"Liulang didn't know that you betrayed him until he died," Xiao Yanran gritted her teeth and resisted Gan Ming's attack. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Gan Ming sneered, "Everyone has their own ambitions, and if you follow him, you will die sooner or later." ”

Xiao Yanran didn't make a sound anymore, and the silver light danced wildly, as if a roaring dragon was about to devour the enemy.

The tiger's head knife looked at the gap and slashed directly at Xiao Yanran's face. A strange sneer appeared on Xiao Yanran's face, facing the sword light, without dodging, the spear still stabbed straight out.

The blade stopped at the moment when it slashed his forehead, and a trace of meandering blood flowed down Xiao Yanran's eyebrows.

Gan Ming looked down at the gun that pierced his chest, and let out a grunt in his throat: "Yan Ran, you have grown." ”

The tiger head knife and his body smashed to the ground at the same time.

"Fold six, and finally let you go to Liang Huaiyi."

"Yes," Xiao Yanran replied stiffly.

"He, he knows everything," Gan Ming let out a twitching chuckle and swallowed his last breath.

Xiao Yanran stood quietly for a while with a complicated expression, took out something from his belt, and put it in Gan Ming's arms, "This is what he asked me to bring to you." ”

"Did you get the thing?"

Du Shuyan looked at Xiao Yanran, who was riding a horse, then looked at the blood-dripping cloth bag he was carrying in his hand, and waved the brocade box in his hand: "I got it." ”

Xiao Yanran nodded: "Wait until I'm done over there." ”

The few personal soldiers around Ye Lihe are really strong, and with Gazhu's mysterious long whip, several knights have never taken advantage. Xiao Yanran saw that Xiao Yanran couldn't spare his hand on the side of the little Yama king, so he rode his horse to support.

Du Shuyan looked around at the elite soldiers of the Northern Dynasty who were fighting hard, and his eyes fell on the ribbon used to hang the waist card exposed by Ye Lihe's waist, and suddenly performed light skills and bullied Ye Lihe to the front.

Ye Lihe and the others had a hard time dealing with the Hanshan cavalry, and Du Shuyan, who suddenly rushed out, said secretly in his heart, my life is over. Unexpectedly, Du Shuyan just reached out and pulled his waist card, held it in his palm and quickly glanced at it, and threw it to Xiao Yanran.

Xiao Yanran took the waist card and examined it carefully, suddenly showed a smile, raised his hand and said, "Okay, let him go." ”

Although several cavalrymen did not know what to do, they immediately rode their horses back three or four steps.

Ye Lihe didn't expect this change, and stared at Xiao Yanran in disbelief, as if he wanted to imprint this person's appearance in his mind.

"Master, let's go!" Gazhu anxiously urged in Hu language.

Ye Lihe turned the horse's head to the north, and then turned back and said, "There will be a period later." Fang galloped away. The remaining Northern Dynasty soldiers also cautiously withdrew from the battle circle and fled north with him.

The little Yama commanded the people to clean up the battlefield. Xiao Yanran threw the waist card in his hand to Du Shuyan and said with a smile: "You still have to hold this hot potato." ”

Du Shuyan carefully held the waist card in his arms, and whispered in Xiao Yanran's ear: "Do you know that he is the little prince of the Northern Dynasty, Yelu Jun, and dare to let him go?" ”

"If you don't want to let him go, what are you throwing it to me for?" Xiao Yanran glanced at Du Shuyan.

"It's not just that."

Xiao Yanran shrugged her shoulders and smiled without saying a word.

This person's political sense is not weak, no wonder the one in the capital can hand over the sensitive border troops to him. The affairs of the army have always been a forbidden area for the spiritual tower. Du Shuyan looked at Xiao Yanran's side face, in the occasional rays of sunshine between the cirrus clouds, warm and resolute, and couldn't help but feel a trace of bitterness in his heart.

"It seems that Gan Ming sold the real Yelihe to the Northern Dynasties."

"This kind of thing, one is inevitable and there are two."

"The crossings to the capital have been sealed in the name of arresting horse thieves, you can't bring things over, what are you going to do?"

"You don't have to worry about it, I have my own way."