Chapter 348 Gathering at Niutoushan
After taking care of the coachman, Shen Wenchen didn't care about his wound that kept bleeding, but got on the carriage.
The carriage looked ordinary. Shen Wenchen only touched the frame of the carriage and felt a little suspicious.
When he saw the two small jade stones inlaid on both sides of the carriage, his eyes became darker.
I'm afraid the people in this car still have some background.
He opened the curtain and saw Shen Wenchen, Empress Liao Er, frowning inside, a little confused.
He knew this person, he was the killer of that family.
But he had always been only among gamblers, how could he meet Shen Miaomiao?
He couldn't figure it out in his heart, but Shen Wenchen was not ready to let him go. He only stepped forward to test his breathing.
Liao Er felt a dull pain in his head, and his whole body was weak and could not muster any strength.
Feeling the scent of a stranger next to him, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his back. He wanted to struggle, but he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes. He could only be slaughtered like a prey.
The places he visited all year round were stained with blood, so he was naturally very sensitive to murderous intent.
Realizing that he might not be the opponent's opponent, Liao Er could only continue to lie down and pretend to be dead.
Shen Wenchen looked at the furnishings in the carriage, and finally stopped at the window on one side.
The windows of this carriage are not only wide open, but also positioned lower, which makes it look a bit strange.
Twelve hugged Shen Miaomiao and stopped the bleeding on her forehead. Seeing her tearful eyes, he felt regretful.
If he had come back earlier, maybe nothing would happen to Miaomiao.
"Twelve, my arm hurts——"
Shen Miaomiao was also a girl who had suffered. Although the wound on her forehead looked scary, it was not seriously injured. Although there were many blood stains on her body, they were only small wounds that were not painful or itchy.
But her arm was broken and it hurt!
"Let me take a look." The young man was a little flustered. After checking, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The injury wasn't serious, just a dislocation.
"Be patient, it's just a dislocation. I'll put it back together for you. It might hurt a little." Twelve coaxed the person in his arms softly, his eyes full of heartache.
"Okay." Shen Miaomiao nodded, then raised her hand and stuffed the sleeve into her mouth, letting her dislocated arm hang by her side so that Twelve could help her.
Looking at the little girl's actions, Twelve felt both distressed and funny.
This is his sweetheart, always cute and smart.
Twelve's eyes were as bright as fire, which made Shen Miaomiao blush a little, and she was a little annoyed when he saw that he still didn't help her for a long time.
Does this fool want to hurt himself to death?
When Shen Wenchen got out of the car, he saw two young people still sitting on the ground and was speechless.
Could it be that these twelve people were in a hurry and didn't have any brains?
What's the state of the Shen girl's arm? If she doesn't put it back, how can the two of them be so affectionate there?
Shen Wenchen was a little sour, and he also missed Nannan Hezhiyu.
Although Kyoto was prosperous, there were many people who complimented him, but in these two lifetimes, he just wanted to live peacefully with his family.
No matter how good the land is, no matter how much gold and silver, what's the point if there's no one in your heart?
"You kid, do something serious quickly!"
Seeing Shen Miaomiao's tears falling down in pain as if she was free of money, Shen Wenchen couldn't stand it anymore.
Put it off some more!
If you wait a little longer, the person will faint from the pain!
"Oh oh oh." After realizing it, Twelve was a little embarrassed. He blushed and did not dare to explain for himself. He just hurriedly helped Shen Miaomiao fix her hand.
Feeling that her arm could move, Shen Miaomiao put her arm down. There were already a row of teeth marks on the fabric of her clothes. The little girl was a little shy and hurriedly hid her arm back.
"You, why are you back?"
The little girl had just stopped crying. Although there was still some blood stains on her face that could not be wiped off, just looking at her like this made Twelve feel happy.
"Miaomiao, how did you... escape?" Shen Wenchen asked implicitly. Naturally, he saw the little girl jump out of the car, but the person in the car was a practitioner. How did she knock him down? of?
"I, I put some intoxicating drugs on my body, and I took the opportunity to spread it out, and then I stun Liao Er." The little girl bit her lip.
When she woke up and found herself being held by Liao Er, she felt very sick, but Sister Nanzhi told her that if she encountered any difficulties, she must calm down first.
No matter how difficult things are, there will always be a turning point.
Who would have thought that her pretending to be an idiot actually saved her own life.
"Drug?" Shen Wenchen was a little surprised. He never thought that this little girl would carry this thing with her.
But when the word drugged fell into Twelve's ears, he became a little red-eyed.
He was first stationed in Yancheng. Of course he knew how many ruffians there were in Yancheng.
Later, he left Yancheng and returned to Beijing to take up a post. Brother Shen managed this place very well, but why did Miaomiao bring the poison with her?
Thinking that his sweetheart might have been wronged in some way, Twelve felt annoyed and felt even more uncomfortable.
In the silence, Shen Wenchen heard the sound of horse hooves coming from a distance, and immediately became alert.
"Twelve, take Miaomiao to the car." Shen Wenchen said sharply, and he took out the sword he carried and looked ahead.
"Okay." Twelve said without any ink, he picked up his sweetheart and quickly got on the carriage.
"Miaomiao, you sit here, I'll go down and have a look with Brother Shen." The young man raised his hand and touched the little girl's cheek, comforting her softly.
"Okay, please be safe." The little girl was lying when she said she wasn't nervous, but she couldn't be the one holding him back right now.
Before getting off the bus, Twelve looked at Liao Er on the ground and felt unhappy, so he dragged him to the beam of the car and then stopped.
Shen Wenchen and Twelve stared at where they were coming from, guarding the carriage tightly behind them.
It took some effort for Nanzhi to find out the direction of the carriage, and he just took Lin Yicheng and the others to ride over.
As for Liu Jie, he is still following behind.
After all, she couldn't worry about Shen Miaomiao. She just said that she would come to explore the way first, but Aze also followed.
One more person increases the chance of winning, not to mention that Aze's horse riding skills seem to be more skillful than his own, and he may be someone with some ability.
As they got closer, they saw a carriage parked in front of them and a few black figures.
"Fat Ya, please slow down, the eldest brother and the second brother will go first." Lin Yicheng waved his hand and walked in front with Lin Ercheng.
Nanzhi hummed, but his men held the reins tightly.
Aze was holding the bow he borrowed from Liu Jie, and had already grabbed an arrow feather in his other hand.
Even though it would bring back those memories of him, he didn't want anything to happen to her.
Shen Wenchen's originally alert demeanor relaxed instantly when he saw the person coming, and his face was filled with joy.
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