The mask guard fell to the ground instantly. What was chilling was that his right hand was replaced by an extremely sharp steel claw.

At this time, he had just penetrated Majiang's chest and was still dripping blood at the moment.

"Move on."

The guard shouted coldly, as if the killing had nothing to do with him.

Du Hongqing held his companion's body, but he could only bite his teeth tightly and hide his deep hatred.

The carriage passed indifferently with the mask guard.

As for those equally indifferent companions, no matter what they think, they dare not even show a little dissatisfaction.

Even, they don't care to see the death of their companions.

Slightly perceptual, he could only secretly signal Du Hongqing to leave with sympathetic eyes.

But the death of Majiang also made them feel sad.

But it's useless.

They had realized one thing as early as the first companion was killed when he collided with the man in the carriage. They were victims.

If we can successfully complete the task and get back alive, we will be very lucky.

Finally, Du Hongqing had to take Majiang off the side of the road and bury a thin layer of snow so as not to let him die in the wilderness.

Then he put away his sad look, kept shrinking his neck and silently followed the team, making himself an unconscious puppet.

Finally, when it was getting dark, they saw a narrow pass from a distance.

People who know the way know that you will reach elder Zhao's territory through here.

Those lucky enough to survive now can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

I thought they were here. As long as they can finish the task obediently, they should not die again.

According to the daily rules, the mask guard signals everyone to have a rest when the last light is about to disappear.

Everyone immediately turned over and dismounted and performed their duties.

Someone is responsible for collecting firewood and someone is responsible for cooking.

But they must stay away from the carriage, otherwise

They huddled together to keep warm in the dark night.

Otherwise, even if they were frozen to death and starved to death, the people in the carriage and those mask guards would never be afraid.

Drinking bad snow water and eating cold dry food, these people sent by the Presbyterian Council can only secretly look in the direction of the carriage.

Fortunately, the people in the carriage did not call them.

Because the carriage had plenty of charcoal and food.

Before long, there was the smell of tempting broth.

Those people chewed on the dry food and could only twitch their noses behind their backs in an attempt to adjust the dry taste with fragrance.

When the people inside have finished the meal, the remaining leftovers will be poured directly on the roadside.

Some people can't help but want to dig some to eat.

In the face of hunger and cold, human dignity seems to have become no longer important.

But no one dared to go.

They were so afraid of the people in the carriage.

As long as those things are not given to them, even if they are still on the roadside, no one is allowed to pick them up, otherwise it will be cruel punishment.

Du Hongqing has been sitting in the corner with his back against his horse, munching the dry food in his hand.

Under the cover of the crowd, his eyes occasionally fell on the carriage.

But soon, he looked away, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

Both sides gradually quieted down.

Du Hongqing covered himself with all his thick clothes, leaving only a pair of eyes, tired and sad looking at the waning moon in the sky.

He doesn't know how long he can live. He's very sad

As for him, he had been pessimistic that maybe all of them might die here.

Even if he could survive, he didn't know how long he could endure such inhuman torture.

Wrapped in layers of sleeves, the palm of the hand tightly holds a small gold leaf.

It was ma Jiang's relic, something he always hung around his neck and carried close to his body.

He knew that Jin Ye was ma Jiang's youngest daughter, who had just turned one year old, who caught the colorful head when she was grasping the week.

He still remembers how happy Ma Jiang was that day.

But now, Ma Jiang can never go back to see that lovely little girl.

Suddenly, as soon as his hand was tight, the sharp tip of the golden leaf plunged into his palm.

The pain made him wake up a lot in an instant.

At this time, he heard a voice coming from the carriage.

Listen carefully. Although he didn't dare to move, the voice was like someone walking back and forth. Even he heard the suppressed voice.

About half an hour later, the voices quieted down.

At the same time, he heard footsteps coming and was so frightened that he closed his eyes.

The footsteps came closer and closer. At last, he heard a very subtle sound of clothes rubbing.

After that, an abnormal smell suddenly hit.

He immediately closed his mouth and nose.

Fortunately, he was tightly wrapped before, but he couldn't see it outside.

After that, he heard the sound of water flowing, and the tip of his nose smelled some blood.

Du Hongqing felt a chill in his heart.

Is someone going to kill people at night?

But after the sound of water, the sound of footsteps left again.

He wanted to open his eyes, but the strong sense of crisis made him continue to close his eyes and pretend to be sleepy.

After another incense burning time, a footsteps that had not been heard before suddenly came from my ears.

Just now, someone was lurking beside him!

Du Hongqing only felt that his hair stood upright until all the movement disappeared. He didn't pretend to wake up and open his eyes until dawn when his companions gradually woke up.

The sight quickly turned around and found that everyone was there.

What happened last night?

He was naturally distracted when he had something in mind.

But every time his eyes fell on the carriage, he couldn't help raising great doubts in his heart.

Is it true that the man in the carriage only likes to kill because of his bad taste?

And they are really just unlucky, so they are sent by the Presbyterian Council to pay for their lives?

A series of question marks haunted Du Hongqing.

Finally, after several days of running, they finally reached their destination.

At this time, Lin Mengya had already received the news.

But aunt Fang has worked hard day and night, but Uncle Huo still has no sign of awakening.

"Master, people are already outside the city."

Cairu keeps her informed.

Lin Mengya nodded and continued to look at Aunt Fang and uncle Huo's room.

"How many people?"

"There is a big carriage and more than a dozen guards, and there can be twenty or thirty others. But our people say that they are still hidden in the dark. Their martial arts are good, and our people don't dare to get too close." Cairu reported it truthfully.

Lin Mengya nodded and turned back to her man.

Long Tianyu didn't seem to be disturbed by the situation outside.

Around him, the world seemed to be quiet.

"You came back just in time. Look what I found in my study."

He waved to show his