The Thief Concubine 【End】

The Su River is very large, and the long river connecting the Su River outside the city can even be called a river or a sea.

It is unfathomable, and no one dares to go down to check it, even those with good water skills are reluctant to go down the river easily.It is rumored that there are sea monsters under the river... Even in many cases, its water flows very fast, and its majestic momentum seems to be able to wash away people.It is completely different from the quiet Su River in Suzhou City.

When Wei Young and Feng Sui ran to the end of the road, they saw this scene.

The river is so wide that you can't see the end of it from one side.

Feng Suiran suddenly remembered that this is the legendary river that can eat people...

His face changed slightly, he looked at Wei Young who had been held in his arms the whole time.The tear stains on her face were still obvious, but her expression was very calm.Perhaps his words had an effect, since he said to live well to avenge Lin Qingcheng, she gradually calmed down.However, judging from the way she tightly grasped the thing that Lin Qingcheng gave her, she was still sad in her heart.

"Wei Young, we..."

"Jump down." She said suddenly, her voice was firm.

Feng Suiran's expression fluctuated, Cui San and the group of soldiers did not give up, they kept chasing after him.After pondering for a moment, he didn't tell her the rumors about the river.

"Put me down..."

She was not so weak that she could not recover from a setback, she stayed in his arms all the time, not to find attachment, but to rest well, hoping to regain her strength again.

It's just that this short period of time can't give her any effect.

She can only use the witchcraft "Qi and Blood" in a self-destructive way, which belongs to white witchcraft, and can make the injured recover as soon as possible in a short period of time.It's just that it is very difficult to perform such a supernatural witchcraft, not to mention that she is not a real witch, and what she knows may only be superficial.Ling Lingsan said that if she uses this kind of witchcraft with her ability, she will definitely hurt herself.

As for the self-injury, she didn't know what the damage was.

Maybe it's life reduction, maybe it's leaving sequelae, maybe it's something else.She has always been careful not to do so unless it is absolutely necessary.But now...

Thinking of this, the mood she had tried to calm down just now fluctuated again.

Her nose was sore and tears were about to flow, but she forced them back.

"Your body..." Didn't do what she said, seeing her torn clothes and wounds all over her body, Feng Suiran frowned and remained motionless.He had fed her a few pills, but the pills were not magic pills, and they couldn't make a person recover so quickly.

"I'm fine, don't worry. Let me down," she said again.

Feng Suiran opened his hands lightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief when she stood still.

She glanced at the rushing river, "Can you hold your breath? Can you swim?"

He nodded.

"Okay, let's go down then."

"Weiyang, aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid?" She was startled, then raised her head suddenly, and showed him a pale smile, "What is there to be afraid of, if you don't take a gamble and get caught by them, you will have to die here. Qingcheng, don't you?" Sacrifice in vain?"

Looking at her smile, something seemed to drill into his chest.

The pursuers behind him were getting closer and closer, Wei Young frowned, and looked back sharply.

She said that she would make Cui San die badly...

She said she would do it.

With trembling hands, she took a deep breath.He and Feng Suiran looked at each other, and they jumped into the river of many rumors hand in hand...

When Cui San and the hundreds of soldiers arrived, all they saw were the wet spots on the shore.

"Damn it!" Cui San looked sullen and cursed in a low voice.

Suddenly, he saw a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes on the river were also very strange.Turning his head, he directed a group of soldiers behind him, each holding two wooden barrels. "Go, pour it on the bank, and fill it up on the river!"

The soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay, and then looked at the things that were being carried in the wooden bucket all the way, hesitating extremely.

After seeing the scene of parting from life and death just now, their hearts softened.

That assassin was just a little girl...

Why the prince and Lord Cui must kill them all.

"Hurry up! Military orders are like mountains, do you want to lose your heads!"

"Yes!"

Sighing from the bottom of my heart, Master Cui is right, the military order is like a mountain... They can't bear it, but they can't disobey it.Praying from the bottom of their hearts, they only hope that the two men and women who jumped into the water can die comfortably...

Hundreds of people started working with barrels.

The bank is not the main thing, the main thing is the river.

Cui San laughed when the entire length of the long river was covered with oil stains that could not be dissipated.His unattractive face was moved like this, and he looked hideous at first glance.

"Fire!" With a wave of his hand, he ordered the fire.

With so much oil poured on them, he couldn't believe they were immortal.Heh, even if they don't get burned to death, they won't be able to go ashore within the barrier of fire on the water surface, so they can only be drowned...

A spark ignited the entire river, and the spark was like a prairie fire. Suddenly, there was only a sound, and the flames shot up into the sky.

The white area outside the city instantly turned red under the reflection of the fire, until the fire was extinguished, and a piece of scorched black slowly emerged...

Swish.

Lan Yang turned the long sword vertically and horizontally with a wrist, and the tip of the sword stabbed straight at Mu Yanqing.Everyone in the audience stared wide-eyed, just when they thought that Mu Yanqing was sure to die, Lan Yang's sword stopped in a flash.

The point of the sword pointed directly at Mu Yanqing's throat, and there was only a slight distance between the two... Mu Yanqing looked very ugly, but he couldn't move. If he moved, maybe the sword would stab him. wear.

"You lost." Lan Yang's light but magnetic voice sounded calmly.

Everyone on the field was stunned, and the moment of silence was exchanged for the audience's violent cheers!

This decisive battle lasted for almost two hours, and in the end the position of leader was still won by Lan Yang, but the process was really exciting with ups and downs.

The crowd cheered and shouted loudly one after another.

Slowly retracting the sword, Lan Yang turned around and walked down the competition stage with a gloomy face.

"Brother Lan, you are awesome!" A tender cry came, and Situ Cunyu jumped out and ran straight to him, holding his cold big hand tightly. "Brother Lan, from now on, Cun'er will be yours..." She blushed, lowered her head and said in a low voice, her voice was as small as a mosquito.

"Senior brother, it's very exciting. However, Xuan'er has already guessed the final result..." Fei Xuan'er on the side also stepped forward, with a gentle smile, looking at Lan Yang with tenderness in his eyes.

Lan Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Situ Cunyu who was leaning against him.

The delicate but unfamiliar skin in his hands made him frown.His eyes flickered slightly, and he hid the trace of disgust in his eyes.

However, he didn't break free either, but asked in a deep voice, "Whatever?"