The matter of traitor can be dealt with later. What’s important now is that the two of them escape from here.

It seems that these men in black want to take the lives of the two of them.

But Song Zhi is famous, and if he wants to deal with him, the one who invites him must not be an ordinary person.

Cui Ling had just fought with one or two of them, and she clearly felt it.

Fortunately, she was very fierce, but Cui Ling's delicate body could not keep up, which made Stillan's movement very limited.

Song Zhi was originally worried about Cui Ling, but now he saw that he was much better than he thought. It seemed that he had underestimated him.

However, Cui Ling was accidentally stabbed, but what was so terrible was that the blood in the wound was black and poisonous!

This made Cui Ling's body soft, and Song Zhi immediately took it over and hugged her.

The man in black had already fallen down, but Song Zhi frowned when he looked at Cui Ling's wound, and he could only take her to run away first.

The men in black chased them closely, but fortunately Song Zhi found a hidden cave and hid in with Cui Ling.

Cui Ling was already confused, but at least she had not completely fainted.

Cui Ling's face was pale, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and her brows were tightly locked, which made Song Zhi very worried.

Cui Ling's injury was on his shoulder, and Song Zhi had to take off Cui Ling's clothes immediately.

But at this time, Song Zhicong remembered that Cui Ling is no longer his good brother, she is a woman.

In this case, Song Zhi's actions would be too inappropriate, but his life was at stake. Song Zhi gritted his teeth and he didn't care about so much.

Song Zhi took Cui Ling's clothes below her shoulders. Her skin was white and had a delicate luster, like a good piece of mutton fat jade.

But the black wound on his shoulder seemed particularly hideous, destroying this beauty and making Cui Ling look particularly pitiful.

At least Song Zhi was already feeling distressed. He looked at Cui Ling's face and wanted to replace him.

Originally, when Song Zhi was a man, he thought he was extremely delicate and needed to protect himself.

Now she is a girl, and she should be like this. She really shouldn't have endured this kind of suffering.

Cui Ling was still a little conscious, and she could also feel Song Zhi's actions.

But the wound hurt so much that Cui Ling didn't have so much energy to say anything more, so he could only let Song Zhi move.

Cui Ling couldn't help but burst into his mouth with one or two painful whimpers, which made Song Zhi's heart tremble even more uncomfortable.

He could only comfort Cui Ling at a loss and said, "If you bear it, it will soon stop the pain."

This war general who was extremely cold on the battlefield and was ruthless in reaping lives, had a look of caution and unbearable appearance on his face.

Song Zhi's movements had tried to be gentler, but Cui Ling still felt the pain.

Looking at the black blood that kept popping out of Cui Ling's wound, Song Zhi frowned. He leaned over without hesitation and lowered his head to take Cui Ling's wound, sucking poisonous blood for him.

Song Zhi vomited out the poisonous blood he sucked out and continued until Cui Ling's wound no longer had black blood.

After Song Zhi sucked out the poisonous blood for Cui Ling, Cui Ling felt much more comfortable and her mind felt a little clearer.

Cui Ling opened his somewhat hazy eyes and looked at Song Zhi, whose lips had been stained with poisonous blood.

She asked with some concern: "Song Zhi, are your health okay?"

Cui Ling was worried that Song Zhi would take drugs and blood for him, but he was also poisoned.

Song Zhi wiped the blood from his lips and said without caring: "I'm fine, don't worry."

But after both of them calmed down, the atmosphere in the cave suddenly became awkward.

Because Cui Ling's clothes were half-falling and leaned against Song Zhi's arms, she was so anxious that she didn't care about it just now, but now she couldn't do it.

Especially Song Zhi thought that his lips had indeed kissed Cui Ling's skin just now, which made the four words "skin love" suddenly pop up in his mind.

Normally, if Song Zhi and Cui Ling have such a relationship, he should have asked to marry Cui Ling.

When he thought of this, Song Zhi's heart, which was now cold and hard, suddenly became soft, and his silent heart also beat violently.

But after such intense and exciting emotions, Song Zhi calmed down, and it was impossible as the two of them.

Song Zhi suppressed his thoughts, and closed his eyes and pulled Cui Ling's clothes up and put them on.

After a moment of silence between the two, Cui Ling took the initiative to raise the chore.

"Do you think it's yours or mine this time?"

Cui Ling instinctively didn't think that someone around her would betray her. She guessed in her heart that it should be someone from Song Zhi.

But unexpectedly, Song Zhi actually thought about the same as hers. When talking about serious business, Song Zhi's eyebrows and eyes became solemn, with an indelible evil spirit.

He said coldly: "It should be mine."

Seeing Song Zhi's decisive look, Cui Ling frowned, which shows that Song Zhi's situation with Lu Bin should not be very good.

Cui Ling was worried, but this involved King Zhuang's internal affairs, so it was not easy for him to ask too much.

Lu Bin valued Song Zhi very much, and they also had the affection of growing up together.

If the others are all enemies, only Song Zhi is still by his side, Lu Bin is naturally very different from him.

Besides, Song Zhi had outstanding abilities, but the original direct descendants of King Ding must have been dissatisfied, and Song Zhi also noticed them vaguely.

There is nothing on weekdays, at most I just complain a few words of dissatisfaction, but Song Zhi didn't expect that they would plan such a thing in secret.

When he thought of the dangers between him and Cui Ling today, Song Zhi's fists were clenched tightly.

If those people don’t teach them a lesson, will they really think they are paper tigers?

Even if Song Zhi wants to deal with the enemy, he hopes to be upright on the battlefield, rather than using such despicable and shameless means.

Looking at Song Zhi's cold and bloodthirsty appearance, Cui Ling thought that he was thinking about how to deal with those people.

Indeed, if Song Zhi returned alive, those people should go to hell.

Cui Ling didn't want to discuss this topic too much. She asked, "When should we be able to go out?"

If she hadn't been back for a long time, she would probably be even more unable to sit still if she had suspected that Song Zhi had invited her ill-intentioned deputy generals.

Song Zhi understood Cui Ling's concerns. He looked at the sky and said, "Let's wait until tomorrow morning."

Cui Ling nodded slightly, and had no objection to Song Zhi's words. She leaned against the stone wall beside her and closed her eyes to calm her mind.

But Song Zhi was not sleepy, and he unconsciously fell on Cui Ling.

Song Zhizai looked at Cui Ling carefully, and deeply imprinted her outline and mood in his mind.

But his face became more and more cold, and no one could see through what his deep eyes were thinking at this moment.

When the sky was just bright, Song Zhi and Cui Ling had already stood up and they walked out of the cave carefully.

Fortunately, there were no men in black outside, and the soldiers from both sides were dispatched to find the commander of the two armies.

Cui Ling and Song Zhi reached the dividing point between the two armies and they had to say goodbye.

Song Zhi's expression had softened at this time, and he looked at Cui Ling with two undetectable melancholy.

But soon, the softness was covered by coldness, and Song Zhi's face also felt cold.

He nodded slightly at Cui Ling and said, "Prince, I will leave you here."

He would not show mercy on the battlefield tomorrow, so Song Zhi swallowed this sentence.

Although he planned so, Song Zhi couldn't say it when he looked at Cui Ling's warm eyes.

But Cui Ling understood him, so she naturally understood what Song Zhi meant.

But even so, Cui Ling still smiled warmly at Song Zhi, and she nodded and said goodbye.

Cui Ling and Song Zhi disappeared for so long, and a big storm broke out in the military camps on both sides.

Cui Ling explained this matter clearly to his deputy generals, but it really made them a false alarm. However, Cui Ling was fine and would have returned safely.

Compared with the calm in Lu State, King Zhuang’s place was truly a storm.

Because after Song Zhi returned to the military camp, he summoned several people and killed one of them without saying a word.

Song Zhi's actions shocked these old generals from the Ding King who were most dissatisfied with him.

But obviously they were only scared by Song Zhi for a moment, and then they reacted with more dissatisfaction and overwhelming anger with Song Zhi.

"Bold, General Song, what are you doing? You are so bold that you dare to openly kill the old general! You don't take us seriously!"

"Yes, please ask General Song to follow us to see the king and ask the king to give him justice."

Faced with these aggressive words, Song Zhi turned a deaf ear.

With a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his lips, he walked down from the top and grabbed a clamoring subordinate.

Song Zhi clamped him in front of him with his backhand and placed his sword on his neck.

"What are you talking about? Let's say it louder so that this general can hear it more clearly!"

Song Zhi's move caused the voice of the person who spoke the most to stop suddenly, and even the others almost silenced.

"Song Zhi, I tell you, you have killed one of them just now, and it is already unforgivable. Don't make mistakes or add mistakes."

The others couldn't help but stay away from Song Zhi a little, and pointed at him with their fingers trembling.

The one who was held on the neck by Song Zhi's knife also spoke tremblingly and threatened: "Yes, why don't you let me go quickly, otherwise, the king will know that you have no good results."
Chapter completed!