Everyone looked at Vice General Xing.

Vice Admiral Xing couldn't cry like that.

Murong Xue stood stunned on the ground.

So many plans to assassinate Su Qing have not succeeded, and now, they are so stumbling by mistake and succeeding?

Although he took the life of King Yan.

Su Qing was taken away, and those guards in Nanliang lost their minds for a while.

They are here to avenge King Yan.

Now that Su Qing seems to have hung up, will they still take revenge?

How to report?

Did you kill all the people who came to compete in the Great Xia Dynasty?

It seems, it's not impossible,

Several people glanced at each other and looked at Murong Xue,

Murong Xue clenched her fists and turned around and walked towards King Yan.

After a simple treatment on the spot, because the knife wound on the back of King Yan was too deep, the conditions here were limited, and the doctor suggested that he leave Black Fox Ridge immediately and transfer King Yan to a nearby town.

In this way, those guards of the Southern Liang had to set off immediately.

A good game, so far, completely interrupted.

The three princes of Northern Yan and the leader of Western Qin came together silently.

After being silent for a while, the third prince of Beiyan took the lead in speaking, "What do you think?" ”

The leader of the Western Qin team said: "King Yan's injury should definitely die, and after that, Nanliang should send someone to discuss the war with us again." ”

The third prince of Beiyan smiled, "The world is really impermanent, among those of us, the one who is most looking forward to Su Qing's death is King Yan, and now, it can be regarded as following his heart." ”

Team leader Xiqin shook his head, "Su Qing, you may not really be able to die." ”

The third prince of Beiyan smiled and looked at him, "What I saw with my own eyes, Murong Xue's sword pierced into Su Qing, and it was so deep. ”

He drew a deeper.

Team Leader Xiqin still shook his head, "I don't have any evidence, it's just my intuition, I feel that Su Qing won't die so easily, this death seems to be too easy." ”

The three princes of Northern Yan fell silent.

Zhenguo Gong wanted Su Qing to die, but Zhen Guogong died.

The Queen Mother wanted Su Qing to die, but the Queen Mother died.

Dingguo Gong wanted Su Qing to die, but Dingguo Gong died.

There is also King Yun, the former secretary of the Ministry of Rites......

Countless people who wanted Su Qing to die, but in the end, that person died, and Su Qingfeng was alive.

Now, King Yan wants Su Qing to die.

As far as King Yan's injury is concerned, he will definitely die, so what about Su Qing......

It seems that it is indeed as the leader of Xiqin said, it is too easy to die.

But if you can't die from such a deep sword wound, is this person made of iron?

The third prince of Beiyan was thinking about it, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Vice General Xing sitting sadly on one side.

Looking at his back, he suddenly felt a little familiar.

In his mind, a big fat girl who jumped up and pouted and pouted at him involuntarily.

Miss Xing.

The Third Prince of Northern Yan shook his head quickly and waved the nightmare aside.

was kidnapped by mountain bandits that day, and he was tortured by that Xing girl......

So much so that now, when I dream back at midnight, I am often awakened by fright, and I can't help but look at the bed, always thinking that I have been ruined.

It's horrible.

Why did I suddenly think of her!

I must have been thinking too hard lately.

The three princes of Northern Yan closed their eyes and walked side by side with the leader of Western Qin.

The two of them hadn't gone far, and not far away, in the camp tent of the Great Xia Dynasty, there was a sudden explosion of earth-shattering cries.

"Master!"

"General!"

The three princes of Northern Yan and the leader of the Western Qin team turned around in unison.

On the field, others also looked over.

Before the cry fell, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and Fuxing ran out of it with a whip in his red eyes.

That kind of momentum, in the eyes of the three princes of Beiyan, is like a wolf!

A lone wolf.

A wounded lone wolf.

Wrapped in a strong murderous aura all over his body, Fu Xing rushed to Vice General Xing, waved the long whip in his hand, and slapped two whips towards Vice General Xing's head and face.

Gritting his teeth, he kicked Vice General Xing over, "I, Pingyang Army, there will be no one like you from now on!" Get out of here! ”

Vice General Xing wanted to explain something, but after he was kicked to the ground by Fuxing, he hadn't gotten up yet, and the seven or eight Pingyang troops who came out of Fuxing followed him with punches and kicks.

"How did General Su Ri treat you!"

"Your conscience is all for dogs!"

"Traitor! I don't know what to do! ”

"Get out! Don't let us see you again, otherwise, don't blame us for not remembering our former comrades! ”

"Get out!"

After a terrible punch and kick, seven or eight Pingyang troops spat on Vice General Xing, and then two people dragged him away.

"Get out! Far from us! ”

While dragging away, while scolding.

As if he was already dead, Vice General Xing was dragged by others, leaving a deep mark on the ground.

"General, she ......"

"The word general, you don't deserve to mention it!"

The three of them gradually moved away from everyone's sight, and everyone was a little unable to return to their senses.

However, Fu Xing and seven or eight Pingyang troops were already running towards the Nanliang camp.

"Murong Xue, you come out for Lao Tzu!"

Nanliang's side was preparing to transfer King Yan to a nearby town.

Several referees of this competition are also in the camp.

Fuxing came to the door to seek revenge, and a few referees came out, posed as referees, and said to Fuxing: "Don't do anything wrong, the competition is made like this by you, we will not give up!" If you don't want to cause more trouble to your emperor, just go back! ”

At this time, Fuxing is full of only one thing.

Her master is gone.

Don't say it's a referee, even if the emperor is standing here, the whip in her hand will still be drawn.

Before the referee's words fell, Fuxing pointed his toes on the ground, flew forward, and kicked towards the referee.

"Fuck your uncle's game!"

With this kick, the referee flew directly into the air and fell heavily.

I don't know if I'm dead or alive, but I vomited a lot of blood anyway.

Seeing this, the referees who came out with him, wanting to persuade him, swallowed back.

Why bother, take a beating for nothing.

However, if they didn't swallow it back and didn't say it, Fuxing wouldn't beat people.

In her eyes, anyone who was near this tent was her enemy.

With a whip in his hand, he pulls it out with his head and face, no matter who the other party is.

In the tent, King Yan had already been lifted on a stretcher.

The doctor's face was full of anxiety, "Hurry up, if you don't transfer, it will really be delayed." ”

"You escort the prince out of the mountain, I'll deal with it here!"

Giving the order, Murong Xue turned his head and walked out of the tent, and at the back of the tent, a guard made a cut with a knife, and they carried King Yan away.

It's not that they're afraid of lucky stars.

Su Qing is not their opponent, let alone Fuxing.

It was King Yan's injury, and it really couldn't be delayed, they didn't want to entangle, even if it was only for a moment, they couldn't afford to entangle.

As soon as Murong Xue came out of the camp, she was whipped down by Fuxing head-on.

"What kind of wind are you smoking, your master is injured, at this time, you should take her to the doctor, what's the use of you coming to me, if you kill me, her injuries won't heal!"

Fuxing gritted his teeth, hating to eat Murong Xue.

"My master is gone, I'll let you pay for your life!"

Fuxing shouted these words with a huge roar.

The onlookers in Fang Yuan can be heard by everyone.

So, Su Qing is really gone?

The three princes of Northern Yan and the leader of Western Qin glanced at each other.