The self-cultivation of the female supporting role of the evil party

But how should I describe it... I can only say that life is impermanent.

I have only been on the road for less than two hours, even though I made a special detour to avoid the direction of the group of people in front, but in the distance, it seems that in the communication line formed by the snow field and the sky, the scene that appears is a group of people on horseback , was waving his horsewhip wantonly, and attacked quickly.

Seeing this, Jingcheng's face was ugly, even though it was severe cold, fine sweat still appeared on his forehead with messy hair.

There is no way to dodge it. You must know that unlike the slope area just now, there is basically an endless flat snowfield right now. If you can see the other party, the other party must be able to see you.

And it happened to be right in front of it, and it was too late to change direction.

Immediately, Jing Cheng realized that his foot strength could not surpass that of a horse, so he made a decisive decision and quickly lay down on his back, took out the charcoal that was supposed to be used for drawing on the map, and scribbled on his face with all his might, enduring the pain.

And while painting, he asked hastily.

"Miss Ming! If necessary, can you help? It's fine if you don't want to control me, but at least her safety, can you be scruples?"

It doesn't mean that Yueqiao's own strength makes her panic at the moment when she can only think of relying on it, but she must have a corresponding background, because only in this way can she develop the most rapid way of thinking at critical moments.

But even with such an imminent crisis, Mingyue Bridge's voice remained unchanged, as clear and short as ever.

"install."

And with such concise words, the sense of security it brought to Jingcheng is really incomparable, and I am really glad that I didn't do anything, and directly turned into a thug and kidnapped someone.

Although I don't know how to "strike" her who is obviously dead in the necklace and can't even release her perception, but after thinking about it, it makes sense. After all, she has a close relationship with the empress, so how could she not hide something and means? .

Is this the gold content of the necklace girl!

But no matter what, what has to be done has to be done.

Jingcheng didn't stop until his face was black and red, as if he had just come out of a black kiln, and even swelled a little, and then he started painting Yun Zhongjian's face again.

Then the hair was stuffed into the hairball hat, and freeze-dried animal meat was stuffed around the waists of the two of them, making them appear fatter.

After finishing this process, even though they couldn't completely cover up the beauty of the two of them, they were no longer so amazing that they couldn't be forgotten at a glance.

But at this moment, the roar of the horse's hooves came, and I don't know what kind of species it is, the foot strength is so amazing, and it didn't take long to reach the long distance.

Many tall cavalry stood horizontally in front of Jingcheng, just like dark clouds passing by, extremely depressing and trembling.

Jingcheng adjusted his breathing, put on a terrified look, raised his hands high, indicating that he was not in any danger, and said in unison.

"We got here as a result of getting lost, and I hope you heroes will raise your hands high!"

It can be heard, but everyone did not respond, they just looked at her clothes rather strangely.

After all, Jingcheng's attire at the moment is a bit nondescript in this North Ridge snow region where there is no etiquette.

The inside was wrapped in a long red dress, while the outside was covered with a coat that seemed to be made of some white rope. There were double fur boots under the feet, and a messy fur ball that could barely be seen in the shape of a hat was on the head.

Coupled with the black to smudged red cheeks, even the lips seemed to be poisoned, it really exploded, what is this thing?

At the same time, the 'terrified' Jing Cheng was also looking at the crowd on horseback.

The style of dressing is similar to that of the group of people I met before, but the number is more, even several times more than that, and each horse has two large leather bags on both sides of the stirrups on the abdomen, some are full and some are full. shriveled.

From time to time, the bulging bag would make a faint howl, but then it would be kicked hard by the man on the horse and fell into silence.

And the leader of the crowd was a woman riding on a black horse with dark skin and a burly figure of two meters!Coupled with the multiple scars and hostility on the rough surface, it makes people tremble even more and dare not look directly.

It can be regarded as reluctantly good news, at least for women.

etc!For Jingcheng, this seems to be a bit of bad news!

At this time, the leading burly woman untied the shriveled bag on the side of the saddle, looked down condescendingly, and spoke in a cold and hoarse voice.

"I broke your leg, or consciously."

Obviously, she doesn't have any interest in communicating with Jingcheng. It's strange that there is such a powerless mortal in the Snowy Jedi, but it's nothing more than the difference between two more 'human beings'.

After all, she had not had time to bring back the harvest after she had finished catching the goods. She rushed over immediately after receiving the news, and naturally she didn't want to waste any more time.

Hearing this, Mingyue Bridge didn't speak, and Jingcheng, who had no choice, could only hug Yun Zhongjian and get into the big leather bag on the side of the stirrup.

At this moment, she really understood the feeling of "what color sack do you like".

But before she could adjust to a comfortable position, the woman kicked her unconscious.

At the last second when she lost consciousness, she gritted her teeth and looked at the woman's scarred face.

I him... OK, I remember you.

Afterwards, the woman fastened the bag tightly, the horse raised its front hooves, and after neighing, led the people behind to move on, picking up a large piece of snow and dust, and rushed towards the destination.

452. The meeting place

In a drowsy state, Jingcheng only remembered bumping back and forth in the leather bag, his stomach was overwhelmed several times and he wanted to vomit, and finally he was thrown on the ground, and then his mouth and nose were directly covered by the faint condensed soft fragrance , breathing is very difficult.

I don't know that the past is coming soon, in the pain that seems to be locked by the throat of fate, almost suffocating, Jingcheng finally wakes up, and quickly pushes away Yun Zhongjian's chest, which is covering his mouth and nose, and breathes in fresh air. There was lingering fear on his face covered with cold sweat.

Almost suffocated to death, is this the danger of Ruan Ruanxiang?

After recovering her breathing and gradually waking up, she was followed by severe pain from the back of her head. She touched it with her hands, and it was really swollen, and she couldn't help gritting her teeth in pain.

This really didn't hold back at all, and now her head is bang bang, and she is dizzy.

But right now she doesn't have time to worry about these things anymore. After writing down this grudge, she began to look around. It was the inside of the leather bag, and there were still many traces of blood dried up. Since there were two people, it was also very crowded. .

Soon, she found a small hole under her feet that should be a vent, and she tried her best to move her body and change her posture. Of course, excessive physical contact between the two was inevitable in the narrow space. Finally, she managed to close her eyes, and through the The small hole looked out.

The angle was limited, and she couldn't see the panorama. She could only roughly distinguish that it was a tent-like space, with large leather bags randomly placed on the ground, some of which were even twisting.

Obviously the situation is the same as that of Jingcheng, and it is filled with people.

She frowned, thinking back to the fierce woman who was the leader of the crowd earlier, and the leather bags on many horses, it was obvious that she had thrown herself here.

Met a trafficker?And where is this?

And all the supplies are gone. Just thinking about it makes my heart ache. After all, she spent five or six days working so hard to save it up!But now the only thing left is the small amount of animal meat that was stuffed around the waist in order to make the body look fatter.

She lowered her voice and began to summon the necklace girl.

"Miss Ming, where are we now?"

There was no response, but it was normal. After all, it was sealed in the necklace and unable to release the perception of Mingyue Bridge. In fact, it was similar to what she could see, and it was in the sack just now, so naturally it was impossible to distinguish where it was.

Thinking of this, Jingcheng asked in another way.

"How long has it been since I was in a coma?"

"Three hours."

Hearing this relatively special time, combined with the initial conversation at the bottom of the slope and similar attire, she frowned, the chances of being from the same faction were already very high.

Could it be that the place right now is the so-called meeting place?

Grass, deep into the base camp.

Immediately, Jing Cheng, who didn't know when the danger would come, followed the small ventilation hole to confirm that there were no guards in the tent, and then tried hard to break free.

Fortunately, her hands and feet were not bound, presumably she got into the bag consciously. After the woman gave her feet, she thought that a mortal could not ride the wind and waves, so she ignored it.

This is the opportunity for Jingcheng's reversal!If you want to give the careless opponent a hard slap!

A few minutes passed.

Well... It turns out that she really can't make waves, even though her hands and feet are free, and she is pulling and tearing desperately, but she still can't shake the leather bag at all.

I can't tell what kind of material it is made of, but this leather bag is incredibly tough.

So she couldn't break free, but her nails were still hurting, so she could only give up temporarily and think about the status quo, but she knew too little about the key, and couldn't analyze why. None, just simply and rudely tore off the sack to let her realize it.

Just when she was having some headaches and didn't know where to start, out of the corner of her vision, she suddenly saw another leather bag about half a meter away from her through the small opening, and a faint look came from it.

Jing Cheng was shocked for a moment, but he came back to his senses in an instant, realizing that this was an opportunity to understand the current situation, so he quickly opened his mouth, speaking in a low volume that the other party could probably hear.

"Hello."

After a while, the elderly woman's weak nasal voice sounded, as if in response to the greeting.

Seeing that the other party was willing to communicate, Jing Cheng was naturally relieved.

"Old man, do you know where we are?"

It was silence, and it seemed that he didn't know, so Jingcheng continued to ask.

"Then do you know who the person who captured us is, or what purpose it has?"

Now the woman finally responded, and there seemed to be something strange in the old man's hoarse and weak tone.

"You do not know?"

In an instant, Jingcheng realized that the woman who captured him, or that group of people, might be well-known in this area, at least within a certain range.

So after a little thought, she organized her words and spoke.

"Old man, we strayed into this snowy field because we lost our way. We don't know anything. Could it be that the one who captured us was a famous existence?"

Hearing this, the other party fell into silence.

Obviously, he felt lost, or words such as getting lost in the snowy area were suspicious in themselves.

But maybe after thinking about it, I felt that I was already in this situation, and it was meaningless to think about it again, so I slowly replied.

"Then your luck is really bad, to be caught by the snow thief."

Jingcheng asked.

As the old woman spoke slowly, she also learned the details.

The so-called snow thieves are actually just what outsiders call them. They don't have any special names themselves, and they are more like a tribe formed by a collection of interests.

Most of them came here in exile. Anyway, they are people who have nowhere to go for various reasons. They usually rely on looting and scrambling to meet their needs, and then turn them in, and then the leaders will distribute the resources uniformly.

And the reason for being arrested is also very simple.

If there is anything lacking in this snowfield other than resources, it is undoubtedly the population.

As for them, they are called "human goods" by snow thieves, and they will be sold in private, and they can be used in various ways, such as being used as human sacrifices, or as coolies, or other things.

And from the old woman's mouth, I also learned that this is indeed the west side of the outer periphery of the North Ridge Snow Region, an area called Xuemao Border.

Hearing this, Jingcheng heaved a sigh of relief, after all, the so-called residence of Li Gong was the so-called Xuemao's defense.

But when she asked about the specific location, that is, Yuelan Peak at the entrance of Mingyue Bridge, the old woman said that she had never heard of it.

She was inevitably a little disappointed about this, but after confirming that she was heading in the right direction, she stopped thinking about it.

In short, she understood what the old woman meant when she said that she was unlucky.

Because according to the old woman, unless someone spends a lot of resources to redeem the kidnapped "human goods", the only option is to be resold.

As for the fate after being sold... I can only resign myself to fate.

Speaking of this, the old woman fell silent as if talking about a disheartened place.

Even if Jingcheng wanted to ask for more information, no matter how much he spoke, he remained silent.

Apparently, he was completely disillusioned with the cruel status quo and was unwilling to talk.

As for this person who was the only one who could talk, Jingcheng was of course unwilling to try again, but at this moment, there was a sudden movement outside the tent.

It was the faint voice of people talking.

Seeing this, Jingcheng quieted down and stopped making any noise.

After a while, the coarse cloth of the tent was lifted, and a lot of cold wind rushed in.

Two men in rough animal skins looked inward, as if they were inspecting the situation.

Jingcheng also took the opportunity to look out. Except for a few tents, the sky in the distance was dark, and there was still a vast and endless silver sea and snowfield.

After counting the bags and confirming that they were correct, the two of them leaned against the entrance of the tent again.

As the cold wind blew, one of them was shivering, and he couldn't help taking a sip of the crude and spicy wine, and then said.

"You said it was so bitterly cold, why did the head of the family summon the brothers to the snowy region?"

Another person responded.

"After all, there is an important matter to discuss, otherwise the three leaders will not even have time to arrange the stolen people and goods, so they will come here as fast as they can."

"Yeah, that's why we've got the drudgery of guarding them. Even if we let them escape, where can such Jedi go? The three leaders are really purely careless.

And the head of the house is really, such a hurry, I didn't even educate my newly married mother-in-law much, and I don't know if I will run away with others after I go back. "

"Be careful!"

The two talked like this, while leaving the tent to put down the coarse cloth, but they didn't leave. They were standing in front of the tent, with a faint voice, but they couldn't hear it through the obstruction.