Song Xijiao's heart is a cluttering, as expected is song QingHan!

"She ran away with the general? Where did you go? How did you find it? "

When Chen Yu heard song Xijiao's question, he couldn't help looking up at Meng Xinghe. In fact, where did they send someone to look for him?

Anyway, it's a spy. If you run away, you'll run away. It's nothing to do with them.

Now that the Daqing Dynasty and Fusu have ceased their war, these spies have no room for survival. Let them live and die on their own!

What's more, song QingHan is not a good thing. She was really found and convicted. The impact on Miss Song was not good, so they didn't look for it at all.

To say so to song Xijiao is just to make her feel at ease.

Song Xijiao understood everything at the sight of his expression, and was about to turn over and dismount: "tell me which direction she has gone, and I will find it myself."

"Be honest!"

Meng Xinghe grabbed her and didn't let her move.

Song Xijiao said, "I'm going to find my sister!"

"Do you still recognize this sister?" Meng Xinghe thick eyebrow a pick, "you are not really pick ah, what kind of people also call sister, she is worthy to be your sister?"

Song Xijiao suddenly turned her head and glared at Meng Xinghe: "no matter whether she deserves it or not, she is! This is a relationship engraved in our blood, and no one can change it. "

"I can change. After returning to Beijing, I will immediately face the emperor and remove you from the Song family! The Song family is a family that harbors evils. If you continue to stay in the Song family, you will only be defiled by them. I think it's not interesting that you should change your surname to Meng and call it Meng Meng? "

"It's funny, you're big!"

Song Xijiao was angry in front of many of his subordinates and gave him back.

"My surname is song, and I've been surnamed song all my life. No matter what kind of people and crimes have been committed by the Song family, I will be surnamed song. This will never be changed. And my sister, I must find her. She is my last relative in the world, do you understand

Meng Xinghe looked at Song Xijiao's firm and persistent eyes and suddenly laughed: "forget it, I'm defeated by you. Yes, I can't understand it! "

"Then you will let me down!"

"Don't move." Meng Xinghe impatiently fixed her shoulder, then turned to Chen Yu and asked, "which direction did they run?"

Chen Yu said, "it should be in the West."

"I know. I'll send a hundred people to look for them along the way. I want to see people alive and dead to see corpses. Do you understand?"

Chen Yu had to bow his hand and say, "yes."

……

In the vast desert, several horses flew up the hillside.

Song QingHan tightly hugs a general's waist and goes up the mountain with apprehension.

She ran away.

When the master's people rescued her from Cui Tiancheng, she began to think about how to escape, because she could not go back to Xianming pass with song Xijiao.

Because of her informer, Meng Xinghe died more than 1000 elite soldiers, and he almost died in the battlefield.

Once back, she will die.

She doesn't want to die. She doesn't want to die yet!

However, she would not want to escape with these Fusu people. She has understood the nature of Fusu people thoroughly through these days' contact.

These people are rude, selfish and cold-blooded. They are worse than a group of bloodthirsty wolves!

Follow them, she might as well run for her own life.

Now that she has left Fusu by them, she can't go on with them any more. She has to find a way to leave.

Just thinking about it, the horse suddenly stopped.

Song QingHan did not understand: "why not go?"

The Fusu people did not say a word. They dismounted, tied the horse rope to the tree, and then picked up the kettle and began to drink.

Song QingHan blew the wind all the way and her throat was thirsty. She looked at the Fu Su people eagerly and begged, "give me a drink, too."

"Hum."

The Fusu looked at her with a sneer, hung his kettle back on the horse, pushed her to the tree and began to pick her clothes.

Song QingHan is startled and slaps her face subconsciously.

"What are you doing?"

These men were all the right-hand assistants of the great mage. They were also masters in Fusu who played for the tiger. At this time, they were tired and had great psychological pressure. They wanted to take advantage of song QingHan and vent their fire.

Unexpectedly, he was slapped in the face when he started. The man was so angry that he raised his hand to fight song QingHan.

This time, song QingHan was stunned.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself lying on the horse's back, and the horses under her were running fast. But her clothes are not neat, her hair is messy, and she is also very uncomfortable. It is obvious that something has happened.It turned out that after these people knocked her unconscious, they still vent on her.

Song QingHan suddenly smiles.

I thought that even if I couldn't live a good life with these people, I could at least save my life.

Now it seems that with them, life is better than death

Retribution.

This is her retribution.

There's no escape.

Thinking of this, she was not afraid.

When the horses stopped again and the Fusu people wanted to rest, song QingHan suddenly said to the Fushu man, "can you come here for a moment? I have a secret to tell you."

The Fusu people were gnawing at a dry cake in their hands and glanced up at her.

The other Fusu people all gave him a bad smile. Obviously, they all thought of something dirty.

Song QingHan looks in the eye, also did not make a voice.

The Fu Su people laughed and pushed song QingHan aside.

Song QingHan walked in front of her without looking back at the people behind her.

Even though, this is the person she chose to accompany her on the road.

"Well, where do you want to go, it's OK here!"

When I hear song QingHan, I don't want to stop walking

"There are many problems."

As soon as I went, I went straight to the edge of the cliff.

It's very difficult to hunt in the fierce wind here. When the Fusu people came here with her, they suddenly frowned, glanced at the towering cliff beside her eyes and said, "what did you bring me here for?"

Song QingHan looked up at the Fu Su man: "you know, I'm not a good man."

Fu Su people don't understand: "know how?"

"But you are not a good person. We have done a lot of bad things in our life, and many things that I am sorry for others. Therefore, even if we die, we still deserve to die."

"Grass! What are you talking about? "

The Fusu people glared at her in displeasure, walked a few steps to her, and raised his hand to hit her.

But as soon as his hand was raised, song QingHan grasped his wrist: "I hope I can kill you, and I can count it as a little merit of me."

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