Mengdie was dressed in a green Luo skirt, her clothes fluttered lightly in the wind, and she slowly walked to the city gate.

He was stopped by a soldier and wanted to interrogate.

She learned from the tone of her son and said lightly: "Let me ask you, where is Wu Yizong?"

The soldier who was about to interrogate her heard this, and his face was instantly stunned.

Seeing that the soldier didn't answer, she frowned dissatisfiedly and raised her voice a little: "Where is Wu Yizong?"

The soldier came back to his senses and said loudly: "Bold! Dare to call the prince by his name!"

Hearing his shout, the surrounding soldiers and people looked over one after another.

Several soldiers glanced at each other and gathered around.

Seeing this, Mengdie was a little scared and nervous, and couldn't help but take two steps back.

A few soldiers who came around couldn't help but laugh.

"Little lady, I saw that you dared to call the prince by his name, and said how capable you are, but you are so timid.

It's better to accompany the military master for one night, and the military master will tell you where the prince is. Haha......"

The soldier who had stopped her laughed and teased, his eyes scanning her body unabashedly.

Seeing this, Mengdie's eyebrows instantly straightened up, and her heart became angry.

Except for Childe, she doesn't like people looking at her body with this kind of look.

Her right hand was clenched, and a stream of water in the moat flowed into her hand like a jade belt, turning into a divine sword.

It is crystal clear, like a supreme crystal, in which the water spirit flows slowly, repeatedly.

This is the simple use of water after the cultivation of the "Water Emperor True Scripture", which is actually similar to the principle of condensing the blade with mana, but this way of using it is more advanced, and the consumption of mana is much smaller.

Of course, the premise is to have water around.

A few soldiers and more than a dozen people around them stared blankly at the Water Spirit Sword held in Mengdie's hand.

Moments later, the soldiers and the populace fell to their knees.

The soldier who had glanced at her unscrupulously bowed his head and said, "Fairy spare your life!" ”

Hearing this, Mengdie glanced at the people who were prostrating on the ground, frowned and asked, "Where is it?"

The soldier said: "The king of Hejian County now lives in the military camp in the east of the city. ”

"How did the thief run to the barracks?"

Mengdie seemed to be asking the soldiers, and seemed to be talking to herself.

The soldier looked up at her cautiously and said, "Hejian...... The thief had been assassinated a few days earlier, and he hid in the barracks and never came out.

Moreover, it is now rumored everywhere that he wants to write to the saint and behead the rebellious people of Zhao, You, and Yingzhong Prefectures with the Khitan. ”

"What?"

This...... This is to slaughter the ordinary people of Zhao, Ying and other states!

Mengdie was startled, took a few steps back, and tightened the sword of the water spirit in his hand.

Ignoring the kneeling men, he tapped the ground and leaped toward the wall, landed on the stomping, and a little more flew over the wall and headed straight for the east of the city.

The guards on the city walls were dumbfounded.

Looking at the figure of Mengdie gradually moving away, a soldier asked the guard, "Your command, do you want to release arrows?"

The guard slapped him on the back of the head and scolded:

"You are a treasure of the world! Shoot arrows, shoot the people in the city, and also, that Feng Xu's wind must be an immortal, if you are not afraid of offending her, you can release the arrows!"

"Your Majesty, I'll just talk about it. ”

When two flowers bloom, how can they be smelled together?

But it was said that Mengdie crossed all the way, and it didn't take long to reach the east gate. He went out of the wall of the east gate and went to the military camp outside the city.

On the upper floor of the East Gate, there were also a group of soldiers who watched her arrogantly march away, and no one picked up a bow to put an arrow.

After a while, Mengdie arrived in front of the barracks.

This military camp is huge, at least tens of thousands of horses, stationed in a small river not far from the east city, the joint camp is several miles, and the Pingjian City is at the corner of each other.

The terrain is flat, and there is no place to observe the camp.

Mengdie immediately tiptoed a little to the ground, and in a few leaps, flew up to the camp gate.

The clothes are fluttering, the jade face is picturesque, like a fairy descending to earth, and the goddess is in the dust.

The sentry above the gate was stunned and immediately shouted: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Isn't the Khitan already extinguished? Where did the enemy come from? Could it be that the Turks are coming?

This was the thought of the soldiers in the camp near the Zhaimen for a moment after hearing the sentry shouting about the enemy attack.

The dream butterfly is like a flying swallow, falling lightly on the gate of the village.

She looked down at the soldiers in the camp who were shouting about the enemy attack, scurrying around, frowning slightly, and didn't care.

I just began to look out and look for the big tent of the Chinese army in the camps.

Sure enough, only by being high can you be far away.

In a short time, she saw a huge camp tent in the distance, and the king's flag flying in the wind hanging high outside the camp.

Warrior thief, I've finally found you!

At this moment, a voice came from the camp below: "Where did the fairy come from?"

Mengdie looked down, but it was a rather elegant-looking general who looked up and asked her.

"I'm here just to kill the thieves, and it has nothing to do with you and others. Mengdie said indifferently.

"Squid?" the general replied: "Fairy, we have never had any squid in this camp, and please leave the fairy, don't crash into the imperial army." ”

When Mengdie heard this, she immediately understood that the general was prevaricating.

Wu Yizong was killing people all over Hebei Province, who didn't hate him when he mentioned it? Who didn't say a word about the martial arts thief in private?

It is impossible for this general not to know.

Then, there is only one truth: he is covering for Wu Yizong.

Mengdie looked at him and asked, "Since you call me an immortal, why are you so fearless?"

The Confucian general said in a loud voice: "Since ancient times, the military camp has the heaviest evil spirit, and I have never heard of any immortal god daring to attack the military camp.

Ben Jiang now has 400 bows and 100 crossbows by his side, so the fairy might as well leave quickly. If there is a conflict, under the fire of ten thousand arrows, the fairy will have a difference, and the fragrance will be destroyed, wouldn't it be a pity?"

When Mengdie heard this, thinking of the scene of ten thousand arrows firing at once, her heart trembled, but she immediately recalled what Gongzi commented on her, "When you are angry, the princes are afraid, and the world is shocked", she made up her mind again.

Thinking of the Confucian general's initial words, he glanced around again. Why didn't you see it yourself? Could it be that cultivation was not enough?

He swept the Confucian general and the hundreds of crossbowmen around him, and then said:

"You are also a scholar, why bother to cover for Wu Yizong's brutal puppeteer?"

The Confucian general did not answer directly, but just asked, "The fairy is unwilling to leave?"

Obviously, he had a mysterious confidence in the five hundred crossbowmen around him.

Mengdie was speechless, just nodded.

The Confucian general waved his hand and shouted, "Release the arrow!"

In an instant, 10,000 arrows were fired, phew, it should be a hundred arrows, like locusts in the sky swooping towards the dream butterfly.

The corners of Confucian's mouth were slightly raised, and he obviously thought that he had won.

But the next moment, his eyes widened and his face was glazed.

I saw that the transparent sword in the fairy's hand suddenly turned into a thin curtain of water in front of him.

The arrows struck it as if they were all on cotton, and without making a sound, they all fell crookedly to the ground.

Mengdie glanced at the stunned Confucian general and didn't entangle him anymore. The water curtain turned into a sword of water spirit again in his hand, and he went straight towards the big tent of the Chinese army.