Where can I arrange more cronies?

It's just a trick. After the few people who were guarding outside the cave were dealt with by them, Shen Yue let his people take off their clothes and change them, and when they were in chaos, they unknowingly touched in and acted on the opportunity.

After a while, I can't say that this "third prince" will find out that there are betrayers not only among Long Nimojiu's men, but also among his cronies.

Only then will this trick be revealed.

Over there, the "Third Prince" didn't see through it for the time being, but it was like Long Ni Mojiu, full of frustration and humiliation of being played, Shen Yue really didn't care about the Gu King in his hand, don't you want to die?

If so, why should it be perfected?

There was no explosion on the side, as he had figured it out later, but there was a crackle, and two wisps of hay were burning, didn't he just want to find it? - Fire!

Thinking like this, a ruthless light flashed in the eyes under the mask of the "Three Princes".

Shen Yue and Ye Xinyi both stared at him for a moment and leaned towards him.

Especially when Ye Xinyi saw that her father had escaped, and now he was only on the sachet in the hands of the "third son" wholeheartedly, he could see him grinning at them, and that smile was also two points arrogant and three points provocative, which made people uneasy.

Shen Yue and Ye Xinyi suddenly understood what he wanted to do, so they all nodded at the same time and ran there.

However, it was too late, and when they moved, the "third son" was even more proud, shook the sachet, and threw it at the fire.

Shen Yue and Ye Xinyi's road ahead was suddenly surrounded by dozens of people.

There are those who wear iron masks, and there are also samurai in black clothes.

Between the flickering firelight, the faces of the "Three Princes" and Long Nimojiu were extremely cold, and at this moment, the two reached a consensus again.

That is, it is necessary to put Shen Yue to death.

Seeing that the sachet was already on fire, Ye Xinyi was impatient, he lost his sense of proportion in his hand, and when he went out with his sword, he brought out a piece of blood red.

Shen Yue put her back against her back and said in a low voice, "I'll take it, you go!" ”

Ye Xinyi nodded, Shen Yue threw a punch, and at the same time swept his long legs, and saw a burst of fallen leaves and dirt flying, confusing people's eyes, and Ye Xinyi's body was as light as a swallow, and he had swept over his head and rushed away in the direction of the fire.

Her movements were fast, but because the "Third Son" had already anticipated her purpose early on, as soon as she landed, before she could get closer, more than 20 people surrounded her like mad dogs.

Ye Xinyi is not afraid of them, as long as she is given time, even if these are masters, she is not unable to rush out, the problem is that the sachet can't wait.

While she raised her light sword to block, she turned her head to the people around her who were besieging her, "Hey! Almost! It's all at this time, so there's no need to act anymore, why don't you help me block them? ”

Those people were stunned, and they delayed for two points between their movements, and when they looked at each other, they thought of the Xuanyi warriors who helped save Ye Shi'an, and all kinds of doubts flashed in their hearts, could it be that they were also people who mixed in with each other? Or was it rebelled early?

At the moment when he was shaking his mind, Ye Xinyi had already found this opportunity, and the light sword in his hand pulled a sword flower back, inserted it into the mud under his feet, and then picked it up. When he landed, the dirt and fallen leaves and rotten branches flew together, blinding the eyes of those people. And she had taken advantage of the chaos and rushed through the gap between them like a light smoke, and rushed behind them.

By the time those people realized something was wrong, it was too late.

She had made her way through the encirclement, and when she reached the dead grass behind her, where the fire was blazing, the sachet was bright enough to be seen at a glance. Fortunately, it's just a corner of the fire, and it's still too late.

Ye Xinyi didn't care about anything else, so he grabbed it directly, didn't even care about the tongue of fire licking and kissing her skin, quickly passed through the flames, pinched the sachet in his hand, and pulled out the fire.

The back of her hand and wrist hurt a little, and she couldn't care about it, so she hurriedly extinguished the residual flame on the sachet and hurriedly opened the sachet. Fortunately, although the sachet burned a corner, it was even blackened by the flames, but the small box inside was afraid that it had undergone some special treatment, and it was not burned at all, so the contents of the box were naturally unhindered.

Ye Xinyi held the small box in the palm of his hand, and finally curled the corners of his mouth, revealing a comfortable smile.

However, at the moment when she wanted to get up, a wave of dizziness suddenly hit, she only felt that her eyes were dark, even her hands and feet were soft, her legs trembled, and before she could stand up, she fell softly again.

Fortunately, she held the Qinghong sword in her hand, and her movements were agile, and the tip of the sword hit the ground, but she managed to stabilize her body and not fall into embarrassment.

But almost at the same time, a fierce sword wind behind her was already stabbing at her.

She had already figured out the trick between the lightning and flint, and her body stretched back, and at the same time, the light Hong sword swirled, stabbing back sharply from under the ribs, and the soft body rotated in an almost weird arc, which could avoid the sharp sword light, and the wrist turned around, and the light Hong sword stabbed back again, and the "clang" sound was with another sharp stabbing long sword, which could be sharpened against the point.

Between the four eyes, Ye Xinyi's eyes were cold, and he vomited his strength, and the owner of the sword was pushed away.

The "Third Prince" hurriedly retreated with his sword, but he took a few steps back before he could stand firm, raised his eyes, but his eyes were complex but incredulous and stared at the person in front of him, and asked urgently, "How did you know that move just now?" ”

Ye Xinyi ignored him, supported himself with a light sword, stared at him with a pair of apricot eyes, clenched his teeth tightly, and burst out from between his teeth, "Despicable!" ”

He didn't know when he had done anything on the sachet, and he didn't know if it was poison or drug, but in short, the medicine was extremely fierce and domineering, and then it was triggered by the high temperature of the fire, and then it was so rapid. And because she cared about it, she was chaotic, and she was careless for a while, so she got started.

The "Third Prince" touched her scorching eyes, and her expression was in a trance for a moment, but she woke up because of the two words of undisguised disdain and resentment, her expression was also cold, and the thin lips exposed under the mask were tightly pursed, and she hummed softly, "As long as you can achieve the goal, even if the means are despicable, so what?" ”

So what? It turns out that this is his true face. On weekdays, he is full of spring willows, free and easy to look like a famous man of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, but in fact it is just the appearance, the real him, he does not know what the virtue of a gentleman is, but in order to achieve the goal, unscrupulous means, and the heart is dirty, and those politicians who only know how to compete for fame and fortune are no different.

It's really a family history! It's really ....... "shameless!" After taking a sip, Ye Xinyi's heart was a little happier, and her eyes were even more dizzy, but she suddenly raised her voice and shouted, "Ah Yue!" Then! He threw the small box in his hand hard.