Xiao Nanhui's inner rationality had begun to slap himself in the face, but things had already come to this point, and there was no point in regretting. He could only hope to get through this quickly.
A huge force came at her, and the owner of the thigh kicked her hard, trying to kick her away.
But Xiao Nanhui had also used all her might, and the opponent's kick only made her fly slightly, and then she bounced back like a rubber band, howling, "General! Spare my life! My family has only one son, and I only have this one brother. If he dies, the family line will be cut off!"
Xiao Nanhui spoke in authentic Suyan dialect. The people present did not doubt her identity too much. They just thought she was a nosy fool and looked at her with mockery.
As soon as Xiao Nan finished her reply, she felt the cold blade placed on her neck.
"Breaking off the incense? It's not that complicated. I'll just let you die, and there won't be so much trouble."
Xiao Nanhui glared at Wu Xiaoliu fiercely. The other party was looking at her pitifully, and her mind was racing.
If she took action now, all her plans would fail. She was unwilling to let such a great opportunity fall through. However, she did feel guilty if she had to watch Wu Xiaoliu die. After all, she had relied on Wu Xiaoliu to get to this point, and he was dragged into this situation because of her.
Xiao Zhun often taught her one thing: When living in this world, one must have a clear conscience.
She always remembered this, so even though she had often fought on the battlefield, developing the ability to kill instantly, she never abused force, and certainly never stood by and watched someone die. Unfortunately, she wasn't much of an actress; this particular scene was something she'd seen in a playbook. Now, how was she supposed to end it?
In this situation, there may be only one person who can save them.
Xiao Nanhui tried hard to ignore the knife dangling in front of his neck, and suddenly pointed the spearhead at the eldest daughter of the Tian family who was climbing into the sedan chair.
"Miss! You can't just ignore Xiaoliu! He's the child of your aunt's cousin's third daughter-in-law. You can't just ignore his life or death..."
Miss Tian Weiler of the Tian family seldom saw such scenes, and she was frightened silly. She turned around trembling and took a look at Wu Xiaoliu's fat face, but she could not remember the existence of such a person.
With this moment of respite, Wu Xiaoliu's desire to survive finally broke out. He quickly grabbed Tian Wei'er's skirt and said with a look of grievance: "Miss, don't you remember that I went out to buy cakes for you? The master caught me and broke my legs. This time, in order to serve you, I left my new wife behind. You promised me that I would have money, so I followed you. Now, not only do I not see the money, but I am even going to lose my life. Please don't hurt me..."
Not only Miss Tian was stunned, but even Xiao Nanhui was dumbfounded.
This Wu Xiaoliu is really a ruffian. He can come up with such a series of lies without even stuttering. It seems that he has lied a lot in the past.
The man who had just committed the crime was in an awkward situation. On the one hand, he was not sure what the fat servant and Miss Tian were up to, and on the other hand, he was reluctant to let the man go.
Everyone present was also interrupted by this sudden scene and was frozen in place for a moment.
Xiao Nanhui's heart leaped into her throat. Life and death might just depend on someone's thoughts. She secretly prayed that this invisible scale would eventually slide in her favor.
At this moment, a slight sound suddenly came from the quiet and dry air.
It was a cough.
The coughing sound wasn't strange, what was strange was that the sound came from far away, and this far away place seemed to be right above their heads.
The leader holding the gift book was the first to notice, his sharp gaze darting towards the towering cliffs on either side. However, there was nothing there, not a single soul in sight. Furthermore, the cliffs were so steep that even a monkey, let alone a human, would struggle to climb. How could anyone just come and go as they pleased?
Maybe he heard it wrong?
But this did serve as a reminder to him. These were turbulent times, and some things were most unacceptable to be complicated. They had stayed here too long.
Thinking of this, he suddenly called out, "Aqi, Miss Tian will be the governor's wife from now on. Even if you don't want to see the monk, you should see the Buddha's face. Don't make things too embarrassing."
These words were four parts truth and six parts sarcasm, with a kind of contempt that came from deep within.
When you think about the empty mansions in Sudong City, you will know how many girls like Tian Weiler have been buried in this desert, buried in the Sun family of Yanxi City where they have meat to eat and wine to drink.
One more or one less makes no difference.
The man named Aqi finally received the order, and as if doing a great favor, he moved the knife away from Xiao Nanhui's neck, wiped the blood with the hem of his shirt, put it back to his waist, looked gloomily at the three timid people, and then turned around and mounted the camel.
Xiao Nanhui let out a sigh of relief, almost without concealing it, and pulled up Wu Xiaoliu, who was lying on the ground in a heap, and staggered back to the team. Tian Weiler was carried directly onto the camel by two riders.
Apart from the carts full of gold and silver dowry, the horses and sedan chairs in the original caravan were left in place, mixed with the red sedan chair and the bloody corpses on the ground, creating an indescribable desolation.
After entering the massive shadow of Sanmu Pass, Xiao Nanhui, at the end of the team, subconsciously looked back. She didn't know if it was her imagination, but it seemed as if two figures were standing on the shoulders of the towering statue, watching them intently.
A gust of wind blew, and sand drifted in the air. When the sand settled, Xiao Nan went back to look, and the statue was standing there alone again, with no human figure in sight.
She must be dazzled.
Xiao Nanhui wrapped the cloth on his head tightly and hurriedly followed the team into the depths of Bijiang.
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