Chapter 132: The sick prince is too clingy (53)
Chapter 132 The sick prince is too clingy (53)
"Miss, she... is the slave's fault."
Spring painting originally wanted to say that it was the young lady who insisted not to let her follow, but when she thought about her situation, she regretted it.
Why is she so stupid?
Miss refused to follow, can't she follow it secretly?
"Shibei, contact me." Duan Muhan looked in the direction of Linzi, with anxious and cold light in his eyes.
The forest is so dangerous, Jojo wouldn’t be so inept.
What's more, she promised him that if she wanted to go into the woods, she would definitely call herself.
Something must have happened.
Shibei's expression is also a bit bad: "I have sent a flare, but there is no response."
According to the truth, the two dark guards followed, and there should be no time to return the flare.
There must be something wrong.
"Take me to search in the woods separately."
Leaving a word, Duan Muhan turned on his horse and headed straight to the forest.
"Yes." Shibei hurriedly arranged to go down, and then caught up.
"Wait for me."
Chunhua did not know where he brought a horse and chased after Shi Bei.
Time back to one hour ago...
Su Qiao was just taking advantage of the sun to find herbs on the edge of the woods.
Just as soon as riding a horse into the woods, something went wrong.
【Host, this horse is crazy and there is a problem. 】
"Hmm." Su Yan should have done it.
She also guessed that the woman would shoot, but she didn't expect it was to give medicine to the horse.
With so many horses, how did she guess which horse she would use?
Are all horses being fed medicine?
Su Qiao jolted on the horse for a while, and was about to grab the vines hanging down from the tree and jump off the horse. As a result, there was a sudden sound of horseshoes behind him.
And there are still a lot of people.
【Host, it was Duanmuting who brought people here, and it seemed that he was coming for you. 】
"It's really annoying."
I really want to kill.
Have her missed the good opportunity just now.
【Host, what should I do? The eldest prince and they are about to catch up. 】
Su Qiao glanced back, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, her eyes indifferent: "Huh, I'll follow you if you're not afraid of losing your life."
The horse ran wildly in the woods, Su Qiao leaned her upper body tightly on the horse's back, took out a bag of powder from her pocket with the other hand, and ran all the way.
seemed to understand what she meant, Duan Muting's eagle eyes stared at his'prey' closely, and a strong desire to conquer suddenly rose in his heart.
It was the first time he saw such a beautiful and strong woman with such a personality.
"His Royal Highness, from here, there will be more beasts, do you still chase?"
I lashed the horse with a riding whip, and Duan Muting laughed wildly:
"Haha, chase! Your Highness will meet this Su Da beauty today."
Unfortunately, the delicate roses are all thorns.
Not long after , various beasts rushed to attack them with crazy heads.
"Your Highness, something is wrong."
"It's just a few beasts, what are you afraid of."
Duanmuting, who had experienced on the battlefield, slashed with a knife without seeing a few small beasts in his eyes.
The guards around him also raised their knives after seeing this.
【Host, there are more and more animals. ] 444 is a little worried as he looks at the small animals running towards him.
"Ok."
Su Qiao has cold eyebrows, with a trace of solemnity, lying on the horseback, holding the reins in one hand, and with his right hand drawn the sword from his waist.
Fortunately, when she came out today, she took the sword that Father Su left her to defend herself.
‘Puff Puff’
A fawn that ran into him like a mad was stabbed with a sword, and as Su Qiao drew his sword without hesitation, a burst of scarlet blood shot out.
Su Qiao's eyes were indifferent, as if he was used to this kind of killing. When the deer fell down, one person and one horse had already ran away so far.
Next, as long as the animals blocking the front are all picked up by her with a sword.
(End of this chapter)
