Rebirth of a Star General Chapter 140: Liu does not forget

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The boat floats on the water, and the glowworms gradually hide in the depths of the dense forest.

The girl leaned on the young man's shoulders and fell asleep unknowingly. The boatman stood up from the bow and was about to speak. Xiao Jue shook his head invisible to him. The boatman knew that he didn't wake her up, nor rowed, and let the boat float.

Xiao Jue was just sitting, looking at the water. The water was calm, occasionally being swept by the wind, causing ripples. He turned his head and looked at the girl who was sleeping soundly on his shoulder. She was not like an ordinary girl who loves beauty. She slept without image, and her lips seemed to have traces of crystal wetness, but she would drool.

He turned his head away a little disgustingly, and looked at the water in the distance. After a while, he bowed his head again and smiled helplessly.

After all, she didn't push her away.

……

He Yan rarely had a good night's sleep, and vaguely had a sweet dream, but when he woke up, he forgot all about it.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself lying on the floppy ship with a thin layer of mattress. She sat up, saw Xiao Jue sitting on the bow, and called out: "Master!"

He turned his head and glanced at He Yan, and only said: "I freshen up, it's time to go back."

He Yan was astonished for a moment, only to realize that they had stayed in Luoyingquan all night, and the surrounding fireflies had already dispersed, leaving only one of them here. He Yan yawned and rinsed with the water on the boat. When he combed his hair, because Cuijiao and Hongqiao were not around, he casually tied a man's hair into a bun.

She freshened out the bow of the ship and was hearing the boatman talking to Xiao Jue, "The son went directly to the spring and walked dozens of steps forward, and there was an inn. A carriage can be hired next to the inn, and the son and the girl can go back in the carriage in the daytime. The Li Canal prevents the fireflies from passing."

Xiao Jue paid him money, walked ashore, and said to He Yan: "Go."

He Yan also thanked the boatman and quickly went ashore.

It is early in the morning when crystal dew drops on the broad leaves of plants and trees, bringing out some cold air of morning dew. He Yan yawned again and asked Xiao Jue: "Capital Governor, I fell asleep last night? Why didn't you wake me up and stayed here for one night."

Xiao Jue sneered and said: "I don't know who slept so loudly last night that I snored and couldn't wake up."

"Isn't it?" He Yan was a little skeptical, "Are you lying to me."

"I am not you."

As the two of them talked, they didn't go far, and as the boatman said, they saw an inn. There is also a noodle restaurant next to the station.

I didn’t eat anything in the morning. He Yan had already felt hungry, so he said, “Let’s eat something first and then take the carriage.” After that, before Xiao Jue could answer, he first waved with the proprietress: “ Two bowls of noodles, one drawer of steamed buns."

She had a good appetite. She pulled Xiao Jue and sat down at a table outside the straw shed. The freshly baked buns were steaming and a little hot. He Yan held it in her hand, blowing her cheeks to cool it.

Xiao Jue was not as anxious as she was. After waiting for the noodles, he ate very slowly. Seeing He Yan's mouth full of oily food, he just thought it was funny.

"Don't look at me and smile," He Yan said, "As if I am embarrassed."

The man replied unhurriedly: "It's shameful at first. Look around. How many are you eating as ugly as you?"

He Yan looked around sneakily. It's too early now. Those who come here for dinner are mostly on the way, or people who are resting here on the way.

Sitting next to her is a pair of grandparents. The old woman has gray hair and kind eyebrows. The little girl next to her is about eleven or twelve years old, wearing a dirty cloak, half of her face buried In the cloak, silently bowed his head to eat.

The clothes of these two people are very simple, probably on their way here, before they have time to clean up, seeing He Yan's gaze came over, the old woman was taken aback and asked with a smile: "Girl?"

"It's okay." He Yan smiled.

Xiao Jue raised his eyebrows: "Even the little devil's food is more gentle than you."

This is true. The little girl looks dirty, but she looks very graceful and elegant when she eats. She does not look like an ordinary person. He Yan asks herself, even if she used to do He Rufei, When I was Grandma Xu, I would never do better than others. No wonder Xiao Jue wants to laugh at himself... But are the people here in Jiyang Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon? Looking at this old woman, she doesn't feel that way anymore.

She turned her head again, looked at the old woman and smiled: "Mother, is this your granddaughter? She looks so handsome."

"Yes." The old woman was surprised at first, then smiled.

He Yan looked at the little girl again. The little girl didn't respond to her, she just lowered her head to eat, and the old woman explained: "Nini admits her birth, girl don't care about it."

He Yan smiled and said: "How do you compare? He looks so cute. Are you going to the city?"

"No," the old woman said: "There is a funeral at home. I took Nini back to the funeral."

He Yan nodded, said something sorrowful, and turned around to eat. After eating, I felt something was wrong. I couldn't figure it out for a while, but I always felt that there was something I had overlooked.

Looking at Xiao Jue again, he stopped his chopsticks and looked at the pair of grandparents beside He Yan thoughtfully.

He Yan leaned closer to him and whispered: "Supervisor, why do I feel something is wrong."

Xiao Jue glanced at her, suddenly got up and walked to the pair of grandparents.

Just now, He Yan asked questions, already making the old woman look bad. After eating in a hurry, she wanted to pull the little girl to leave. As soon as she stood up, she was blocked by someone.

The handsome young man stood in front of him, with a straight posture and a calm expression. He looked at the little girl under the cloak and said indifferently: "Talk, kid."

The old woman took the little girl in her arms and defended: "What is this young man going to do?"

"I don't know when Jiyang's kidnappers got so bold," Xiao Jue raised his eyebrows, "Dare to take people in broad daylight."

A kidnapper? He Yan was startled.

Yes, she said that she always felt something was wrong. It was because the little girl and the old woman seemed to have a complete separation between them, and there was no similarity between grandparents and grandchildren. From beginning to end, the old woman didn’t ask half of the question when the girl was eating. If it’s an ordinary pair of grandmothers and grandmothers, they probably have to ask the granddaughter, is it hot or not? No matter how indifferent and lonely girl, she should be tolerant of her elders, rather than being self-defeating.

It looks loving, but what she does is not loving at all. It's not like a grandmother, but like a kidnapper eager to hide.

"You...what nonsense are you talking about?" The old woman stared at Xiao Jue and said: "This is my granddaughter! Don't spray people with blood!"

"Is it a granddaughter? Just ask." Xiao Jue said: "Speak, kid."

The little girl was motionless.

"You!"

The old woman was about to take the little girl away. The next moment, the whip in He Yan's hand moved to the other side's cloak, but in an instant, the cloak was lifted by the whip and fell to the ground, revealing the little girl's hidden half. Face.

He Yan grabbed the purple jade whip in her hand. Xiao Jue's "Win the Wind" helped her win this before. Fortunately, she kept carrying it on her body, which was very easy to use.

The girl under the cloak, with a clean and beautiful face, tear-stained eyes and silent mouth, was actually dumb.

"You don't seem to treat your granddaughter very well." Xiao Jue sneered slightly.

Seeing that the situation is not good, the old woman yelled: "Nosy!" A sharp and high-pitched whistle came from her mouth, but she saw the horse feeders, the breakfasters, the face washes, and the rest in the surrounding post. From the crowd, a few figures were suddenly pulled out, with their swords out, they stabbed He Yan and Xiao Jue!

"There are assassins!" He Yan said. I couldn't hide the surprise in my heart, so many people are definitely not a kidnapper. Kidnappers must act in a low-key manner if they are afraid of being discovered. If someone finds out, the first reaction is to run away quickly. Not only does this old woman not run away, but there are so many accomplices, she is obviously confident, or... Girl...what is the origin of this little girl?

When Xiao Jue came out, he did not wear a sword. Seeing that the group had approached, he used the tea bowl on the table as a hidden weapon, and shot down the long swords that pierced the front door one by one.

He Yan threw the whip in his hand to him: "Use this!" He picked up an iron rod from the ground.

The proprietress of the station noodle restaurant was already so scared that she hid under the table. For a time, the sound of ping-pong-pong was endless. When He Yan fought with them, he knew that this group of people would definitely not be ordinary kidnappers, otherwise, how could they have such good skills, and the level of cruelty of the attack was clearly to kill people. The little girl was still standing where she was. Seeing that He Yan and Xiao Jue were being entangled by other people, the old woman rolled her eyes, grabbed the little girl, and turned on a horse at the gate of the post station. Her body was not flexible. The old man waved his whip and the horse galloped forward.

"Not good!" He Yan said: "She wants to run!"

She turned her head to look at Xiao Jue, and saw Xiao Jue surrounded by people—he was a man with outstanding skills. For a while, everyone ignored He Yan. He Yan said: "Master, you hold them, I will chase them!"

The most indispensable thing in the station is the horse. He Yan also turned on a horse and chased it in the direction where the old woman had fled.

The road out of the city was a big road, but the old woman didn’t take the big road. Instead, she picked a bumpy path. He Yan chased after him, thinking to herself that the fight was very fierce, but the little girl didn’t move. To be drugged is to be acupuncture points. Even if they hold Xiao Jue, they will take the little girl away. It seems that the little girl is very important to this group of people.

She is superb in riding horsemanship. Even though this old woman is taking advantage of the way she knows the way, she can't get rid of He Yan following along. She was anxious for a while and cursed: "Smelly girl, don't seek death!" /

"Put down people, I can still spare your life," He Yan is not afraid, but you, don't toast or eat fine wine! "

The old woman snorted and pulled her whip hard. The horse galloped. He Yan saw it, stepped on the horse's back, and slapped the horse's **** vigorously. The horse leaped forward, almost with the old woman. He Yan’s horses drove side by side, He Yan’s eyes were quick and his hands were fast, and the horse whip in his hand was wrapped around the head of the old woman’s horse. The distance between the two horses was already at the limit. The horse was frightened and kicked the hoof in place. After snatching the girl, the two rolled on the ground together.

As soon as it settled, He Yan noticed that this girl was indeed given medicine and could only make very slight movements. No wonder she hadn't responded no matter what she said just now when she was in the noodle shop.

He Yan only came to unlock her dumb acupuncture point. Before she had time to ask what the girl's name was and where she came from, the woman smiled coldly and drew a soft sword from her waist, coldly. Said: "Just take care of it!" Chopped his hand to stab He Yan.

He Yan slammed the little girl away and greeted her by herself. With her bare hands, the iron rod had been lost in the chaos, and she had to avoid the opponent's long sword with her flexible body.

"Who are you guys?" He Yan asked while avoiding, secretly surprised by the woman's skill, "Why did you take this little girl?"

The woman smiled without a smile, and waved her sword over, "So much nonsense, go to **** and ask Lord Yan!"

He Yan raised her eyebrows: "This little effort wants me to go to hell. It's a bit too big." She suddenly turned up from the ground, shortly dodges the long sword above her head, and moved her feet, and she has already reached the woman. Behind the person, another punch hit the woman's back and snatched the sword from her hand.

"Damn it!" the woman angered.

The sword is already in hand, although it is not as good as Qing Lang, but it is barely usable. At this moment, there is no one else. Apart from arranging troops, He Yan is best at swordsmanship, but after a while, let this woman Retreating steadily, it seems to be dysfunctional.

He Yan said: "If you are caught at this moment, there is still a ray of life."

"An eyesore!" The woman yelled, and suddenly she pulled out a silver hairpin from the hair bun behind her head. The silver hairpin didn't know what mechanism it was inside. Put the dagger. She didn't use this dagger to deal with He Yan, but went up to He Yan's long sword, but threw the dagger at the **** the ground accurately.

The little girl was already drugged and couldn't move. She watched as the dagger was about to be inserted into her chest. He Yan now took the sword and rescued it, it was too late!

There was a "bang".

Only a little bit, the dagger will sink into the girl’s heart, something hits the dagger, knocking the hilt away, instantly losing its fierce strength, and slowly rolling to one side. inside.

The long sword in He Yan's hand pierced the old woman's chest at the same time. The old woman's eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe that someone had knocked her dagger off the wrong track. She vomited a mouthful of blood and swallowed. gas.

In the depths of the dense forest, someone came out. He was a thin man, about forty years old, but he was born extremely elegant. He is dressed in white, with long hair tied in white silk, like a swordsman and a luthier. The eyebrows are bright, and the long beard is not sloppy, but it adds a little bit of quack and unrestrainedness.

He Yan was stunned when he saw this man. The white-clothed man came closer, lifted the shivering little **** the ground, and then looked at He Yan.

He Yan murmured: "...Master."

There was no surprised look on his face, just a little surprised: "Ahe?"