The caravan that surrounded them and no longer pursued them. It's just running in a circle from afar.

Everyone raised their bows and arrows in their hands, and the arrows fell on their heads like dense rain, and the seven had to dismount and wave their weapons to resist the rain of arrows.

Yao Ling's snow silkworm brocade was flying all over the sky, and in order to prevent the bells on the snow silkworm brocade from bursting, she had to use her strength to seal those bells, but this was extremely exhausting.

Looking at the cavalry surrounding them, there was a stern tension on her face that had never been seen before. There were more than three hundred cavalry surrounding them, and all seven of them were armed with melee weapons, so it would not take long for the forced self-defense to exhaust all of their strength.

"Yayin," she called out to Yayin, who was wielding a short sword next to her.

"Get ready, I'll send you out. The tone is crisp and neat, and it is most important to protect the eight tones at this time.

Ba Yin also has excellent kung fu, and a short sword in his hand dances out of sword flowers to block the dense flying arrows.

&nbs―}.p;“ You leave us alone, and leave Molong with Fan Gongzi. They are coming at me, and I can't bother you. Ba Yin said in his mouth, but the technique was faster. At this moment, he had great remorse in his heart, and he regretted that he had brought the rattle into the storm of the desert dragon.

Yao Ling did not answer in time, saw the direction of the wind, and threw out a few bells, the bells ran to dozens of meters above and collided with the incoming arrows "poof" and burst open, and suddenly there were colorful smoke drifting in the air along the direction of the wind, and it didn't take long to hear the continuous screams and cries. Immediately, a rider from the opposite team planted his horse.

"Fan Jun, you have protected the pearl and the prince of Bergen. I broke through to the west with the eight tones. She commanded Fan Jun.

"But little master, my mission" Fan Jun's words did not come out. was interrupted by Yao Ling, "You must listen to my orders." ”

Her tone was extremely harsh.

Fan Jun danced the sword in his hand, his face was gloomy, he was a dead soldier in the palace, his duty was only to protect the life of his master, but the rattle ordered him like this, and the young master of the palace would definitely be punished when he returned to the palace in the future.

Just as a few people were fighting and discussing, the Molong team in the west suddenly became chaotic.

When Rattle and Bayin and the others hesitated, they saw six people in wide black robes like bats in the dark night silently appeared in the desert dragoon team, and the weapons in their hands flew up and down, and suddenly countless desert dragoons fell from their horses, and a gap appeared there.

In the distance, a black-robed man beckoned Yao Ling's hand.

"Quick. Rush out. Yaoling didn't think about it at all, and she snorted.

But these men in black robes. But Ba Yin was distracted, and an arrow was silently stuck in his shoulder.

The rattle bell resisted Bayin and commanded: "Fan Jun brought the prince." ”

For three of the seven horses in which they were riding had fallen to the ground.

Yaoling brought the pearl, and Fan Jun's immediately brought Prince Bergen. The guards of the Eight Tones took the maid of the pearl, and the four horses ran towards the gap opened by the man in black.

The horse Yaoling, a snow silkworm brocade, not only protected herself. also protected the brown BMW under him. The riding skills of the eight tones are really good. In the rain of arrows, he and the horse on which he sat moved and dodged, but not a single arrow could reach it.

The martial arts of those black-clothed men were strange and erratic. Constantly scattering the surrounding cavalry team, the bow and arrow are long-range weapons, once the opponent is close. Then it doesn't have any power.

Yao Ling and the others converged with the man in black after a while, and wrenched with the desert dragoon, and the cavalry in the distance wanted to shoot arrows, but they were afraid of hurting their own people.

Several people retreated to the west as they fought.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, you go first, and we will break off. A man in black at the head said to Yao Ling, while the sword in his hand kept swinging.

Because the actions of these black-robed people confused both Prince Bergen and Bayin, and they couldn't concentrate on resisting, and the guide was shot in the left chest by an arrow.

Pearl saw that Uncle Wang was shot by an arrow, and her heart was anxious, she was originally the weakest, and she was distracted, and immediately countless arrows rushed towards her, and it was a little late when she reacted. Yao Ling flicked the snow silkworm brocade to block the arrows around her, but she herself was cut in the neck by an arrow that flew over.

"Protect Princess Rongyu. The man in black commanded again.

The six men in black fanned out Yao Ling in the middle, leaving the others alone.

Their actions surprised Bayin and Prince Bergen, it was these black-robed people who helped Bodu imprison the Molong King, but at this moment they helped Rattle.

A trace of gloom quickly swept through Ba Yin's eyes, and was interrupted by the flying arrow in front of him in an instant.

The moment the man in black appeared, Yao Ling knew in her heart that these people must have been sent by Ji Rujin to protect her. After following Bayin all the way, none of the men in black she met attacked them, and she knew that they must have taken care of her.

There was some warmth in her heart, and in her heart she never forgot the lilac figure, the indifferent and somewhat sad smiling man......

Seeing that the encirclement of the desert dragoons was getting smaller and smaller, and the fighting was becoming more and more fierce, several people were about to run out of strength.

Suddenly, a faint and elegant flute sound drifted through the twilight, from far and near.

The sudden sound of the flute disrupted everyone's senses. The weapons in their hands couldn't help but slow down, and both the eight tones and the desert dragoons followed the sound of the flute.

Yaoling was also involuntarily stunned for a moment, and then a shallow smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, with indescribable joy and ease and a hint of excitement in her smile.

With the last rays of the sun, a white figure on a horse gradually appeared in everyone's sight, and they saw him walking slowly towards them along the edge of the flat grassland, and the figure of the horse drifted out of the dust in the twilight.

The man in black quietly withdrew, and disappeared into the vast twilight in an instant.

Some of the desert dragoons wanted to shoot arrows, but they were horrified to find that their hands could not pull the bow at all, and the feathered arrows that were flying before fell into the grass.

They watched the mysterious man in white blow the jade flute and walk past their horse team, but they were helpless.

Looking at the moonlight that is gradually approaching. The corners of Yaoling's soft lips cracked more and more to the sides.

A pair of large beautiful eyes glittered with stars in the twilight, staring for a moment at the familiar figure as he dismounted from his horse and walked in front of her. The heart beat violently inexplicably.

Putting down the white jade flute on her lips, Yueming looked at the woman with loose hair in front of her, and saw the smile on the corner of her lips and bright eyes.

The cold face became gentle, and he took out a snow-white brocade handkerchief from his sleeve cage and gently wrapped it around Yaoling's scratched neck.

"Don't you know it hurts?" asked shallowly while wrapping, and there was clear pity in his tone.

The corners of Yaoling's lips, which had been smiling, twitched involuntarily, and a tear rolled down from her big beautiful eyes in the twilight without warning.

Yueming wanted to raise her hand to wipe away the tears for Yaoling, but her hand rose and paused on her cheek. In the end, it didn't touch.

Put her hand down, take the snow silkworm brocade in her hand, and gently wrap it around her waist.

"I said I wouldn't have to fight with you. The tone was soft and soft.

After doing this in an orderly manner. He turned around and looked coldly at the black-pressed desert dragoon, and blew the white jade flute horizontally again, as if a gust of wind was slowly blowing, blowing leaves flying. The arrows that landed in the grass slowly rose again. Except for Yaoling, everyone else was stunned by the amazing scene in front of them. Dumbfounded, the soaring arrows turned the arrows. Suddenly, the sound of the flute became loud and high-pitched, as if the golden iron horse was murderous, and the arrow that reversed the direction suddenly seemed to be shot out, and flew quickly to the place where it came, and in a moment countless screams were heard one after another.

There were a thousand arrows in the grass, and there were very few desert dragoons left on the blinking kung fu horse.

"Devil" shouted out to some of them, and suddenly the remaining desert dragoons turned their horses and scattered and ran away.

When Yueming was about to blow again, he heard Yao Ling on the side say softly: "Forget it." ”

Putting down the flute, he turned to look at Yaoling. The cold eyes of the past have a warm pulse in the early night. Under the gaze of these eyes, Yaoling's face couldn't help but flush, but fortunately, the sky was already dark.

"Fan Jun, what is your duty?" retracted his eyes from Yaoling, and there was no emotion in his cold words.

Fan Jun on the side hurriedly clenched his fists and lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "The duty of the subordinates is to protect the master, and the subordinates should not protect the princess well, and they are willing to accept the punishment." ”

At this moment, the eight tones who had recovered from the horror hurriedly performed the Molong salute to Yueming. "If it's a punishment, it's better to punish me, the princess of your country is trying to help me suffer such a catastrophe. ”

"Lord Wang" At this time, the voice of the eight-tone guard was heard.

Everyone looked at Lord Bergen, and in the hazy night, they saw Prince Bergen gasping for breath by relying on the guards of the eight tones.

"That one doesn't blame them, it's better to save people first. Yaoling raised her hand to brush the hair on her cheeks, lowered her head in front of Yueming, like a child who had done something wrong, and said in a low voice.

"Fan Jun, set up a tent. Yueming glanced at Yaoling, turned around and walked towards Lord Bergen, and ordered in his mouth.

Bayin also hurriedly walked up to Prince Bergen and replaced his guards, "You also went to set up a tent." ”

When they were in Liuguan, they all bought tents that the Molong people couldn't lack anywhere.

By the time the tent was set up, it was completely dark.

Moonlight in the tent lit a candle and took a dagger and roasted it on the fire.

"Fan Jun, you treated the arrow wound of Prince Bayin. He knew that the dead of Fengzhao would treat simple external injuries.

"Yes" Fan Jun agreed, and also took out knives, wine and other items from the baggage he carried.

Yaoling, on the other hand, sat on the dismantled saddle and leisurely opened the beef jerky and various snacks that Yueming had handed him earlier, and ate them one by one.

"Pearl, this is delicious," she said to Pearl as she tore off the beef jerky.

At this moment, she no longer has to worry and be nervous all the way, with the seemingly cold Changyueming in front of her, she doesn't care about anything, what the old king of the desert dragon, what the chaser, then it's not something she has to think about, she has to sleep well tonight.

While she was thinking about this, she didn't notice that the dagger on the candle was flashing with tenderness in her eyes. (To be continued......)