Chapter 352 (1/2)

Seeing Zhuge Weiming, the soldiers immediately got up from the ground and stood up properly.

Zhuge Weiming looked at the embarrassed look of the soldiers, and two groups of anger lit up in his eyes, echoing the burning light from afar.

”Where are the people?” The tyrannical voice made people tremble.

The soldiers all hung their heads and didn't dare to speak. The leading young general had no choice but to report, ”run... Run...”

”Waste.” Zhuge was so angry that he kicked the young general to the ground.

After kicking the young general, Zhuge Weiming yelled at the trembling soldiers, ”hurry to catch up with me.”

The soldiers finally recovered from the speech, turned back one after another, tried their best to kick down the burning wooden fence, and then chased in the direction where chen'er and the boy had just run away.

Zhuge didn't know it and followed.

Xuanyuanhao not far away looked at the movement here, his dark eyes narrowed, frowned and thought for a moment, and followed up.

Chen'er held the boy and ran forward quickly. Looking at the boy's increasingly pale face, chen'er flashed a touch of worry in his eyes, moved his body to the boy and squatted down, ”come on, I'll carry you.”

”No, I can...” The boy instinctively wanted to refuse when he heard the speech.

”Come up.” The voice is tender, but with the majesty and momentum of the superior.

The boy smelled the speech, sipped the bloodless lip, and gently fell on chen'er's back.

Chen'er picked up the boy on his back and ran forward again. It was just too dark for him to distinguish the direction. He just ran in the same direction according to his intuition.

”This way, there's blood on these leaves.” A soldier shouted with a torch shining on the grass on the ground.

One of the young generals immediately said excitedly, ”let's chase after me. There is a cliff ahead. They can't run.” Before setting up camp here, they surveyed the terrain. There was no way in front of this fork. If they came here, they could only be a turtle in a jar.

The soldiers immediately ran to the front like beating chicken blood.

Zhuge Weiming, who followed behind the soldiers, heard the word ”cliff”, and a sneer arose from the corners of his lips. Xia Houchen, you are doomed to run out of my Wuzhishan.

In front, chen'er suddenly stopped with the boy on his back. Looking at the cliff ahead, chen'er suddenly frowned.

The boy was stunned when he saw the cliff. He slipped down from chener's back and said in a panic, ”what should I do? It's a cliff here. We're going the wrong way.”

Chen'er didn't speak when he heard the speech, and he didn't know what to do. There was no road ahead, and there would be no road behind. Zhuge didn't know that they must be on the way here, and the most important thing was that they didn't have the strength to run anymore.

In the morning's meditation, Zhuge Weiming and the group of soldiers had arrived.

Seeing the messy footsteps, chen'er and the boy turned back at the same time.

Chen'er looked at Zhuge Weiming coldly, and there was no fear and panic on his young face.

Zhuge Weiming looked at chen'er's calm little face, frowned, turned his eyes, glanced at the young man around chen'er and sneered, ”I didn't expect that you two have a deep relationship, but you're just a small soldier. It's worth your great effort to rescue. It seems that you haven't learned what your uncle taught you before.”

Hearing that ”Uncle”, a touch of disgust flashed in chen'er's cool and proud eyes.

Seeing the obvious disgust in chen'er's eyes, Zhuge's dark and vicious eyes narrowed, ”if you want to die, I will kill you.”

Hearing the speech, the young man immediately blocked in front of chen'er, looked at Zhuge Weiming and trembled gently, ”I'll go back with you, you let the emperor go...”

Zhuge Weiming's face was cold when he heard the speech. He looked at the young man with disdain and said, ”what are you? You can change him.”

The boy smelled that his body was stiff and his eyes were dim, but his stiff body didn't move for half a minute.

Looking at the boy's rigid body, chen'er's proud eyes flashed a touch of emotion, stretched out his hand and held the boy's hand tightly, silently giving him strength.

The warm little hand is like a handful of warm hot spring water, which gradually soothes the boy's stiff body.

Looking at the hands they held, Zhuge Weiming's eyes flashed. Looking at chen'er's lips, he said, ”hand him over, and the king will consider not putting you under house arrest.”

The boy subconsciously tightened his hands when he heard the speech.

Feeling the youth's tension, chen'er's eyes flashed lightly, ignoring Zhuge's unclear, and turned to glance at the cliff that was in the dark and couldn't see the head, ”are you afraid?” The low voice, facing the wind blowing from the bottom of the cliff, has a very ethereal smell.

The young man was stunned when he heard the speech, and then looked down chen'er's line of sight. He suddenly understood chen'er's meaning. His clear eyes flashed gently, shook his head and said, ”I'm not afraid.”

What's wrong with him? He's a man who won't live long, but it's a pity for him. However, it's better to jump off this cliff than starve to death in the military camp. Maybe there's a glimmer of vitality. Even if he dies, he's cleaner than being around that man.