Suddenly there was silence in the Guyue Mountains and Forests. "Ya * Wen * Yan * Love * First * Hair" Even the beast hissing and birdsong suddenly disappeared. Fresh grass sticking out of the head. But it is in stark contrast to the slaughter on the hunting ground. Lan Mo is in rapid shape. A drizzle of arrows came forward. There was a twinkle in his eyes. A sharp line of sight pierced through a dense rain of arrows. Straight into the mess. A handsome man in a purple robe.

Yin Mufeng's hand fell at the right time. His horse had already crossed to Lan Mo's side. A hint of inquiry leaped into his face. "I didn't return all night. Just wait here for me to come to you. The man said it very frivolously. The blue end fell to the foot of the mountain. There are still some traces of new mud on his body. They were all looked at by men.

"Stop this hunt. They are innocent. "Lan Mo is as calm as ever. She is not a saint. He didn't have a big heart to save everyone from danger. But. Now that she saw it. So much life. It shouldn't have disappeared in her eyes for no reason. Or even brutal killings.

"You come up first." No one dared to bargain with Yin Mufeng. His gaze was cold. The hand stopped in mid-air. There was no response for a long time. The woman in front of him was draining the last of his patience.

"You say yes first." Lan Mo said in a deep voice. Because King Rong stopped here. The number of arrows that flew in was greatly reduced. Several children behind her. is hastily dodging behind Lan Mo's slender waist. Sometimes Yin Mufeng is also suspicious. Why is the woman as a piece of paper hiding so much energy? She always has an inexhaustible amount of strength in the face of danger. And when you are sure that you are safe. For example, on the way back to Ziwu City from Ghost Town. The woman's tiredness is indeed like that of a cat basking in the sun.

The eldest princess Yin Liluo is with personal guards. Shoot in the middle of the shot. Watching the little slaves flee in all directions. Some were hit by arrows in the legs. Some of them were shot in the shoulder. This seemingly peaceful and docile eldest princess. There was a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes. Just because she is the eldest daughter, not the eldest son. Only then did he have the prince of the fourth Yin Mu period. Every time I think of the only empress of Xishu in the past, I sat on the entire country. This princess, who is over 30 years old, is very unwilling.

There can be no foot in the power of men. Then it is always necessary to grasp the economic lifeline of one side. Since half a month ago. The already extremely prosperous Seed Wu City. actually started the idea of doing a private thing. It is a small matter to seize the market of Tongwu Pang. The interests of the real owners of the rear are at stake. This rear master is naturally Yin Liluo, the eldest princess of the Tongwu fiefdom.

It's not so much that the eldest princess came to Ziwu on the occasion of her birthday. Yin Mufeng has always been very capable. Naturally, the hand is also generous. Appease a selfish princess who is not greedy enough. Offering a sea salt business with a part of the border with Dongyuan. There is money to earn together. This princess Tongwu naturally doesn't know how to say anything.

It's just that merchants are cunning. It is the law of business not to buy and sell at a loss.

Yin Liluo thought of this. It seems to smell a hint of money. She took a fancy to the woman's skills. motioned to the four people beside him to put away their short crossbows. He smiled and gestured to the man not far away. It's as if the mobbing here has nothing to do with her. Maintain the dignity of the princess. Step by step, he leaned forward.

The sky is clear. Lan Mo's mood was unmoved. The man in front of her who sat silently on the horse and watched her. Maybe it's not what you think. It likes to read the ledger in the carriage. The six princes with clear rewards and punishments. Maybe it's not the real him. At least when the two of them found out that the eldest princess and her party were all gathered around. Lan Mo protected the child behind him who did not have the slightest combat power. She has run away from it. She had expected it a long time ago. This is not a simple encirclement and suppression.

A sharp arrow whizzed along Lan Mo's neck. Yin Liluo's face was awe-inspiring. She looked at Lan Mo with a heartfelt look of appreciation. "The sixth brother didn't say that the last girl couldn't participate in the equestrian competition if she had something. Only then did I come to the foot of Guyue Mountain. It's just that. How could the last girl be here? “

"Eldest sister. It's all because the sixth brother is good at asserting. Actually, Mo'er wasn't there last night. That's why I decided to change it temporarily. Yin Mufeng didn't hide it at all. He didn't look at Lan Mo's slightly surprised face. He rushed at the eldest princess, who had stepped forward in parallel. Laughed. "If my sister thinks that hunting slaves is not enough fun. I'll just let Mo'er compete with Fannu again. ”

"You even have a slave here." Yin Liluo's curiosity surged up. She had already made up her mind in her heart. If a woman can compete with the brave and good fighter. So. That's the right thing to do.

Yin Liluo made up her mind. There was some panic on his face. I only heard her pretentious voice coming out of her throat. "As long as you don't trouble the sixth brother. Hongu remembers the last time he saw Fannu. Or the second brother Mugui returned triumphantly. Bring back a few who can fight and fight. Slave. ”

Lan Mo looked at it contemptuously. The two of them have already discussed the next ridiculous move. The palm of the hand clenched the fan pendant tightly. Cold iron embedded in the palm of your hand. There was some pain.

The other side of Mt. Kodake. The man hiding in the dense forest saw this rather thrilling scene. There was a slight anger in his heart. He was alone. Deal with a Yin Mufeng who can only do light work. More than enough. It's just that. Behind the man. How many dark lines of King Rong's Mansion lurked. This point is not very clear even to Long Yanluo, who has traveled in various countries for a long time. If it is said that Shu's wealth is accumulated over time. Then Yin Mufeng, who is also known as a business ghost. It's definitely a sudden rise.

But seeing Lan Mo expressionless, he was taken away by those people. The pent-up anger in his heart was burning brightly. There was a cold light in his eyes. Shackles on the feet of the blue end. It was a torture instrument that Long Yanluo was all too familiar with. Shackles produced in the Later Tang Dynasty for slaves. It was tightly clung to the thin woman's snow-white ankles.

"I promise you." This small answer was Yin Mufeng, who got off the horse and put the anklet on Lan Mo. A seemingly calm gaze flashed sporadically in his eyes. Lan Mo believed her for the time being. Dozens of small lives were at least saved.

She sneered. "Is this going to a duel with the southwestern fannu?"

The rear base camp of the hunting grounds. It's a vast grassland. The wilderness near the skyline exudes a sense of pathos. A faint flush appeared on Lan Mo's face. She held up a hand. Jingle bells. It's the sound of chains clashing. Far away in the sky was a fiery red sun. He pursed his lips. Some chapped lips have a slightly fishy salty taste. Drift on the taste buds.

Yin Liluo had been brought by everyone to the observation deck in the center of the field. I saw the woman in a gorgeous dress sitting in the middle of the tall building. It was accompanied by a sight mirror made in an exotic country. The end of the blue is only on the military map of the Tang Sea after the development of the Tang Sea. I've seen such dioramas. At this time. She looked at the great surprise that Little Seed Wucheng had brought to her with a calm face. A faint cold smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.

If you die in battle today. Her Dongfang Erke has to live well. When you close it and open it again. The drums of war were raging. Open from the trap doors around the enclosure. Only the guards who presided over the duel could be heard. Desperately shouting. "The time limit is a stick of incense. Life and death are up to heaven. “

A good sentence of life and death. Lan Mo's eyes instantly dimmed. Finally, he glanced back at the six princes who were already sitting on the observation deck. She laughed at herself in her heart. Promise me. Just because I knew I was going to die. So it's the same whether you say yes or don't.

The woman is like a lone wolf. She's waiting. This is not a one-man battle. This is a life-and-death contract with one enemy and four enemies.

The southwestern Fannu called itself a war turtle. What is used is the forbearance of Ao. and the fierceness of the war. than qualitative and durable. Lan Mo is definitely no match for them. No preemptive strike. It is precisely the most unreassuring combat trick of the Southwest Fannu. So Lan Mo carefully recalled what Long Yanxuan had warned her. The southwestern Fannu was defeated by the Xuanzi army and returned. It was precisely because of Long Yanxuan's offensive of the God of War. There was not a single deserter under his command. Don't give the other party a moment of planning. Fight against fight. It was Long Yanxuan's fighting skills.

Lan Mo watched the four people on the field again. Two of them looked strong. but there is vanity under his feet. At first glance, it was a tiring day without a good rest. And the other person is high. But he is a bamboo pole man who is extremely thin. Lan Mo sneered. Yin Mufeng. Did you do it on purpose. Use such people to pit yourself against each other. Are you afraid she's going to die?

The dagger hidden between his calves was instantly pulled out by Lan Mo. Bent over and stepped over the two Fannu who came forward. A hint of disdain flashed in Lan Mo's eyes. Between raising your hands. The dagger slid across the man's arm. Fannu snorted. The big axe in his hand was about to be slashed at Lan Mo's shoulder. Yin Mufeng's right hand, which was sitting on the stage, moved unconsciously. I saw that the axe that was about to slash at Lan Mo just now was instantly crooked.

Narrowly avoided it. Lan Mo didn't have time to think about it. Look at the remaining three. Only two men came forward. There is another person who has not even touched since the beginning. The demeanor of the fan slave was quite wooden. Lan Mo struggled with the remaining three. The man who almost slashed himself with an axe just now. was cut in the face by Lan Mo's dagger again.

"I can't see other people's faces." Yin Liluo smiled. She took a piece of pastry. Take a gentle bite. The attitude of cold sidekicks is completely a weasel's demeanor.

"Heh......" Yin Mufeng echoed. Blue Mo is still deflecting back and forth off the field. The time of a stick of incense will be very fast. Moreover. Yin Mufeng also arranged someone by her side. This man is exactly ......

"Ling Feng." Lan Mo was stunned for a moment. When she beat the remaining three slaves to the ground. The slightly wooden man. It was Ling Feng who was single-handedly put down by himself last night.

"Girl. I conceded it. Ling Feng drew a sharp sword from his side. A trace of cold light instantly stabbed towards Lan Mo's waist. Xu didn't immediately classify Ling Feng as an enemy. There was only a moment of frustration in the woman's eyes. The high fragrance that has burned out in the eye. Lan Mo's luck quickly receded backwards. Hurry up. It has always been her specialty.

She didn't hesitate. Stepping back is a better way forward. Sideways to avoid the cold blade. Look at Ling Feng's complicated expression again. Lan Mo smiled and raised the things in his hand. "Ling Feng. Your hair. ”