A big hand reached out silently from behind and covered Shao Qing's mouth.
She closed her mouth tightly and turned back to look at Wei Jing.
Is that a person on top?
Wei Jing's face was as gloomy as water and he nodded slightly.
The sound of Shao Qing's "thumping" heartbeat seemed to be beside his ears. His hands and feet were cold and he dared not move. The two of them tacitly understood each other and lowered their breathing.
…
"Didn't they say he was poisoned? And he was seriously injured, so why couldn't they find anything after searching all night?"
On the top of the steep slope, there were two groups of people standing there, one in blue and one in black. The middle-aged man who asked the question was wearing an ordinary blue tight-sleeved suit, but when he stood, his feet were habitually turned slightly outward, his chest was straightened and his stomach was pulled in, and his posture when speaking was quite authoritative.
Behind him was a group of men in blue clothes with similar attire. They all stood solemnly in the same posture, holding the same goose-wing swords in their hands. His temperament is very different from the man in black opposite him. He doesn't look like an assassin, but more like a well-trained elite guard.
That’s right. This group of people were the elite from the Imperial Guard. Their leader was General Qiu Zong, a close confidant of the new emperor. This time, they were tasked with the important task of strangling Prince Wei Jing of Qi.
He led his 2,000 elite troops out of the capital in small groups, fearing that the first wave of black-clad assassins would make mistakes so that they could be captured in time.
Who would have thought that after entering Guizhou, it would rain heavily, causing the 2,000 imperial guards who had left the capital to be unable to reunite at the appointed time. Seeing that Wei Jing and his party were about to cross the Qianshui River, if they did not act now they would miss the best opportunity. After discussing with the black-clad leader, Qiu Zong finally decided to take action.
Unexpectedly, things developed in the worst direction.
Qiu Zong's tone was not very good, and the black-clothed leader was also cold: "It rained heavily last night, and we only have more than 20 people. How can we search?"
It cannot be denied that the failed assassination was their mistake, but they are not responsible for the search.
"Then let's search carefully now!"
Qiu Zong was unhappy. The most important thing at the moment was to strangle the King of Qi, otherwise everyone present would suffer. He had to suppress his anger and said, "My people are all here. Can you tell me in detail which direction he fled to?"
"He was seriously injured and poisoned, so he couldn't run far. And he brought a woman with him."
The black-clad leader's tone also softened. He opened the makeshift map and pointed a few times: "Here, here, these two directions, and this area under our feet, they must be there."
He was very confident in his own secret poison and spoke in a firm tone.
Qiu Zong was inspired: "Okay!"
He quickly summoned more than ten of his trusted confidants and ordered them to disperse the two thousand men to various areas and immediately launch a dragnet search.
"Once you find any traces, send an arrow to report it."
Qiu Zong looked at the black-clad leader and said, "When the time comes, please come here immediately."
The King of Qi was extremely powerful, and even though he was wounded by poison, he still did not dare to be careless, as this mission concerned the lives and property of their entire group.
The leader in black did not dare to take it lightly and immediately agreed.
"Okay, speed up the search!"
…
Wei Jing kept his eyes down and listened. Shao Qing stared at him nervously for a long time. He suddenly looked up and said, "We'll leave right away."
The rain was dripping, and the slope was not very low, so he could not hear the conversation clearly, but judging from the noise coming and going, there were quite a few people.
At least it far outnumbered the twenty or so killers that remained that day.
Enemy reinforcements are arriving.
And now there is a group of people searching above your head.
We must leave immediately, while the night is still there and the shadows of the trees and the sounds of rain are covering our way.
Shao Qing nodded immediately and hurriedly stood up with Wei Jing.
"Can you hold on?"
There is no point in cleaning up this hole. As soon as it is discovered, it will be immediately clear that someone has lived there. Shao Qing was afraid that Wei Jing couldn't hold on. He stood up very slowly. He was seriously injured and there was still some poison in his body. It was raining outside.
She went forward to help him, but Wei Jing shook his head. He picked up the sword with one hand and held her waist with the other. He took a deep breath and tiptoed, walked through the thatched grass, passed under the shadows of the trees, crossed the stream, and quickly ran into the dense forest opposite.
The drizzle of rain fell on her face, making her feel a little cold. Shao Qing hugged Wei Jing's waist tightly, feeling somewhat relieved and a little worried. If they walked fast like this, the people at the top of the steep slope wouldn't be able to spot them, but his condition didn't look good and he probably wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
In fact, Wei Jing's condition was worse than she had imagined. He forced himself to run for seven or eight miles, and his chest heaved violently, so he had to stop.
"Let's walk slowly. Don't use your energy anymore."
Wei Jing's face turned green, and Shao Qing was terrified. "Aren't you going to suppress the remaining poison? What if you can't suppress it?"
"We have walked a distance, so they are not searching very quickly."
They are likely to encounter enemies on the way. As the main fighting force, Wei Jing must at least preserve some strength.
Wei Jing nodded. This was what he had originally planned.
At this moment, the issue of gender or maturity did not matter. Shao Qing hurried forward, holding his narrow waist with one hand, holding his arm with the other, and supporting him with his shoulders.
On this muddy mountain road, it is always easier for two people to support each other than to go forward alone.
Wei Jing looked down at her and did not refuse.
The two of them walked, leaning on each other, and did not dare to walk on muddy ground or places with a lot of moss and stones. They only walked on places with grass, and looked back from time to time to minimize traces.
Shao Qing picked up a straighter branch and used it to knock on the grass to keep away snakes and insects, and also as a walking stick.
The rain kept falling, she was soaked all over and felt colder and colder, but fortunately the rain washed away many traces and no enemy discovered or tracked her.
There were several groups of enemies ahead, about ten in a group, lined up in a row and searching carefully. Wei Jing was not surprised to see the familiar gait of the men in blue, and he pulled Shao Qing away silently.
"Husband, do you have a fever?"
They walked in a circuitous way like this, not caring about the directions, until noon, when the rain gradually got heavier. Shao Qing's cold body leaned towards Wei Jing subconsciously, and she suddenly felt that his body temperature seemed to be a little higher than before.
It is actually very normal to have a fever after an injury, but now it is like adding insult to injury.
She looked anxious, and Wei Jing said, "Nothing, I..."
As they were talking, the two of them turned a corner along the mountain wall. Just after taking half a step, he suddenly fell silent, quickly stepped back and pulled Shao Qing back with him.
There was another group of people in blue clothes in front of her. Shao Qing saw them in a flash and she couldn't help but become anxious.
Not long ago, the two of them took this road to avoid the man in blue. Now there is a mountain wall on the left and a deep ravine on the right. They cannot retreat and there is an enemy in front of them. What should they do?
Wei Jing didn't think for too long, and said in a low voice: "Stand back, I will deal with them first."
Since we can't retreat, let's move forward.
This is true, but in his current state, how can he fight ten against one?
Shao Qing held his hand tightly and mouthed, "Be careful!"
Under the drizzling rain, her lips turned blue from the cold, and a few strands of wet and messy black hair stuck to her pale cheeks and neck. She looked at him with an expression of panic and worry.
Wei Jinghui shook her hand and replied, "Nothing."
He raised his chin slightly and let her hide behind a small bush about seven or eight steps away.
This path was mostly made of stones, with no patches of grass or large rocks to provide cover. Shao Qing could only retreat behind some sparse and low bushes and keep his body as low as possible.
She couldn't help, she could only try not to be a hindrance.
Wei Jing did not rush forward, but took a deep breath and jumped onto a slightly protruding part of the mountain wall.
He waited silently. Shao Qing bit her lips tightly behind the bushes. She couldn't help but tremble all over, not knowing whether it was because of the cold or fear.
But she still tried hard to control herself.
Time passed minute by minute, and the rustling sound gradually approached. Shao Qing stared at the gap in the bushes, and suddenly saw three pairs of wet black boots covered in mud turning around first.
The three people did not notice the clues at first, Wei Jing waited for a while, and six or seven people behind him turned in.
He rushed down suddenly, and with a flash of silver sword light, blood marks appeared on the throats of the last four people, and they fell to the ground immediately.
The five or six people in front were startled by the sound and turned around quickly. The silver sword light was as fast as white silk. Wei Jing and the three people in front of him paused and fell down, holding their throats.
Wei Jing jumped up in an instant and six people fell down. His face was as cold as ice and he leaped towards the three people who turned the corner first.
"Quickly fire the flare arrow!"
Among the three men there was a small team leader. When he turned around, he had found that most of his brothers had been killed. He was shocked and angry. The snow-white sword light came again, and seeing that there was no way to avoid it, he made a prompt decision and suddenly pushed his two companions in front of him on the left, causing them to pounce on the tip of Wei Jing's sword.
I tried my best to step back.
The two sturdy bodies did serve as a blocking force for a moment. Even though Wei Jing kicked them away immediately, the team leader had already quickly retreated several steps.
He stumbled and fell backwards, not caring about anything else and quickly reached into his arms.
But Wei Jing had already picked up his sword and rushed forward.
To fire a flare, it takes a little time to pull the fuse, but it may not be enough now. At the critical moment, the team leader's eyes passed through the sparse bushes and met Shao Qing head-on.
This is the woman who has always been traveling with the King of Qi!
His mind raced, and he immediately raised his other hand holding the long knife and threw it towards the bushes with all his strength.
You can only choose one: kill him and intercept the flare arrows, or save this woman!
The sharp blade was splashed with a few bright red spots and flashed with cold light. Everything happened in just a moment. Even though Shao Qing tried her best to lean back, she could only watch the long knife "whoosh" towards her face through the gap in the bushes.
She will die, right?
In a flash, the worried face just now flashed before Wei Jing's eyes, overlapping with a thin figure struggling to drag a stretcher. The tip of his sword paused slightly and suddenly changed direction.
"bite!"
With a crisp sound, he finally knocked the long sword away.
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