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Song Huiyue saw Yinxiao.

Yin Xiao's cheeks burned like a sunset glow, her eyes were red, she grabbed Song Huiyue fiercely, and dragged her towards him.

Song Huiyue called out twice: "Slow down, slow down"

Yin Xiao didn't seem to understand, and pulled Song Huiyuesheng to her body, then hugged her, and sucked hard on her neck with her nose.

After inhaling, he quickly hid Song Huiyue behind him: ".Wolf. There are wolves."

Song Huiyue sat paralyzed in the crevice of the stone, and found that this place was really ingenious, as if the stone had been hollowed out, there was no trace of it from the outside, but it was still spacious inside.

At the same time, she was panting heavily with exhaustion, the mosquito pack on her face became brighter, her chest was pounding, and her scarf was wet with sweat.

After this breath, she smelled the smell of decay.

The smell came from Yin Xiao.

Yin Xiao had deep and long wounds on the palms of both hands, and a layer of herbal medicine was scribbled on them. The herbal medicine fell during the chase with the Liao soldiers. Before he had time to treat it again, he was targeted by the wolves again.

There was something wrapped in a cloth around his waist, which was also decomposing. It was the head of Yelu Qizhen.

The majestic King of the North Court of the Liao Kingdom was just wrapped in dirty rags, with only a part of his helmet and the black tassel on the top of the helmet exposed.

Song Huiyue sat up straight, pressed Yin Xiao's shoulders, and forcibly turned him around so that he faced her.

As soon as she turned around, she could see more clearly, Yin Xiao's face was covered with blood, her whole body was covered in blood, there were countless wounds, big and small, her clothes were turned into rags, and a wolf tore off a piece on her shoulder Meat.

He had protected Yelu Qizhen's head, but he couldn't protect himself any longer.

Song Huiyue hugged him distressedly: "The wolf is gone, there is no wolf, only Lao He is outside."

Yin Xiao was burning all over his body, his mind was sometimes awake and sometimes confused, the wound was attacking him, but he couldn't feel the pain, and he was still holding a sharp stone in his hand - he had ground it out by himself.

Song Huiyue hugged him, he came to his senses, and let her hug him, but he didn't feel what Song Huiyue said, he just turned his head again and again, wary of the movement outside.

"Don't be afraid," Song Huiyue let go of his hands, holding his head with both hands, forcing him to look at himself, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here, don't be afraid."

Yin Xiao's head also stopped, and a sob rolled out of his throat, recognizing Song Huiyue and his own situation.

He widened his eyes, wanting to engrave Song Huiyue in his mind, the slowly steaming heat dried his tears, and the wind blew past his ears, creating a beautiful summer day.

"Big lady" he stretched out his hands in a hoarse voice, hugged Song Huiyue, tightened his arms, and tried his best to hold Song Huiyue into his arms. They were all so thin that only a handful was left Bones, bones on bones, and those who are broken are in pain.

He buried his face between Song Huiyue's necks, he didn't think about anything, he didn't want anything, his body and mind were bathed in the sunlight, and he found a world of his own in Song Huiyue's scent.

Song Huiyue gently stroked his back to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, I'll pick you up, let's go home."

Yin Xiao tilted his head, still inhaling deeply the smell of paper wrapped incense on her body, his heart sank into her body, he believed everything she said, followed her to crawl outside, then stood up, and walked up to He Jianghuai.

He Jianghuai took a step back abruptly.

Yin Xiao at this moment is too scary, not to mention the blood all over his body, his eyes are straight and strange, as if his soul has sunk to the depths of hell, leaving only a body, a ruthless murderous puppet .

Song Huiyue led Yin Xiao back, his appearance frightened the Fanren half to death, and when those Fanren found the head he carried, they were so furious that they rushed up desperately.

He Jianghuai took action and beat them up severely, so their loyalty to Yelu Qizhen was temporarily dissipated under the beating, and they promised to take them back the same way in disgrace.

Just as they were about to pass through the dome, the woman sitting on the peace cart yelled in pain.

As soon as she yelled, those women who had finally calmed down also yelled - this time they didn't dare to curse, they just complained endlessly.

The two younger brothers looked at the woman's stomach at the same time, and found that her stomach was not cracked, but water began to drip continuously from underneath.

The two looked at each other, and the younger one pointed to Yin Xiao and Song Huiyue who were sitting on the Taiping car in front: "You go ask?"

The older one immediately said: "Don't let me die, you go ask He Tou."

"But I dare not get close to that peace car."

"waste."

The older brother walked forward tremblingly, and shuddered when he passed by Tian Jiguang who was pushing the cart. He felt very sympathetic to Tian Jiguang in his heart, and trotted all the way to pass the carriage.

The back of his hand brushed the corner of Yin Xiao's clothes, Yin Xiao glanced at him, and he immediately stood upside down covered in hairs, feeling that his hand would be chopped off by Yin Xiao.

He ran all the way to He Jianghuai's side, raised his head and said to He Jianghuai who was on the horse: "Brother He, can you see if she is about to give birth?"

He Jianghuai turned his head to look back, and saw Yin Xiao who was expressionless, and quickly turned his head back: "I don't know."

"Brother, aren't you experienced? Why don't you know this?"

"I haven't given birth myself!" He Jianghuai got off his horse, leaving the leader of the group alone on the horse, "Why don't you go find the eldest lady!"

The younger brother replied without raising his head: "Brother He, go and talk."

He Jianghuai snorted coldly, and was about to step forward, when the leader of the Fanren who was riding on the horse was suddenly free, couldn't help but pat the horse and walked away immediately.

"Brother He! Run away!" The younger brother turned pale with fright, and went forward to chase him, but suddenly there was a piercing wind from behind him, and before he could recover, he saw the leader of the Fanren fell to the ground and fell off his horse.

The younger brother opened his mouth and took a few steps forward, and saw a sharp stone stuck in the back of the head of the fan leader.

Red, white and white things are flowing out from the wound, the person has not died yet, the body is convulsing continuously, the whole face is plunged into the grass, and he doesn't even know he is dead.

The younger brother retreated again and again, closed his mouth in horror, and walked back to He Jianghuai in silence, shivering under the terrified sunlight.

"died."

He Jianghuai was also silent for a moment, and said to him: "It's not so fast to have a baby, it will hurt all day and night, give her something to eat first."

The little brother nodded, turned his head and continued to run wildly, he didn't even dare to catch his breath when passing by Yin Xiao, he was very afraid that his breathing would disturb Yin Xiao.

The rest of the fans were all surprisingly honest, they didn't need to be watched, and they didn't dare to run away.

The sun hangs higher and higher, it's too bright and hot, making people hot and uncomfortable. Yin Xiao is sitting on the Taiping car, with a high fever, and he is still vaguely unable to distinguish between illusion and reality. A heart would pound violently in his chest.

He heard the woman's screams, and then they had no choice but to occupy a dome. The woman's belly was very high, and she was lying on the bed. The blood flowed down her legs, staining the bed red. up.

A child is about to be born.