Seeing Jinxiu being admired, feared, praised and gratefully by everyone, Luo Xiao and Luo Yu were also very happy in their hearts, the two of them were already from high backgrounds, although there were constant twists and turns, but the memories of their youth were never erased, not to mention the deep hatred and hatred that the two of them carried.

These days after Jinxiu's training, plus the control of the movements of Hongyi and Baixiao, the brother and sister regard Jinxiu as a father and mother as a god, and at this moment seeing Jinxiu so admired, they can't help but fantasize in their hearts that Jinxiu is standing in the Huanghuang Hall and being worshipped.

There is another villain who is different from the other three, he is Wen Zhansun and Tu Yuan, he has no soft whip around his waist, no bow and crossbow on his shoulder, only a small and delicate but cold sleeve arrow tied to his thin wrist, a blue-black power suit, and a simple black bag on his shoulder.

Although it is not as formal as Luo Xiao Luo Yu and Gu Yisheng, he also has his own demeanor, after all, the people in Qingniu Village who know about it do not dare to underestimate the children who came out of the Li family at all, and the people in the other villages are also subconsciously a little more respectful because these people follow Jinxiu.

Tu Cheng didn't feel much about these politeness and flattery, although he was born in Xiliang and grew up in Xiliang, but in his eyes, people are the same creatures, after his parents went, he saw too much about whether people were cold or not, and whether the emotions in the eyes of these people matched what they said, he could see it at a glance, and he could accept it calmly than anyone else, but when he saw the brocade in red, the temperament of the whole body softened, for himself, this person is different, so she should be worshiped and high.....

At this moment, they who had never talked to each other, their thoughts were surprisingly similar, and with their admiration and the expectant eyes of everyone behind them, Jinxiu walked to the city wall step by step, facing the Xiliang soldiers below.

After a night, they naturally slept poorly without any preparation, but fortunately, they were already used to it, and they were not tired, but the sadness between their eyebrows deepened a little, and the first few iron armor generals saw Jinxiu appear on the head of the city, and their spirits were suddenly lifted, and they pulled their necks and said loudly, "We have kept our promises, what about Dawu?"

If they lose the Great Witch, it would be good if they died on the battlefield, if they didn't die, they were afraid that the punishment they would suffer would be worse than death, yes, after asking this sentence, they were also very nervous in their hearts, and the blood vessels in the palms holding the weapons were spurting, one loose, one tight, one loose, one loose, from which you can see the restlessness in the hearts of this group of people.

"I keep my promise...."Feeling the burning eyes of everyone behind her, Jinxiu said lightly, and when the words fell, I saw her raise her red sleeves and point in the air, as if in response to her words, an eagle chirped from the backyard of the Li family and a giant eagle flew in.

Even if the snow was all over the sky, the giant eagle was as swift as yesterday, and its feathers were still as black as knives and scissors, and the shape of the roots was perfect, and those who looked at it could not help but be dazzled, but the most eye-catching thing was the thing hanging from the eagle's talons.

It was a large mahogany chair, spacious and heavy, and on it sat a man with a black hood, and if it weren't for the bare leather boots under the hat and the colorful brocade robe, the people below would not have believed Jinxiu's words, but Rao did, and they still had two doubts in their hearts.

The people on the city tower didn't dare to speculate on Jinxiu's actions, but they were also a little curious about the appearance of the big witch, not to mention, the way the big witch appeared, but no matter what the people on the city tower thought, they didn't dare to ask each other, they could only take advantage of the large number of people at this time, biting their ears,

But this is not the case with the Xiliang soldiers below, they already have some doubts in their hearts, and they have no patience according to their temperament, and at that moment, someone among the ironclad generals stepped forward and asked from afar

"Tuna boy from the Northern Regions, how dare you let the Great Witch sit on a stool in the air? Give me the Great Witch to wear this Rausch clothes! Did you do something wrong? Hurt my Great Witch?" When these words fell, both the city and the city were silent for a while, and the snowflakes fluttered and fluttered, adding a little heaviness to the already solemn atmosphere.

"Hehe..."Jinxiu smiled softly, with red clothes and black hair, indescribable peerless elegance, Rao is as rough as a Xiliang person, and couldn't help but be stunned, until he was awakened by that slightly clear voice, "You are wrong, the snowflakes are cold and windy, and it is just a trick to add a piece of clothing for him, since you have any doubts, why don't you ask him to take off his hood?"

Suspicion is probably the nature of human beings, the more Jinxiu said this, the more the group of Xiliang people couldn't help but think deeply, and the more they thought about it, the more they couldn't help but be suspicious, not to mention that with their identity, how could they order the Xiliang Dawu who was almost equal to the king of Xiliang?

"Great Witch.... Are you alright?" a general in iron armor glanced at the people around him with a calm face, and when he took a step forward, he bowed to the large mahogany chair that was hanging by the giant eagle and hovered in the air with it.

What answered him was silence, there was no movement on the mahogany chair, only a little swaying with the cold wind, the man didn't dare to ask again, but subconsciously forced his eyes full of anger to Jinxiu.

"Good, good.... If something happens to my Great Witch, I will wait to set foot on the small city gate of Ping'er and wait for the night, and pave the road with blood...."He said it fiercely, and it can be said that all the uneasiness and fear of the Great Witch were vented in this sentence.

"A good one to step on the city gate, pave the road with blood, I think that your perennial war and looting have made you like this kind of fun, originally, I thought you would have some people who are more interesting, but now it seems that none of them want to live ....." Jinxiu is dressed in red, not too tall but tall as a pine bamboo, obviously that face is still immature, but the words that can be said are unprovoked to make people cold.

"Coincidentally, I cleaned up some dirty things last night, which made me not in a good mood..."Jinxiu said, his fingers lightly tapped the stone railing of the city tower, through the much lighter mist, and the fluttering snowflakes, looking at the row of iron-clad soldiers below and saying word by word, "Fight, if you lose, I should collect the corpses for you, if I lose, hehe......"

Before he finished speaking, Jinxiu jumped down from the city tower, and the red clothes flew up, like a blood-red flower, beautiful but also dangerous, but seeing Jinxiu's dexterous posture, moving on the three-zhang high city wall, even if it was easy to dodge the arrows shot by the Xiliang people.

Behind her, followed by four small figures, but because their skills are not as good as Jinxiu, they can only use hooks and ropes, and several children are excited, but the palms of the people on the city tower are full of cold sweat, no one expected that it is clear that Xiliang Dawu is in his own hands, and Jinxiu also rushes down to fight with them. But at this moment, the dry grass near the foot of the mountain shook again, and the arc of the shaking was very large......