The most beautiful daughter-in-law of space peasant women, Shanlihan

Chapter 1105 Qiao Yun
It is said that novels come from life, and the plots of dog blood are actually accidents one after another. Neither Lin Yun nor Qin Han thought that this accident would happen to them again and again.

In the middle of the night, the courtyard was surrounded by a group of soldiers and horses. The soldiers held torches and filed in, scaring away the snakes.

"Hehe, Princess Helan, I don't know why you're mobilizing so many people?" The wizard came out of the next hut, saw the battle in front of him, and his eyes were slightly vigilant.

He Lan held the sword in his hand, and took out the token in the other hand, his delicate and flaming face was reflected in the firelight, and he was very fierce, "Your Majesty orders, do your best to rescue the iron-faced general, and if you encounter any offenders, you will be killed without mercy."

With a shout, the soldiers rushed into the house and searched the wizard's residence. He Lan ignored the wizard's questions and rushed straight to the second floor, where he saw the trapped Wuming in the snake group.

"That old temptress!" He Lan panicked, stepped forward and sprinkled realgar towards the snakes, and the snakes retreated, only then did she realize that Wuming's limbs were stiff and unable to move, so she raised her hand to help him untie the acupoints.

With a puff, as soon as the acupoints were untied, Qi and blood surged up, and Wuming leaned over and sprayed out a mouthful of blood.

"Wu Ming, how are you? I'll go to that old hag for an antidote." He Lan was so anxious that she got up and was about to rush downstairs.

As soon as she moved, Wuming grabbed her arm with such force that she couldn't move at once, "Where is she? What about her?" Wuming supported his weak body, looking at the half-open door. He tried several times to stand up without success, his heart was raging with gu, and a trace of blood couldn't be restrained, overflowing from the corner of his mouth, which looked extremely frightening.

He Lan hurriedly supported him, looking a little panicked, "Who is it? I didn't see it when I came in. Wuming, please calm down first, don't use martial arts, I'll help you find an antidote."

"No need." Wuming pushed her away, stumbled, and rushed downstairs holding Yuexiong's mouth all the way, running around in the palace late at night. In front of him, there was an unstoppable longing in his heart.

Qiaoyun... Qiaoyun... As he walked, he silently recited that name in his heart, not caring about his bloodstained body and embarrassment, he ran in the direction of leaving the palace, ecstasy.

Until the empty gate of the palace, he was stopped by He Lan and his soldiers.

"Wu Ming, no matter who you are looking for, you must not step out of the palace, otherwise, the king will not let you go." He Lan crossed his arms and stood in front of him with a calm expression.

"Get out of the way." Wuming's hoarse voice was almost silent, and the naked clothes on his body were all bloody, but he still dragged his tired body without hesitation.

His Qiaoyun is not dead, he was still in front of him just now, feeding him medicine, those eyes, those hands, and the tone of speaking, even if he died, he would not remember it wrong.After more than a year of separation, he restrained himself from thinking or thinking, and lived on in vain, all in order to find her.

Now that people are here, not far from him, he has no way to think about time and occasions, he just wants to see her, let her take a look at him, and tell her that he has no Die, don't be sad anymore.

As he promised, he will stay by her side for the rest of his life, let her do what she wants to do, and keep her safe and happy.

(End of this chapter)