Shen Yunchen was silent for a moment, then pulled Jian Yuchen and said, "Wang Dabao can't let go, if he is allowed to go back, after we leave, he will come back to retaliate, so he must die." ”

Jian Yuchen also thought of this, nodded, and said, "I'll accompany you, there are only more than 10,000 people left and right, isn't there that magic weapon of Miss Li'er?" It's a big deal to blow him up. ”

Shen Yunchen agreed with his words, and the two were about to leave, but they were stopped by Ying Zihong, and the sunny boy became a little deeper: "Take me, this is my village, and I have the responsibility to protect my villagers." ”

Ying Yun nodded: "Go, young man, it should be like this." ”

The three of them glanced at each other, got up and chased quickly in the direction of Wang Dabao.

However, at this moment, Wang Dabao had no strength, and was carried by a group of people to flee in the direction of the imperial capital, they only had two legs, and Shen Yunchen and the three of them quickly caught up.

The aura of the three killed these thousands of people in an instant.

Wang Dabao and the others were so frightened that their faces turned pale and trembled: "Palace... Your Highness, spare my life, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, I won't go to Meilong Village again, you spare me, I don't want to die. ”

Ying Zihong snorted coldly: "Hmph, Wang Dabao, I heard that you actually dare to tease my family's slaves, do you think you should die?" ”

"Damn! Damn it! "Wang Dabao has been tortured by this group of people to go crazy, he can do whatever he wants with the number of people, who knows that there is no good stubble in Meilong Village, killing people one by one, it is simply a demon, thinking about the head that has just been cut off, all of them are swirling in his head, and that scene is palpitating now.

Jian Yuchenyun opened his mouth lightly: "It's okay to admit your mistakes." ”

Shen Yunchen snorted lightly: "It's a pity that it's too evil." ”

Ying Zihong exhaled angrily: "What should I do with this person? Behead? ”

Shen Yunchen pointed at Wang Dabao and said indifferently: "He keeps it, and the others are beheaded." ”

"Okay!" Ying Zihong jumped three feet high excitedly, and cutting off his head seemed to him to be like playing, and his three heads fell to the ground when the knife fell in his hand.

Wang Dabao was tied to a tree, and the other three joined the battle one after another, and several small black balls emerged from Shen Yunchen's hands from time to time, and those small black balls killed a person as soon as they were thrown, which aroused Ying Zihong's strong interest.

"Your Highness, let me play too."

Shen Yunchen took out a handful of small black balls the size of peas from his arms, all of which were made before Li'er left, don't look small, but the power is huge, but unfortunately he didn't do much in a hurry, and he took them away.

The second brother took the path back to the barracks to continue making some of this thing, just in case of emergency.

Ying Zihong looked at a handful of small black balls in the palm of his hand, blinked his eyes twice, and said with a smile to the gang of people fleeing around: "Look who runs fast, whoever runs fast will not be killed, and you can enjoy the fun of being beheaded." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone rolled their eyes, is this Nima a human word? What is the difference between beheading and being blown up? It's not all a death.

Jian Yuchen was speechless for him: "I said, can you still be serious, I haven't seen you passing by since I was a child." ”

"Brother Chen, I don't want to be a fairy, how good it would be to be rude like me." As he spoke, he threw out all the small black balls in his hand.

Shen Yunchen, who was so frightened that he pulled him and rode his horse and galloped, for fear that he would be killed by that zhayao.

"Boom-"

Zhaoyao exploded, startling a mushroom cloud, and the dust flew everywhere.

Shen Yunchen pulled Ying Zihong's constipated look on his face: "Are you sick?" You didn't play this thing, if we went any slower, we'd all be blown up!" ”

Ying Zihong was still patting his chest, his heart was beating like a drum, and he was scared: "It's so dangerous, it's scared to death." Now his ears are still buzzing, and it hurts, and he didn't hear Shen Yunchen's words at all.

Shen Yunchen was very helpless, pulled her over, and yelled at him: "This thing has to be thrown one by one, it is very dangerous for you to throw more than a dozen, it is estimated that those people were killed by you." ”

Ying Zihong finally heard what he said, and was stunned for a while before shouting, "Why didn't you say it earlier?" I wouldn't have wasted it earlier, this thing blew up these people, it's too cheap for them. ”

Shen Yunchen wanted to laugh when he heard his words, it was indeed too cheap for them, he looked into the smoke of gunpowder, and suddenly found that Jian Yuchen was gone.

"Hey, where is Jian Yuchen? You can't have escaped, right? ”

Ying Zihong's ears were better, and then he had some reaction, looked at the dust in the sky, and did not have a trace of worry: "It shouldn't be, his kung fu is not under you." ”

The two waited for a while, but no one came out, so they started to get anxious, people can't have an accident, right?

Shen Yunchen rushed directly into the gunsmoke, and soon the choking smell of sulfur made him start coughing, and his throat was dry and sore, but he still shouted: "Jian Yuchen!" Where are you? ”

"Jian Yuchen!" Another voice came from the other side.

Shen Yunchen heard that this was Ying Zihong's voice.

He shouted again: "Jian Yuchen!" In a panic, he felt that something was stepped on under his feet, and he didn't think about it, this was the middle of the explosion, and it was normal for there to be many corpses, and he almost instinctively thought that Jian Yuchen was still alive.

"Jane..."

"Stop shouting, you're stepping on me."

A low and hoarse voice came from the soles of Shen Yunchen's feet, and as soon as he lifted his feet, he saw Jian Yuchen lying on the ground dying.

"How are you? You okay? ”

"It's okay, it's just that I was blown up, and now some..."

After Jian Yuchen finished speaking, he fainted, Shen Yunchen immediately helped the person up, and when his hand touched his head, there was a warm feeling in his palm, and he saw that it was actually blood!

"Jian Yuchen, hold on, I'll take you back immediately!"

Shen Yunchen carried the person on his back and walked out of the explosion zone, and Ying Zihong's dark and gloomy face was greeted by him: "Your Highness, that Wang Dabao, the eighth son of the king, ran away... This, what's wrong with Brother Chen? ”

Ying Zihong saw that Jian Yuchen was being carried, and his face suddenly became worried.

Shen Yunchen's voice was cold: "When you put zhayao, he was at the center of the explosion, what do you say?" ”

Ying Zihong frowned and remained silent, watching Shen Yunchen walk back with Jian Yuchen on his back, and suddenly saw the blood on the back of Jian Yuchen's head and back, and his heart also became worried.

The three of them hurried to Meilong Village.

Ying Yun was still standing at the gate of the village, watching the villagers and the people of Yunjian Villa carrying buckets to brush the ground, when he heard the sound of hurried horses' hooves, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Shen Yunchen coming quickly, and there was a white figure lying in front of him.

Ying Zihong followed behind, holding a horse in his hand.

"Village chief, Jian Yuchen is injured, is there a village doctor?"

When Ying Yun heard this, he immediately nodded: "Yes, the old man is a doctor, take it down and put it in the room, I'll take a look." ”