Seeing that the guard had injured Ye Xiang, but as if nothing had happened, he walked towards Chen Lan with a cruel smile, Ding Ruoyu finally grabbed a few hard stones and hit him hard.

After these blows, the guards also fell to the ground and only rolled around, and the rest of the people looked around to find out who had done it.

Ding Ruoyu hid in the jungle motionless in order to prevent him from falling into the trap again, and after the guards diverted their attention, he touched a stone and hit a branch where several sparrows were parked in another place, so that the birds fluttered their wings and scattered in hulala.

"Over there!" Several guards immediately chased out, and the figure quickly disappeared into the forest.

Judging by the actions of these people rushing out, it seems that there are no other traps. In the clearing, except for the leader who had just risen, only the last guard remained.

Ding Ruoyu got out, slapped the grass and mud off his body, flew over and knocked out the guard who had not had time to shout with a punch, and then came to the leader's side, and pulled out the sword at his waist and pressed it against his neck.

"Let go." Ding Ruoyu's voice was not loud, but he pressed the sword blade that was clinging to the opponent's neck, and immediately cut a thin layer of skin.

The leader looked at her, tilted his head to the other side as far as he could, and took a deep breath.

"Even if you call the others, it won't work, it will cost them their lives in vain." Ding Ruoyu saw that he wanted to call someone and interrupted him in advance.

The leader had no other choice but to come to Chen Lan's side, take out a bottle from his arms, and pour the transparent and colorless liquid inside it on the knot that was fastened by the large net. After a while, the knot softened and loosened, and the leader released Chen Lan with three strikes and five divisions.

Seeing that Chen Lan was unharmed, Ding Ruoyu casually knocked out the leader of the guards, and as soon as he helped Ye Xiang up, he saw her step forward with her sword, and sent the two unconscious guards to the west sky.

"Why kill these people?" Ding Ruoyu let go of the hand holding Ye Xiang and asked in a cold voice.

"Only the dead can keep secrets, doesn't my cousin know?" Chen Lan said as a matter of course, stepped forward again, and stabbed the deceased in the heart a few more times.

Ding Ruoyu hurriedly covered Ye Xiang's eyes to prevent him from seeing this bloody scene, and said with a face: "I designed to let the rest of the guards leave, but also to reduce the number of lives and cause less trouble." Today's events could have passed like this, but you ......"

"Okay, I'm going to waste a little more time here." She protected Ye Xiang in her arms and asked Chen Lan to drag the body into the forest and bury it on the spot.

Chen Lan was puzzled: "What does my cousin mean? ”

"Wait for the other guards to come back." Ding Ruoyu looked at her and said, "People are dead, and they have all seen you, so it's better to solve them all to avoid future troubles." ”

Chen Lan was dumbfounded, she still thought of Ding Ruoyu too kindly.

"You killed these two people, and you will do the others." Ding Ruoyu took Ye Xiang as he spoke, hugged him on the horse, and asked him if he could go back by himself.

"My arm hurts...... Ye Xiang unbuttoned his bracers aggrievedly and rolled up his sleeves, and there were many bruises and broken skin on his thin arms, looking extremely pitiful.

Injured like this, I can't even hold the reins.

"Forget it, I'd better treat the wound first, and then send you away." Ding Ruoyu helped him down again, and the two returned to the forest, and the guards who chased him out earlier had also returned one after another.

The field was empty, and the guards were muttering.

Chen Lan appeared, without those cunning traps, these people couldn't fight for a few rounds under her. Seeing her ruthless moves, quick shots, and every sword directly attacking the vital points of others, Ding Ruoyu couldn't help but think, if she changed herself, what moves would she use?

In a short time, the guards were all wiped out, and even the corpses quickly disappeared under the yellow, rotten layers of fallen leaves in the mountains and forests.

The cold wind blew, and the smell of blood spread everywhere, Ding Ruoyu took Ye Xiang to rush to the farmhouse where the dead soldiers lived, and Chen Lan chased after him alone.

After entering the courtyard, Ding Ruoyu hurriedly asked for medicine for the wound and put it on Ye Xiang. This time, Ye Xiang was very well-behaved, although he had two tears, he didn't cry out in pain, and he didn't say anything inappropriate to her again.

Before the bandaging was finished, Chen Lan came back, panting and pouring himself a glass of water, pointing to Ye Xiang and saying, "This little bit has seen everything, how to deal with it?" ”

Ding Ruoyu inspected the wrapped wound, carefully put down his sleeves for Ye Xiang, sorted out the medicine box and said, "He is your own brother." ”

"Brother?" Chen Lan said in disbelief.

"The Seven Princes of Dongye were defeated, and they were sent over to visit their relatives in the name of the Thirteen Princes." Ding Ruoyu put the medicine box back in its place and explained his current situation to Chen Lan.

"So, it's your own?" Chen Lan stepped forward and rubbed Ye Xiang's little face without feeling distressed, and suddenly felt that this extra brother out of thin air was pleasing to the eye.

Ding Ruoyu smiled noncommittally, and it didn't take long for Ye Xiang to struggle violently, causing Chen Lan to cry and laugh.

While pouring water for Ye Xiang to drink, she asked Ding Ruoyu: "You have known each other for a long time?" Does he know that you are his cousin? ”

"I haven't had time to say it yet." Ding Ruoyu sat back, and heard Ye Xiang snort softly, obviously shocked by the news.

Ding Ruoyu told him about his and Chen Lan's true origins, and said in a low voice: "Child, you will listen to us." ”

"I'm not called a child, I'm called Xiang'er!" Ye Xiang always couldn't grasp the point of her words.

Looking at his stubbornness, Ding Ruoyu suddenly thought of something. Perhaps, he can borrow his identity at the moment to fight against Duan Lianggong and the others?

Flying snow swirling.

It has not yet fully entered winter, and the night city in the snowy north has been shrouded in twilight in advance, and it is drowsy.

The icy light of the snow and the hazy lights in the distance intertwine with each other, and it looks so unreal like a fantasy.

Sui Han wrapped the pitch-black fur on his body tightly, and walked towards the dim light step by step, which was particularly conspicuous in this boundless white.

However, he was still a few miles from the city wall when he stopped.

More than 100 Snow Country soldiers rode their horses closer, and none of them dismounted and saluted when they saw him.

Sui Han put down his hands holding his collars, and a turquoise staff appeared in his palm, looking at this group of soldiers who seemed to be friends and foes, wanting to wait for them to explain the situation first.

But these people just approached without saying a word, and when they were six or seven feet away, they raised their arms in unison, and jointly set up layers of magic circles to besiege him.

The body was two or three feet square, the snow became scorched, and the poisonous weeds that were damp and rotten and stained with mold grew out.

The poisonous weed stretched outward and grew in the wind, but in an instant, it was no longer past the ankle of a person. There were a few swaying entanglements that tightly wrapped around Sui Han's legs, making him unable to move anymore.

"Ghost Clan Spirit Devouring Grass?" Sui Han took off a thick leather glove and leaned over to touch the tip of the bud of a poisonous weed, but he didn't expect the grass to suddenly stretch out like an animal, piercing his fingers and sucking out a few drops of blood.

Quickly retracting his hand, Sui Han stared at the poisonous weeds that were still jumping up rapidly, and shook off the blackened blood from the wound.

He knew that such evil things were afraid of light, so he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, and the palm of his unloved hand burst with golden light. The golden light was pressed down, spreading across the ground, enveloping all blades of grass.

The poisonous weeds gradually ceased to grow, shrunk and withered, and finally turned into a mottled mold, black and gray, and stained on his clothes and trousers.

Subsequently, the poison continued to take root in his coat.

Sui Han was startled, and the golden mangs all over his body exploded, and the mana surged, so that all the mold peeled off and disappeared.

Seeing that this trick didn't work, the sergeants on the opposite side dismounted one after another, and in a few breaths, they all came to him and began to line up in an orderly manner.

The farther ones are good at using medium and long-range spells, while the inner layer is good at hand-to-hand combat.

Silently, the sergeants started to brush their hands like they received an order, and they almost caught Sui Han off guard.

If he hadn't gone to the Heavenly Realm to ask for sins before, he would have been greatly injured by this wave of siege. But at this moment, he is different, he has almost recovered to the strength of his original heyday.

In the chaotic battle of black pressing, from time to time, people dressed in uniform were thrown out of the encirclement and landed on the periphery, and died of exhaustion after not rolling two or three laps.

More than an hour later, hundreds of sergeants died in the snow, and none of them could get up. After a real fight, even though the mana was strong, he was already tired and sweating.

The wind wrapped in snow blew from the direction of the city gate, and not one of the seriously wounded sergeants on the ground made a sound of pain, and lay on the ground like a mute, twisting his body.

Sui Han looked at these people in amazement, and then looked ahead, the city gate opened again, and this time, more than a thousand people poured out.

"Are these men deliberately sacrificing themselves to delay time so that the big army in the city is ready to follow again?" The thought crossed his mind, and his brow furrowed. The new army was overwhelming, and he didn't know what had happened in Snow Country during his absence.

But the next moment, the answer came out.

Suddenly there was a thunderclap in the army that came with black pressure, and then they collectively moved out of the way, and said in unison: "Welcome the high priest!" ”

In this sentence, it is not him who is welcomed.

Because the man had already appeared in front of the crowd.

White horse, robe, Zen staff......

A man who looked like a monk appeared in the snowfield, and in an instant the snow in the sky also stopped, the clouds dispersed, and a crescent moon hung alone in the distant sky, reflecting his ordinary face that would never be found again in the crowd like an ordinary person.

"High priest?" Sui Han didn't pay attention to the thousands of troops, kicked away the corpses that stood in the way, took a few steps forward, and sneered, "Who agreed?" ”

The monk dismounted and walked slowly towards him, his ordinary face smiling but indescribably strange, as if it could infect all those who looked at him, and finally obeyed him.

Abnormal powers?

Sensing that something was wrong, Sui Han immediately looked away, looked away and said, "There are indeed two times." ”

"Snow Country, there should have only been one high priest." The monk spoke, his tone smiling slightly, and he stretched out his hand to make a flower, and the voice went straight to the heart like a fairy whisper.

Sui Han was in a trance for a moment when he heard his voice, and at this moment, the other party had put his hand to his heart, and after a while, he withdrew it and recited the Buddha's name slowly.

He didn't do anything, but he made Sui Han like falling into an ice cellar, and his heart was suddenly bottomless.