"Now you must leave here at once." Rong embroidery immediately: "if there is no place to go, you go to a spring restaurant in Qicheng."

She put a few pieces of silver in her hand and put them into suo'er and Ling Luo's hands.

She knew that suo'er had been living on the street for a long time, and this woman had been crushed into dust by the world.

"And you?" Lock son looked at these pieces of broken silver, and turned to see the Rong embroidery: "you don't go?"

Rong Xiu shook her head and said, "I still have something to do."

Yes, if you leave here today, you can take a long-term view and slowly detoxify. But she has to consider for Su Chengxi. She has to understand how Su Chengxi is.

"No, you can't go back." Ling Luo seized Rong Xiu's hand: "if you go back now, the king of Qichun will kill you. It's too dangerous."

"I'll take ayama and leave." In the eyes of lock son, all is serious color: "you rest assured."

She dragged Ling Luo and took it away from the palace. At this moment, but listen to the woman's scream outside, the Dragon woman coldly fell at the door: "do you want to go?"

Fortunately, suo'er and Ling Luo lost some time in the palace, so they haven't gone outside yet.

Mother long raised her sword, but none of the women was left outside. Suo'er and Ling Luo, however, had already climbed over the wall of the inner courtyard of the palace and ran out of the river beach. If you go further, you will find the official road.

Their desire for survival made them dare not stop at half a step and finally broke into the mountain.

At the moment, Rongxiu sneaks back to the inner garden. Qichengwei has surrounded the four men in black. No matter how good they are, they are mortals. At the moment, their bodies are covered with scars, especially the leader in black. There is a terrible wound on his body.

"Stop it!" Rong embroidery suddenly broke into the palace, her eyes half closed: "let them go."

"Oh, we need women to save us!" The head of the man in black suddenly had a shock in his arms. The dagger in his hand actually bounced out of the sword case. It was a long sword with cold light shining on the water.

For a while, the sword was as bright as water, and he forced Qi Chengwei to retreat a few steps. He drank coldly again and said, "take this woman out!"

This roar became the last shadow of Rongxiu before she was unconscious, and then there was the dark smell of fishy sweetness and the smell of rotting from the body.

The carriage bumped under her body, and Rongxiu felt a dull pain in her chest. She struggled to open her eyes, but saw a pale teenager sitting opposite her.

It was a carriage that did not know where to go. The boy looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his face was full of determination.

"Are you awake?" Young a time a bit excited: "you were poisoned, I gave you a little antidote pills, but it seems useless."

Rong Xiu also felt her internal organs ache. It seemed that it had been poisoned. She grinned hard: "where are we now?"

"I'm going to Guicheng now. There's a miracle doctor there who may be able to save your life." The young man raised the curtain and took a look out of the window with caution: "don't worry, the old man is very skillful in medicine."

"There is no remedy for my poison." Rong Xiu lips floating a smile: "mainly the order of compatibility of herbs do not know."

"I must save you, or their sacrifice will not be worth it." The young man took a deep breath, and Rong Xiu clearly saw that there were tears in the corner of his eyes.

"What happened then?" Rong Xiu suddenly recalled the light of the sword that had just flowed. She also remembered the eyes of the man in black. There seemed to be some feelings in it that she could not think of clearly for a moment.

"We are the five color army of the emperor. In the early years of Jianyuan, there were only 20 people, but these 20 people were highly skilled. They did many impossible tasks for the emperor. Because they usually wore five colors of clothes and were very good at camouflage, they were called five color dark guards. Up to now, the five color army has hundreds of people."

The teenager seemed very proud of his identity. He stared at Rong Xiu's eyes: "what you just saw is all the people in our team."

"Four people..." Rong Xiu secretly thought that there were two people who knew each other: "only the two of us escaped?"

The young man slightly lowered his head: "the elder brother dragged Qi Chengwei inside, the second and third brother killed a way for us two."

Rong Xiu has five tastes in her heart. Her eyes are hot. It is obvious that the three people died for themselves.

"And first do not give up hope, with the king of Qichun as a man, he will not start to kill those three people now." Rong Xiu wants to comfort the boy.

However, he did not want to say with a bitter smile: "maybe it's better to die."

Good People like the king of Qichun will try their best to torture the three until they tell the truth about what they know.

"But it's the big brother's choice." Young eyes full of perseverance: "as long as we can go to Guicheng, I can still find it back."Compared with Qicheng, Guicheng is far away from Wangdu, and there are a large number of Southern Xinjiang people in it. Although they are also under the rule of the emperor, they are not easy to deal with.

Thinking of this, Rong Xiu's heart slowly sank down. Will this really be so simple?

"Change your clothes." The young man suddenly threw a burden on him: "the current situation in Guicheng is not clear, and the people in southern Xinjiang have great hostility to us."

When Rong Xiu opened the bag, she saw some of the most common clothes of Southern Xinjiang people. Her cheek was slightly red and she said in a low voice, "turn around first."

The boy's face turned a little red, and he turned quickly.

Rong Xiu changed her clothes in the car. The toxins in her body made her hands and feet very heavy, and even felt difficult to breathe.

The young man obviously heard that Rong Xiu's internal breathing was not smooth. He coughed a few times: "don't worry, those Southern Xinjiang people will be able to cure you."

"What's your name?" "My name is Rongxiu. We have to remember each other's names to avoid suspicion."

The boy was stunned for a moment: "I don't have a name."

In the five color army, there are only pseudonyms used when carrying out tasks. Usually, people call each other by numbers.

Rong Xiu thought of number seven, and she couldn't help laughing: "if you wear green clothes, call you green bamboo. It's nice to hear and easy to remember."

The young man could not help but smile: "that is called green bamboo."

His cunning eyes, at the moment, gradually spread a ray of light. Rong Xiu gasped hard: "I didn't expect that we would come to this step, and even want to escape to Guicheng. I feel uneasy."