The man who followed them followed them all the way out of the city.

The weather was cloudy with a small northerly wind.

Along the way, the grass and trees were yellow and dusty.

The chill in the north came much earlier and colder than in the south.

Mu Yunhan was unhurried, and he didn't deliberately speed up or detour because someone was following him.

Walking out of the capital for more than 20 miles, it is sparsely populated.

The carriage behind them picked up speed and approached them.

Xiaomi was very nervous: "Girl, if there is really trouble later, you can ride away first, okay?" ”

"Hmm." Mu Yunhan was noncommittal.

Suddenly, a puff of dust rose in front of the side of the road, and someone shouted, "Get out of the way, get out of the way......"

A large bull rushed towards him with his head bowed to his horns, and was about to crash into their carriage.

In the rear, the carriage that followed them just blocked the way of retreat.

You can't move forward, you can't go backward.

The horse was frightened, and the coachman was at a loss.

It seems that there is only the fate of the overturned.

Mu Yunhan lifted the curtain, knelt on his left knee, bent his right leg, and pressed his arm crossbow on the bull's head.

The cold light flashed, and the steel ball flew into the bull's eye, and the bull was in great pain, becoming more and more crazy.

At the same time, a figure leaped up, a cold light flashed in his hand, and a bloody light rose into the sky, and the heavy back of the bull toppled against the wheels of the carriage, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Dust was flying and blood was splattering, and the frightened horses let out a wail and leaped up their front hooves, but they were clung to the reins by the young man who had just slaughtered the bull and pressed them down.

Mu Li held the reins in one hand, gently stroked the horse's neck with the other, gently soothed in his mouth, and looked at Mu Yunhan in the car quietly with his eyes.

She had retracted her crossbow and was held by Millet, clinging to the wall of the car to keep her balance.

After the confusion, she still nodded at him calmly and solemnly, and praised: "Very good." ”

Mu Li lowered his eyes and bowed.

The two peasants caught up, grabbed the reins of their horses and shouted, "Compensate my cattle, compensate my cattle!" ”

Millet asked, "How much do you want?" ”

The old peasant said angrily, "Isn't it great to be rich? We're going to want my cow to come back to life, and you blow it alive, exactly the same ......."

Mu Yunhan smiled: "This is a bit difficult. ”

She waved her hand slightly, and Mu Li turned and headed towards the car behind her.

The coachman was a strong man in his forties, with a fierce face, sitting on the wheel and glaring at him fiercely, with the intention of doing something if he didn't agree.

Mu Li didn't have any expression at all, he rushed up and grabbed the strong man's collar, dragged out of the car and punched him in the face.

"What the are you doing hitting our car? Why do you want to harm us? He yelled.

The strong man was caught off guard and fell to the ground by this punch, dizzy.

It was easy to struggle to get up, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists to hit Mu Li, and was smashed on the bridge of his nose by Mu Li, and kicked on the crotch of his pants, so he curled up into a shrimp in pain, lay on the ground and rolled, wailing.

"Be reasonable, lad, when did we hit your car? What did we do to you? ”

Several strong men jumped out of the car, all of them looking extremely vicious.

With a sound of "Kuang", the Mu family's carriage retreated and hit their car fiercely.

Mu Li said lightly: "Didn't you bump into it?" ”

The men were dumbfounded.

Then he drew his knife with a cold face, dispersed, and cut off the way to retreat to the capital.

At the same time, a large group of peasants rushed with hoes and sickles.