Chapter 28 Encirclement

"Some people are very uncomfortable to look at it, but some people feel good no matter how they look at it!" Ning was kicking the pebbles and made a ping-pong sound on the bluestone street. "The prince of the Jiangdong Zeng family is oily and powdery. I really shouldn't like kick him when I first saw you, you kicked over the hawker!" While talking, the kick was heavy, and the pebble flew into the lake and disappeared with a tinkling sound.

"Isn't that a person who looks good to me?" Xingchen laughed.

"narcissism!" Ning Zheng glanced at him, but his heart hit him like a deer.

The two walked away from the Jiaxiu Night Market and came to the lakeside of Jiaxiu Lake. The lake was as dark as ink in the night. The lakeside was not very cold, and a * breath came to their faces. Jiaxiu Tower was built near the lake, with bright lights, and a huge sailboat was moored in the center of the lake. The boat building was also decorated with lights, like a prosperous brothel in the city. This kind of flower boat is very common in Jiangdong Water Township. There is no such thing in Shangji City. When they saw this huge sailboat, they only felt it was beautiful.

"Ning Zheng, since you escaped from home, what if your family comes to you!" Xingchen asked in a muffled voice.

"They couldn't find me. No one told me when I came out!" The girl gathered the slightly loose ponytail again, and the braids were tied higher.

"Even if you find me, I won't go back!" The girl seemed to have a sudden temper and pouted and said, "When I go back, my father wants me to marry, but I don't want it!"

Xingchen doesn't know what to say. It seems that Ning Zheng still doesn't know that a prince and the son of the Southwest Cang Navy are looking for her to get married? Do you want to marry one of these two? Not to mention the unreachable prince with dragon luck, only the Cang navy behind Li Qingqi is not something that he can easily shake. If Ning Zheng is really forced to marry, can he stop it?

He is just a caged bird, a useless dung bee. He can't even shake the tree against such a Fanyang giant.

How good it would be if the dream could come true. He has been dreaming of those strange dreams. In his dreams, he is a powerful general. He runs on the grasslands in the far north. He indulges to fight, and there are loyal warriors behind him carrying the night flag to follow him... If he is a famous general, if he is powerful, if he can compete with the world, there will He is not qualified to let Ning Zheng marry... Even, a small voice in his heart said, "If you want to marry me, marry me!"

Ning is tidying up her hair. When she sees Xingchen looking at her, she narrows her eyes and smiles like a cat, sweetly like steaming syrup. Ning Zheng loves to laugh. Xingchen just wants to have her smile forever, which only belongs to him.

The two walked slowly along the lake, and no one spoke for a moment. Xingchen took out the shell wind chime in his pocket and held it in his hand. He listened to the wind bell jingling with his steps, like Ning Zheng's laughter. And the light blue shell with golden spots like night. Ning Zheng said this is like his name, the stars.

"Ning Zheng, am I your friend?" He asked abruptly, as if he were scared. He asked so suddenly that he actually wanted to ask, 'Are I just your friend?'

"Nonsense! If you weren't my friend, I wouldn't bother to climb your wall in the middle of the night to take you to eat snacks and listen to books, buy you small gifts and go out with you!" The girl took a fierce look at him and added, "Wood!"

Ning Zheng always speaks so briskly that a long string of words pops out of his mouth and speaks very smoothly. Xingchen even needs to react for a while to understand the meaning. Together with Ning Zheng, it is really like wood. I can't help grinning.

"Don't you have any friends?" Ning Zheng asked.

"You count one, and there is nothing more."

"Oh, poor child, in fact, I'm almost the same as you. I basically don't have any friends before I run away from home. There are too many rules at home, which annoys me. Then I escaped and felt that the outside world was really good, and even the starry sky was wider than what I saw at home!" Ning was talking and raising her face and opening her arms. The stars sprinkled on her white face, and she seemed to embrace the whole starry sky.

Suddenly, Xing Chen stopped and held her hand tightly.

"What are you doing?" She felt pain.

"What's wrong..." Xingchen's voice was full of panic, holding Ning Zheng in one hand and his knife tightly in the other.

The stars look around, with dark lake water on one side and high walls on the other side, and they can only move forward and backward, and there is no room for turning.

The ground is trembling slightly, like countless iron hooves stepping on my heart, depressed and dying. Xingchen grabbed Ning Zheng and hissed, "Run!"

The girl was pulled forward and ran forward. There was no fork in the way, not even a lantern. Only the colorful Jiaxiu Building in the distance could bring some light. And the vibration came from behind, becoming clearer and closer, and even feeling the ground trembling, as if countless giant elephants were stamping their feet wildly.

It was the sound of horseshoes. The horseshoes hit the thunderous sound on the bluestone, like a roaring demon, biting away at the boys and girls. The road ahead was dark. I didn't know that this winding bluestone road was going to lead them there. I could only run forward and escape, and the sound of horseshoes behind me came so fast, like a roaring muffled thunder.

Xingchen glanced back, and the warriors in black armor rushed to kill him. There was no roar, no hissing of the war horses, only the sound of thunderous horseshoes. The warrior lying on the horse's back silently drew his knife, which was actually a strange shape like a full moon.

More than 20 riders chased after them, and were about to catch up. Two warriors urged the war horse again. They were a little faster. They passed by the two, enveloped them to the front road, turned around, and looked down at the boy and girl who fled in panic.

The two war horses came slowly, and the wide chest almost filled the whole alley. The noses of the horses that stopped suddenly opened their noses and exhaled a string of stinky white fog. There was no way to escape, and the warriors behind them also rushed up and surrounded them.

"Who are you?" The stars roared coldly.

No one responded to him. The masked warrior in black neatly raised the full moon machete, as if to hang the surrounded man and woman under an order. Xingchen felt great pressure and intuitively told him that this group had no room for negotiation at all, just to kill people.

A warrior in the front turned his head and raised his chin to the stars. A horse escaped from the encirclement and walked towards the stars. The warrior on horseback did not gallop, but slowly urged the war horse, and the hoof of the horse with its toe made a slow and arrogant sound, as if there was a great patience and unhurdle demon before cannibalism, which caused great pressure on the man and woman in front of him.

The samurai raised his knife and was condescending. The full moon machete was illuminated by faint light, and the cold light flowed brightly. Then he suddenly waved his knife and cut his head at the handsome man with coral red eyes.

' miso--', the blunt sound of cold metal into the flesh, but it is not the handsome prince's head flying away.

The young and handsome young man stared with red eyes and suddenly drew a knife from the bottom up, and the narrow and sharp tip of the knife stabbed into the neck of the warrior in black. Seeing that the full moon machete that was about to cut off the head fell to the ground with a bang, the horse stamped its hoof uneasily. The warrior on the horse's throat was pierced with blood, and there was no painful howling, and his throat choked silently.

Xingchen clenched his teeth, shook his wrist, and the sword that pierced the warrior's neck cut away. He cut half of his neck. The blood stored in the blood tank followed the shaking and threw it all on the ground. The Mohei god knife was as clean as new. And the samurai's head was down, leaving only a little flesh and flesh connected to his neck. He was so dead that he could not die and was unable to fall off the horse.

Ning Zheng covered his mouth and screamed.

The star's face was cold, with a horizontal knife in front of him, holding Ning Zheng's hand in the other hand, and protecting her. The originally clear and bright coral red eyes suddenly became blood red, like a demon with blood in his eyes.

A companion was killed, and more than 20 warriors in black were unmoved. The leader, a warrior, sneered and waved gently. This time, two warriors came out and killed the stars.

The two riders are obviously well trained. Only a dozen steps away from the target, they can drive the horse like the wind in a short distance, and the two full moon machetes are cut towards the neck of the stars like scissors.

The stars are furious. These people want to kill him for no reason. How can he sit still and wait to die? What's more... What's more, there is a girl he likes behind him. How can he die here?

He twisted his body and threw Ning Zheng away. The two horses approached him and fought on the horse, occupying the condescending cutting advantage. He held the knife in both hands and rolled forward instinctively, avoiding the knife that wanted to cut off his head. Two horses and eight hoofs fell to the ground like raindrops. As long as one hoof fell on him, it would be the end of broken muscles and bones, dangerous and dangerous.

The stars rolled on the ground to avoid the horse's hoof, got up quickly and waved the knife decisively, and cut at the horseshoe. The flying horse hiss and fell to the ground. The warrior in black on the horse's back rose up like a ghost, and his body rotated like a top in the air and hit the stars fiercely.

The estimate was wrong. He thought that the warrior in black would lose the advantage of condescending chopping on the horse after dismanipating the horse, so he could be more relaxed. Unexpectedly, the warrior after dismanming from the horse was as flexible as a ghost, like an empty bat in the dark night. The huge and beautiful knife arc of the full moon machete is like a poisonous scorpion tail. The angle of the knife is extremely tricky, and the knife has been issued more than ten times in a breath. The stars are tired of taking over the move, and with the advantage of the slender body of the tooth knife, it is barely defeated.

I finally understood what Xiao Wu said at the beginning. What he practiced was a dead knife. In the face of a living enemy, he was in chaos. The enemy would not feed him according to his own wishes. Random response in actual combat is the key.

After him, he staggered by the horse and pulled back, rushed down, waved his knife, and a gust of evil wind came to his head. The stars dodged in confusion, and the left shoulder was still cut open, and the pain was piercing.

"Blood..." Ning Zheng shouted in panic.

Xingchen gritted his teeth, waved his knife vigorously to open the deforming knife road of the warrior in black, and strode to Ningzheng. He saw that these people came here just to kill him and did not want to hurt Ning Zheng. He took Ning Zheng's hand and ran forward. More than a dozen rider warriors silently looked at the fleeing men and women, like condescending nobles watching cat and mouse games, and two full moon machetes behind them forced to come with roaring through the air

Near the cavalry, the stars roared, and the wound on his left shoulder was bleeding, and the sharp pain made him extremely clear. He didn't know where the strength came from. He took Ning Zheng's waist and pushed her out. The girl stumbled and flew out of the encirclement. As the stars judged, these warriors in black did not embarrasting Ning Zheng.

It seems that they are tired of such cat and mouse games, and there seems to be no hindrance from girls. They can act unscrupulously. More than 20 warriors no longer used knives. They lifted the short crossbow on the saddle and rode arrows. The sharp arrows pointed to the blood-wet stars all over their bodies with cold light. The red eyes were burning, and the painful roar was like a beast in a desperate situation.

The first warrior raised his hand, and more than 20 short crossbows were raised. After waiting for his order, he was about to shoot the prince who killed them.

Ning was standing outside the encirclement and screaming: " Stop... Stop... You will kill him. Who can help me!" She looked back and was empty. No one could help her!

Tears gushed out of her clear eyes, and big tears slid down from her white and smooth face. She was so afraid, as if there was any strength to tear her chest and heart together, which was painful and frightened!

The warrior in black sneered and waited for the order to watch the handsome man burst out like a blood sac.

Ning Zheng couldn't care so much. He ran forward to pull the warrior sitting on the horse's back and shouted, " Stop, stop, don't kill him!"

The warrior was unmoved like a rock, and his short body suddenly pushed. The girl fell back like a broken kite and fell to the ground. The soft and bright ponytail spread out.

She stumbled and stood up, biting her lips, and her clear eyes were full of tears. At this moment, she felt a great grievance. For the first time, she was pushed to the ground like this, as if she had fallen from the clouds into the dust, full of helplessness and desolation.

She pointed angrily at these warriors in black, "If this is in the imperial capital, I will kill all of you and leave none of you!"

Ning Zheng suddenly burst into majesty comparable to the red sun. The warriors in black hesitated and turned their heads to look at the girl who stood alone.

A low roar, like the roar of an ancient dragon. Xingchen's eyes were like red charcoal fire, and his hand holding the knife suddenly shook, and the sharp and narrow sword was exciting. He shot out and pierced a samurai's chest. He was as agile as a leopard, jumped forward, lifted off the horse's back of the stabbed warrior, pulled out the divine knife, kicked the horse's abdomen wildly, and urged the horse to move forward.

When he approached the girl, he bent down, grabbed the girl's slender waist, and took her to the horse.

The dark war horse ran away like a black sword.

"Chasing..." The leading warrior ordered angrily and followed closely.

Ning was sitting in front of the stars. She felt a drop of warmth fall on her back. She knew it was blood, but she didn't dare to touch it.

"You are bleeding..."

Xingchen gritted his teeth and responded, "It's okay... It's okay..."

He has never ridden a horse, but he seems to know what to do by nature. He clenched the reins and kicked the horse's abdomen fiercely. "Let's escape, don't be caught up... I don't want to die here, I want to protect you..."

On the bumpy horse, he felt that the wound on his left shoulder was torn apart with the bumps, and his body was torn like a piece of paper, which was heartbreaking. The whole back was soaked with blood, and I even felt that the blood on the wound was thrown behind me with the gallop of the war horse. My brain was dizzy, and my eyes were black and I was about to fall down.

The wind roared in his ear, and the voice of the stars on the horse was faint. His head was powerless to rest on Ning Zheng's shoulder, and his breath trembled and said weakly, "I... Am I going to die?"

"No, Xingchen, you won't die!" Ning Zheng finally choked and cried out. She opened Xingchen's hand and clenched the horse's reins and turned her head to see that the boy's face was bloodless. His long and bright eyes were half open and half closed, and her eyes were slowly lax.

"Star, don't close your eyes, open your eyes!" She cried and said, and her voice was blurred by the wind on her horse's back.

"Hold me tightly, hold me tightly--" Ning Zheng turned his face and shouted at Xingchen's ear and bit him fiercely.

Xingchen felt that his throat was very dry and dry, and he couldn't speak on the bumpy horse. He could only hold Ning Zheng tightly and put his face on her shoulder. His eyes narrowed up blurred to see the scenery flying back.

He felt that he was sinking into the cold abyss. If he didn't hold the man in his arms tightly, he would have been sinking and could never wake up.

The horses have been running and don't know where to take them. But Xingchen felt very relieved, and Ning in his arms was warming his cold flesh and blood.

Many years later, in order to achieve the hegemony of the dynasty, he sat on horseback and swallowed the rivers. He could close his eyes and reach out his arms, but there was no one in his arms...