemed to feel the same as the slave.Although one of them is in danger, with killing in his hands, the other is safe and calm, and no one notices.

The sound became more scattered, and Wei Zhao heard the sound of bows and arrows piercing through the air.Then, suddenly there was a loud bang.

The forest fell silent for a moment, and then there was a rustling sound, the sound of frightened animals.

Wei Zhao's hand was clenched suddenly, and she recognized the sound.

It's a bird gun.

It is a recent new product.

Wei Zhao's heart suddenly sank.

This is different from bows and arrows. It is difficult to dodge at close range.Because refilling is cumbersome and easily affected by the environment, it is usually not used until the most certain time.

Will slaves die because of it?

Wei Zhao felt his heart twitch.She didn't like her slaves, not from a very young age.

but……

Wei Zhao took a deep breath.

It's not the time yet, Wei Zhao, it's not the time to think wildly.If the slave died, then Wei Zhao had to rely on his own ability to survive.Now, should we go by the waterway as the slave said, or go into the forest and continue on?

Wei Zhao's gaze shifted from the dazzled forest to the rushing river.

Her footsteps moved slightly.

"I'll be back soon"

Suddenly, the slave's strange accent sounded in his mind.

Wei Zhao lowered his eyes.

wait?

Waiting for a slave?

Just for a promise that you don't know the truth of?

Wei Zhao bit her lip, her footsteps turned around, her eyes wandered back and forth, but she still stood there, as if something was holding her tightly, not letting her move.The slave has always been reliable, too reliable, maybe...she should try to trust her...?

Before Wei Zhao could figure it out, the long grass made a rattling sound.Wei Zhao held her breath vigilantly, and the next moment, she saw the slave.The other party pushed aside the long grass, her eyes locked tightly on Wei Zhao's face, and suddenly, she pulled a big smile.

It seems that the whole person is shining brightly.

Wei Zhao was a little dazed, and then she was wrapped up by slaves.She smelled the smell of the slave, and her body fragrance came out of the sweat, which was strange, mixed with the milky smell of grass, and a faint smell of blood.

"you……"

injured?

Wei Zhao spoke.The slave wiped his face and laughed loudly: "I'm back!"

Wei Zhao let out a cry. She was picked up by the slave, and she could only wrap her arms around the slave's neck. She saw the flames getting closer behind her, and the pursuers under the light and shadow looked desperate, but they were caught again. The light and shadow cutting is like a paper man, with a strange sense of weirdness and unreality.

She heard the slave's laughter, loud and clear.

She ran so fast and laughed so loudly that the pursuers behind her seemed to suddenly become ridiculous, as if they had nothing to fear.

Inexplicably, Wei Zhao also laughed.

Then, she felt her waist being hugged tightly, and Wei Zhao subconsciously turned his head to meet the slave's shining eyes.Those green eyes were full of flying, and the owner of the eyes said to her, "Are you ready? Hold your breath."

"Hold me tight."

Wei Zhao felt that the back of her head was being gently held down, wrapping her whole body into the slave's chest.She heard the slave's heartbeat, thump, loud, and fast.She suddenly remembered the day when she and the empress looked at the slave together. The eyes of the other party were full of life, just like the sound of the heartbeat.

Like a ghost, Wei Zhao hugged the slave's waist, and buried himself deeply in this exuberant vitality.

There was a bang, and the water splashed. The eldest princess and her slave were involved in the river, and soon disappeared, leaving only a group of people on the bank watching each other.