Chapter 73: Scimitar

Being nosy is not Rong Jin's style, she hesitated, but she couldn't suppress her curiosity, and Yun Wei chattered on the side for a long time, and finally decided to go over and take a look, Rong Jin turned back to Yun Wei and instructed, "Just take a look from a distance, you are not allowed to act without permission!" ”

"Understood, Third Brother!"

Yun Wei nodded desperately, for fear that Rong Jin would not agree with her past, so she naughtily called out to the third brother, her eyes were shining, and she was very good-looking.

The night slowly sank, and before he arrived, the sound of the fight suddenly stopped, the more Shen Shen thought about it, the more strange things felt, and he was in a spirit of 120,000 points, and the same twenty guards all held their breath, but Rong Jin suddenly jumped off the horse, picked up a scimitar from the grass, stared at it and smiled coldly, "It's really effortless!" ”

"Sister Jin, what did you say to a knife?"

Yun Wei also got off the horse curiously, Rong Jin beckoned her to come over, and shook the scimitar in her hand, "Do you know this?" ”

"Huh? The scimitar seems to be a weapon used by the Hu people in the northwest, why is there also it here? ”

Yun Wei took it and looked at it, and handed it to Shen Shen, "Vice General Shen, can you see if it is the same as the Hu people in the northwest?" ”

Shen Shen is a person who has followed Yun Zhengtao to fight a lot of tough battles in the northwest, and has a lot of contact with the Hu people, and is even more familiar with their weapons, he took the scimitar, the calm expression on his face suddenly cracked, the two eyes almost fell to the ground, his hands trembled slightly, and he said to Rong Jin and Yun Wei with a solemn expression, "This is the weapon of the secret guard of the Fanzhi Imperial Family!" ”

"Oh?"

Rong Jin was suspicious, Shen Shen pointed to a line of text and a small totem near the hilt of the knife, "Miss Biao, please see that this line of text translates to 'Yelu Wencheng's Holy Guard', and Yelu is the surname of the royal family of Fanzhiguo, Wencheng two words...... This totem general has never seen it, and I don't know which family it belongs to. ”

"Who is Yelu Wencheng?"

Rong Jin not only asked, but was even more suspicious in her heart, the reason why she was interested in this scimitar was because when the body of the deity was chased and killed in her memory, those people were all holding scimitars, and the people she encountered in the broken temple were not holding scimitars, so she came out to find out, but she didn't expect that it involved the royal family of Daofan Zhiguo.

"As far as the last general knows, there is no such person as Wencheng in the royal family of Fanzhiguo, but Yelu is really the royal surname of Fanzhiguo!"

Shen Shen's brows tightened, Yun Wei's curiosity was also hooked, and he tilted his head and asked, "Isn't Fanzhiguo in the northwest?" More than 3,000 miles away from here, how could the weapons of their royal family be lost here? Vice Admiral Shen, what do you think is going on? ”

"This ...... The last general doesn't know that the matter involving Fanzhi is very important, so it is better for us to turn back and tell the general. ”

Shen Shen gave a very pertinent suggestion.

"Ha Luha, do you think you can still go?"

Suddenly, torches lit up all around, and a group of people surrounded him, Rong Jin was so shocked that his back stiffened, why didn't he notice that there were so many people hiding around.

Shen Shen strode forward, drew his long sword from his waist, blocked it in front of Rong Jin and Yun Wei, and shouted, "Brothers, protect the two sons!" ”

The purpose of the thief is unknown, and the two young ladies are both men, Shen Shen deliberately hides the identities of Rong Jin and Yun Wei. Afraid that their identities will be exposed and provoke some dirty thoughts from the thieves, then he will regret it too late.

"Who are you?"

Yun Wei was not afraid, because there were more than 20 guards around her, and all of them were good, but they had followed her father to fight on the battlefield, and it was a small matter to a dozen masked people.