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Without enough time to push him away, the two of them hugged each other and rolled forward. The next second, there was another click, and the fourth arrow shot through, narrowly missing the spot where they had just pounced.
The arm strength of those people is terrible!
Such a wooden wall could be easily shot through, and they were not necessarily safe in the carriage.
The wind blew up the car curtains, and they looked outside at the same time. The front was a blur, and the wasteland seemed to be cut off suddenly, and it turned out to be a cliff!
Their carriage is speeding towards the cliff!
"Jump out of the car." Sikong Ji made a quick decision and pulled her up. "When you jump off, be careful to protect your head and get up and run to the right as soon as possible. I will hold them back."
After Sikong Ji finished speaking, he rushed out first and jumped off the carriage.
"Sikongji!"
Ming Ruoxie immediately got out of the carriage, looked around, and saw Sikong Ji getting up from the ground, and then running towards the killers.
Do you want to die?
With his weak and dying body, he still wants to rush forward and fight?
Ming Ruoxie saw that those people had already galloped towards Sikong Ji.
The horse neighed and was almost at the edge of the cliff.
She was covered in injuries, so jumping out of the car at this time would probably be a disaster. And with this carriage, they might have a chance to escape. On her own, she would fall down before she could take ten steps.
With calm eyes, Ming Ruoxie climbed to the shaft of the carriage and then climbed onto the horse's back.
The horse galloped wildly, almost knocking her down.
If she falls, she will be trampled to pieces by the horses' hooves.
Ming Ruoxie held the horse's neck firmly with one hand and reached for the horse's head with his right hand.
The cliff is almost here
Ten meters. Eight meters.
The wind whistled in her ears, and she felt severe pain all over her body. Almost all the wounds collapsed, and blood flowed out again.
Five meters.
Ming Ruoxie¡¯s right hand had reached the horse¡¯s eyes, he reached out to cover the horse¡¯s eyes and closed them.
Her palms were dark red.
? Red as fire.
? Red as blood.
"The devil's hands cover his eyes, the evil doctor's special skills!"
"Turn right!"
Three meters. Two meters.
"Hiss!"
The out-of-control horse suddenly raised its front hooves high, looked up to the sky and neighed, and then suddenly turned sharply to the right, almost twisting the horse at a weird angle.
There was a sharp squeak, and the carriage was thrown away. One wheel almost rubbed the edge of the cliff and slid down a piece of sand. It was only a little bit short of sinking into the cliff.
The carriage brushed against the edge and turned.
"Turn around!"
Following Ming Ruoxie¡¯s instructions, the horses strangely obeyed and turned around and galloped towards where they came from.
Ming Ruoxie lay on his horse and saw that Sikong Ji and the killers were already fighting.
He didn¡¯t know when he grabbed an arrow and used the arrow as a sword. He was very fast and struck like lightning, stabbing the nearest horse.
The horse was in pain, raised its hoof and screamed in pain, and threw the man off the horse.
This sick tuber can actually do martial arts!
Although he has martial arts skills, Ming Ruoxie is convinced that he did not make a mistake in detecting his pulse and determining his life. He has already entered the gate of hell. Such a sick and weak body will not survive tomorrow morning.
But despite this, Ming Ruoxie still saw him kicking on the horse's belly, leaping into the air, and sweeping down the killer with one kick. When he jumped down, his knees pressed heavily into the man's throat.
??????? Neat and cruel.
Ming Ruoxie could almost hear the killer's throat snapping.
Is this still the sickly and beautiful man who is as bright as the moon, as unparalleled as jade, and as elegant as a bamboo?
At this moment, Sikong Ji is as handsome as Yan Jun.
"King Jin is actually a master!" A killer shouted, "I need to inform the master!"
They were all deceived by King Jin.
King Jin not only has martial arts, but also has extremely high cultivation level!
"Are you ordered to report the news?"
Sikong Ji¡¯s elegant and gentle voice came from the wind.
He has flowing black hair and is as handsome as an immortal.
As soon as the man finished speaking, he threw his hand, and the arrow in his hand shot out quickly, and with a pop, it went straight into his throat.
The killer's figure froze, his eyes bulged, he fell from his horse and died.
After he finished killing these killers, he slowly turned around and saw the carriage not far away.
The horse that was originally out of control now stood there extremely quiet, and the woman lying on the horse was looking up at him.
The carriage didn¡¯t rush off the cliff?
Did she control the mad horse?
Sikong Ji walked over and met her eyes.
"You are more powerful than I imagined."
You were able to stop the horse that was about to rush off the cliff. How did you do it?
"Both and each other, I didn't expect you to be able to kill those killers."
The consumptive prince is a master.
¡°Elegant temperament and ruthless attacks, these two qualities are too conflicting.
Sikongji looked at her with a gentle smile, as if he was chatting with her, "Everyone who knows this secret of my king is dead."
"I am Princess Jin. Do you want to kill her too?"
As soon as she finished her voice, she saw Sikong Ji vomiting a mouthful of blood and slowly falling down.
Ming Ruoxie was stunned for a moment, then looked down at Sikong Ji who was lying on the ground. He slid off the horse with difficulty, squatted down beside him, and stretched out his hand to feel for his pulse again.
With this visit, her face was wonderful.
I checked his pulse before, he will die tomorrow morning.
Looking back now, he only has less than half an hour left to live.
¡°Even if a sick tuberculosis man has great martial arts skills, he is still a sick tuberculosis boy who is about to die.¡± Ming Ruoxie sighed.
The fierce battle just now cost his life by an hour!
What¡¯s the use of such a master? Ming Ruoxie continued to despise.
He only has half an hour left to live, what should she do?
Ming Ruoxie squatted next to the unconscious Sikong Ji, thinking of the extremely precious pill, and sighed softly.
"That's okay. We still have a cooperative relationship. For the sake of the pill, I'll take you back."
But she was about to collapse. Sikong Ji looked thin, but still very heavy.
It took all her strength to lift him into the carriage. When she climbed up herself, she almost lost the strength to give instructions to the horse.
"Go back to the imperial city."
The old horse knows the way, so she just gave the instructions, and the horse pulled the carriage and galloped away without a driver.
Ming Ruoxie was lying next to Sikongji, feeling tired, painful, hungry and dizzy, feeling that this was the end of the road.
I don¡¯t know if Sikong Ji can survive until he returns to the city.
I don¡¯t know if anyone can treat him after he returns to the city.
And I don¡¯t even know what will happen to her next.
She only knew that if there was no more water or food, she would be finished soon.
Are you here just to find someone to die with her?
Just when Ming Ruoxie was feeling dizzy and about to fall into coma, an anxious call came from the wind.
"My lord, where are you?"
"Your Majesty!"
Ming Ruoxie was shocked and tried hard to open his eyes.
Someone is looking for Sikong Ji?
The voice sounds very anxious, so it¡¯s probably not an enemy.
"Go and find someone."
The old horse moved its ears and snorted, then pulled the car and ran towards the direction of the sound.
Two people came running over on horseback.
Immediately ahead is a young man with a round face. His eyes are red at the moment, and tears fall from time to time and are blown away by the wind.
Anxiety and worry were clearly visible on his face. He raised his whip and drove the horse very fast, wishing that the horse could have wings.
Behind him, an old doctor in his fifties turned pale after being jostled by the horse. He was leaning on the horse's back, his hands tightly around the horse's neck, and he was sitting a little tilted. He looked like he would be knocked off the horse's back at any time. All the same, there are dangers everywhere. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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