Exiled Huajiao

Chapter 225 Tears Fall Silently
It was windy after a day of heavy snowfall.

Like a stimulated wind, it swirls and rolls the ice slag into the air, like angry and roaring ice dragons crashing around.

When the sun was setting, the sky was as dark as ink.

On the streets engulfed by the whirlwind, passers-by with beards and eyebrows dyed white by snow were hurrying, even if the husband and wife passed by each other, they didn't notice each other.

At the end of Youshi, the evening came completely, the streets were empty, and even the wild dogs that usually roamed the streets hid under the haystacks to keep warm, not daring to ostentatiously walk through the streets.

In the south of the city, the eyes of the officers and soldiers guarding the city gate were almost covered with ice and snow, but they dared not take shelter from the wind and snow, and could only secretly curse the saint in brocade clothes for ordering to please the empress, and issued a death order to strictly guard the city gate, and they were the only ones who suffered in the end Watch the door.

A carriage slowly arrived at the gate, and the guards of the city gate stepped forward to check as usual.

The little woman driving the car had tears on her face, her eyes were red, she said that her mother in the country was seriously ill, and she wanted her elder brother and sister-in-law to send her to the city for the last time, so she had to leave the city overnight.

The order from above was to strictly investigate, and the city was not closed to prevent them from going out.

The gatekeeper stepped forward and asked the little lady to open the curtain of the carriage to check.

Inside the car, a young woman with a dark complexion was helping a man wipe the sweat off his forehead.

The man's face was pale, as if covered with a layer of white wax, and he looked like he was dying.

"When my brother heard that my mother was ill, he fainted immediately. He was not in good health. I was really worried that he would walk in front of my mother."

The little woman driving the car burst into tears as she spoke, crying so loudly that the dead could be revived.

The janitor soldier who was frowning and wanted to cover his ears took out the wanted portrait and compared it with the three of them, and found that they were not similar, so he immediately told the little woman to stop crying, get in the car and set off quickly, and don't miss sending the old man at home to the end a ride.

The gatekeepers who watched the carriage go away had no idea that their sympathy was in exchange for their own lives.

Lamei, who was driving the carriage, did not expect that she would get out of the city so smoothly. She thanked the sudden change of weather and the two sympathetic gatekeepers.

Originally, she planned to break through the card recklessly and fight to the death.

Half an hour ago, Bai Xi found a remote tavern on the opposite side of the street. The dilapidated tavern was missing a corner, and he resigned himself to his fate and danced with the wind.

There are few people here, there are only three tables in the room, and the other guests have already passed out from drunk.

It was freezing cold, Yuan Jun's situation was very bad, Bai Xi didn't think much about it, supported Yuan Jun, and wanted to go in to get warm.

Just as she was helping Yuanjun walk to the middle of the street, she suddenly looked sideways and looked into the distance.

The snow-covered street stretches straight into the distance in Bai Xi's eyes.

A few little whirlwinds wobbling like drunkards, twirling recklessly in the deserted streets.

Bai Xi's eyes shined through the whirlwinds, as if he saw someone in the distance, staring at her with wolf-like eyes. Her body exuded an aura like a wild beast, which made her calves tremble uncontrollably.He wanted to escape, but he couldn't even take half a step.

Is it the saint in brocade clothes?

If it was a saint in brocade clothes, how could there be such a brutal and terrifying aura like a beast?
Now Bai Xi, who has only recovered a little spiritual power, and Yuan Jun, who is completely unable to fight, will definitely die if he faces the saint in brocade clothes.

And the person on the other side was far more terrifying than the brocade-clothed saint, which reminded Bai Xi of the ancient beast that the old Gu master Si Yu had said.

At the beginning, in order to open the circle of reincarnation, Su Jin, the vine demon, once summoned the psychic beast Di Ting.

Now, in order to catch her, someone sacrificed her blood again, and invited some terrifying ancient beasts?
Bai Xi's hand was unconsciously pressed on the Nine Dragon Ball in his bosom.

With her current spiritual power, it is difficult to activate the Nine Dragon Balls.

But if you are forced to a dead end, you can only try to open it desperately, and you must not die here without resistance, and your success falls short.

The howling wind sounded like a howling wolf, completely covering up the opponent's footsteps.

Bai Xi tightly hugged Yuan Jun who was about to lose consciousness, squinted her eyes, stared straight ahead, and was always ready to strike.

A black figure walked in front of Bai Xi through the whirlwinds.

"You are……"

Then, in the dim moonlight, Bai Xi couldn't see the figure standing not far away, but he could feel a familiar aura.

The man didn't speak, but with a sudden flash, he came close to Bai Xi, and stretched out his hand to support Bai Xi, whose body was limp.

"Lamei."

With Bai Xi's soft call, the terrifying ancient beast aura on Lamei's body instantly dissipated.

Bai Xi, who was lying in Lamei's arms, rolled her eyes and passed out.

When she woke up again, Bai Xi was already lying in the stationary carriage.

The carriage stopped in an alley not far from the city gate, Lamei looked anxious, and asked Bai Xi why he made it like this, and how could Yuan Jun be here?

Earlier, Bai Xi had encountered the King of Shu at Anfumen, if Lord Yuan hadn't appeared, he might have suffered catastrophe.

It's just that whenever I mention the situation at that time, I can't help but think of Maochun.

Bai Xi, who had been tense for a long time and was busy running for her life, never dared to think about Maochun.

Once, on the way back to Beijing from Bashu, the two of them depended on each other for life, experienced many ups and downs, and established a deep friendship.

But now, her mind is full of the scene of Maochun standing in front of Anfu Gate, facing thousands of troops alone.

You don't need to guess, you know what the ending of Maochun will be.

Bai Xi's heart ached, tears fell silently!

Although Lamei and Maochun haven't been together for a long time, she appreciates Maochun's temperament very much. She comforts Bai Xi that the King of Shu will definitely remember the old love and will not treat Maochun in any way.

"I hope so."

Bai Xi wanted to write a prayer with her blood, praying for God to open her eyes and bless Maochun to get through this test.

Not wanting Bai Xi to be immersed in pain and sorrow, Lamei looked at the pale-faced Yuan Jun and said that his situation was very urgent and there was no delay, and he had to leave the city and return to Yunxia Valley as soon as possible.

Needless to say, Lamei, Bai Xi also knew that he had to take Yuanjun out of the city as soon as possible and return to Yunxia Valley for treatment.

But the city gate is strictly guarded, and it is not easy to get out.

"If you can't, just fight."

Bai Xi's spiritual power recovered much slower than expected, Yuan Jun had already fallen into a coma, and Lamei couldn't lead the two of them to jump over the towering city wall.

The longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable it was, so from the very beginning, Lamei was ready to break through.

Lamei, who suddenly exuded a fierce aura, looked like an ancient beast on the verge of anger. Bai Xi frowned, and asked worriedly: "Lamei, where did you go after you separated in the palace? Also, did you What's the matter with the breath emanating from your body. What have you experienced?"

(End of this chapter)