: 226 wind up the cloud volume, Qian Kun first exposed

The sun gradually sinks, the desert in winter, the temperature is similar to the outside in the daytime, but at night it is very cold, and the moon adds some wood, and turns to look at the woman who is not covered in the clothes. It is so cold at night, overnight She may die here...
The heart was soft and soft. She hit the pot of broth and hugged two blankets and ran over.
The woman's lips are frozen and purple, and the whole body is squatting. Haoyue quickly put the blanket around her, and then unscrewed the pot and handed it to her. "You should drink some hot food first!"
The woman barely smiled, and the hand that took the pot was somewhat unstable. The long-lost heat made her warm, and the soup was cleaned in a few mouthfuls.
I smiled and took the pot: "I will go and give you a pot!"
This month, I took some meat and pushed it to the woman to let her eat. The woman held the things in her hand, tears in her eyes, and choked: "Thank you..."
Haoyue sat down beside her and smiled: "You don't have to thank me, thank you for thanking me."
"You are all good people..." The woman shed tears while eating meat.
Haoyue quickly helped her to wipe her face. When she touched her face, she felt the ice scary, so she said: "It’s better to roast the fire in the past, you are so cold!"
The woman looked at the fire and looked at the fire. "But..."
Haoyue took her hand: "Don't be afraid, don't look at the cold face of the son. She is very good. No one is chasing after this. You can rest assured that it will be roasting in the fire. We will go apart during the day."
"You..." The woman was wrong, but she had already taken her to the fire.
The woman looked horrified and couldn’t help but feel ashamed. They didn’t agree to take her. Did they already guess it...
"嗖!" The whistling sound of the arrow broke, the woman will push the moon, and the two fell to the ground. Looking back, a feather arrow was inserted in the place where the two stood.
Haoyue got up and looked at the dark horses that ran side by side in the distance, carrying the woman’s hand: "They are the ones who are chasing you?!"
The woman kneels on the ground, listens carefully to the sand with her ears, and suddenly shakes her body. The voice is obviously shaking. "He is coming... He is coming!"
"Who is here?" Haoyue wanted to ask, but when I thought about it, I didn't say it now, and quickly pulled her up: "Let's go!"
"No...!" The woman screamed and pushed her away, and went back. "He is coming, I can't run away. I will be with you when I am with you. Let's go!"
I am in a hurry and go up and pull her up. "As long as there is a son, no one can hurt you. Come with me!"
In the blink of an eye, the people who rode their backs and arrows have come to the front, and they have drawn the arrow frame from behind to point to the woman and the moon. The woman clenched her teeth to the front of the station, opened her arms and closed her eyes, and died when she died. It is better to die than to fall in the hands of the beast!
"Hey!" Three arrows rang, but the expected pain did not come. The woman blinked, but I didn’t know when two people appeared!
Mei Er and Su Huan threw the feather arrows in their hands and rushed to several horses. They repeatedly escaped a few feather arrows and jumped up before the horse. They lifted their feet and put them on horseback. Kicked down. After the flower Yin five people followed, one person held one.
Mei Er turned out the banner in their bag and shook it open. It was a half yellow day wheel with a flame shape around it.
The man was taken over, and Mei Er handed the flag to the horror. "The son, they may be the chariots of the tribe."
"Let me see!" Murong Wei quickly walked over, but his eyes trembled at the moment he touched the flag. "Coco Doia...!"
After a quiet moment, Yan Yan turned to look at the distance, there was no trace of people there. "They are not far away."
The horror of the chin squatting at the woman, thoughtfully said: "It seems that this time we still provoked a lot of people."
The woman bowed her head and grabbed the blanket on her body, whispering: "Yes... is Coco Doo..."
"Dare to take the woman of my king privately, don't want to leave the desert alive!" was snarled by a ranger who was kneeling on the ground.
The flower was stunned and picked. "It turned out to be a family matter. We didn't intervene..."

No! No!
the woman shouted and shouted:
I was forced!

"A woman who is not ashamed, my lord is your honor, even dare to escape, we will punish you!"
"Closing your mouth, it’s too noisy."
The flower Yin five people were in a neat position and a few people were dumb.
"Gongzi, are we going to save her...?" Hao Yue asked carefully.
"Look at the other person, there are many people," said the horror without emotion. "If the power is overwhelming..." she said to look at the woman. "You will accept it."
The woman was trembled but had to accept this fact.
A group of people sat around the fire, no one spoke, only to hear the firewood burning in the wood, and everyone was listening to the movement in the desert.
"I, my name is Zhayi, the daughter of the patriarch of the Western family. My tribe has been occupied by the Coco Doia family. Only I escaped..." Zaire hides his face. "The Coco Doya family is arrogant and arrogant. Only the saints can punish them..."
"The Coco Doya family has already been called the king. Its ambitions can be expressed, the forces annexed, and the tribal battle is only inevitable. Except for obedience is fighting, there is no choice." The flower stunned and leaned on Yan Yan, looking at the flame of jumping.
Zha Yi looked at the two with tears, but none of them were cold and frosty, and ended the life of a fresh life with a cold words. Why is it cruel? !
"No, the saint will save us!" Zai said with hope: "Take the Coco Doya family like the punishment of Satay thirty years ago!"
The flower stunned and shook his head gently, and lifted it to Yan Yan, "Is it cold?"
Yan Yuyan put her ring tighter, her mouth smirked and licked her hand and said, "Is this still cold?"
"Much better." The flower was horrified on his chest, trying to stick to him, absorbing the heat from his body.
The horseshoes thundered through the desert, and the black-pressed horse team rushed with sand and dust, reflecting a dark red under the glare of the sun...!