Killer Crossover: Sixth Miss of the General's Mansion

Chapter 28
Ling Yue dragged Gao Qingyang quickly in the forest, and she didn't care if she would be discovered. If she didn't run now and wait for them to catch up, she didn't even have a chance. The fire was so dazzling that even the ants on the ground would show up. Not to mention the strong smell of blood on their bodies, those people whose breath was stable just now should be martial arts masters, and if they fight head-on, the chance of winning is not great.

Ling Yue's endurance is super strong, maybe it was trained by devilish training in the previous life, maybe it was created by the perseverance in this life, Gao Qingyang was almost dragged away by her, accidentally stepped on a dead branch on the ground, and let out a ' The sound of "squeak" rippled in the silent air.

Damn it, if she still had scruples just now, she can run with her feet wide open now, and her speed can race with the wind.

"Over there, hurry up, catch up..." A group of disciples of the Kongkong faction gathered here quickly.

A large red cloud appeared in the sky, the golden crow broke the dawn and slowly rose, the black dark clouds gradually faded away, thousands of golden lights shone on the earth, the dewdrops full of branches and leaves dripped on the ground, and bursts of water vapor rose.

The two of Ling Yue panicked, their faces and clothes were covered with moisture and mud, they were in a panic.

On the official road facing you, a carriage galloped straight ahead, the pursuers behind were a few steps away, stabbing straight at the back with a long sword, Ling Yue quickly dragged Gao Qingyang and leaped towards the carriage, with great speed, one hand clenched throat,
"Let's go..."

"who..?"

The sword had already reached her neck. Ling Yue didn't expect that there were two other people in the car. The two sides were in a stalemate. The man in white who was locked at the throat waved his hand, and the two men in black who held the sword put away their hands together. With his sword, he glared at the two uninvited guests, wondering why the master didn't kill him.

"Don't run, stop, damn it, stop for me..." Only a group of pursuers were left cursing and chasing, the carriage galloped away, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"We just want to borrow your carriage, and there is no malice." The hands were clasped tightly, and as long as he said that he disagreed, he would be cut off immediately.

The interior of the car is spacious and bright, with a thick blanket underneath, so you can't feel the bumps. The man in white sitting opposite has long black hair like a waterfall, a little messy, red lips and white teeth, handsome facial features, and looks a little tired. The color of his eyes is dark and bright, giving people a feeling of dryness and calmness, like spring water in a lake, without the slightest ripple.

"They can't catch up now. I don't know what you mean by maliciousness?" The sixth prince Dong Chenrui doesn't care about her now. If it was normal, his hand would have been crippled long ago.

"I'm sorry, I offended you just now." Ling Yue rubbed her nose in embarrassment and said something very unnatural.

"Hmph." One of the sword-wielding men, Zuo Ming, snorted heavily, venting his dissatisfaction.

"Cough, cough, Dad... Dad." The little boy panted and coughed, and Ling Yue noticed that there was a little boy lying beside Dong Chenrui, covered with a thick quilt.

Dong Chenrui stretched out his arms to hug Dongchen Nianxi, with heartache in his eyes and helplessness, he gently helped him calm down, "Xiao Nian, I'm going to the city soon, Daddy is looking for the best doctor, Daddy won't let you If you have something to do, Xiao Nian still wants to accompany Dad to find his mother?"

"Well, little, Nian, Nian is very good, Xiao Nian,,,,,, I want to find my mother." Nianxi's breathing was shallow, her chest heaved up and down, her face was blue and dark, and she could still hear the sound of her lungs exhaling. He said with difficulty, he didn't want his father to worry too much.

Dong Chenrui's eyes were filled with tears, and his heart was throbbing. Xiao Nian's cold had been dragging on for a long time, and he was sick to his lungs. He had seen many doctors and said. . .

He is such a sensible child, he really hates himself for not taking good care of him, he has already lost Xi'er, he can't lose Xiaonian again, he is silently praying in his heart.

"Qing, hurry up." Her voice was hoarse, filled with indescribable sadness.

"Yes, master." Now he is the fastest, rushing back non-stop, changing several horses, Zuo Qing feels uncomfortable, he has been following the master, seeing the master doting on the little master, seeing him eating and drinking in order to find the mistress. After all the hardships, he didn't complain a single word, his behavior made a man of seven feet even cry.

(End of this chapter)