There are several green hills stretching along the roadside, and a large cloud of mist floats on the mountainside, and the shouts of horses can be heard at the foot of the mountain, and the horses gallop on the flat river beach.

These men driving the horses were all big men, with thick eyebrows and broad hair, and they were dressed as Yi tribesmen with hair on their left side, and they were lying on horseback, shouting excitedly, throwing their whips, and galloping towards a certain direction.

"Tsuruto followed. There may be an ambush here, so be careful. ”

Jiuwan said to the attendant behind him in a deep voice, he slammed the long knife in his right hand and swallowed his mouth, and slightly tugged on the reins of the horse with his left hand, allowing the lord and Changshan Hall to go first, separating from the Hetuo tribe that had raided over. There was no need to be warned, and the attendants, who noticed the abnormality, rode their horses to intercept the convoy to avoid the collision of the horses.

The incident happened too suddenly, and the entire convoy fell into chaos, but the guards in front and behind were very calm, all of them were well-trained, and they would not show half a minute of panic due to the sudden situation, and the guards gathered around to form an arch guard.

"Ninety thousand, is Hetuo here?" Yuan Lingjun asked through the cloak. There was no response, and the neighborhood was frighteningly quiet, and she distinctly heard the popping heartbeat coming from Qu Yi's chest, the obvious breathing heat wave above her head, and the countless clattering of horses' hooves.

Kunjiao's lips trembled on the horse, and she clung to the horse's back blankly, although she was afraid, she did not forget her duty to protect the lord, and blocked the lord behind her shoulders with her flesh and blood.

Yuan Lingjun wanted to stick out his head to take a look, but the person behind him covered his cloak. "Stay silent, get down." Qu Yi forced her to bury her face.

But for a moment, in the direction behind them, the sound of bows and arrows breaking through the air was endless. The two sides have already exchanged hands.

"Back to the lord, a horse team of unknown origin came down from the mountain ahead, it seems to be a bandit." The attendant who explored the path rushed back with a wolf and explained the situation to Yuan Lingjun.

Before Qu Yi could speak, Fan Xin led a team of men and horses to rush over without saying a word.

Yuan Lingjun was still thinking about it, and Qu Yi had already taken her off the jade-topped black horse and stuffed her into the carriage. "No matter what happens, you can't come out and see the excitement." He asked Kunjiao to go in with him, and told Yuan Lingjun to put down his clothes.

There was a sound of fighting in his ears, and it seemed that it was not far from the convoy, and Yuan Lingjun was just about to lift the curtain to inspect it, but was immediately blocked by a hand and waved it down. Jiuwan was sure that Yuan Ling would not get out of the car, looked back at his back, ordered several guards to pay attention to defense, drew his sword and rode his horse, and became entangled with the other party in the chaos.

In the mountains and forests to the south, a flock of black crows soared into the air, wrapped in a thick breath of death in the wind, and the moonlight was extremely deep.

Outside the carriage, there were all kinds of sounds, the sound of men killing enemies, the bloodthirsty roars of the swords and soldiers, the desperate screams before falling, and the sound of flesh and bones tearing apart, and later mixed with the frightened cries of women.

Arrows were like locusts, and they rushed towards the convoy. The enemy attacked from the front and rear, seemingly deliberately laying a trap here.

The woman did not know why the war had come so silently, and could only ease her fears in her cries. The wind suddenly tightened, and Kunjiao cried out "ah" as a hole was broken in the cloth and a wooden arrow was lying across their heads.

The arrow shook slightly in the air, and the thick beads of blood rolled down and splashed down in front of Yuan Lingjun's chest. Yuan Lingjun moved her eyes, if today was her death period, this arrow would pierce her head, then she would not die. Yuan Lingjun tensed his nerves and slowly relaxed, held his breath, gasped hard, his lips were bitten purple, his heart was clenched, and he swallowed the saliva again and again. Why are these thieves chasing after her? She didn't understand why, but something suddenly occurred to her.

"Fu Piao!" Yuan Lingjun vigorously lifted the curtains, locked Fu Piao's figure in the chaotic crowd, and shouted: "My shadow is gone, you go and find them."

"Don't worry, the lord is here." Fu Piao's entire face was covered with blood, and he wiped it away with his hand, and the other party's divine power shocked him to take a few steps back.

The shadow in Yuan Lingjun's mouth is a secret guard who stores zài like a shadow, and he didn't catch up at this time because he was dragging the main force of Hetuo in the rear.

Qu Yi picked away the big man in front of him with a sword, waved his sleeves, and looked at the road when he came.

Several black horses appeared suddenly, galloping towards this direction, and in the blink of an eye, they suddenly jumped to their feet, without making a sound.

The big man found out that it was too late, they clung to their backs, they couldn't shake off, they couldn't break free, they had no ability to resist at all, so they could only do whatever they wanted.

The secret guard strangled the opponent's jaw with his forearm, and the short knife blade easily cut the throat and neck, and the extremely thin thread, blood gushed out in large quantities, and when it was almost time, they let go of their hands, and the big men fell to the ground one after another.

The voices grew quieter, and the last mournful cry ceased under the sword, and the sound of battle was gone, except for the whimpering of the women.

Yuan Lingjun raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and his palms were wet. Kunjiao relieved herself, seeing that the lord's state at this time was not suitable for appearing in front of everyone, she rolled up her sleeves to wipe her sweat.

"Is the Lord alright?" Kunjiao herself was also sweating profusely, and her fingers wiping the sweat for the lord were trembling, "I'm scared to death." She patted her chest, not daring to gasp.

Yuan Lingjun pretended to be nothing, but his face was still not very good when he got out of the carriage. It was still a place of beautiful mountains and rivers before, but before an hour arrived, there were corpses all over the field in front of me.

Yuan Lingjun glanced at the secret guard who was hidden in the shadows, and let out a sullen breath. Thanks to them, they were always in the way in the past, and they only knew their importance at critical moments.

"Childe is alright?" She stood next to Qu Yi's shoulder, holding him by the torn sleeve of his shirt.

Qu Yijian returned to the sheath and hurriedly covered her hand in her sleeve: "Are you injured?" ”

Yuan Lingjun shook his head: "I'm not injured, your sleeve is broken." ”

"It doesn't matter."

Along the way, they were attacked and ambushed, and behind this was the death of the Hetuo tribe, it was clear that someone was secretly manipulating, aiming to take the life of King Changshan. Is it the Kinjo or the Xu family? This trip to Lin'an is full of dangers.

"Take a break where you are." Fu Piaoren put away his weapons and looked at the Jingli Lord and his wife. How many dangers await you at the end of the darkness?

At this time, there was a snort of horses in the woods, and everyone in front rushed back, Fan Xin turned over and dismounted, and tidied up his messy robes.

"What a skill, you little doll almost took my head, and it was my life that saved me from this. I'm just passing by, you beat yours, I'll go mine, why draw a knife to see each other. ”

Only then did everyone find out that there was also a strange group of people and horses with Fan Xin, and the leader was talking to himself in a chatter, seeing that he was not strong, but he was wearing a bear skin coat, pressing on the horse like a small mountain, swaying, looking like "hungry for a few days without a full meal".

He should be talking about Fan Xin.

"Your Excellency is passing through here, where are you going?" Qu Yi asked.

"Hmm." The man leaned down, looked at Qu Yi by the moonlight, stroked his palms and laughed: "Who did I say, it turned out to be the famous Lan Lu Gongzi." You and I are relatives, why be polite, a certain Weiguo daughter-in-law. ”

"It was Weihou, Qu Yi was rude." Qu Yi smiled suddenly, and saluted him. He called it Wei Guo's daughter-in-law, and Wei Hou's name was not Yuan's daughter-in-law.

Yuan Lingjun thought that he had heard a mistake: "Little Uncle Huang?!" "It's such a coincidence.

"It's me, six girls." Wei Hou got off the horse and walked over with his cloak in his arms: "You gave my uncle a big gift." ”