As soon as Mu Yunlan opened her eyes, she heard a sound of breaking the air coming towards her. She stooped backwards, her upper body almost parallel to the ground, and a feathered arrow shot at her face, leaving a red mark on her forehead swept by the strong wind.

Mu Yunlan's heart was beating wildly, and she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on her forehead: if she hadn't dodged in time just now, that arrow would have hit her heart directly!

The thick smell of blood entered her nostrils, and she looked around intently, and couldn't help but widen her eyes slightly.

The light was dim, the table was messy, and a group of men in blue and black fought together, blood splattered, and corpses lay on the ground.

What is this place? This is not her battlefield!

As the only female general in Da'an, she should lead her Mujia army to fight the enemy country on the battlefield, but what is this place?

Before the thought was finished, an attack by a man in black arrived!

She jerked back, a cold glint in her eyes.

The man in black held a poisoned dagger, and his movements were fierce, all aimed at the deadly point! Dressed in black, with a black scarf and a black mask, these people are all assassins!

She saw that Kongdang kicked over, if it was usual, this kick would have broken at least two ribs of the man in black, but now the kick only made the man in black take a few steps back.

Mu Yunlan's eyes swept away, the man in blue had the obvious upper hand, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he kicked out the fallen long sword on the ground, resulting in the life of a man in black, and quickly dodged behind the man in blue.

When Mu Yunlan arrived at the back, she didn't have time to catch her breath, an inexplicable sense of crisis rose in her heart, and she raised her eyes to a pair of cold eyes.

The man who was protected by the man in blue was wearing a light coat, with a slender figure, picturesque eyebrows, and a fine white jade hair crown on his head, which looked as warm as jade at a glance, and polite as a gentleman in Youlan, but those eyes were as cold as ice, like a sharp blade out of the sheath, and just one glance made Mu Yunlan tremble, making her nervous even more than just before the feather arrow.

Yue Jingxuan looked at Mu Yunlan with cold eyes, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

He was hunted down so far, but he didn't expect that there were other people in this ruined temple. As soon as they fought, the maid beside the woman was killed, and she herself could not even dodge by screaming. I thought that this person would definitely die, but she didn't want to change her momentum in the blink of an eye, and she dodged the feather arrow shooting, not to mention, and killed a person.

Who is she, is it the hidden chess piece that the person is ambushing?

The man in blue was very good, and it didn't take long for the assassin in black to be swept away.

"Master, all of them are dead, and none of them are alive."

Yue Jingxuan nodded slightly, and looked at Mu Yunlan, who was on guard, and his cold eyes had become warm and harmless: "It's a girl." ”

Mu Yunlan stood still, but a pair of eyes stared at Yue Jingxuan at all: "I'm not injured, it's not even a burden, it's just a meeting in Pingshui." ”

Yue Jingxuan's eyes moved slightly, like a trace of laughter flashing in Jinghu's eyes: "If you hurt the maid next to the girl, how can it not be considered a burden, you must always make up for it." ”

The man in front of him looked gentle, but Mu Yunlan felt even more dangerous than before: "If you really want to compensate me, then it's better to treat it as if you've never seen me." If today's events are publicized, it will certainly be detrimental to my reputation. I don't want to stir up trouble. "I don't want to provoke you, so I won't talk too much, and you don't have to silence it.

Looking at the calm and calm appearance of the woman in front of her, the smile in Yue Jingxuan's eyes deepened, her Luo skirt was stained, and her jade-colored cheeks were stained with blood, which was many times more pleasing to the eye than the previous panicked and tear-stained appearance: "It's a pity ......"

Mu Yunlan instantly tensed, she now has no internal breath, and she doesn't even have a weapon at hand. She quietly moved half a step back, and there was a feathered arrow that could be used for self-defense.

Yue Jingxuan's eyes swept away, and she was looking at her small movements in her eyes: "Originally, I wanted people to send the girl back to the house, but the girl didn't want to cause trouble, so forget it and say goodbye." ”

With a slight movement, Mu Yunlan stared at him tightly, and only after the man stepped into the moonlight and the blue-clothed man who followed behind him also left together, did he breathe a sigh of relief.

After slackening, she suddenly felt that something was wrong with her body, Mu Yunlan raised her hand, her fingers were slender and soft and flawless...... She has been practicing martial arts for many years, her hands are calloused, and her palm has been injured and left a scar......

Groping her whole body to change, Mu Yunlan's expression kept changing, she was used to seeing iron and blood on the battlefield, and she didn't believe in ghosts and gods at all, but now her situation is clearly - borrowing corpses to return souls.

There seemed to be a sound of shouting in her ears, and she covered her chest and gasped for a long time, her thoughts gradually becoming clearer.

She led the Mu family army to fight a bloody battle with the Great Qi State on the border for three days, and there were less than 20,000 people left in the end of the 60,000 Mu family army.

The beacon fire was smoking, the blood was flowing like a river, and the scene of Mu Jiajun constantly falling in her mind was replayed over and over again, which made her heart ache and tears.

"Father, mother, eldest brother, second brother, the Mu family army is gone, and it has been slaughtered by the king you are desperately loyal to......"

She knelt on the ground for a while, and slowly raised her hand to wipe away her tears: she had promised her mother that she would live no matter what happened, and now she would leave here first, who knows if the dangerous man with light fur will come to kill him......

Before she reached the door, her eyebrows moved suddenly: It's not good, the smell of tung oil, that man didn't plan to let her go at all!

The flames burst into flames!

She hurriedly rushed out, and finally arrived in the courtyard, but there was still a sea of fire in sight!

The yard was littered with firewood piles and weeds, and the fire was blazing, turning the small yard into a fire.

Mu Yunlan tore off her sleeves to cover her mouth and nose, and quickly rushed to the well in the courtyard. It was winter now, the firewood and grass were dry, and the burning was extremely fierce and fierce, and only by relying on the well could she escape the catastrophe.

I just ran to the well, but I saw only the fragments of the barrel, the fragments of the stubble were very new, and it was clear that they had just been broken: you couldn't fetch water without a bucket, and damn it, the man didn't leave her alive at all!

If you are lucky not to die today, this revenge will definitely be avenged!

There was fire everywhere in his eyes, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on Mu Yunlan's forehead, there was no choice but to take risks! She glanced at the mouth of the black hole, took a deep breath, and climbed down into the well.

The fire burned for a full hour before it stopped, and the entire temple was scorched.

In the forest outside the city, a man in blue knelt on the ground and reported to the carriage: "Master, the temple has burned out, and the subordinates have cleaned up the traces." ”

"Hmm." In the car, the man with a light fur nodded, put down a delicate stove in his hand, picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Let's enter Beijing." ”

After the group left, a confused figure slowly crawled out of the well.

She was soaking wet, her plain white hands were blue from the cold, and two of her nails had been torn off and stained with blood.

Mu Yunlan shuddered, gritting her teeth with hatred for the lightly furred man in her heart. Fortunately, the well of this temple is made of large stones, so that she can borrow strength, and the well water is much warmer in winter, otherwise she can freeze to death just by freezing, let alone climb up again.