Soon, only the old and weak women and children who could not walk were left in the procession, and some middle-aged people left with the young women and their young relatives.

Yue Pengju's face was as usual, and he walked in front of everyone.

"No matter what the outcome is, I will not leave you, as long as I don't die, I will not let you die!"

The eyes of the old and weak women and children flashed with a faint touch, although the person in front of him fell into the current situation and suffered a lot, but he did not leave anyone, he was a big eater, but he went all the way, but he distributed most of the dry food to the old man and children, he only ate a little himself, even the prey he hit, he helped the big guy to eat first, these people all saw it.

The rest are old people in their fifties and sixties and children in their four or five years old, and some things will naturally be taken lightly after the old people live for a long time.

"Let's go! I'll gamble with you on this old bone! An old man with a white beard walked out of the crowd hunched over.

After the old man finished speaking, the rest of them also chimed in, obviously this old man had some prestige in Yuejia Village.

"Boy Yue, to tell you the truth, the old man hates you, if you hadn't provoked the powerful, why would we have ended up in this situation." The old man paused, sighed, and said. "Yue boy, don't take these words to heart that the old man said, three years ago, the horse bandits attacked Yuejia Village, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't be alive today, it's just that we are old, so we just want to live longer, and there is no other luxury."

Yue Pengju listened, with a look of guilt on his face, walked up to the old man, and saluted with his fists.

"Uncle Yue, everything started because of me, and I will definitely be responsible for everyone!" After Yue Pengju finished speaking, he turned his head sideways and looked in the direction of the caravan with far-reaching eyes.

After this fight, the people of the caravan looked at Wang Yan as if they were looking at a stranger!

Ninety percent of the people in the caravan belong to the palace, so they naturally know what their young master is, but when they saw it today, they realized that the image of the young master was simply heaven and earth in their hearts.

Domineering, casual, lazy, these images of Wang Yan have long been engraved in the hearts of everyone, but the young master standing in front of him at this moment, calm, slaughtering, and exuding a momentum all over his body, making people look up unconsciously, just fought in the crowd on his own, killing hundreds of people, is this still the young master he is familiar with?

The fire has been burning for more than half an hour, and there is no sign of abating, it seems that it will burn for a while, Wang Yan has been standing in front of the fire for half an hour, and has been watching the flames.

"Young master, this is a maid who boiled lily and date soup, and the young lady asked me to send it to the young master, saying that it was to let the young master extinguish his anger."

Wang Yan turned his head and saw that Ping'er had already brought the soup bowl to his eyes.

Yun Mei sent soup to herself, a little accident, a little surprise, this is the first thing that makes me happy after the war.

Wang Yan picked up the porcelain bowl, drank a bowl of sticky soup like water, and the dates were cut off from the core, and they were chewed and swallowed into his stomach by Wang Yan along with the lily.

The sweetness of dates and the coolness of lilies are matched together, which is both delicious and refreshing.

Wang Yan put the bowl back on the tray and said to Ping'er.

"The soup is delicious, thank you Sister Yun for me."

After saying that, his gaze turned back to the raging fire.

Ping'er was stunned for a long time, and secretly glanced at Wang Yan, her eyes were complicated, with a hint of comfort, and the little rabbit who seemed to be frightened retracted her gaze after just looking at it, bowed, and retreated.

Wang Yun's tent has been set up, and she is checking the account books in the tent, and Cui'er is waiting on the side.

When he heard the sound of the tent curtain, he didn't raise his head, but asked softly.

"Soup, did he drink it?"

"I drank it, I drank it in one go, and I asked my maid to thank the young lady." Ping'er put the tray in her hand on the small table next to the door, walked to Wang Yun and knelt down to sit down, one on the other side of Cui'er.

"Didn't he say anything other than thank you?" Wang Yun still didn't look up, and asked casually.

"No, the young master's expression was a little heavy, only a smile appeared when he drank the young lady's soup, and after drinking, he returned to the original state, and only said that sentence to the maid from beginning to end." Ping'er said truthfully.

Wang Yun was no longer questioning, and the atmosphere became deserted.

Ping'er and Cui'er have long been accustomed to it, and they are silently accompanying them on the side.

It seemed that everything was as usual, but the nails of Wang Yun's hand holding the account book pressed a mark on the paper.

The fire burned for an hour, and the corpse had been reduced to ashes.

Most of the Luo Luo people in Juying had already washed their bodies, and they were standing behind Wang Yan, holding a helmet in their hands, which was used to hold ashes.

"Brothers, let's go!" Wang Yan closed his eyes, clasped his fists and shouted, his voice was sad, and he bowed down.

The Juying Luoluo who were standing behind him also bowed down to pay their respects to the brothers who died in battle.

Wang Yan left, and Luo Luo began to collect the ashes.

Meng Yunteng asked people to move four large jars of wine to Wang Yan's camp, and he himself followed, many brothers were killed in this battle, and Meng Yunteng was also uncomfortable.

A table, no wine and food, Wang Yan and Meng Yunteng each held a five-pound wine jar and drank bitterly, the wine is blended Longquan jade, the degree is controlled at about 30 degrees, this degree of wine, fragrant and not easy to get drunk.

Goo Dong Gu Dong, half a jar of wine down, both of them have a touch of drunken red on their faces, the communication between men does not need too many words, one look is enough.

The curtain was opened, and the dyed fairy walked in from outside, glanced at the two of them, and said to Wang Yan.

"The owner of the village, there are people outside the tent who ask to see! He said he wanted to take refuge in you. ”

Take refuge in yourself? At this time?

"Let him in." Wang Yan put down the wine jar and exhaled a breath of wine.

Dye Immortal nodded and retreated, and soon brought back a tower-like man.

Although Wang Yan drank half a jar of wine, his mind was still sober, and he looked at the person who came carefully, his body was strong and his actions were powerful, and when he went to that station, it was eye-catching, not because of his appearance, but because of his aura, which was very decent! Wang Yan felt it.

"I don't know what to call my brother? Why did you come to me? ”

"Under the surname Yue, the double word Pengju, a native of Yuejia Village, Qingping County, Lanzhou, because of the evil of the official, the disaster affected the neighbors, so he took the whole village to flee to other places, and just witnessed the fight of the owner of the village in the woods, so he came to defect." Yue Peng raised his fists.

"Is there anything bright about my fight? Can I draw you to me? Although Wang Yan's face is drunk, his body is upright, and his tone is solemn, he came to him, whether he is talented or not, the respect he should have is indispensable.

"The owner of the village fought very excitingly, but it was not the martial arts of the owner of the village that moved Yue, the owner of the village stood on the battlefield for a while after killing the people of the Tiger League, Yue could feel the sadness of the owner of the village in the forest, obviously he won the battle, but he showed sadness, it can be seen that the victory or defeat in the heart of the owner of the village is far less important than the life of his brothers, it is in this way that Yue will come to seek refuge in the owner." Yue Pengju said calmly.

Wang Yan showed a faint smile, glanced at the plate axe on his waist, slowly stood up, took off the coiled dragon from the weapon rack, and walked to Yue Pengju.

"Can you play two tricks with me?"

Looking at each other, Yue Peng's eyes poured out a wave of war.

"Please be careful!" After the words fell, Yue Pengju took off the plate axe from his waist, took a step under his feet, and rushed towards Wang Yan with a strong step.

Wang Yan did not move, and the dragon in his hand was like a silver snake and kept spitting snake letters.

Yue Peng raised two plate axes to make the clouds flow, the moves were exquisite, the moves were coherent, and he attacked all the way, but he did not force Wang Yan to take a step back.

Meng Yunteng's eyes lit up on the side, Yue Pengju obviously couldn't beat Wang Yan, but from his moves and the routines that he had already attacked, he dared to conclude that the person in front of him was at least at the same level as Fang Tianyou.

"Good!" Meng Yunteng couldn't help but shout good.

Dye Immortal can also understand a little, knowing that the man in front of him is good at martial arts, seeing Wang Yan smiling, this person must have stayed.

When the two fought for a pillar of incense, Yue Peng abandoned the battle and withdrew from the battle circle, he was already sweating profusely, and his breathing was heavy but powerful.

"The master of the village is strong in martial arts, and he has been taught below!" Yue Peng raised his axe and saluted Wang Yan.

"What about the villagers of Yuejia Village? I just heard you say that you fled with the whole village, why don't you see them? ”

"The owner of the village, there is one more thing to ask for below." Yue Pengju took a deep breath and said.

"Bring them all, those villagers, I'll raise them for you!" Wang Yan said with a smile.

Yue Pengju raised his head suddenly, and his eyes were full of gratitude when he looked at Wang Yan.

"The Owner of the Village"

"I am the young master of the Yuanyang Mansion in Xinzhou, surnamed Wang, with a single name and a Yan character, there are indeed some forces in Xinzhou, this time I am escorting my sister to Luzhou to participate in the Luncai Conference, first place the villagers in the caravan, and wait for the end of the Luncai Conference to return to Xinzhou with me, and I will arrange them properly." Wang Yan said, turned around and lifted a jar of wine from the table, unsealed the mud, and handed it to Yue Peng. "After drinking this jar of wine, I will follow the young master and me in the future."

Yue Pengju is a person with a true temperament, seeing that Wang Yan is so straightforward, he does not shirk, pin the plate axe in his hand to his waist, and take a big sip of the wine jar.

"Good wine!"

Meng Yunteng put down the wine jar and walked to Yue Pengju.

"From this day on, you and I are brothers, and I will bring the villagers with you! You follow the young master, you can be regarded as following the right person. As he spoke, he pulled Yue Peng out of the camp.

Yue Pengju's surrender was another comfort after Wang Yun's bowl of soup.

Soon, the two brought all the villagers of Yuejia Village, only more than 100 people, although they were all old and weak, women and children, but there were many fewer than Wang Yan imagined.

Seeing that Meng Yunteng had brought back a team of people, the steward asked about the situation and reported the matter to Wang Yun, and soon Wang Yan sent someone to settle down the people in Yuejia Village and prepare meals for them to eat.

Wang Yun saved Wang Yan a lot of things, and she was very moved in her heart.

The food of the caravan was very good, there was meat every meal, and the villagers of Yuejia Village saw the hot meal and saw the meat slices in the dish, and they were excited and burst into tears.

Yue Pengju was also moved beyond measure, isn't Wang Yan's treatment of the villagers of Yuejia Village like this exactly the importance he attaches to himself? Yue Pengju is also the first time to be taken seriously, it seems that his decision is correct, from this moment on, his life will be handed over to the little young master in front of him, as the saying goes, the one who is a confidant dies.