Mu Yihan looked at her intently, finally sighed, and said smoothly in the violent bumps: "You still refuse to reveal your heart to me, right?" ”

The disappointment and sentimentality revealed in the calmness made Ye Yun'er's inner defense collapse and pour out a heavy sense of shame.

She wants to live and die with Mu Yihan, how can she hide such a big secret in her heart and refuse to confide it to him?

What's more, what kind of situation is the current situation where her life is so urgent, how can she still worry that her secret can't be strictly guarded against him?

Finally, she clenched her palms, made up her mind, and said quickly, "I'll explain this matter to you later." This, you go ahead first! ”

As she spoke, she took out a Wind Spirit Sword from her backpack and handed it to Mu Yihan.

Mu Yihan was slightly surprised.

This Wind Spirit Sword was three feet long, and it could be hidden in the small backpack beside Ye Yun'er?

It's too unbelievable, isn't it?

But what made him even more unbelievable was that before he could draw out this heavy sword to examine it carefully, Ye Yun'er immediately took out the second, third, and fourth ones......

There are ten Wind Spirit Swords!

They were all made of bronze, with the same beautifully carved heavy scabbard, and the hilt was so curvaceous that it was easy to hold.

This sword seems to be worth a lot, and it is not inferior to the sword on his body.

Mu Yihan's pupils widened more and more, and he finally couldn't help but blurt out, "Yun'er, you shouldn't be practicing tricks, right?" ”

Otherwise, she would really be as others guessed, with a demon spell that can make wind and rain!

"Now is not the time to talk about this." Ye Yun'er said with a slight humility, and urged Mu Yihan to say, "Distribute these to Ling Feng and the others one by one, and let them take this to defend against the enemy, it can be said that it will get twice the result with half the effort, and it will not be a problem to use one enemy for a hundred." ”

No matter how outrageous what Ye Yun'er said, Mu Yihan was convinced. Without hesitation, he summoned Ling Feng and distributed the swords one by one, replacing their swords.

Ling Feng was also shocked when he saw these long swords piled up like a mountain in Mu Yihan's carriage, but at this critical juncture, he didn't care about asking anything, he just acted according to orders.

He distributed these swords to the eight masters in Mu Yihan's guards, wore one himself, and prepared to hand the last one to Xie Dong.

Xie Dong said disdainfully: "My own saber is very easy to use, and I don't need to be replaced by others." ”

Ling Feng didn't force it, so he gave the last one to General Wu who accompanied him.

"Let the carriages of the prince and the princess go first, and we will meet them and disperse their forces to break them one by one." Ling Feng arranged the forward, and ordered the remaining more than thirty soldiers, more than a dozen guards Mu Yihan and others, and more than twenty people to follow behind, taking the opportunity to form a special formation, flanking and sneaking attack on those enemy troops who were attracted to the side by the forward.

Xie Dong observed coldly, seeing that all the masters around Mu Yihan had gathered here, and only one of the masters was left guarding Mu Yihan, and his eyes flickered, and he simply took advantage of everyone's inattention, and carried a few of his subordinates to gallop away with the carriage.

Ling Feng drew his sword out of its sheath first, and a chill rushed towards him like a harsh winter wind, making him shiver loudly.

And the bright blade, although it was as sharp as the sword he once had, did not seem to have anything abnormal.

It was the first time he had seen such an extraordinary, cold and frightening weapon, and he felt strange and strange.

Fortunately, the longer the sword was in his hand, the more the frightening chill gradually subsided, until it disappeared, as if he had made friends with him and could no longer intimidate him.

Although Ling Feng was surprised in his heart, he didn't have time to think about it, so he rode his horse and whipped his whip and rushed towards the enemy without hesitation.

The people behind all drew their swords out of their sheaths one after another, and followed like a tide to step forward.

Even if they knew that their side had no chance of winning under the collision of the two sides, in order to protect Mu Yihan and others, they were willing to fight to the death to complete their mission as an accompanying escort.

But this group of people who are determined to die, when they see each other's hideous and bloodthirsty faces turn into frightened and cowardly, one by one like deflated balls reining in their horses, and running away in all directions, they only feel inexplicable, and even a little funny.

The other party is obviously winning, why is it suddenly as if they have seen black and white impermanence coming to demand their lives, and they are frightened like birds and birds scattering in terror?

Could it be that these few twenty or thirty people are really so terrible?

But they didn't have time to think about it, and under the encouragement of Ling Feng's order, they cheered up more and more, brandished the cold sword, and drove straight into the thousands of troops, scattering many enemy troops in a cunning manner, dividing them into several places, and going forward one after another, fighting with each other......

Even if Mu Yihan made such a decision, he didn't have much confidence that he could definitely disperse the enemy army and defeat them one by one.

But he believed that those dozens of people could delay for the time being, so that he and Ye Yun'er and the others could gain valuable time enough to occupy a favorable position and conceal it.

Although he couldn't bear to make those dozens of people pay the price of their lives, especially the guards who had guarded him for many years and were carefully cultivated by himself, they were wiped out in this battle, but there were inevitably sacrifices in the battlefield battle, which was also helpless.

Ye Yun'er understood his thoughts, and saw that he couldn't bear to watch the scene of the battle that was left far behind, so she probed for him to watch.

After just one glance, she clapped her hands happily and smiled: "Great, Ling Feng and the others really scattered the enemy army, killing them so that one of them turned on his back and bled like a river!" ”

The corners of Mu Yihan's mouth hooked his lips imperceptibly and smiled, looking at Ye Yun'er, who was becoming more and more delicate and lovely in excitement, and said, "This is not thanks to the merit of your Wind Spirit Sword?" ”

"A good sword with a master complements each other." Ye Yun'er said it as a matter of course.

"How many good things do you have left to pull out of your pocket?" Mu Yihan asked again unexpectedly.

Ye Yun'er froze in embarrassment, and had to take her head back from outside the curtain, curling her neck like a child who had done something wrong.

"It's a magical pocket that can hold countless goodies." She finally raised her eyes without hesitation and confessed to Mu Yihan, "In the past, most of those bows, crossbows, daggers, and the like, including the colorful and luxurious clothes I wore, were also exchanged from here. ”

"Redeem?" Mu Yihan didn't know why.

When he was about to continue asking, the coachman driving outside said loudly: "Lord Wang, there is a mountain forest in front of us, we can hide inside!" ”

Mu Yihan endured that strong curiosity, grabbed Ye Yun'er's hand, and got out of the carriage with her.