Yi Zhe originally thought that if Gu Jia asked like this, Wang Ying would be angry, but he didn't. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Wang Ying just stood there with his hands down, and in his lowered eyelashes, there was a cold and pure smile.

She didn't actually want to save these people, she found Lin Fengque, and naturally wanted to find a way to persuade him to return to King Han.

Although Lin Fengque's proposal was rejected by her, her goal of persuading him to return remained the same.

Just trying to persuade him back, how easy is it to talk about it?

As he said, she had betrayed him, and now she approached him with a purpose, and with his temperament, it was impossible to obey her advice again, but she was Wang Ying.

Wang Ying smiled coldly, flicked his sleeves with his big hand, turned around and sat on the bench that Gu Jia was sitting on just now, squinted slightly, supported his chin and said: "What does it have to do with you whether I am Wang Ying or not, you arrested me from the Gule clan, did you think about how to explain to me?" ”

Confessed?

Gu Jia sneered: "If you catch it, you will be caught, and you will be rescued if you have the ability." ”

She didn't believe it, she had so many people under her command that she couldn't deal with a single Wang Ying.

Wang Ying saw that she was so arrogant, and she was not angry, but only slowly touched the sleeves of her clothes, and touched and touched a silver fan, the handle of the silver fan is ivory bone, and the fan surface is the gray and white paper commonly used in the Southern Han Dynasty.

The fan looked very old, the paper was rough and raw, but the stem was as smooth as a mirror, and her hand was on the end of the bone fan, rubbing it one after another.

Beauty painting bones is the most pleasing to the eye, but Gu Jia is not in the mood to appreciate it.

Seeing Wang Ying like this, she thought about it carefully, and felt that this person was indeed a little difficult to handle, even if her person was detained by her at the moment, she didn't seem to be panicked at all, and she didn't even have the slightest nervousness in her expression.

Although she couldn't see her face, her appearance like a fish in water still made Gu Jia secretly admire.

No wonder the father wanted to rein in this man.

Gu Jia had a plan in her heart, and no longer competed with her, but resumed that just right smile, and said to Wang Ying: "Since Wang Shao is here in person, I will also open the skylight and say bright words, people, I can put it, but Gu Jia has one condition." ”

"Oh?"

Wang Ying finally had a little expression at this time, she picked up the brim of the black hat quite playfully, swept her slanted eyes towards Gu Jia, and said with a smile: "Let's hear it." ”

"Come with me back to the Northland Gayu."

"Why?"

Gu Jia glanced at her and was about to answer, when suddenly there was a loud shout outside the door, and a soldier exclaimed, "There are assassins!" ”

Assassin!

When Gu Jia heard this, her body swept out of the door in an instant.

As soon as she went out, she was shocked by the sight in front of her, and her face turned pale.

"What's going on?"

She shouted angrily, rushed to the team, looked at the large number of sergeants who fell to the ground in front of her, and her eyes were full of shock: "Okay, why did it suddenly become like this?" ”

In the encirclement formed around the inn, more than half of the soldiers fell into a long sleep under the drugged of the sudden lilie, and only God knows whether these people will wake up.

At the moment when Gu Jia rushed out of the room, the ancient fan in Wang Ying's hand flew and circled in his hand in an instant, directly attacking the three generals who had not had time to chase out.

Yagu Baimingsheng with a broad sword.

Toto Churong hanging the whip.

Broken Fengcheng with a silver spear.

These three people, who have followed Gu Jia so far, have rarely been defeated by their subordinates, and they have never encountered a situation where they have fought against the three of them with their own strength, so they are all defenseless against Wang Ying.

As soon as he attacked Wang Ying's surprise attack, Bai Mingsheng was the first to react, his speed flashed, blocking in front of Yu Rong, who had not yet had time to whip, and with a shake of his arm, she was shaken out of the danger circle.

And Feng Cheng also instantly got into his hands with a gun, and stood side by side with Bai Mingsheng to resist Wang Ying's secret attack.

"It's useless."

Wang Ying pinched the brim of her hat with one hand, got up slowly, and slowly pulled her black hat up with her fingers, revealing her cold and extremely bewitching face, as well as a few wisps of bewitching red pupils on her face.

With blood as evidence, I guard the desert with my body.

This ancient proverb has almost been forgotten by generations of people in that turmoil of the iron horse, but his descendants have passed on this bloodline and will never fall.

When Feng Cheng saw Wang Ying's face, the silver spear in his hand suddenly retracted, turned around and rushed directly towards the painting fan.

Wang Ying squinted slightly, and as soon as he raised his hand, the painting fan changed direction, jumped over the three of them, and locked directly at Gu Jia at the door.

Wang Ying, known as the archer, but whenever she makes a move, whether it is a false move or a real move, she is a hundred shots, and her ability is called a talent against the sky in the former Imperial Guard.

Gu Jia's thoughts were a little confused, looking at the continuous soldiers who fell to the ground inexplicably, her chest was full of steaming anger, but also full of deep doubts, at this time, how could she have time to care about Wang Ying.

Wang Ying seized the opportunity to assassinate mercilessly.

Just as the painting fan broke through the air flow and came suddenly, a flexible ribbon unexpectedly wrapped around it, and then the sound of horses' hooves and a faint condensed voice were heard: "Sneak attack from behind is really the work of a villain." ”

Seeing the comer, the face of the Jiayu soldier who had just been depressed instantly calmed down.

Gu Jia shouted with surprise on his face: "Brother! ”

"Well, I'm fine."

She Charo rode into the inn on horseback, and broke the painting fan in half in front of Wang Ying, he looked at the girl in front of him, brushed the reins in his hand, and asked in a cold voice: "Wang Ying?" ”

Wang Ying raised his eyes in vain and smiled: "The person who can catch my ancient fan can't believe the rumors." ”

"I can't believe it."

She Charo squinted, his gaze swept over her face, and then fell on Mo Guo'er, and after looking back and forth, he slowly grinned: "The rumored Wang Ying ......"

Scold.

It turned out to be a woman!

Mo Guo'er was forcibly taken out by She Charo, and along the way, no matter what he asked, she secretly set a trap and threatened openly, she didn't confide in him anything about Hu Lilie or Lin Fengque, but as soon as she broke into this inn, her nerves tensed.

Why is it tight?

Because she felt the Hurrilie.

It's strange to say, she hates him, hates him, and thinks about how to leave him all the time, but on the contrary, she can always see his mood in a small expression of his, and she can also find him at first sight in a large crowd.

It seemed like a fateful affair.

She met him and embarked on a stormy life from then on.

She found Kulilie, and Kulilie naturally saw her for the first time.

She was imprisoned on horseback by Shecharo, leaning over slightly, her little face did not know if it was because of the galloping horse, revealing a trace of pale weakness, and the clothes she was wearing......

Suddenly, he squinted his eyes and looked at the tuanhua in front of her.