The dart masters gasped, their bodies scarred, their swords already shattered from too many slashes, and none of them had the strength to swing the next one.

"I'm going to die." Someone thinks so.

But the hermits retreated suddenly, and the black figures and black horses disappeared into the wilderness like ghosts. The people of the Wanshan Dart Bureau were almost slaughtered, and they had no ability to resist. They shouldn't have retreated at this time, had their purpose already been achieved? Zhang Qiwan raised his head slightly, and suddenly understood the reason for the retreat of the hermitages - he saw the smoke screen of dust in the distance, followed by the shouts of thousands of people, who held the red sun flag and brandished their weapons, like messengers sent by God to save all beings.

Ying Zhou Mu, Xu Muzhi.

"Big brother! Eldest brother! Qi San panicked suddenly, he pointed to the distance, "Look over there!" ”

Xu Long raised his head and looked in the direction of Qi San's finger, and his face changed instantly, "How many hooves of thousands of troops can raise such high dust?!" Hurry, hurry! Inform the brethren to retreat! Don't care about women and jewelry, this kind of thing will be as many as you want in the future, don't throw your life here! ”

Why did Xu Muzhi's army appear here? Xu Long's heart was full of doubts, he turned the horse's head, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and slapped the horse's buttocks with the blade of the knife, and the maroon horse neighed and galloped away.

Qi San took out a pitch-black horn from his waist and blew it three times in a row, and the long horn sound echoed across the earth. This is a signal to retreat, and it has only one meaning, to escape. Most of the bandits gave up their prey and turned their heads and ran in the direction where Qi San was, while some of the bandits were unwilling to give up, they pulled with the refugees, and in anger, they cut down the people in front of them with a knife, rummaging for their belongings on the corpses.

Zhao Yong is the last bandit. He carried a petite girl on his shoulder, and the refugees had long since scattered, and no one cared about the girl, no matter how much she cried and struggled.

There was only one man who was nearly half a hundred years old, his hair was almost white, and his arms were thin, but he knelt on the ground, hugged Zhao Yong's feet, and begged bitterly: "Master, good man, please let go of the little girl, I only have such a relative in this world!" Suddenly, as if he remembered something, one hand was still holding the leg of the man in front of him, and with the other hand he untied the burden and put it in front of him, saying, "Money! Money! I'll give you the money, give you everything, please, please let the little girl go! ”

"Get out!" Zhao Yong just glanced down, then kicked the old man away, and didn't take the burden, "You want to send me away with such a little money?"

The man was kicked and rolled around, and in a panic he grabbed the baggage, and something bright fell out of it, shaking his eyes.

It's a short dagger.

Zhao Yong suddenly stopped, blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, he turned his head with difficulty, and looked at the thin man who was still begging for him in a low voice just now, he wanted to say something, but the man pulled out the dagger from his body, and stabbed him again.

"You're going to drive me to my death, I'm ...... I, how could I let you go. The man looked up, and he said such a vicious word, but his face, which was full of traces of age, was full of tears.

Zhao Yong's body fell, and the girl finally broke free from his restraints, ran over and hugged the man tightly, crying loudly, "Dad, Dad." ”

The man's hands were still shaking, he threw away the blood-stained dagger and hugged the girl tightly, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Yao Ke looked at the corpses under the horse's hooves one after another, I don't know if it was a dart master, a common person, or a bandit on his horse, silent, suddenly, he got off the horse, walked to a corpse, and gently closed his eyes for him. He turned his head to look at the boy holding a broken bow not far away, and beside him, another person knelt on the ground and hugged it, and the corpse of a girl was crying heartbreakingly.

The people walked briskly past Xu Muzhi one after another, one after another, saying words of gratitude to Dade in their mouths, although they wanted to escape from this place of right and wrong immediately, but the speed at which they traveled could not be faster, it was not that they didn't want to run, but they really couldn't run, such a long and almost uninterrupted long-distance journey had already exhausted most of their physical strength, and now it was already very difficult for them to maintain this speed. The burly man in the black cloak with a child wearing the same cloak, looking like a father and daughter, they dragged heavy steps, and were about to walk past Xu Muzhi, but Xu Muzhi suddenly spoke: "Lord Li, where are you going?"

At night, the sergeants camped on the spot, and the refugees gathered around the campfire, eating not much sumptuous food, but their faces were full of smiles, after all, on the way to escape, eating a full meal was already considered a luxury. But some of them ate and ate and their tears suddenly flowed down their cheeks into the bowl, and they ate with their tears, and they did not stretch out their hands to wipe them. Su Jingchen stood at the gate of the camp, looking at Wei Zhai's thin back from a distance, only to feel that the person who always liked to laugh had suddenly aged dozens of years, holding two dusty cakes in his hands, his eyes were blank, and he was sitting quietly in front of a grave that didn't even have a tombstone.

That was Li Yiniang's grave.

After Li Yiniang's death, he held her like this until a few soldiers dug up the grave and came to ask him for the body. He suddenly drew his sword and confronted the sergeants: "Where do you want to take Ah Yi!" So the soldiers had to take advantage of his unpreparedness to knock him out, and when he woke up, Su Jingchen led him to Li Yiniang's grave, and he became like this, not eating or drinking.

The center of the camp, inside the big tent. Li Hongyi changed out of his tattered clothes, eating meat without caring about his image, and the girl who followed him also changed into the most popular Liu Feihua among the girls in the imperial capital with the help of the maid, eating vegetables in small bites, and quietly looking around with her smart eyes from time to time.

"There's something I want to ask Master Xu about below." Li Hongyi drank a glass of wine and said suddenly.

"Lord Li, please speak."

"Yingzhou is nearly three hundred miles away from here, why did Lord Xu suddenly appear here with Qing Yu?"

"I set off from Yingzhou five days ago," Xu Muzhi said lightly, "Not only Qingyu, but also 20,000 infantry troops in nearby towns. ”

"Are you ready to rob people in the first place?" Li Hongyi smiled, he clearly knew that Xu Muzhi's purpose was that girl. She is the youngest and only daughter of the first emperor, and the first emperor loves her to the extreme, as long as it is what she wants, even the stars will be taken off for her. In this world, to seize her is to hold the authority of the world.

"This depends on Lord Li's attitude," Xu Muzhi paused, "I also hope that Lord Li will not embarrass me." ”

Li Hongyi smiled bitterly and shook his head, there are Xu Muzhi's elite "Qingyu" army everywhere, even if he puts wings on himself, I'm afraid it will be impossible to leave with the little princess. Now he is still sitting here safe and sound, but Xu Muzhi sold a little face to his former colleague.

"Then I'll accompany the little princess on the last journey." Li Hongyi stood up, bowed slightly to Xu Muzhi, raised his head and drank the wine in the cup, "I respect Lord Xu." ”

"The little princess is just a different place to live, how did she get to Lord Li, it seems to have become a parting of life and death." Xu Muzhi smiled, and also stood up and drank the wine in the cup, "I also respect Lord Li." ”

The candlelight flickered, and everyone pushed the cup to change the lamp, and they all felt a little drunk. The breeze outside the tent brought gusts of chirping, and through the cracks in the big tent, even a few scattered stars could be seen.

"I'm full." Ye Yuhuan suddenly put down her chopsticks and stood up, and then walked out naturally, regardless of the reaction of the people in the big tent.

"Little princess, this is ......" Xu Muzhi wanted to stop her, but saw Li Hongyi wave his hand and signaled him not to stop.

"The little princess doesn't like to wait for people," Li Hongyi smiled, "She has been eating alone since she was three years old, and only one old mother takes care of her daily life, so she is used to being casual." ”

"But that old mother died a few months ago." Li Hongyi said again.

Xu Muzhi paused, then waved his hand and motioned for his guards to follow.

Ye Yuhuan walked out of the tent, put her hands behind her back, gently kicked the pebbles on the road, and occasionally raised her head, her eyes lingering on the starry curtain for a moment. The refugees sat in groups and whispered about something. She jumped lightly like a fawn in the crowd, walking past campfire after campfire, and the eyes of both men and women were drawn to her. They were amazed at the beauty of the girl, who was no more than twelve or thirteen years old, but she was as dazzling as the stars in the sky, and the light of the leaping fire suddenly paled in comparison with her.

"She has such a beauty at a young age, and when she grows up, what kind of country and city should she be." Someone suddenly said.

Ye Yuhuan didn't stop, and no matter what the people behind her said about her, she walked briskly through the crowd and walked straight to the gate of the camp. Xu Muzhi's guards hurriedly followed, as long as Ye Yuhuan took a few more steps, he would rush up and pull her back.

But she stopped suddenly, she tilted her head slightly, looked at Su Jingchen who was standing at the gate of the camp, and after a while, she said, "Your eyes are different from others." ”

Su Jingchen didn't look at her either, still drifting his eyes into the distance, and said, "What's the difference?"

"There is no light in your eyes." Ye Yuhuan said seriously.

"How can there be light in the eyes of a desperate man?" Su said faintly.