Chapter 89: Colorful little wool balls!

Chapter 89-Sorry!
On the outskirts of the suburbs, Ta Xuebai led the two galloping all the way, dozens of black whistling birds screamed sternly, and they followed closely behind.
"Don't be afraid." Qin Shaoyu held the person in his arms.
Shen Qianling grabbed his sleeve tightly, and at the bottom of his heart was helpless.
A bird swooped down suddenly, and Qin Shaoyu backhanded it and cut it into two pieces.
In the scream, the blood poured down like rain and fell warmly on the two. Shen Qianling had numbness in his back and closed his eyes involuntarily.
Convenient in front of me was a deep canyon, but when I stepped on the white snow, he raised his forefoot and stopped in place.
Feng Jiuye stood on the rock in front of him and looked at the two with amusement.
Reporting a wrecked bird, the tide rushed over, Qin Shaoyu could not think too much, stood up holding Shen Qianling, and slashed a blood path with his sword.
Feng Jiuye shook the golden bell in her hand and called the mourning bird back to her.
Qin Shaoyu guarded Shen Qianling and held a sword with one hand to look at him.
"It's rare to see two so embarrassed." Feng Jiuye's tone was full of mockery.
"What exactly do you want to do!" Shen Qianling stared at him fiercely.
"Of course I want you to go back with me." Feng Jiuye raised an eyebrow.
"Dream." Qin Shaoyu said coldly.
"I'm afraid it's not up to you now." Feng Jiuye's tone was slightly offensive, obviously provocative.
Qin Shaoyu suddenly lifted Shen Qianling with one hand and killed Feng Jiuyue with a thunderbolt.
If there is nothing to worry about, he can fight with him. But now there is a Shen Qianling around, coupled with those who report the loss of birds, hard work is absolutely not good for yourself. The only hope is to rush into the canyon-due to the topography, the wrecked bird cannot follow up, and it can win a little more.
Feng Jiuye smiled coldly, actually holding his three-foot sword edge with his bare hands.
Qin Shaoyu turned around and took Shen Qianling to the top of the terrain.
Feng Jiuye's palms had black lines, and the ghost's claws generally hit the door of the two.
Qin Shaoyu kicked a huge rock and kicked Shen Qianling into the deep mountain dense forest.
Feng Jiuye blew a whistle, dozens of reported wrecked birds immediately flew up again, and launched a crazy attack on two people again and again. In order to protect Shen Qianling, Qin Shaoyu took a claw on his shoulder, and the flesh flew into the bone, and the blood flowed instantly. Shen Qianling looked startled, grabbing his clothes and anxiously, "You let him take me away, I still have his stuff, he will not treat me."
"Shut up!" Qin Shaoyu gritted his teeth, chopped down a big bird, and continued to flee him up the mountain.
"With me you can't win him!" Shen Qianling growled.
Qin Shaoyu hugged him even more tightly, and he fought with Feng Jiuye who was catching up with one hand, but apparently could not help.
Fighting and retreating all the way, there are already cliffs behind.
"Don't give up yet?" Feng Jiuye looked evil.
Qin Shaoyu just hit him in the palm of his hand, some bloodshot in the corner of his mouth.
Shen Qianling helped him, but his hands were a little unconscious.
"Come back." Feng Jiuye reached out to him.
Shen Qianling's eyes were full of vigilance and mistrust.
"I'll take you back to the holy religion." Feng Jiuye said softly, "He is dead, but you still have a great wealth and prosperity, and don't enjoy it. Can't you be buried with him?"
Shen Qianling's palms were cold, still unmoved.
Seeing that he did not respond, Feng Jiuye still smiled patiently, but his eyes were suddenly murderous, and they attacked the two like lightning. Qin Shaoyu pushed Shen Qianling aside, and tried his best to slap him, and suddenly felt a tingling in his heart, his eyes darkened and he was shot down the cliff.
"Don't!" Shen Qianling was hysterical, rushing madly and trying to catch him, but only had time to wipe his fingertips.
The favorite person in this life is about to disappear, and Shen Qianling didn't hesitate for a moment, so he jumped along with him.
If you can't have a peer, then you will die in the same acupoint.
Feng Jiuye obviously did not expect that Shen Qianling would be so crazy, but he did not respond for a while, when he wanted to catch it, there was only a sea of ​​clouds in front of him.
The two quickly fell off the cliff, Qin Shaoyu gritted his teeth and tried his best to hold Shen Qianling in his arms. Right-handed sword stabbed into the crack of the stone, after a dazzling electric light, finally stopped hanging on the mountainside.
Shen Qianling's face was pale, and he couldn't say a word when he looked at him.
"Little pig." Qin Shaoyu laughed on his face, but his voice was a little hoarse, "I said that you have what he wants in your hands, why die with me."
Shen Qianling's tears fell down, and he clenched his waist tightly.
"Don't cry." Qin Shaoyu hugged him with one hand, "Linger is good, don't cry."
There is still a cliff underneath them, and the two are hung on the mountainside only by the sword's edge stuck in the stone gap, and they may fall at any time.
"This is the first time you haven't fainted from a height." Qin Shaoyu teased him.
Shen Qianling held him without speaking.
"Afraid?" The right shoulder wound was torn again, and Qin Shaoyu's arms gradually became numb, but he still coaxed him softly, as if they were little love words in the bed.
"Not afraid." Shen Qianling looked at him with red eyes, "to die together."
Qin Shaoyu kissed his forehead, and his tears caught him from falling. "Sorry."
"Let it go." Shen Qianling buried his face in his arms and closed his eyes quietly. "I'm really not afraid."
The sword finally couldn't bear the weight of the two people, and slipped out little by little. Seeing that the two were about to fall again, a clear cry came suddenly in the distance.
A huge and colorful bird waving its wings and was flying over this side.
"Phoenix?" Shen Qianling was surprised.
"I haven't seen it before." Qin Shaoyu hugged him.
The big bird flew closer and closer, and finally landed on the stone wall not far from the two, pecking at the red wild fruit in the crack of the stone.
"Hug me." Qin Shaoyu whispered.
Shen Qianling hugged him tightly.
Qin Shaoyu kicked his legs firmly on the stone wall, and flung towards the big bird with his last strength, landing on it with all his strength.
The colorful bird was soared into the air and rolled back and forth in the air, trying to throw the uninvited guest down.
At this moment of life and death, Qin Shaoyu hugged his neck tightly, forcing himself not to let go with strength beyond the limits of the human body.
Shen Qianling also learned that he was holding the bird's neck, and his brain was so blank that he couldn't do any more thinking, but tightened his arms with his instinct for survival.
Seeing that he could not shake off the burden on his back, the colorful birds hissed angrily, and rushed under the cliff with the two of them.
Shen Qianling felt the wind in his ears, and it seemed that even his clothes were torn by the wind.
Seeing that the ground was getting closer and closer, before the colorful bird turned over and slammed its back against the stone wall, Qin Shaoyu jumped up with Shen Qianling and rolled down in a paddy field.
The plaster was finally thrown off, and the colorful birds were shaking with satisfaction, and flew back towards the blue sky.
Qin Shaoyu was lying in the field, looking pale and smiling at Shen Qianling.
Shen Qianling helped him to sit up, startled and wanted to cry and laugh, "We are not dead."
Qin Shaoyu nodded weakly, opened his mouth to speak, but his head crooked in his arms.
Shen Qianling labored to help him lean on Tianyu, stood up and looked around, and saw a village not far away, so he stumbled and ran for help.
The village was praying for rain. Suddenly, a little boy ran over with blood, and was suddenly shocked.
"My elder brother is injured." Shen Qianling was too late to explain. He grabbed a man who seemed to be a leader and begged, "You, you go to rescue him."
"Who are you and where did you come from?" The man was surprised.
The colorful birds fluttered their wings over the village, and Shen Qianling pointed with his hand, "It brought us!"
The villagers at the scene exploded the pan, and looked at him with the eyes of Altman!
"It's true." Shen Qianling said almost incoherently. "My elder brother and I were chased and killed by the bad guys on the mountain. It is this big bird who flew us here to ask me to save my elder brother."
"Divine bird brought you?" The village chief was surprised.
Shen Qianling nodded vigorously.
"Really!" Someone in the village had a sharp eye. "He still has the bird's feathers on his head!"
Shen Qianling raised his hand and touched it, and it really touched down a colorful gilt bird feather. It is estimated that the big bird accidentally fell when it was struggling.
"Come and see." The colorful bird is a bird in the village. Since it is the person it brings, it must be called by God. So the village chief took the initiative and took Shen Qianling and Tian Qin to bring the unconscious Qin Shaoyu back to the village.
"The owner of this house has gone out of the mountain, and you will live here temporarily," said the village chief. "I wonder how they are called?"
"Are there any doctors?" Shen Qianling looked anxious, totally inattentive to him.
"Some and some, I am." The village chief volunteered bravely.
"He was hurt by a bad guy." Shen Qianling gave him a place beside the bed, "Please save him."
The village head separated Qin Shaoyu's eyelids and looked, "It seems to be poisoned?"
"I was injured by a poisoned palm, and I was scratched on the shoulder by a reported mourning bird." Shen Qianling said anxiously, "Can it be cured?"
"Yes." The village chief found a small bottle from his waist and poured some potion in Qin Shaoyu's mouth, which was faster than that.
Shen Qianling was surprised. "What did you feed him?"
"Detoxify the water." The name is really simple.
"You didn't ask me what poison was in him!" Shen Qianling was anxious, helping Qin Shaoyu wanted to let him spit it out.
"This little boy is anxious." The village chief quickly explained, "People in our village have been so detoxified for hundreds of years and have a good spirit."
There is more than one poison in the world! Shen Qianling forced himself to calm down, "Where is the way out of the mountain?"
The head of the village was surprised, "My son is going out now?"
Qin Shaoyu was unconscious, Shen Qianling naturally did not dare to leave him here, but the poison was inexplicable, so he only begged the village chief to say, "Can you find someone out of the mountain and help me to bring a message to my family outside the mountain?"
"I'm afraid it's not possible." The head of the village was distressed. "Our grandparents have never been out of the mountains. The only communication with the outside world is once a year, but this time the caravan and the guide have set off. Don't recognize the way out of the mountain. "
"No one who can get out of the mountain?"
The village chief nodded honestly.
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