Chapter 758: get away

Chapter 758 Escape
‘Brushing brush! ‘A silver road with a strong killing in the air, where the sword gas passed, the guards died one by one, the red blood oozing out of the wound, dyed the ground...
Tuobahao's face is iron and blue, and Murong Xue's martial arts is even better than he imagined. Even if she is injured, the Turkic guards can't catch her...
At the tip of the toe, Tuoba’s eyes were in front of Murong Xue, and the sword stabbed her in the past...
Murong Xue did not show weakness, and the sword greeted the long sword of Tuohaohao. The two men fought again, and the fierce weapon handover was deafening...
‘Hey! The sound of a slight wind broke, and hundreds of Turkic guards came to reinforce.
Murong Xue slightly squinted, here is the Turkic King City, more and more Turkic Guards, and she, just alone, and then fight like this, fierce and less...
Suddenly lifted his foot to the top of Takuya's chest, and took him out for four or five meters, and he slammed into the sudden Turkic guards.
Murong Xue took the opportunity to leap and flew away in the distance...
Looking at her fast-flying figure, Tuo Haohao's eyes were red, and he ordered: "Catch her, don't let her run."
"Yes!" The guards took the lead and hurriedly climbed up and flew to chase Rong Xue...
Murong Xue will rush to the extreme, like the wind, quickly rushing forward, the closely guarded guards are all left behind by her, and farther and farther away from her.
I don't know how long it took, Murong Xue felt calm down, and there was no follower behind her. She was relieved and fluttered to the ground: she finally got rid of the Turkic guards...
Suddenly there was a needle-like pain in the chest. Murong Xue reached out and grabbed her chest. When she was in the ecstasy, she was injured by Tuobahao, and she had not had time to treat it...
Stretching out a few silver needles from the sleeves, Murong Xue was crisp and neatly tied to the acupuncture point near the heart: she had no medicine around her, she could only cure it with a silver needle...
With the arrival of a silver needle, the pain of Murong Xue’s chest gradually disappeared, and a warm current slowly rose in the heart. Murong Xue’s long sigh of relief: Tuobahao, with ten success She was vomiting blood, she wanted to use her blood to start the transmission array on the altar. It was so abominable that she would never lighten him when she saw him again next time.
Hey, a slight sound rang in the distance, Murong Xue looked up and saw a cute little boy in the snow, sitting in the tall grass, holding dozens of grass in the hustle... bite……
Someone is licking grass, she is not mistaken!
Murong Xue rubbed his eyes and saw that the little boy was still sitting in the grass, holding the grass...
The little boy was wearing a light blue little robe, wearing ink cloud boots on his feet, wearing a red gold collar on his neck, a white little hand chubby, a cute little face also chubby, but his face was slightly yellowish, apparently I haven’t eaten for a few times.
His eyes are watery, his face is bitter, holding grass and scalping his head.
This little boy is obviously a child of a rich family. How can he lick grass here?
Murong Xue was puzzled, and slowly walked forward, taking out a paper bag from the sleeves and handing it to the little boy.
There are only three red cakes left in the oil-paper bag. It was packed in the morning when she was eating. It was cold and there was no heat, but its golden color indicates that it is a fine snack.
The little boy saw the red cake, the action of smashing the grass was a slap in the face, looking up to Murong Xue little by little, the dark eyes were full of confusion, apparently it was still not reacting.
Murong Xue smiled and smiled: "This is for you. If you like it, just eat it."
The little boy's black scorpion flashed in an instant, took the red cake and stuffed it into his mouth. In an instant, the sweetness of the cake was spread in the mouth. The little boy's eyes were red and swooped into the arms of Murong Xue. Wow, I cried.
"What's wrong?" Murong Xue did not know, so patted the little boy's back, softly comforted.
"The cake you gave is so delicious." The little boy cried miserly: "I have been hungry for a day and a night..." There is no way to be hungry, then I will learn to eat small animals and eat hunger...
"What happened?" Murong Xue gently wiped the tears on the boy's face with silk slap, full of confusion: looking at the clothes and accessories of the little boy, he should be favored at home, how can he fall to No food to eat...
"I came out riding and got lost," the little boy said in a row.
Murong Xue: "..."
"You are not with the guards, little sister?" The young boy is very young. If he travels, he will follow the guards.
"Follow, but we accidentally dispersed!" said the little boy crying.
Murong Xue: "..."
The grasslands are large, and the grass on the grasslands is also somewhat high. If you are not careful when riding, you may indeed be separated.
"Your horse?" Murong Xue looked around and saw that there was no space around the horse.
"Run! It was a little pony that had just been brought in. I still didn't listen to me very much. I was so weak that I didn't hold it for a while, and it ran away..." The little boy said sad.
Murong Xue: "..."
Ok, the little boy is too small, no pony is high, can't hold the horse, it is normal.
"Do you know the way home?"
"I don't know." The little boy shook his head. He only remembered that after he left the house, the pony glared at him and ran. He ran and ran. He ran here, and the pony was too fast. He can't remember exactly where it ran...
Murong Xue: "..."
She should not count on a child who is a few years old to remember.
"What is your name?" Murong Xue looked at the little boy and asked softly: The boy did not remember where he lived. She wanted to send him back. She must understand some basic information about him...
"A fence," the little boy said softly.

How old?
Murong Xue asked again.
"Six years old!" The boy's milk replied with a milky voice.
"Who are you?" asked Murong Xue.
"French!" The little boy said with a smile, Murong Xue was too late to wonder, how the name was so weird, the little boy opened his mouth again: "My mother often calls me like this!"
Murong Xue: "..."
She should not count on a six-year-old child to accurately remember her father's name.
"What is your name?"
"Yiang, I often call her like this." The little boy smiled and bent, as if he was proud of remembering the name.
Murong Xue had no choice but to pay for the six-year-old child who did not know her father's name. She should not expect him to remember his mother's name. However, if she wanted to send him home, she had to know who his parents were.
"Then, have you heard of it, how do other people call you?"
The little boy thought about it seriously and said: "General, there are a few uncles, so often call me."
(End of this chapter)