Three or two punches made Nan Xirong break the corners of his mouth.
At that moment, she just didn't want her own life, and she wanted to die with Nan Xirong.
There was only one thought in her head, which was to kill him.
Perhaps if he died, the continuation of the war could be avoided, and as long as he died, everything could be over.
Seeing the mudslide rolling in behind him, Nan Xirong finally lost his sense of proportion, and even counterattacked Ye Song in a disorderly manner.
The two of them punched and kicked me, and they actually rolled and crawled all over the ground in the mud, and fought with each other with their bare hands.
Where does Nan Xirong look like His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the enemy country, and where does Ye Song look like the first female general of Northern Xia, she has completely become two clay figures.
I just hate that I can't beat the other party to death, so that I can have a way to live.
Su Jing also wanted to pull Ye Song to turn around and run, but this was another excellent opportunity, Nan Xirong was alone, and if he wanted to kill him, he wouldn't wait for a while.
However, the mudslide that erupted from the mountain was unstoppable, and they could not afford to delay it at all.
The mudslide soon flooded an overgrown medicine field, just a foot away from his feet, he couldn't wait any longer, Su Jing lifted his long sword, aimed at Nan Xirong's chest and stabbed it down, at that moment, Nan Xirong reacted extremely quickly, and immediately rolled to the side.
Su Jing didn't care whether Nan Xirong was dead or not, grabbed Ye Song, took her hand and ran away.
Let Nan Xirong finally be drowned by the mudslide and die in this Medicine King Valley, which is also a big profit.
However, before the two of them could lift their feet and run, suddenly Ye Song felt that her ankle was tight, and she hurriedly looked back to see that it was Nan Xirong who grabbed her ankle and pinched her hands tightly, as if she couldn't let him go even if she died.
He gritted his teeth and smiled, a mouthful of white teeth was extremely dazzling against the background of the mud stains, and said gloomily: "If you want to die, you will die together, this palace is dead, and you don't want to get out of here alive" Thundered.
The more intense torrent above washed down, and it was too late.
Ye Song felt that his ears were filled with mud, his brain was buzzing, and he couldn't hear anything clearly.
Then she felt as if she had been hit hard by a rock, and her legs were numb and unconscious.
The mudslide rushed over, and Su Jing and Ye Song clasped their fingers, but they were inevitably swept into the torrent.
There was also a Nan Xirong behind her, grabbing her legs, refusing to relax at all.
Even if he goes to hell, he will also grab Ye Song together.
The torrent was very turbulent, and the muddy water below was very heavy, and Ye Song felt as if he was wearing an iron suit, and he couldn't move.
Besides, there were dark stones underneath, which grazed her body from time to time, or hit her chest and back, and suddenly there was a fishy sweetness inside, and she pressed it down again.
Su Jing and Ye Song's arms exerted force almost at the same time, and the distance between the two of them was immediately shortened by an arm's length, and the moment Su Jing hugged Ye Song tightly into her arms, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Ye Song's arms were covered with mud, and she instinctively raised them, hugged Su Jing instead, protected his head with both hands, and wrapped her legs straight around his back, also trying to use her body to block some rocks for his back.
The mudslide swept her whole body in pain, and her head was pressed against Su Jing's neck, and the muddy water on her face trickled down his neck and into his clothes.
Ye Song kicked her feet desperately, but Nan Xirong didn't let go no matter what, he followed closely behind, Ye Song and Su Jing hugged face to face, and as soon as her eyes crossed Su Jing's shoulder, she saw Nan Xirong's demonic smile.
His mask was smashed by rocks, and he didn't know where it had drifted to.
His hair was on half of his cheeks, and the mud on his face had long since made it impossible to see his true face.
It seems that he has followed Ye Song and Su Jing.
But the more he hung them, the heavier their bodies felt, and they couldn't move in the mudslide, so they could only go with the flow.
By the end it was completely submerged.
So when he arrived in the open field, the torrent was no longer so turbulent, Ye Song put one hand around Su Jing's neck, and with one free hand, he bent down with great effort, trying to break off the fingers on his ankles one by one.
But no matter how hard he tried, it was to no avail, Nan Xirong's hand was stronger, and the arrogance in his heart had overshadowed his fear of death, and he smiled unscrupulously: "If you don't want me to pinch your ankle and become a cripple from now on, just use your strength." ” is ruthless, probably Ye Song and Nan Xirong are really the same kind of people.
Without saying a word, she let go of her hand, and that hand went straight to Su Jing's body, and took out the Hundred Fold Sword from him, Nan Xirong's face changed when she saw Ye Song raise the long sword.
Ye Song bared his teeth and showed the same eerie smile to Nan Xirong, and said, "Then it depends on whether you want your own hands or not."
As soon as the words fell, she raised her sword and fell with it, mercilessly slashing at Nan Xirong's arm.
At that critical moment, Nan Xirong finally let go of his hand at the last critical moment.
And the next moment, the torrent suddenly became turbulent again, rushing Nan Xirong and them in two different directions.
Seeing that Nan Xirong was being swept farther and farther away, Ye Song didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, and Nan Xirong's unpredictable face actually showed a smile again.
At this time, Ye Song clearly felt that the ground below the torrent was jagged and uneven, and Su Jing suddenly said in her ear: "Ah Song, be careful ahead." ” As soon as Ye Song Kankan turned around, he saw a big stone standing in front of him.
And the two of them were being rushed towards the big rock at a very fast speed, and there was no room for any buffer.
At the same time, the rocks in the torrent were smashed one after another.
Ye Song protected Su Jing's head with one hand, and there was no time to hesitate, just when the big stone was close in front of her, she twisted her body hard, as if she was about to break her waist, but the range of deviation to the side was very small, she raised the hundred-fold sword with her wrist, and the blade of the sword rubbed against the big stone, and suddenly there was a sharp sound of friction, and finally the bodies of the two of them were about to pass from the side of the big stone.
Unexpectedly, when he reached the end corner, there was a sharp horn there, and Su Jing was caught off guard and slammed into it.
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At that impact, Ye Song felt that his body swayed violently, but Su Jing didn't react at all except to hug her tighter, not even a muffled snort.
Rolling torrent, the two are stuck in the quagmire and can't extricate themselves.
The mud flow seemed to be the most powerful slurry, holding the two people together.
Ye Song's face was full of sludge, she hugged Su Jing's head, and when Su Jing hit it, it seemed like a demon stretched out its claws towards them, which made her feel an inexplicable fear in her heart.
She buried her head on Su Jing's shoulder, and felt that Su Jing must be in pain, so she felt that she was also hurting, and asked, "Su Jing, Su Jing, does it hurt?"
Su Jing didn't answer her.
The fear grew stronger, and it seemed as if she was back to a nightmare, the same place, the same wounded him She called Su Jing's name one after another.
Looking up at the blue-gray sky, I suddenly felt how cruel God was.
"Su Jing, don't scare me" After a while, the two of them were swept farther and farther away, rushing to the outside of the Medicine King Valley, because the terrain was flat and open, and the torrent was not so deep and fierce, Su Jing and Ye Song were finally able to take a breath.
At this time, Su Jing eased up, snorted twice, and said, "It's okay, it's not a big deal." ” Ye Song heard Su Jing's answer, breathed a sigh of relief, brushed his fingers deeply over Su Jing's muddy hair, pulled his hair back, touched the side of Su Jing's face with his palm, and said, "It's okay, we'll be fine, Su Jing, you have to stay awake all the time, do you know?"
Su Jing seemed tired and didn't answer her.
Ye Song saw the edge of the mudslide, there seemed to be a hole, the hole was facing down, and the mudslide couldn't rush into it at all.
Looking at the shape, it is supposed to be an ancient tomb nestled in this valley, made of stone tablets, which are already covered with moss and vines.
Ye Song immediately hugged Su Jing and dragged the heavy bodies of the two, and tried her best to move over there, she freed up one hand, and her fingers brushed the rough stone surface one by one, her hands were full of blood and mud, how could her ten fingers not hurt her heart, but she couldn't frown, only by grabbing those stones in this way could she slow down the momentum brought by the torrent to the two of them, and it was possible to hide in that stone cave.
Now all she thinks about and thinks about in her heart is Su Jing, worried about his injuries and doesn't know what happened to him, they can't be washed downstream aimlessly like this, in that case, it is still unknown when they will be able to land.
In the end, Ye Song relied on a brutal perseverance to drag Su Jing to the edge, and trying to get out was as laborious as pulling his body out of the swamp.
When I turned my head to look back, another torrent hit.
If she hadn't taken the chance, they would have both been washed away.
When it was, Ye Song gritted his teeth and tried his best to push Su Jing into the hole, the weight of his hands seemed to be heavier than a thousand catties, and he was about to crush her.
Because she wanted to lift Su Jing out of the quagmire, but she herself fell deeper and deeper, for a moment she felt as if she was about to be hollowed out, and finally sank into the abyss and couldn't extricate herself, failure and collapse remained between her thoughts, as long as her hand hanged, Su Jing would plunge back into the quagmire again.
But how could she give up, she had fallen, and it was Su Jing who encouraged her to get back on her feet again and again, giving her courage and hope.
Now, when Su Jing was injured like this, how could she fall, how could she say that she would fail.
Ye Song slammed her white teeth to the ground, and almost as soon as the torrent above rushed down, she roared from the depths of her soul, and dragged Su Jing up and stuffed her into the hole, and she herself no longer had any strength, as if she should go with the flow next.
A powerful torrent washed over her body, and all she could breathe in from her mouth and nose was the smell of mud.
She thought that it wasn't unpleasant, she thought, but it was much better than the stench of corpses outside the city.
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