Jian Yong looked at the scene in front of him, gently pressed Hua Wenxuan's arm, and turned to look into the hall.

I saw that King Zuo Xian stood respectfully with his hands bowed to the side, and from behind the screen came an old man with a thin and obscene expression.

Jian Yong smiled slightly and arched his hand.

The old man raised his eyes to look at Jian Yong, walked up to King Zuo Xian, and glared at him fiercely, King Zuo Xian's huge body shrank suddenly, looking extremely frightened.

Hua Wenxuan looked at the old man in surprise, Jian Yong leaned towards Hua Wenxuan, and said softly: "This old man is King Zuoxian!"

Hua Wenxuan tasted what the slave girl said, and suddenly understood in his heart, and when he looked at the slave girl again, the real King Zuo Xian was already standing in front of her, pulling up the collar around her neck, and under the rough beard, a pair of delicate Han cotton shoes were very eye-catching.

The person pretending to be King Zuo Xian took off the feathers on his head, took off his clothes, revealed a scar, and stood aside with his sword hanging his hand.

King Zuo Xian squinted his eyes, looked at the slave girl in front of him, put his thin hand on her head, and slowly lifted her face, what a pair of tough and bright eyes, the vicissitudes on her face could not hide her original beauty, she looked about mature but was unharmed with the Han noblewoman, Hua Wenxuan's heart sank, who is this slave girl? Why do you look like a Han woman?

King Zuo Xian looked at the appearance of the slave girl, tilted his head to look at Jian Yong, and said fluently: "Even if you buy a horse and don't trade with my clan, where do you want to find such a good horse?"

Jian Yong smiled and arched his hand, "Even if you are doing business, then you have to deceive each other, why doesn't King Zuo Xian show his true face?" ”

King Zuo Xian smiled dejectedly and looked at the slave girl, "What is your intention in breaking all this?" Didn't you see an old acquaintance? ”

The slave girl didn't dare to raise her eyes, trying hard to break free of the dry and exposed hand of King Zuo Xian on her chin, King Zuo Xian frowned, raised her hand and slapped her face with a palm, and then raised her hand again and again, the slave girl held her head to dodge, screaming again and again, Hua Wenxuan wanted to step forward, but was held down by Jian Yong.

King Zuo Xian cursed in nonsense while fighting, and the guards around him turned a deaf ear, staring at Hua Wenxuan and Jian Yong.

The female slave was in pain, raised her hand to resist, and pushed the king of Zuo Xian to stumble, King Zuo Xian was annoyed and angry, snatched the waist knife from the waist of the guard next to him, and was about to make a black hand, Hua Wenxuan was in a hurry for a while, and shouted: "Stop!"

Everyone on the field was shocked, King Zuo Xian's personal guards drew their swords in their hands, Hua Wenxuan pulled Jian Yong behind him, pulled out the iron whip on his waist, swept out, and knocked down several people.

The palace was suddenly in chaos, nonsense was everywhere, and groups of Huns beeted in.

Hua Wenxuan pulled Jian Yong all the way to King Zuo Xian, and several of those who blocked the way fell to the ground early, all of them looked like they were numb in the middle of the electricity, and King Zuo Xian was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly got up to dodge, but was hugged by the female slave at his feet.

Hua Wenxuan saw that there were more and more Huns in the palace, and knew that if he let this Zuoxian King escape, he would inevitably fall into a deep siege and give up all his previous efforts. simply let go of his hand, rushed straight to Zuo Xianwang's side, kicked away the two guards beside him, the big man who pretended to be before had to block, and punched Hua Wenxuan's shoulder, Hua Wenxuan grabbed the punch, and a burst of electric energy went straight through, and suddenly the big man was so electric that he was full of smoke and feces and urine.

King Zuo Xian was stunned, and he had forgotten to struggle. Hua Wenxuan had already picked up a knife and put it around his neck.

Hua Wenxuan shouted loudly: "Put down your weapons!" Stir up any more and slaughter your king! ”

The group of Hun guards hesitated for a moment, and took a few steps forward, Hua Wenxuan tightly pressed the shriveled neck of King Zuo Xian with a knife, and looked hesitantly at the approaching soldiers.

The slave girl stood up from the side, picked up the knife on the ground, and slashed at King Zuoxian's arm, and blood splattered all over the ground in an instant. The slave girl spoke in Xiongnu and shouted loudly, which shocked the soldiers to retreat step by step, and they all withdrew from the hall.

The slave girl pulled King Zuo Xian and walked towards the palace gate, and in front of the onlookers of the Hun soldiers, she slashed at the left leg of King Zuo Xian, forcing the Huns who surrounded the palace gate to spontaneously dodge a common road.

Hua Wenxuan and Jian Yong glanced at each other, and silently followed the slave girl.

The group of Yulin horsemen guarding the carriage hurriedly took out their blades, protected the carriage, and stepped forward to respond. cooperated with Hua Wenxuan and others to throw the bloodied Zuo Xianwang into the carriage.

The slave girl opened the back window of the carriage, poked out the head of King Zuo Xian out of the window, cut off a few strands of white hair with a knife, sprinkled it behind the carriage, and put it on her neck, so that the Huns did not dare to chase after her.

Hua Wenxuan and Jian Yong were dumbfounded, and after the slave girl turned over and returned to the carriage, Hua Wenxuan arched his hand and asked, "I heard you speak, don't you look like a Huns?"

The slave girl calmed down, took a few deep breaths, and was just about to speak, when King Zuo Xian cursed in Xiongnu language, and was about to step forward to snatch the knife, Hua Wenxuan grabbed his arm with one hand in a hurry, and was comfortable.

The slave girl looked at King Zuo Xian, who was twitching all over her body and emitting white smoke, and she was also shocked.

Jian Yong gently patted her shoulder with her hand, she trembled violently like a frightened lamb, rested on her neck with a horizontal knife, and looked at the two people in front of her in horror.

Jian Yong and Hua Wenxuan glanced at each other, slowed down their tones, and asked softly: "I'm waiting for the Great Han Feather Forest Ride, and the girl looks like my Great Han people?" I don't know if I can report my name of hometown? ”

The slave girl flashed her frightened eyes, looked the two up and down, slowly put down the knife, and gave a slightly rusty salute, "I am originally a Han Chinese, and I have not been in the Xiongnu for many years!" I have been a slave by the side of this Zuo Xian King! ”

Hua Wenxuan couldn't help but palpitate for a while, the Han people, who were slaves by the side of the Huns, were still a girl, so they could imagine what kind of cruel bullying they would have come earlier.

Jian Yong gave a salute and asked softly: "I see that the girl behaves dignifiedly, knows how to be well-read, and should be a beautiful girl, I don't know where the girl is from?" What is the name of the parents? ”

The slave girl bowed her head and was silent, as if to evoke a painful memory, tears slowly fell down her cheeks, Jian Yong hesitated for a moment, and stepped forward with her own square scarf.

The slave girl took the scarf, wiped it, adjusted her mood, and said slowly: "The slave father is Cai Yong, the former general of the left middle lang!" The name of the slave family is Yan Zi Wenji! ①”

Hua Wenxuan and Jian Yong were shocked, Jian Yong hurriedly tossed and turned in this small carriage, and said in a loud voice: "Xiaosheng is rude!" Dark Pearl, it turns out that the girl is the daughter of Lord Cai Yong! ”

Hua Wenxuan was even more shocked in his heart, he really didn't expect that the female slave he was running into was Cai Wenji!

The two of them were shocked, only to hear a loud noise outside the car, a burst of people shouting and neighing, and the carriage almost overturned with a sudden brake.

Hua Wenxuan was excited, burst out of the window, and looked on the ground, but it was a huge pendulum made of wood and iron that smashed in front of the carriage and smashed a camel horse into meat paste.

In front of the road, a group of Hun cavalry surrounded one after another, and Hua Wenxuan secretly shouted: Not good! Don't the Huns want their Zuo Xian King?