Lu Yixuan was extremely vigilant, how could he allow himself to think about it at the moment when he was red-eyed, he retreated three times, and swept the door with a sharp blade with his backhand, skimming the black shadow with cold eyes, and grabbed the placket of his shirt and hit the blade of the sword with his palm.

Who knew that the person reacted very quickly, as if he had expected the number of ways she would make a move, and followed Lu Yixuan's offensive long-sleeved flip and twist, and took a three-point advantage in the next inch.

"Ka", when the sword light stopped, the wrist had already been caught and unscrewed by the black shadow, and with a slight tug, the girl who was about to run out of strength could be brought close to her, and Lu Yixuan hit the chest of the villain.

"The knife of the little Yama king sealed his throat with blood, and he didn't see it for months, and it became more and more ferocious."

There was no malice but a somewhat playful voice falling from the top of his head, Lu Yixuan stiffened, and suddenly there was an unbelievable long-lost fragrance of flowers.

The peach color is soft and beautiful.

Drink!

Lu Yixuan gasped suddenly, her heart stopped, she was so distracted for a moment, the cold blade under the moonlight slashed towards her back like a silver chain, "click", the cold light was cut off, and the man in front of him didn't know when he had pulled out the three-foot Qingfeng arm from Lu Yixuan's hand, but it was splashed with blood and stabbed into the chest of the thief who took advantage of the weakness, and his footsteps moved slightly away by two points, but the slightest bit of blood did not touch the gilded multicolored feathers.

The shadow of the moon cut through the clouds, and the bright light spilled down on the head.

The eyebrows are lazy, light and glamorous, indulgent like the scorching sun, and the gold and silver weaving flowers under the plain clothes are mottled into the painting, where is the human posture is clear, distinct, like the ghost under the moon in the forest, just crashed into Lu Yixuan's pupil without warning.

"Ahh

Intimate words came out of the corners of the man's lips, and Lu Yixuan blinked and shook his head fiercely, whether this was his own delusional delusion or a desperate nightmare transformed by peach blossoms.

He was still smiling and groaning, the frightened appearance of the girl in front of him was far from the cold and indifferent temperament in the usual days, look at her, she was obviously embarrassed with blood, but she still had to hold the long sword and fight desperately to be the little king of the moon with the faint light, like the unruly Shura in the dark shadows.

The man has to admit that he had a heart palpitation at that moment.

Lu Yixuan's whole body was stiff, and his palm, which was wrapped in strips of cloth, trembled constantly, and then he felt the stickiness of the blood stains and the gradual pain of the wound: "Feng ...... Feng Ming ...... evilly" It took her a long time to find her voice, and she didn't know whether it was shocking or joyful, but her face changed drastically, "You-why are you here!" ”

This is a remote corner, thousands of miles away from Shengjing, how could Feng Mingxi, the king of Sun Guixuan, suddenly appear under the fog Ming Peak?

Before anyone could reply, he heard that the noisy shouts of the thieves all over the mountains had already swarmed in, Lu Yixuan subconsciously raised his eyes and hurriedly blocked the man behind him: "You, you're afraid that you're crazy before you want to come here to give your life!" ”

The man looked at her as if he wanted to be loyal to the Lord, and sighed: "This king is afraid that he is crazy and wants to save you." He pressed Lu Yixuan's thin shoulder and gently pulled her into his arms, "Can you see clearly, are they thieves?" ”

Lu Yixuan's back was covered by a warm chest, as if some gentle flame burned all over the cold and tight veins of her body at once, she rubbed her eyes vigorously, the roaring shouts in her ears, the figure that crossed in front of her, and the entire camp turned into a fight.

Actually—it's an officer and soldier?!

Her overjoyed look hadn't swept over her brows, and she hurriedly grabbed Feng Mingxie's sleeve and said hurriedly: "The officials of the two provinces have long been infiltrated by thieves, and their barracks can't be trusted!" ”

Feng Mingxie was not in a hurry: "The king of the dry camp of the two provinces can't look down on it, this is the five thousand elite soldiers of Xianye Tun in Jiyin. ”

Lu Yixuan was stunned when he heard this, and saw the fierce soldiers fleeing in all directions with swords, guns, swords, and halberds to kill the panicked thieves in the camp.

"Xianye ......," she paused in her mind, "Yes, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?!" "Donggong Mingchen was sent to Xianye by the Ninth Five-Year Emperor a few months ago, and naturally has the power to mobilize the nearby city defense and barracks, how- why did this Feng Ming go to Xianye and borrow troops?!

"Exactly, another 3,000 fierce battalions have been driven straight into several thief sentry posts, and now they are rushing straight to the Changhu thief camp."

"But if they can't capture the officials of the two provinces alive, they will find ways to escape overnight when they know that the deeds are exposed, and the bandits will be suppressed, they can't be so cheap!" Lu Yixin frowned.

Feng Mingxie's gentle gaze fell on her blood-stained and anxious face: "Do you think General Su Xiao can spare them?" ”

Lu Yixin choked, and his mind was dazed for a moment, as if he was besieged in the city of Wuming Peak for half a month, and many earth-shaking changes had taken place under the mountain - the court was blinded by the fold, the king of Jin secretly obstructed Chen Cang privately, Su Yicongi begged for troops several times to win the power of Huairong and was imprisoned by Lord Zhuo, the prefect of Leyu, and Lu Yixuan and them, trapped in the mountains and fields, ran out of ammunition and food, and saw that this so-called bandit was about to fall short and escape without vain, but suddenly, when the tengu ate the moon, there was a turnaround.

Lu Yixin actually hasn't figured everything out yet, the man's fingers gently twisted the fist that had been clenched along his wrist, her nails stuck into the flesh and didn't realize it, that was Lu Yixin's original determination to die tonight, mixed with blood and trembling, all of which were half of her nervous consciousness that she didn't dare to relax.

"And you- how could you-"

How did you come to the middle of nowhere?

How did you call for help?

How could you rush up to the mountains and fields at the right time?

How do you know where they are and where the enemy camp is?

The long line of firelight that spread all over the mountains and fields was like tens of thousands of officers and soldiers, almost haunting the entire fog peak, the golden drums and wails ringing in his ears, the splashing of stumps and plasma, and the tinnitus that had not yet disappeared from the eardrums and the dark color that had receded from the pupils made Lu Yixuan's brain chaotic and difficult to distinguish.

When the army suppressed the thief camp and went down the mountain, it was dawning and hazy at night, but the Shunning Mansion was brightly lit, and the officers and soldiers of the Yacha were firmly guarded by three rows and three rows outside, and if you looked closely, you could find that these officers and soldiers who were waiting for them were not the central government officials of Shunning Mansion or the dry camp of the two provinces, but - the Jiyin battalion was in charge of the entire Shunning Mansion.

Before Lu Yixin could react, he saw two blurred figures between the overlapping light and shadow of the torches, Su Yicongee and Qiu Lianzheng led the team to leap down, and the little general's eyes suddenly lit up, and he threw away his armor and rushed up: "Deputy General Lu!" He shouted loudly, his eyes were full of surprise, and as soon as he got closer, he found that the girl was pale and weak, frightened and tired, but covered in blood, and did not know what kind of wounds there were on her body.

Qiu Lian, who came up, opened his mouth for him: "It is a great joy that Vice General Lu can return safely, this period of time can make the little general anxious, and the soldiers in the court have not arrived for half a month, and this kid is in a hurry to rush into the Huairong dry camp to grab the big seal!" ”

Su Yicongee turned white with disgust, Qiu Lian hammered his fist to the man's shoulder socket at a glance, and now the previous suspicion between the two is gone, but there is a little more friendship between friends who are born and die, Qiu Lian is not angry, and he laughs generously, which is full of relief from the grievances and boredom of the past few days.

"What happened to all the people you brought up the mountain?" Su Yi Congee didn't care about General Qiu, this time the bandit army suffered countless casualties, and they didn't have time to count the losses and generals.

"There were more than 800 people, but after tonight's fierce battle, there are 300 left." Lu Yixuan pursed his lips and was not ambiguous, there were still more than 1,000 trapped in the walled city, but it was a pity that the conditions were poor and there was a lack of medicine, and more than 100 seriously ill and wounded people died in vain.

Qiu Lian frowned and slapped his palms fiercely, those who buried their bones in the barren mountains were not loyal and righteous people.

"General Su and I were trapped in Yueling Gorge that day and knew that something had happened, and we and the remaining more than 3,000 people returned to the Leyu Mansion to seek the help of Lord Zhuo and the imperial court. Now that I think about it, it's really myself, it's ridiculous.

As a result-Speaking of the result, Qiu Lian couldn't help laughing, a few of them broke into the barracks without permission, made a shameful joke, and almost made someone catch the handle.

Lu Yixuan patted him on the shoulder with relief, knowing that these people had to do it, and they were also worried that they were besieged in Wuming Peak before they made this decision, how could she bear to blame, she raised her eyes and saw that the Shunning Mansion, which was covered with three layers outside here, was really weird, and turned her head and pointed to a few people in the distance who were tied up by Wuhua and couldn't see their faces clearly: "Who are they?" "Mo is not a bandit tied down from the mountain.

"It's not all the officials of the two provinces who tried to flee." Su Yi Congee scoffed, and just now he and Qiu Lian galloped back to tie up these "street rats" overnight.

Lu Yixuan opened his mouth and suddenly doubts emerged, since Su Yicongee and Qiu Lian were originally imprisoned in the prison of the Leyu Mansion, how did they learn the news tonight and get out of the cage and capture all the thieves who tried to escape in vain?

Su Yicongee pursed the corners of his mouth and muttered: "If the old man surnamed Zhuo is standing in front of the master now, the master still hates to call him in the face with a big fist in a casserole!" He waved his hand, talking about the incident when Zhuo Yuan's stupid face threw them into the prison on the return journey from the Huairong camp, and the prefect saw everything clearly with his eyes and heart, and he said-

General Su Xiao, just because you want to suppress the corruption of this bureaucracy and cut off the financial resources and financial channels of the thieves, it is not qualified.

Look outside.

Outside?

Su Yicongee only saw the darkness and isolation of the sky, and then, as soon as his pupils constricted, he saw the colorful finches coming from the faint candlelight, the man's steps were extremely light, the silk threads dragged on the ground and stirred up the bright dust, the moon white woven gold through the light of the candle flame, the feathers rippled out of the wonderful sea of clouds, he came by the moonlight, but it was distinct, as bright as the scorching sun-

The most famous in the Shengjing City, the little prince Feng, drove to the prison of the Leyu Mansion, but there was no trace of fatigue, and the black cat at his feet was like a demon dormant in the shadows hissing and sticking out his tongue, and jumped in the crook of the man's arm in an instant, condescending, overlooking all beings.

Su Yi Congee held his breath and was shocked.