Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Luck was not too bad. After walking for some time, a pool of water appeared in the depths of the meadow with a spring in it.

Ling Qingyu tore off his underwear and dipped the cotton cloth with spring water to wash the back wounds for Meng Su.

The wound was full of fine dust, Ling Qingyu washed very carefully, cleaned up the wound little by little, and then took out the medicine from his belt.

"Wait, the master, use this to flush." ​​Meng Su handed her a small pot.

Ling Qingyu took the smell and knew that it was wine, opened the lid of the pot, and said, "It may be painful, so just call out the pain."

"I can stand it." Meng Su smiled lightly.

Pour the wine in the pot carefully onto the wound, Meng Su's body stiffened, but then it loosened again, until Ling Qingyu finished rubbing it without a grunt.

Ling Qingyu poured medicinal powder on the wound and said in praise: "I am a man!"

Asking him to turn around, Ling Qingyu stripped off his underwear, tore and bandaged him, then looked at the big hole behind him, untied the cloak from his body, and surrounded him.

Meng Su did not refuse, but hugged her into the Greatcloak, and said, "Let's go together."

Ling Qingyu nodded, and honestly hid in the cloak. Without the cotton underwear, she had a satin robe outside. If she did not take advantage of the heat of this great cloak, she would suffer from illness if she died.

Looking at the sky and the fountain, Meng Su helped Ling Qingyu to a place of soil and said to Ling Qingyu: "Master, you will wait for me here for a while."

"Isn't that you don't want to be alone?" Ling Qingyu asked puzzledly.

Meng Su untied the Greatcloak, wrapped it around her, and said, "It's getting dark soon, I'll keep it here, or it's not easy to spend the night. Don't worry, I'm where you can see."

There were some small shrubs growing on the meadow, and some pieces of mud. Meng Su moved the pieces of mud, made the soil higher and made it into a circle, and then took some small bushes. On the soil, in this way, from a distance, it looks like a small soil bag with some bushes.

Meng Su picked up some dead branches and put them in the soil bag, and then handed the jug with a little wine to Ling Qingyu, and said: "It's cold at night, drink some warmth."

A little blood oozes out of his back due to hard labor. Ling Qingyu shook his head and said, "You drink it."

Meng Su smiled, hung the hip flask back on his belt, then spread his cloak with a hole on the ground, and said to Ling Qingyu: "You take a break."

"What about you?" Ling Qingyu asked.

"I'll see if I can find something to eat." Meng Su said.

The sky was getting dark, and there was only a faint light left. Ling Qingyu grabbed him and said, "Don't go, I still have some jerky here. Come in quickly, it will be very cold when it gets dark."

Looking at the sky, Meng Su came back and saw that Ling Qingyu had opened the Greatcloak, smiled slightly, leaned over, and said, "Forgive me, it's not easy to make a fire here."

Ling Qingyu nodded, waited for him to lean in, and surrounded the two with a large cloak. This place is already in the territory of the Dangxiang, and it is also a plain area. Once the fire is on, it can be seen from far away. If it is discovered, it will be troublesome.

In a blink of an eye, it was completely dark, and the temperature began to drop sharply.

"Meng Su." Ling Qingyu called with a trembling tooth.

"Yes." Meng Su's voice sounded from an inch away.

"Can I hug you? It's cold." Ling Qingyu asked.

A pair of arms stretched out and put her in his arms, and then let her sit against his chest.

There was no gap, and the space surrounded by the cloak was suddenly much warmer. Ling Qingyu sighed contentedly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm a little afraid of the cold."

"Is the injury healed?" Meng Su asked.

"No, it may be a physical problem." Ling Qingyu said, removing her purse from her waist, and Yan San gave her snacks of dried meat in it.

He took out a piece of dried meat and put it in Meng Su's hand. Ling Qingyu took one and chewed it in his mouth and asked, "Can you find a way back?"

Meng Su slashed his fingers on the jerky, put the jerky in his pockets calmly, and said, "Try it tomorrow."

"I don't know what happened to Yan San and the others." Ling Qingyu frowned, and Han Mian, who was the first to bear the brunt of the riots, didn't know what happened.

"Sanye's martial arts is strong, it will be fine." Meng Su whispered.

The two fell silent, only the sound of Ling Qingyu chewing the dried meat.

When Ling Qingyu finished eating, Meng Su smiled and said, "I'll get some water." Wrapped the big cloak to her, Meng Su found the bag.

The temperature outside was already ten degrees below zero. Meng Su's body was trembling from the cold, and he ran to the spring water quickly, pushed aside the floating ice on the water, unhooked the hip flask from his waist, and filled some water in.

Returning to the soil bag, he handed the pot to Ling Qingyu, Meng Su rubbed his hands, and when the hands became warmer, Fang sat behind Ling Qingyu and surrounded the two with a large cloak.

Ling Qingyu was stunned for a while in the pot, but he still understood his good intentions. The weather is too cold. Drinking some wine can still warm up the body. This wine has been diluted by the water, should it be okay? Ling Qingyu raised his head and drank the water in the pot.

Meng Su brought strong liquor. Although it was washed by two-thirds of the water, Ling Qingyu's body was still warmed up. He leaned back and found the most comfortable position. Ling Qingyu raised his head and looked at the sky. "Look, Meng Su, the starry sky here is so beautiful."

It was silent all around, it seemed that the sky was twinkling, and under the cold fog, it was even more illusory and moving.

"Yeah." Looking at the starry sky, Meng Su bowed his head in response.

"I sometimes think, if you don't come back, we have been on the Fengshen, and come back to Dazhou to play when we have time. It would be great if we can always be like that." Ling Qingyu sighed as she looked at the sky full of stars. I won't talk to Yang Zhao, but tonight, I actually spoke to Meng Su in such a ghostly manner, perhaps because it is similar to the night sky in East Africa, or because it is mixed with water and is very strong alcohol .

Meng Su's body stiffened slightly, and did not speak, but just hugged her tighter.

The deeper the night, the colder it became, and Ling Qingyu subconsciously leaned against his chest, his eyes a little unable to open.

"Go to sleep." Meng Su whispered.

Ling Qingyu blinked his eyes, then slowly closed, just as he was about to go to meet Zhougong, there was a noise in the distance.

Ling Qingyu fought a cold war, opened his eyes, and joined Meng Su to look through the bushes on the soil bag.

Under the cold moonlight and starlight, a group of horse teams ran from the distance of the meadow. The people on the horse team whistled after the few people who stumbled and fled in front.

It seemed to be a family, a man hugged a child, a woman led a young man, and ran to the spring in a panic.

The chaser behind was obviously teasing them, not pulling their horse whip on their backs.

"Still running?" Immediately one person laughed, and then pulled the whip to knock the man to the ground.

The woman and the young man rushed to help the man up. At this time, the horses behind had already surrounded them.

The group of people was afraid that there would be hundreds of people, holding various weapons in their hands, and the blood on the weapons was shining dark red in the moonlight.

Sand bandits? Ling Qingyu looked at Meng Su inquiringly. Seeing Meng Su's lips and brows furrowed, he turned back knowingly.

"My lord, please, forgive the child!" The man knelt on the ground and begged the man on the horse for forgiveness.

"Don't you know how to run? Run!" The sand bandits laughed.

"Brother, there is a spring eye here!" A sand bandit rode up to the spring eye and laughed.

"It's just right, let's camp here." Weitou said the bandit.

The others responded and dismounted one after another. Some of them drove the family of four to one side without tying them up, and told them to kneel there.

Not long after, the sand bandits lit a bonfire, took out the dried meat and wine from their backpacks and drank.

The horses were scattered all around, and several of them approached the mud packs, and the strong smell of blood came. Ling Qingyu frowned, and when he took a closer look, there was a bunch of heads hanging on the saddle, and his heart became evil, and he was busy covering himself His mouth pressed back the vomiting.

Meng Su hugged her tightly with one hand, and quietly removed the knives with the other.

Ling Qingyu held his hand and shook his head slightly. There were hundreds of sand bandits here. No matter how strong Meng Su was, he wouldn't be Yan San.

Meng Su patted her lightly and signaled to understand that although the family was pitiful, he couldn't fight against so many sand bandits with his power, let alone Ling Qingyu was there.

The whimpering wind on the meadow blew by, making the bushes rustle, bringing the scent from the campfire. The smell was very strange, not only meaty, but also with a hint of greasy sweetness. Fragrant.

Ling Qingyu unconsciously looked at the campfire, and saw that a sand bandit was dropping something like leaf end in a cloth bag onto the fire, and the surrounding sand bandits were laughing.

Although some distance away, Ling Qingyu seemed to be able to see the face of the man and the woman pale.

Then they didn't know what they said, the man suddenly stood up, grabbed a knife from the sand bandit next to him, turned around and stabbed the woman in the chest.

Seeing him grabbing the knife, Ling Qingyu said in his heart, but when he saw that he turned around and pierced the woman's chest, the woman actually fell down with gratitude, unconsciously.

The sand bandit who was robbed of the knife knocked the man over the knife, and cut off one of the man's hands.

"It's okay to think." The sand bandit by the campfire emptied the bag, walked in front of the man, kicked him, and said: "It's just right, I want to be a man today."

The man was rolling on the ground in pain, when he heard him shouting at his son: "Bite your tongue."

"It's not that easy." The sand bandit was already short and pinched his chin, then squeezed his chin violently, and the other sand bandits had already surrounded the boy.

"They put epimedium." Meng Su drew fingers on Ling Qingyu's palm. This group of sand bandits must have just looted a village. When they are accustomed to celebrating their achievements, they will put these things to improve people's interest, which will make the next play more crazy and enjoyable. After thinking about it, Meng Su wrote: Don't look.

Ling Qingyu retracted his head and covered his ears, but couldn't hide from the sad screams and the smug laughter of the sand bandits.

The boy had been hung on a dead tree, his body was stripped bare. Several sand bandits took their whips and slammed on him, and the man was stripped naked and crushed by the drug-pouring sand bandits. Enter from behind in prone position.

"Men's is tight!" The sand bandit exclaimed excitedly, and then twitched more vigorously, while beating the man's back with the back of the knife.

The other sand bandits were also excited. Someone lost their whip, pulled the boy's legs apart, and rushed in directly.

The screams became more and more miserable, Ling Qingyu's body was trembling slightly, if they were also found...

Meng Su also retracted his head and hugged Ling Qingyu in his arms, his hand holding the handle of the knife turned pale.

The carnival outside lasted for a long time, and the shouts of the men and teenagers gradually decreased, and finally fell silent.

Ling Qingyu quietly raised his head, looked out from the gap, and saw that the young man hanging on the tree was covered in blood. He didn't know how many knives he had been stabbed. The two chests became big holes, his face was blurred, and the man on the ground His body is even more fragmented.

After only one glance, Ling Qingyu paled and shrank back. These bandits are not human! This is not something humans can do!