Yu Chengyang had never felt like this, he always had Dongfang Li's beautiful face in his mind, Yu Chengyang had seen many beautiful women, but they were all submissive to him, like a piece of boring dead meat.

In his eyes, those palace maids and dancing girls were like animals such as fawns and lambs running in the yard, and he was happy to play with them, and when he was unhappy, he could turn them into a good meal at any time.

Women are really not interesting, and there has never been a word in his dictionary for pity and pity.

I'm afraid that among all the women in this world, except for Han Luoxi, he won't take them seriously.

But I don't know why, he always thinks of Dongfang Li intentionally or unintentionally, her smile, her horizontal eyebrows are cold, they are all so different from other women.

He lingered outside Gaorong's palace for a long time, always wondering what if he could run into her?

Yu Chengyang came to a hill next to the Gaorong Palace, he stood on the top of the mountain, looking in the direction of the palace, he was estimating the position of the east from the residence, he sat on a high tree on the top of the mountain, so that the field of vision was wider and he could see farther.

Dongfang Yu's tone didn't seem to approve of him, preventing him from asking for advice from Gao Rong.

Yu Chengyang was a little lost.

It is true that the mutual people are the weakest and the smallest in the country of these countries, and Gao Rong and Daqi are simply comparable, and they are the most advanced of the seven countries.

How could people let their daughters marry the princes of each other?

Yu Chengyang thought blankly.

Suddenly, he saw a lot of dense black dots at the foot of the mountain, and they quickly gathered in one place.

Yu Chengyang sat on the tree, observing them without moving.

The small black dots gathered together, and it seemed that one of them was ordering something to them, and the small black dots quickly dispersed, and disappeared in a short time.

"Who are they? What are you doing?" Yu Chengyang was very puzzled.

He also didn't care about these things, he lay lazily on the tree, remembering many years ago, Yanchang and Huren a ridiculous agreement, there was a while, Yanchang Emperor Suo Shi and his father Yu Hefeng were very friendly, Suo Shi's queen happened to give birth to a princess, Suo Shi and Yu Hefeng agreed, the princess must marry a mutual prince in the future, to be the future queen.

The meaning is very clear, there are many princes who have each other, if anyone becomes the prince, they must marry the princess Suo Rou of Yanchang.

After Yu Chengyang was temporarily designated as the crown prince, he was sent to Shouma as a proton, and occasionally came back, and Yu Hefeng did not mention this marriage again.

Yu Chengyang is even more inappropriate.

But now that he suddenly remembered this, he was faintly worried in his heart.

There are really a lot of barriers between him and Dongfangli.

The most important thing is what Dongfang Li means to him, whether this witch likes him or not, Yu Chengyang sighed, pulled a leaf from the tree and put it in his mouth and chewed it tastelessly.

He began to be unhappy.

Several dark figures appeared on the hillside, coming in the direction of quickly ascending to the top of the mountain.

Yu Chengyang looked at the people in night clothes vigilantly, his hand reaching into his arms, ready to take out the bones and scatter them at any moment.

The visitors did not notice Yu Chengyang, who was hidden in the tall trees, they were veiled, with bows and arrows in their hands, and each of them quickly occupied a relatively private position, lying on the ground, staring firmly in one direction.

Yu Chengyang found that the direction in which their bows and arrows were aimed was not the palace, and the twenty-nine princes lived in the high-class official post.

Yu Chengyang hid in the tree, not moving, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

Beneath the tree where he was hiding was the leader of the men, and his arrows were tied with a lot of cotton, and he poured something on them, and then put the arrows on his bow.

The same is true of the arrows of the other blacks.

Yu Chengyang smelled a strong smell of tung oil.

He saw the flint they were carrying, and it dawned on him that they were going to burn down the inn, and if he guessed correctly, they were waiting for a gust of wind.

Yu Chengyang was a little anxious in his heart, he wasn't worried about that Daqi Nine Prince, he was just worried about Han Luoxi, hoping that she wouldn't be in any danger.

He looked at the sky without a trace of clouds, and thought to himself, "Don't let the wind blow!"

God didn't seem to hear Yu Cheng's prayer, but the wind really blew, but the direction of the wind was not what they wanted.

Yu Cheng let out a long breath, he didn't dare to act rashly, these black-clothed people each stretched out their hands, it should be that their skills are extremely profound, their chances to go up the mountain are in one go, and when they reach the top of the mountain, their breathing is still extremely stable.

Yu Chengyang's kung fu is very average, and his position is not advantageous, he is in their encirclement, if he makes a move, I am afraid that he has been shot into a sieve eye before he makes any moves.

There is no good way to deal with so many people at once.

He decided to wait and see.

Suddenly, he felt something in a tree not far away, and his eyes fluttered.

He peeked through the gap in the leaves, and found that there seemed to be a person hidden in the tree not far away, and that person seemed to be beckoning him, and there was something silver in her hand, flashing at Yu Chengyang.

Yu Chengyang quietly poked his head out, and the man waved his hand secretly, meaning that he saw him.

The man gestured to him, and Yu Chengyang's heart suddenly lit up, his idea was really good.

Not far away, the pine waves were gusting, and the wind was blowing again, it was the wind that these people were waiting for, and they couldn't hesitate any longer.

Yu Chengyang took out the medicinal powder from his arms and held it in his hand, he felt the wind, he threw the medicinal powder downwind, and suddenly the wind blew on these people with the bones, only to hear the screams.

"Who?" The leader under the tree was alarmed, and he shouted at the tree with his bow and arrows.

Before he could finish his words, an arrow with the sound of the wind hit him in the back of the heart, and before he could scream, he fell to the ground and died.

At this time, the archers who were not in the wind began to shoot arrows at Yu Chengyang's position, their arrows were all carrying flames, Yu Chengyang hurriedly jumped down from the tree and rolled on the ground, the tree he had just hidden had become a fire tree, burning more and more in the wind.

Yu Chengyang was suddenly grabbed by the collar and picked up, "Run!"

Yu Chengyang was overjoyed in his heart, "Dongfang is leaving!"

"Beauty! How are you?" Yu Chengyang said ecstatically.

"Don't talk nonsense, run for your life!" Dongfang glanced at him and said coldly.

"Good!" Yu Chengyang said and stretched out his hand to hold Dongfang Li's hand, and the two of them fled to the bottom of the mountain.

Countless arrows were shooting at them with the sound of the wind, and Yu Chengyang pulled Dongfang away for a while and ran two steps to the left, and then a few steps to the right, always able to avoid the arrows perfectly.