Mengdie took the camp tents and banners everywhere as a borrowing point, and in a short time, the Chinese army's big tent was in sight.

Come east with a sword, and fly immortals outside the sky.

Like a bird from the sky, she glided from afar and landed on the gate in front of the big tent of the Chinese army.

The guards in front of the tent were startled when they saw her, and they all raised their weapons and pointed at her on the gate, but they all slowly retreated without confidence.

Looking at the big tent of the Chinese army in front of him, Mengdie's right hand holding the sword of the water spirit trembled slightly.

Not because of fear, but because of excitement.

Father, Mother, Brother, The people of Hebei who died unjustly! Your great revenge is finally about to be avenged.

She took a few deep breaths in her heart, relaxing her excitement.

Fang Cai looked at these soldiers below and said, "I came here today to only punish the evil Wu Yizong and not kill others." Let him come out and die. ”

The soldiers looked at each other, and one stumbled into the tent.

In the account.

Decorated with pearls, gold and silver, resplendent gold.

There are musicians playing sheng, music girls caressing the pipa, and several dancing girls dance under it.

Wu Yizong sat high in the handsome position, holding his beautiful concubine to drink and have fun.

At this moment, the curtain of the tent door was suddenly opened, and a soldier ran in.

"Lord Wang, it's not good! someone has entered the camp!"

There was silence in the tent. The music stopped abruptly, and the dancing girl stopped abruptly.

When Wu Yizong heard this, he was shocked, and his hand that was raising his glass to drink shook suddenly, and the wine lord fell on the table with a "bang".

When he came back to his senses, Wu Yizong pushed the concubine in his arms away, slapped his hand on the table with a "bang", and shouted angrily: "Who let you break in at will?"

The soldier knelt on one knee and said anxiously: "Lord Wang, there is really a woman who has come to break into the camp, and she is still ...... Let the prince go out and receive your death. ”

Wu Yizong was panicking, and when he heard the words "one" and "woman", he calmed down.

Immediately he felt that something was wrong and asked, "How did a woman break in?"

The soldier hesitated and said, "Lord Wang, that woman seems to have flown here." Fear...... Not mortal. ”

When Wu Yizong heard this, he laughed and said: "Flying here? Ridiculous! When this king goes out to take a look, he will see how she, a woman, can let this king die." ”

After Wu Yizong finished speaking, he got off the handsome position and walked towards the tent door.

The soldier wanted to say something, but after hesitating, he still didn't say anything, just stood up and silently followed Wu Yizong out of the king's tent.

Wu Yizong came out of the big tent, and when he looked up, he saw Su Mengdie standing on top of the gate with a sword not far away.

After a moment's hesitation, he stepped forward a little more, escorted by several samurai.

Seeing the dream butterfly and jade face, I couldn't help but light up, but I felt familiar.

Without waiting for him to speak, Mengdie, who stood lightly on the gate like a drop of water, gritted her teeth and spoke: "Old thief, do you still recognize me?"

When Wu Yizong heard this, his heart turned, and he remembered who Mengdie was.

"You're the beauty who jumped into the moat a few months ago?"

Mengdie gritted her teeth and said hatefully: "You killed my parents and brothers, destroyed my family, and slaughtered the innocent people of my Zhaozhou."

The people of the world are eager to eat your flesh and drink your blood raw, and they still have the heart to drink and have fun here. ”

When Wu Yizong heard this, he suddenly remembered a question: Wait, how did this woman get to this gate? Could it be that she really flew here? If so, my life will be suspended.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly hid behind several samurai beside him.

Mengdie glanced at the several warriors in front of him and gritted his teeth again.

She clearly remembered that these warriors were accomplices who had conspired with Wu Yizong to kill her brother.

Thinking of this, her mind came to her mind again with the figure of her brother struggling and wailing.

She spread out the sword of the water spirit in her hand, turning into a dozen triangular ice picks, suspended in the air on both sides of her.

"Die. ”

After she finished speaking, more than a dozen triangular ice picks flew towards the heads of Wu Yizong and several warriors in front of him.

Before several samurai and Wu Yizong could react, they were shot in the head by an ice pick.

At this moment, blood and brains splattered and bloomed like fireworks.

Several blood flowers, all in full bloom.

The heads of Wu Yizong and several warriors exploded, naturally they couldn't survive, and their bodies fell to the ground with their broken heads, smashing out several muffled sounds.

The surrounding soldiers watched the play for a long time, and at this time, they couldn't help but be frightened and took a few steps back, looking at Mengdie's eyes full of fear.

Mengdie killed Wu Yizong, but secretly regretted it in her heart.

I shouldn't have let this old thief die so easily.

But it's useless to regret it, the head exploded, Wu Yizong must have died, and it is impossible for her to come back to life and let her kill again.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glance at the group of soldiers who were watching the play from afar around the gate.

When some soldiers saw her, they thought she was going to kill, so they were so frightened that they quickly knelt on the ground and shouted for mercy:

"The fairy spares his life, it's all the thieves who insist on slaughtering the people, and don't do anything like us. ”

Mengdie snorted and asked, "Where are the corpses of the people killed by the thieves?"

A soldier replied tremblingly, "Returning to the fairy, the prince...... After the thieves slaughtered the people, all the corpses were thrown at random in the Mingyang Mountain in the north of the city, and it was really impossible to tell who buried them where......"

When Mengdie heard this, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

After thinking for a moment, he flew down and landed in front of several corpses.

Glancing at Wu Yizong's broken corpse in disgust, she hesitated for a moment, but still gently tugged at the corpse's clothes and picked it up.

Glancing at the soldiers around again, she flew up with Wu Yizong's corpse, landed on top of the gate, and then tapped the gate, drifting away, and disappeared in a few longitudinal passes.

Not long after, Mengdie carried Wu Yizong's body to the East City Gate and flew up.

After descending to the city wall, the surrounding soldiers immediately retreated, not daring to approach.

Dream Butterfly glanced at them, and continued to fly towards the city.

After a short time in the market, she threw the body into the street.

The corpse slammed into the ground, made a muffled thud, rolled a few more times, and then stopped.

The sparse people in the market looked at the corpse that suddenly hit the ground, and they couldn't help but be startled and wanted to run away.

But I heard a gentle female voice coming from upstairs: "You don't need to panic, this is the corpse of the butcher and thief." ”

Everyone noticed the python robe on the corpse.

looked in the direction where the corpse came from, and saw a woman in green clothes fluttering and red face and jade standing lightly on the eaves.

"You may divide their bodies and take them home to pay respects to the dead. ”

After Mengdie finished speaking, she flew away.

In the market behind him, there was a sound of cheers, and countless people were excited, looking for knives in the city, and stepped forward to separate Wu Yizong's corpse.

After a while, they were divided into clean ones, and each person was given a piece to go home to pay tribute to the family members who died unjustly.

When the people of the government heard the news and arrived, Mao did not find one.

PS: There is only one shift tonight, I don't know why, the drowsiness is unusually strong, and I slept first.

Zhaozhou is over, and the protagonist should be in the capital in a few chapters. I originally wanted to write a few more chapters of the Zhaozhou plot, but I still don't have much water when I think about it, phew, write more, cough cough. Sunday is going to be on the strong and six-frequency, so it's better to get into the main line as soon as possible.

Well...... There's only one shift today, and I'm embarrassed to ask for tickets and rewards, so you can look at it, and give it.

In addition, I would like to thank the book friends for the reward of the three thousand worlds of red dust and splashing ink to paint mountains and rivers.