"You-you're playing with the bomb, you have a helper......"

Lan Shen clutched his chest, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes when he pointed at Feng Beining.

I thought that this seventh prince was a free and easy person, even if he was one-on-one, he even called someone to sneak attack him?

Not a gentleman!

Done by villains.

Hearing this, Feng Beining stepped forward with his sword, stretched out his hands, and asked with a smile, "General Lan, you say, where is this king's helper?" Does it refer to the king's other hand? ”

When the words fell, the person in front of him was directly shaken, he wiped his eyes suddenly, and looked at Feng Beining's hand carefully.

There really is no helper......

She's—

Both hands hold long swords, the right hand is when he first started fighting him, and the left hand is ......

Looking at the color and thickness, it is obvious that it is a soft sword, and women often use it on the waist.

She first stabbed him with a long sword, but it actually consumed his physical strength, and then stabbed him in the chest, waist, and back with the long sword in her right hand, distracting him.

In the end, she pulled out the soft sword directly from her waist with her left hand, and stabbed him in the chest without him noticing.

This series of actions, he didn't pay attention to at all-

"Heh~" Lan Shen laughed self-deprecatingly, clutching his chest and lowering his head.

"If you want to kill or chop, listen to it!"

Feng Beining raised her eyes to look at his appearance, pursed her lips and smiled, then put away the weapon in her hand, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

His chest hurt when he patted him......

"General Lan is a rare talent, this king doesn't want to kill you here, this time it's just this king's opportunism, General Lan is a good student, I hope that in the future, the Northern Dynasty will start a war with the Liang State, and I can see General Lan on the other side."

After that, he turned around and got on the horse and left, neatly and freely.

Lan Shen was stunned for a while, looking at Feng Beining's distant back, he couldn't calm down for a long time, this time, it was indeed him who lost.

Thinking back to his evaluation of her, he instantly felt only ashamed.

He staggered, clutched his chest, sighed heavily, turned around and quickly disappeared.

"Lord Wang, are we going back to the barracks now?"

A soldier next to him stepped forward and asked suspiciously.

Feng Beining fell into deep thought after hearing this, and glanced at the number of people behind him, who had just fought and injured two soldiers.

Some of them have also suffered some injuries, and if they stay in this misty forest any longer, they will probably be wiped out if they encounter danger.

"Back to the barracks."

Her lips lifted lightly and she gave the order.

The others immediately agreed, and they were relieved in their hearts, after all, if Xie Kui had been in the past, he would have taken advantage of the victory to pursue, and in the end he would be invincible, with his tail between his legs.

Fortunately, the Seventh Prince is more far-sighted, and now that Xie Kui is dead, it seems that following the Seventh Prince is also a good choice.

Everyone returned with their armor unarmed, which surprised the people in the barracks a little.

Because of this trip, it is obvious that it is a quick decision.

I went in the afternoon and came back in the evening.

It's really gratifying.

"You also said that let me monitor and monitor, the prince came back so quickly, don't you believe me?"

Zong Zheng Fuyun walked into the barracks with a smile, and looked at Feng Beining and couldn't help but tease.

Feng Beining smiled helplessly when she heard this, raised her hand and touched her long sword, and her voice was soft, "This kind of thing, this king can't predict it." ”

"And how is the battle?"

He didn't talk much nonsense and asked directly about the main purpose.

"It's Lan Shen, the one Liang Guo encountered last time, although it was a little tricky at first, but now it's fine, besides-"

Halfway through the words, Feng Beining suddenly raised her head and hooked her lips to look at him, smiling a little sly, and her eyes were shining with bright light.

"Besides-this Xie Kui sacrificed, this king has to thank Lan Shen well."

Zong Zheng Fuyun looked at her smile, and was stunned for a while, and his eyes shook inadvertently.

Immediately realizing that he was wrong, he immediately lowered his head, and when he thought about her words carefully, he couldn't help laughing.

"It seems that this Lan Shen has done us a great favor."

What he said was meaningful, and he raised his eyes to look at Feng Beining as he spoke.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and the tent door next to it was blown up to a certain height, and it could be seen that a person walked in outside.

Feng Beining's smile disappeared immediately, and his silence raised his vigilance, glanced at Zong Zheng Fuyun, and stopped moving.

This series of actions, Zongzheng Fuyun immediately understood, straightened out his clothes, and coughed lightly.

However, the man did not come in directly, but looked around, and stopped when he came to the door of the tent, and his black figure was obvious.

Obviously eavesdropping!

Feng Beining suddenly hooked her lips and laughed, and glanced at the man opposite.

The two understood, and chatted instantly, "Lord Wang, are you injured?!" ”

Zongzheng Fuyun's voice suddenly became flustered, from the loud voice at the beginning to cautious, which aroused infinite imagination.

The people outside the tent frowned when they heard this, why didn't they hear that the Seventh Prince was injured just now?

Could it be that she is hiding something?

"Are you okay, Lord Wang? It's all bleeding!! ”

Zong Zheng Fuyun's panicked and anxious voice came over again, but Feng Beining didn't say a word throughout the whole process, as if she was already weak and speechless.

"Lord Wang, I'll go find a military doctor!" Zongzheng Fuyun said that he was about to come out.

The man immediately turned to the side and was about to leave, but suddenly heard Feng Beining's weak voice.

"No... No need, this king is fine, it's all minor injuries... Ahem......"

She coughed as soon as she said a few words, as if she was terminally ill and weak.

The people outside the tent immediately laughed triumphantly, glanced at the tent with satisfaction, and walked away.

The black shadow left, Feng Beining raised his eyes, and instantly aged a few times, "Gone." ”

She patted her clothes, rubbed her wrists, and twisted her neck to her feet.

Zong Zheng Fuyun, who saw this action, was taken aback, and asked suspiciously, "Lord Wang, what are you doing here?" ”

The woman in front of her stretched out her hands, stretched her waist, and said in a lazy voice, "Wait, there's a big battle to fight!" ”

As soon as the words fell, she heard a noisy sound outside, Feng Beining couldn't help but hook her lips and raise her eyebrows and smile.

"Isn't this just open?"

The men had already reached the door, and immediately several soldiers came up and stopped them.

"What are you doing? This is the prince's tent. ”

As soon as they heard this, they immediately exploded, "Of course General Ben knows, but I heard that the Seventh Prince was seriously injured, and it must be time is running out, so let's go in and have a look, and discuss the change of the main general as soon as possible." ”

One of them stood in front with his chin raised, as if he was already the commander.

The people behind him immediately nodded after hearing this, "What General Shan said is yes, if the prince is really valued, this military camp cannot be left without a master for a day, if there is a sudden enemy attack, won't we all die here?" ”

This was already very convincing, causing the other soldiers on the side to panic even more.

These seven princes are their main force, if she falls-

I'm afraid that the dragons will be leaderless and scattered.