Updated: 2012-04-16

The girl had blood on the corner of her mouth, her face was pale, and she was shaking on the horse's back.

"Os Qingqing?"

Li Xian was stunned and then wanted to meet him, but his legs were still so soft that he couldn't run away. He walked to Ou Siqingqing with a knife as a stick and looked up at the girl's embarrassed and crisp face.

"Li Xian...help me."

After seeing Li Xian's face clearly, Ou Siqing's eyes suddenly lit up but soon dimmed. Her body softened and slowly fell from the horse's back. Before she fell off the horse, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to touch the familiar face, but before she could touch it, she had no strength anymore.

Li Xian reached out to hug her, his arms were still sore, and the two fell to the ground together.

He held her back and shook it gently.

"Osi Qingqing..."

Li Xian called her name and then stopped suddenly. Then he raised his hand and put it in front of him and looked. The hand holding her back felt a wetness, which was the blood that had soaked in her clothes. On her back, there was a cut-off arrow shaft exposed part of it outside her body, and the wound was almost facing the heart on the left side of her back. Li Xian's face turned pale in an instant, and he looked at the blood on his hands in a daze and was stunned.

But soon he regained his mind, and the raging flames in his eyes gradually faded.

He turned around and looked at Dugu Ruizhi: "Little Brother Po...please"

Dugu Ruizhi sighed, bent down and carried Ou Siqingqing up and turned to run towards his room. Ou Siqingqing's guards wanted to follow him, but were stopped by the blood cavalry. The remaining guards were also injured, and each of them had a layer of blood. The blood was covered with dust, so it looked very dark and heavy. A grassland man whose left half of his shoulder was neatly cut off could not hold on and fell to the ground. The body with half of his shoulder and one arm was spasmed on the ground, which looked strange and terrifying.

The blood cavalry formed a cold circle and looked at the grassland people, not talking or saving each other.

The gates of the camp were closed and archers had already climbed the tower.

"They are not enemies for the time being."

Li Xian said lightly, the calmness on his face was a little hypocritical.

“Who speaks Chinese?”

He asked.

A Khitan man in his forties fell to the ground with a wound on his thigh covering his wound, his face pale as if paper. He raised his head and glanced at Li Xian, and took a deep breath: "You'd better get closer to me."

He looked down at the wound on his thigh that was still bleeding: "My voice will become smaller and smaller, and I'm afraid you won't be able to hear it clearly."

When Li Xian saw his wound clearly, he knew that he would not live long.

Although he didn't know how far they had been to the Blood Riding Camp, his ability to stay awake while losing too much blood was enough to show that this was a man with perseverance. Even the enemy was respectable. He spoke very slowly and his tone was dull, and he did not have the fear of being irreversible to death. He knew that he could no longer save him, and the blood flowing out of his body could fill his wine bag. The reason why he was not in a coma was perhaps even he himself felt that this was Changshengtian's care for him.

"I am a member of the Heda and He tribe of the Khitan. It seems that you know Ou Siqingqing. I'm going to tell you a long story, and I hope there is still time."

He touched his waist, but found a hole in the wine bag.

“Is there any wine?”

He asked.

Li Xian stood up and took off the wine bag from the waist of a blood cavalry and handed it to the Khitan man.

The Khitan man looked at Li Xian gratefully, then poured half a bag of spicy wine in one breath. Perhaps because he drank too hard, he coughed violently, but the wine sprayed from his mouth changed color for some reason. The wine was as red as blood in the sunset.

"Lord Ai Jin went to the north bank of the Sila Mulun River to find Su Chuan tribe in the Su Chuan tribe to seek alliance resistance against the Xi people. Su Chuan Xinmi agreed and took 10,000 cavalrymen south. A month ago, Turkic special agent Ashina went to Su Chuan tribe, and did not allow Su Chuan Xinmi to send troops. That wolf cub!"

The Khitan man's eyes were dazed for a moment, revealing hatred.

"Su Chuanxinmi poisoned Ajin's wine. Ajin was caught by Su Chuanxinmi, and the guards were all killed in battle. Su Chuanxinmi wanted to hand over Ajin to Ashina, but Ke Dun took us to save Ajin after getting the news. He was ambushed by the sacred people. Dalang Changhong protected Ke Dun and ran southeast, and we were separated to you. Ou Siqingqing said that she knew you, and could... help her."

His words were very chaotic and the logic was no longer clear. Intermittently, the story was like a chaotic film. But Li Xian still clearly found three of the key points, which is why Ou Siqingqing appeared here.

Mo Hui was arrested, Chen Wanrong was unknown to life and death, and she was very helpless.

That day, he left, but she did not try to keep him.

Li Xian knew that his ruthless words hurt the girl's self-esteem. Perhaps the two of them really didn't meet again. He was calm, and she was proud, so proud that if she hadn't encountered a crisis that could not be solved, she would rather have pain and tears in her heart and choose to forget that short encounter. From the look of her eyes when she broke up that day, Li Xian understood her pride.

She came to me for her father and mother.

Li Xian felt a little painful in his heart. It was not like a knife carving an axe, but it was as clear as a mosquito bite and a bug biting and grinding, and even more uncomfortable.

This feels bad, very bad.

He left, in order to avoid this feeling, he would rather cut one knife and make it painful for two parts.

"Will Moh still be alive now?"

Li Xian took a sip of wine into the Khitan man's mouth, and then poured the remaining wine on the Khitan man's face. The Khitan man who had slowly closed his eyes opened his eyes again, looked at Li Xian, and suddenly smiled: "You disturbed me so much that I died, but thank you, let me take a look at the sun more."

Li Xian was shocked and felt a sense of sadness for the Khitan man.

"Ai Jin should still be alive. Su Chuan Xinmi is a hypocritical villain, so he is very brave! I don't know what happened, Ashina went to Hu until he went to the Junren tribe. Su Chuan Xinmi couldn't wait for him, so he didn't dare to kill Ai Jin!"

After saying that, he looked at Canyang with nostalgia and said to Li Xian with a smile: "Stop disturbing me anymore, I just saw Jiangnan."

Jiangnan!

Li Xian suddenly stiffened and his hands slowly stroked the man's eyes.

He is not a Khitan, he comes from Jiangnan.

Li Xian took a deep breath, stood up, feeling that the power that had just been hollowed out in his body was gradually replenished. Perhaps death is the most exciting scene, and even fatigue can drive away from his body. He slowly swept the faces of the Khitans and tried to find another face from the Central Plains. He could hardly help but roar, trying to vent the inexplicable depression and anger in his heart.

Ou Siqingqing's mother was the former royal family of Nanchen. When she escaped, she was surrounded by a group of loyal guards.

I don’t know, how many people are still alive now.

"You're going?"

I don’t know when Daxi Changru appeared beside Li Xian, stretched out his hand and patted Li Xian’s shoulder and gently suppressed the young man’s anger. His voice was not loud, but it seemed like a lake of clear water poured on Li Xian’s forehead. Li Xian turned around and looked at Daxi Changru, silent. He knew that he shouldn’t go, as it would affect too many people. And Ou Siqingqing had no deep feelings with him, and it had nothing to do with the Blood Riding!

Li Xian looked at Da Xi Changru's eyes, and he could read out the meaning of the look to express.

“Master…”

Li Xian nodded: "I'm going."

Daxi Changru was stunned, then shook his head: "I won't send someone to help you."

Li Xian smiled and said, "I know."

"Why have to go? It's worth it?"

Daxi Changru did not get angry, but asked word by word.

Li Xian shook his head: "It's not worth it, but I won't sleep well if I don't go."

Daxi Changru nodded: "I will not send it to you even if I am alone."

Li Xian raised the black straight knife and smiled: "This is enough."

He turned around and asked the last three Khitans: "I am the only one who comes with you to save Mohui here. Do you dare to kill him again?"

Chao Qiuge stood beside Li Xian and said Li Xian's meaning again in Khitan language. After saying that, he turned around and looked at Daxi Changru apologetically: "He is already a man."

Daxi Changru and Taoism: "Yes, I know. But the Blood Rider will not make unnecessary sacrifices."

Chao Qiuge smiled: "I will help him in my personal capacity and will not involve others."

Daxi Changru frowned and asked, "Give me a reason to agree."

Chao Qiuge walked to Daxi Changru and whispered to him: "That girl looks at An Zhi differently!"

After saying that, he raised his voice and said, "Just bet. An Zhi always wants to return to the Central Plains. He has many friends in the northern part of the country. If he can't survive in the Central Plains in the future, he can have a place to settle down on the grassland. No one can tell the future, and he can't say that he will ask others for help in the future. Besides, even if An Zhi and my skills cannot save people, it will be fine to escape."

Daxi Changru shook his head: "What if you die?"

Chao Qiuge thought about it and said seriously: "Brother, I haven't killed anyone for a long time, Turkic."

He didn't call him General, but his elder brother.

Daxi Changru sighed and stopped talking.

Chao Qiuge smiled brightly and asked the three Khitans: "Don't tell me that you are all scared. Don't you grassland men say you are brave?"

The three Khitans looked at each other, and one of them stood up slowly and said with a smile: "If I die, I will never see Qingniu Lake again... But if I go back like this, I will feel even more uncomfortable than death. The tribe members will look down on me, including my son, who is already five years old, and he always says I am the bravest man!"

The other two Khitans also stood up. They patted the first one to stand up on the shoulder and said, "Heroes can't be made by you alone. Ajin is good to us."

Chao Qiuge repeated their words to Li Xian. Li Xian smiled and said, "Leave one person. When Ou Siqingqing wakes up, you two will immediately rush back to your tribe and bring as many people as possible to pick us up. If there is no support, even if we can rescue Mohui, we will not be able to run far away! Of course, if Ou Siqingqing can't wake up, the people who stay must rush back to find someone tomorrow morning at the latest!"

He slowly walked back to his room, packed the two-stone hard bow, brought two armor-breaking cones full of quiver pots, and the dagger given by the Red Buddha. He put all the wrist crossbows on his left and right hands, lime powder, poison, and blow tube into the deer leather bag by his waist. Finally, he wrapped the black straight knife with a felt cloth and tied it behind him.

Fully armed.

"Are you moving?"

I don’t know when Chao Qiuge has packed up and stood at his door waiting.

Li Xian turned around and curled his lips and said, "Satisfied, I still have at least thirty things I have not brought with me."

After walking out of the room, he led the big dark horse to join the two Khitans, and Chao Qiuge and four people walked out of the camp. He did not look back at Daxi Changru, nor did he look at the blood cavalry gathered over. He was not angry, nor did he deliberately show that it doesn't matter, he just... he was afraid that if he looked back, he would regret making such a confused decision that contrary to his survival philosophy.

He is not a saint, he is just a young man who wants to live well.

But, he also has times when his mind is hot.

And once it gets hot, it is even more unreasonable and even a bastard than ordinary people.
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