Outside Dongjun City, Yang Yong looked worried.
When Bai Feiyang learned that he had been rescued by Yang Yong, who had never dealt with him in the past, he felt inexplicably irritated, but he was a person with clear grudges.
When Yang Yong was distracted and fell behind, Bai Feiyang rode up to his side.
"Well, thanks, I'll treat you to a drink another day!"
Yang Yong did not reply immediately. After a while, he asked uncharacteristically: "You were forced to get married. How did you get over it?"
When Bai Feiyang heard this, his original intention to thank him disappeared instantly. He thought Yang Yong was mocking him.
Bai Feiyang frowned: "Why do you ask?"
Yang Yong sighed and said, "It's hard to bear the feeling of having to disobey your father's orders!"
Bai Feiyang snorted coldly: "What does it have to do with you?"
After saying that, he flattered him and walked away.
Yang Yong shook his head and shouted in a loud voice: "Oh, boy, you owe me a big drink!"
Qin Yun, who heard the voice, turned around and looked at Yang Yong, but he smiled and said nothing.
Han Jiangxue on the side asked curiously: "What is the background of your personal attendant? Could it be that he is also a child of a big family like Bai Feiyang?"
Qin Yun shook his head: "He is just a royal guard!"
Han Jiangxue looked like she didn't believe you. A little Jin Yiwei could single-handedly rescue people from Prince Wu's palace. What a fool.
Her beautiful eyes flashed, and she felt that Qin Yun still had many mysteries, and it was this mystery that made her unable to extricate herself. She felt that Qin Yun did not seem to be a human being.
He has a kind of independent chic about him, with a sense of aloofness that does not belong to this world.
Han Jiangxue keenly felt that Qin Yun was a person who hid many secrets, which could be discovered from some small actions.
Of course, if Qin Yun knew that Han Jiangxue had misunderstood his habit of lowering his hand when he was an agent in his previous life, he would only be able to say that this little girl's eyes are so treacherous.
As for Zhou Meiniang, who was following the little medical fairy, she felt bitter in her heart. She almost wanted to run away, but Qin Yun came back alive and kicking.
This directly interrupted her rhythm, and now she has become the maid of the Little Medical Fairy. I don’t know how sad these days will be in the future...
"What are you thinking about?"
The little medical fairy frowned and asked.
Zhou Meiniang lowered her head and replied: "No...it's nothing!"
The little fairy doctor snorted coldly and looked at Han Jiangxue with a pointed look.
"Is there anything you can do to drive that woman away from Qin Yun?"
Zhou Meiniang's eyes lit up and she thought to herself: "That's right. There are so many women around Qin Yun. It's just a good time to take advantage of the conflicts between them... I am good at harem disputes. I will help the little medical fairy win over Qin Yun first. His favor, it’s not too late to find a way to get the upper hand!”
Zhou Meiniang made up her mind and came to the Little Medical Fairy's ear and whispered: "Miss, I have eighteen moves for charioteers. Each move points directly to a man's heart. If miss learns these eighteen moves, he will definitely be successful." You can make the prince fall in love with you to death!"
The little fairy doctor smiled at the corners of his eyes: "Hey, let's talk about it!"
Zhou Meiniang kept talking, and the little medical fairy burst out laughing. Sometimes she looked at Qin Yun, sometimes at Han Jiangxue, and sometimes she let out a weird "Jie Jie" laugh, which made the two of them feel numb.
Han Jiangxue expressed her opinion: "Your Majesty, how can Zhou Meiniang, an ordinary woman, climb the city wall alone? Her status may be extraordinary!"
Qin Yun smiled: "She is indeed not simple, but let's stay with her and see what she wants to do."
Han Jiangxue said with a smile but not a smile: "I'm afraid the prince is greedy for other people's bodies!"
Qin Yun coughed lightly and said seriously: "Nonsense, how could I be that kind of person!"
Han Jiangxue chuckled: "Then what were you doing in the tent before, my lord? Could it be that you were healing your wounds?"
Qin Yun looked embarrassed, and just when he was about to make a quibble, a long whistle came from the horse.
"There's a situation!"
Qin Yun raised his hand to signal everyone to dismount.
"Yang Yong, Bai Feiyang, you two go up and have a look."
"promise!"
Yang Yong and Bai Feiyang rode forward, and Zhao Xiaoxiao followed them uneasy.
They took a small path from Dongjun City, and in front of them was the Wu Guoguan Road, and it was the only way to Zhushen Villa.
"Your Majesty, they are Japanese and some porters from the Wu Kingdom. They are carrying the things of Zhushen Villa one by one. There are hundreds of boxes."
Not long after, Yang Yong came to report.
Qin Yun stepped forward in person, took out his telescope and took a closer look.
I saw a team of hundreds of people marching slowly on the bumpy official road, and one of the carriages carrying stone statues had its wheels stuck in the pits, perhaps due to the bumps.
A dozen shirtless men were trying to carry the stone statue to another carriage with long poles.
"This group of Japanese people are extremely shameless. This is the rhythm to snatch the inherited treasure of Zhushen Villa back to the Japanese country!"
Bai Feiyang snorted coldly.
Han Jiangxue on the side was also watching with a telescope.
"My lord, they cannot take it away. These are the treasures of the Central Plains, left behind by the great Zhao!"
Qin Yun grinned, showing his white teeth.
"Nonsense, this is clearly the treasure I lost last night! Yang Yong, our treasure is lost, what do you think we should do?"
Yang Yong understood: "Of course, grab...take it back!"
Qin Yun nodded: "Well, you take people to the front to set up artillery. Han Jiangxue, you and the Han family will find a way to block their retreat. You must catch them all."
Han Jiangxue chuckled. She didn't expect this little man to have such a cute side.
"The slave family has an order!"
Han Jiangxue cupped her hands and led people to set up defenses.
Bai Feiyang stood up: "I'll take the lead!"
Looking at his posture, he seemed to want to wash away the shame of being captured.
Soon, everyone took their positions, Qin Yun fired into the sky, and Yang Yong and others heard the signal and fired from halfway up the mountain.
The cannonball landed in the crowd and exploded. A group of horses began to run around and there was a commotion.
"No, there's an ambush!"
The Japanese master who was in charge of escorting them shouted loudly, and a group of Japanese warriors quickly drew out their samurai swords and stood ready.
However, immediately after, gunfire came like raindrops, and one after another the Japanese warriors were killed by snipers.
You know, Qin Yun went to Dongjun this time, just in case, the area was full of elites, and everyone was a good sniper.
Not long after, a group of Japanese warriors were so frightened that they hid behind the carriage.
Qin Yun waved his hand: "Go!"
Bai Feiyang took the lead, while Qin Yun went directly to the Japanese master.
It could be seen that he seemed to know Qin Yun.
"It's you, why are you here?"
Qin Yun was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He raised his sword and brought it down. The grandmaster slashed with his sword. The two of them each took a few steps back. The grandmaster's hand holding the knife trembled.
Qin Yun looked at the gap in the knife, dropped the knife with a look of disgust, and stepped forward with his bare hands.
The Japanese master felt insulted.
"Bagya Road!"
"I'm going to your grandma!"
Qin Yun punched the Japanese master in the face, causing him to stumble and lose two of his front teeth.
"You...you, a divine warrior?"
It can be heard that the man Zhongyuan is not fluent in English.
"God, you little devil, suffer death!"
Qin Yun hit the mountain-collapsing elbow again, and then followed up with Wang Menghu's unique skill of the wave-splitting palm.
The Japanese man's chest was sunken, his eyes were bulging, and blood was gushing out from his mouth, and he looked like he was refusing to rest in peace.
Qin Yun picked up the knife he dropped on the ground, flicked it with his fingers, and heard a clear and pleasant metallic sound.
"The knife is a good knife, but you guys like to be thieves!"
The Japanese could not figure out until his death why Qin Yun called him a little devil. Of course, he would not have thought how much Qin Yun hated the Japanese in another time and space.
The hatred of the country and the family, even after he traveled through time, he would never forget it!
What's more, it's still the same sneaky virtue.
When the fighting on Qin Yun's side ended, he took his samurai sword and killed the other Japanese warriors.
When it comes to masters versus non-grandmasters, unless they are particularly talented people who can survive two cuts, the rest can only stand up and run away.
But no matter how fast they run, they are not as fast as bullets.
In one meal, hundreds of Japanese were killed, leaving only a few alive and a few disciples of Zhushen Villa.
Yang Yong escorted everyone forward one by one.
Before Qin Yun could speak, the Japanese simply bit their tongues and committed suicide, while the disciples of Zhushen Villa kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.
"Hero, spare your life, spare your life!"
Qin Yun stood up, his eyes were cold, and he directly used hypnosis.
"Let me ask you, what is the situation in Zhushen Villa now?"
