The surroundings were very quiet, so quiet that it made people's hair stand on end.
Yang Xiaomei held her hands on the thick tree trunk and looked into the depths of the forest.
She was worried about Qing Cang because he had disappeared from her sight.
At this time, she heard footsteps in the distance, which were very messy.
She was so frightened that she hurriedly hid behind a tree trunk, even breathing very carefully.
The sound got closer and closer until there were voices under the trees.
"Come down" She was overjoyed, it was Qingcang, he was still alive.
She cried with joy.
When she saw Qing Cang riding a black horse and holding a torch, there was a hint of doubt in her eyes.
Qing Cang saw her doubts and quickly lied: "After killing the wolves just now, I found this horse.
Come up, we have to travel overnight."
Yang Xiaomei nodded and gently got off the tree.
Qingcang stretched out his hand, pulled him onto the horse, and sat behind him.
He only felt a softness.
In this winter, women in ancient times wrapped themselves up like balls.
No matter how good their figure was, it would not be visible.
He didn't see that Yang Xiaomei's cheeks were already red.
But if he hadn't had no choice, Qing Cang would not have let Yang Xiaomei ride on the horse with him so hastily.
"drive" Qingcang carried the AK47 on his back, holding a torch in one hand and the reins in the other, and continued on his way on horseback.
In this rainy and snowy weather, the ground was slippery, and the sky was already dark, Qingcang did not dare to let the horses run too fast.
At the current speed, he estimated that it would take three hours to reach the destination.
At that time, if you let go of Yang Xiaomei, you can do whatever you want and be domineering.
No matter what time it was, Qing Cang remained vigilant.
After about two hours, the sky had completely darkened and it was still raining, so he didn't expect a moon.
In this pitch-black night, as long as there is a little light, it will appear particularly dazzling.
Suddenly, a large amount of light appeared in the distance and moved rapidly.
He immediately reined in the reins, and the horses began to whine and stop moving forward.
Qingcang thought to himself, he didn't know whether these lights were enemies or friends.
This should be an army.
This kind of army could easily number hundreds or thousands of people.
Moreover, in the dark night, the vision was extremely poor.
He alone could not see the whole body.
And retreat.
Sure enough, at this time, the Warring States System issued a mission again.
"Please avoid the Yellow Turban Army's search within five minutes.
The mission will be successful, no reward, or the mission will be failed, resulting in death."
What kind of mission is this?
There are no rewards.
If you fail, you will die.
The system is not very friendly to him.
But it seemed that he didn't have much time to complain now, because the voice of the Yellow Turban Army could already be heard in the distance, and someone was blowing the horn.
Qingcang knew that this was the horn of attack.
Apparently, in the dark night, the torch in his hand was discovered, and Qingcang was mistaken for a Han army.
The sound of charging in the distance was getting closer and closer, and he immediately looked around.
You must find a suitable place to hide in a short time, otherwise you will die.
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Yang Xiaomei had never seen such a show of strength before.
She fell limply into Qing Cang's arms and was still trembling.
Finally, he found a ravine not far away, which looked quite deep and filled with thick white snow.
"Little sister Yang, I will throw you into that ravine in a while.
You must not make a sound, do you understand?"
Yang Xiaomei was very scared.
She glanced at Qing Cang's appraising eyes, took a deep breath, and nodded.
Qing Cang picked up Yang Xiaomei and threw her into the ravine.
The thick snow soon reached Yang Xiaomei's chest.
He put out the torch and stuck it on the horse's back.
With a strong slap, he jumped up and fell into the ravine accurately.
The black horse's butt hurt and he immediately ran away in the opposite direction.
Once he fell into the snow, it would be a perfect shelter and it would not be easy to be discovered.
After two minutes, a large number of torches illuminated the surroundings, and someone shouted: "General, we found horse hoof prints."
A large number of yellow scarves were wandering near Qing Cang, and they found that the horse hoof prints ended here.
They were very close to each other.
Yang Xiaomei's breathing was very heavy, and there was a scent of human scent that was unique to women, and it smelled very good.
Qingcang knew that Yang Xiaomei was very scared.
He was afraid that she would scream, so he immediately covered Yang Xiaomei's mouth with his hand.
If she was asked to call out, both of them would have to finish playing.
At this time, a loud voice came from her ears, and she knew it was a strong man.
He said: "He must be a spy of the Han army.
He has escaped.
Chase me and don't let him report the news."
The soldiers took the order, and the large group of men and horses started to move and chased toward the southwest.
With Qing Cang's saber in hand, he and Yang Xiaomei hid in the snow, not daring to come out for fear of being discovered.
Qingcang wore less clothes, and the heat of his body melted the snow.
A large amount of snow water flowed into Qingcang's body along his clothes.
The chill hit him, and he gritted his teeth to endure the cold.
Fortunately, these people are in a hurry when they come, and even more so when they leave, so there is no way to care whether they are cheating or not.
After about two minutes, there seemed to be no sound from above.
Qing Cang poked his head out and saw a torch moving towards him.
"I'm so suffocated, just take a pee here."
It turned out to be a strong man holding a torch and carrying a bow and arrow.
It seemed that he deliberately fell behind to relieve his internal crisis.
When he took off his belt, he saw a pair of eyes staring at him.
He saw Qingcang and was about to scream. "" However, his throat was cut directly with a silver saber.
Blood spurted out immediately, and he fell to the ground.
It would be bad luck for him to meet Qing Cang.
He quickly took off the man's coat and put it on, which made the coldness lessen.
I was in a hurry when I came out just now, so I didn't think of bringing extra clothes.
"Walk" Qing Cang picked up Yang Xiaomei and ran towards the way the Yellow Turban came.
They marched almost by touch.
There should still be twenty kilometers to the destination, and the horses are gone.
I'm afraid we have to walk the rest of the way, but we can't use torches this late at night.
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Because as long as fire is used, it will inevitably attract the attention of the Yellow Turban Army.
At that time, if you were not so lucky, you would not be able to escape.
And without a torch, traveling at night is full of dangers everywhere.
Even though he had an AK47, he didn't dare to use it.
In such a quiet night, any sound would be dangerous.
"Let's find a place to hide."
Qingcang finally decided to find a place to hide and wait until dawn tomorrow before setting off.
Yang Xiaomei was still in shock, Qing Cang said whatever she said, and she had no better way.
Along the way, the sky cleared up and a faint moonlight shone on the earth.
Qing Cang discovered that there was a cave right in front of him.
At that moment, he decided that the two of them would spend the night here tonight.
It was dry inside the cave, much warmer than outside.
At least there was no wind, no rain or snow.
The first day of his rebirth was so exhausting that he soon fell asleep leaning against the wall
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