He closed his eyes in despair, set his teeth in the wrong direction, and plunged in.
In the dark night, his five senses became extra sensitive. In addition, Bao Cheng was a member of the Qi family. Although he was not proficient in martial arts, his ears were really useful. He didn't know how far he ran out, but he was panting and listened. There was a sound of footsteps approaching.
He was startled, turned around and ran away, trying to avoid the intruder.
Unexpectedly, it was already too late. A slight gust of wind chased him, much faster than he was running. He had no time to escape, and felt as if something was wrapped around his neck, strangling him so hard that he couldn't breathe. He reached out and grasped the thing wrapped around his neck tightly, trying all his strength not to pull it away.
He felt like he was about to be strangled. It turned out that this was what strangulation felt like.
A burst of brisk footsteps stopped behind him, and he felt that the feeling of suffocation seemed to have eased a bit. Just as he was about to turn his head, a hand was placed on his shoulder, and a low threatening voice came from his ears.
"If you dare to turn your head, I will gouge out your eyes and tell you who you are. Hand over the token for entering and exiting the village."
When Bao Cheng heard this voice, it was like hearing the sound of nature. He turned his head and cried sadly: "Ah Yao, Ah Yao, you, you want to kill me."
Yao Yao was stunned, and with a "swish" sound, the shadowless silk wrapped around Bao Cheng's neck retracted his sleeves, and looked at Bao Cheng in surprise: "Bao Lingtong, you, why are you here? Aren't you running away?" Are you out?"
"I, hey, don't talk about this first, save people first." Bao Cheng patted his thigh, pulled Yao Yao and ran in the direction he came from.
Xie Mengxia grabbed Yao Yao's shadowless silk thread and ran until she was exhausted and could no longer keep up. She stuck out her tongue to breathe and tried to follow, panting and shouting: "Ah, Ah Yao, you, slow down, slow down, I, Me, I can’t run.”
Only then did Bao Cheng see someone following Yao Yao, and it turned out to be His Highness the King of Han. He stumbled and opened his mouth.
Yao Yao turned his head and glanced at Xie Mengxia, helplessly gathered his breath, picked up Xie Mengxia, and flew away with Bao Cheng.
The sound of wind blew past my ears, and the surrounding thorn bushes fell back quickly.
In the distance, there was a shrill and tragic sound of a knife, and the light of the knife suddenly broke and scattered. A saber broke into two pieces and fell to the ground with a clang.
Wang Xianteng took a few steps back, the tip of the knife dug into the ground, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The man sheathed his soft sword, a gust of wind blew up his clothes, and he stepped in front of Wang Xian fiercely. He made a fist with one hand, holding a thin willow blade between his fingers, and struck Wang Xian between the eyebrows.
The cold light stung Wang Xian's eyes, and he closed his eyes in despair.
This time it's dead.
But he closed his eyes and waited for a long time to die. He did not wait for the severe pain to vomit blood. He opened one eye and looked carefully. He saw that the man who was arrogant just now rolled to the ground for some reason, and his palm was scratched by something. , the blood flow was particularly turbulent.
He hurriedly opened his other eye and saw a figure rushing over quickly. A person fell into the creaking nest. The person shouted: "Quick, catch me."
Wang Xian subconsciously caught the man and saw his appearance clearly. After escaping from death, he whispered in surprise: "Your Highness."
Xie Mengxia laughed dryly and rubbed his sore buttocks: "Ah Yao's hands are really heavy.
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When Yao Yao heard Xie Mengxia's words, he glanced down at the corner of his mouth twice. His hand became heavier and heavier. The thin shadowless thread stretched straight, wrapped around the man's neck, threw it upward, and then slammed it to the ground. With one smash, a shallow pit was made on the ground, and tiny cracks appeared.
The man's body brushed against the thorn bushes, his clothes were torn into rags, and the sharp thorns pierced his flesh.
The man's neck was strangled, and he screamed in pain that didn't even sound like a human voice. He collapsed on the ground and couldn't even move. It seemed that all the bones in his body were shattered by this blow.
Xie Mengxia hissed and grinned: "It hurts."
Wang Xian opened his mouth: "It hurts just looking at it."
Bao Cheng was filled with emotion: "How about the most poisonous woman's heart?"
Xie Mengxia and Wang Xian both looked at Bao Cheng and stretched out their thumbs at him: "You are really not afraid of death when you say this."
Yao Yao put away the shadowless silk, stepped in front of the man, bent down, and asked with a smile: "You are not from Qingyun Village, why do you want to enter the village?"
The man roared in pain and struggled to speak: "You, what is your relationship with Li Zhong!!"
Yao Yao clicked his tongue: "Oh, I also know General Li, he seems to be from the palace."
In fact, as soon as the man said that sentence, he knew that he had said the wrong thing, but the words had already been spoken, and there was no possibility of changing them. He quickly shut his mouth and stopped speaking, hoping not to say the wrong thing again.
Wang Xian came over, whispered a few words to Yao Yao, and then turned to look at the pile of new soil.
Yao Yao's expression changed, and he nodded. The shadowless silk was wrapped around his wrist, making a subtle buzzing sound. The faint moonlight-like light was gentle and yet sharp, stinging the man so much that he couldn't open his eyes.
The man's expression changed and he quickly turned his head, not daring to look directly at Yao Yao.
Yao Yao raised his eyebrows and flicked the shadowless silk: "You are using a soft sword, but your hand is the one used to holding a sword. The bamboo tube buried in the soil is filled with saltpeter. It belongs to the weapons supervisor. Technique, you are from the Yulin Army, the commander of the right guard of the Yulin Army will be in Gongyuan, and you are here with the commander of the left guard, Qiu Fulai."
Every time Yao Yao said a word, the man's face became uglier. At the end of the sentence, his face turned pale, and the severe pain in his body could not offset the shock in his heart. He opened his mouth and spoke with difficulty: "You, you, who are you? You, How do you know so much!"
Yao Yao smiled strangely, bent down, and whispered in the man's ear: "Do you really want to know?" She silently moved her lips and uttered the word "Death Guard".
The man was so frightened that he almost went crazy. He thought that this mission couldn't be easier. He could crush a bunch of mobs with just a few fingers. Who knew that there was something hidden in front of him in Qingyun Village? These people.
There is no way he can get involved in the death guard's affairs.
No, it’s not about getting involved, it’s about being unable to listen.
If the left ear hears it, cut the left ear, and if the right ear hears the right ear, if it goes beyond the heart, you will die.
His eyes widened and he murmured: "No, no, I didn't hear it, I didn't hear anything, I, I don't know anything."
Yao Yao raised his eyebrows. This man's will was too weak. Just these two words could scare him into despair.
She patted the man's face gently and chuckled: "Tell me what you know, and I'll pretend I've never seen you."
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The light of hope suddenly burst into his eyes: "Are you serious?"
Yao Yao raised his eyebrows casually: "Do you have any other choice?"
The man tilted his head, gritted his teeth for a long time, and finally said, "Okay, I'll say it." He swallowed and reluctantly said, "I am a subordinate of Qiu Fu, the commander of the left guard of the Yulin Army."
"I already know these, tell me something I don't know." Before he finished speaking, Yao Yao interrupted him: "You know what I want to know."
Facing Yao Yao's cold eyes, the last trace of luck in the man's heart disappeared. He swallowed hard and said clearly like beans from a bamboo tube: "Hundreds of people from the Yulin Army came this time. They lived on the cliff outside Qingyun Village, and about a hundred people buried saltpeter cylinders under the cliff of Qingyun Village. Fifty people sneaked into the village and buried saltpeter cylinders in the village. At that moment, Commander Qiu ordered a fire attack ."
"Fire attack!" Wang Xian exclaimed, and Yao Yao looked at each other in shock: "This is going to blow up the entire Qingyun Village. Who is going to kill this!!"
The man glanced at Wang Xian with disdain. If he were so stupid, how stupid a person would have to be to ask, who else could mobilize such a large number of Yulin troops!
Yao Yao frowned slightly. Of course she guessed Emperor Yong'an, but she quickly rejected this guess. Indeed, Emperor Yong'an could mobilize such a large number of Yu Lin troops, but he was not the only one who could mobilize such a large number of Yu Lin troops.
In other words, even if there were many invisible secrets hidden in Qingyun Village, which Emperor Yong'an was eager to destroy, he knew that Xie Mengxia was also in the village. What secret could be more important than his own son, so he would not hesitate to abandon Xie Mengxia's Even if you risk your life, you will blow up the entire cottage!
It takes a crazy person to do this!
But the Yong'an Emperor she knew, although cold-blooded, cruel and ruthless, was definitely a loving father to Xie Mengxia.
She can think of Emperor Yong'an, and others can also think of Emperor Yong'an.
Xie Mengxia took a few steps back and shook his head in disbelief: "No, no, this is impossible, this is impossible."
The sudden revelation of the truth shattered his long-held belief. He suddenly squatted down, holding his head and whimpering, murmuring: "No, this is impossible. My father cannot do this. My father will not do this." Kill me."
Seeing that Xie Mengxia was showing signs of losing his mind, Yao Yao hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed his shoulders and shouted: "Your Highness, please wake up. There are many people who can mobilize the Yulin Army, but the person who loves you the most, There is only a saint, how can you deny it at will and doubt this love based on a few specious words? Your Highness, please wake up."
The man who fell on the ground also heard Xie Mengxia's words. He was shocked and stunned. An idea flashed in his mind, and he stabbed a knife into Xie Mengxia's heart, planting a seed of doubt: "Since ancient times, Those who achieve great things are ruthless, especially those who are in the ninth-five-year-old position. A mere son is nothing, a saint does not lack sons, let alone people who will bear sons for him!!"
"Shut up." Yao Yao suddenly turned around, threw out the shadowless thread with unusual ferocity, and slapped the man hard on the body.
She knew very well how terrible this kind of thing was. There was no father and son in the Tian family, and there was no true love. If this seed of doubt was really allowed to take root in Xie Mengxia's heart and grow into a towering tree, I don't know how many people would die because of it. This stability would The court and the people, who have been in chaos for more than ten years, don't know what kind of chaos it will become again.
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