Dongwu Village is the only village on the border with more than 50 households, I heard that it was a few fugitives from the Central Plains who made a living here, and for more than ten years, they accepted some poor people who were expelled from the Nanban tribes, which is why today's Dongwu Village is born.

"They actually left overnight." Ran Ziyu hugged the baby girl and was puzzled.

They all arrived at the gate of Nanban, and when she went to see it last night, they were all encamped. The Nanban tribe didn't make any moves, so ...... It's someone coming, a group of people they're afraid of. Ran Ziyu blinked slightly, and a hint of joy flashed in Chun Yuchang's eyes.

In the tall dense forest, the towering ancient trees twisted into the sky, and the wrist-thick ancient vines bent upwards like dragons, entwining the dense branches, and the green leaves were like covers, filtering the already not very bright sunlight more and more dim. All kinds of exotic flowers and plants grow angrily in strange postures, and they are wild and lush.

The sky is cloudless, and there is occasionally a goshawk, overlooking the dense forest from high in the sky. A little dazzling silver light flashed, it was the Da Viet army.

The silver-armored man in the lead had a handsome face like frost, and Danfeng's long eyes were uninhibited and proud. The long sword in his hand shone with cold light, slashed through the half-human-high grass, and fell without any obstruction.

The sword was inevitably stained with grass juice, but it took on a strange color.

"The grass is poisonous." He reminded coldly, and at the same time swept his contemptuous eyes over Ran Zijing and Ran Ziming.

Ran Shicang saw Xuanyuan Cheng's displeasure with his two sons, but he could fully understand Xuanyuan Cheng's displeasure. Nanban Yu Jing'er and Ming'er are considered old places, how can they not know that these grasses are poisonous. Why didn't you remind earlier, a few soldiers had already fallen inexplicably yesterday.

Ran Zijing didn't seem to hear it, and his face didn't look the slightest. Suddenly, he frowned slightly and shouted, "Ready!" ”

All the soldiers became alert and lined up according to the formation that had been arranged. Suddenly people dressed in various southern tribal clothes suddenly appeared in all directions, and they surrounded them like fishing nets.

A large net of rattan fell from the sky, and sharpened bamboo arrows and wooden pegboards flew in all directions. For a time, thousands of birds flew in shock.

Ran Zijing smiled proudly, and his hand holding the sword tightened.

The girl in the ancient tree sat on a tall branch, her long, big eyes watching intently at the scuffle below. The skirt of the Yusheng clan was above the knee and in the middle of the thigh, and an inch below the knee was wrapped in a coarse cloth with a spirit snake totem. couldn't help but show a snow-white and delicate thigh, she didn't care, she saw it wonderful, and her hanging legs shook happily a few times from time to time.

The baby in the back slept peacefully, undisturbed by the sound of fighting.

"After all, it's the enemy's territory, so it's all in the dark." Ran Ziyu looked at the group of silver armor who obviously had the upper hand, "It's smart, take advantage of this to lure the snake out of the hole." ”

Turn disadvantages into advantages. Ran Zijing, you have some ability.

I guess it's almost over, it's time to go back to Dongwu Village, and I'll have to drink milk when Xiaoyue wakes up later. Well, Satsuki is the name she gave to this baby girl.

Just as he was about to get up, a thin but powerful wind struck. It was too sudden, and despite some surprise, she managed to nimbly avoid the wind, not wanting to be hit by a leaf behind it.

The leaves are ordinary leaves, but they are injected with great force. The wind is but a cover for the leaves.

Falling rapidly, she pulled out the Broken Moon Whip from her waist, swung it, wrapped it around the branches of the tree, stabilized herself, and swung over a few more trees, falling a little farther away from the battlefield.

Only then did I land, only to see a purple gorgeous soft chair, paved with a very gorgeous swan brocade. The bewitching man sitting lazily on it is dressed in a refined costume of a thousand gold, with long legs crossed, but it is compelling elegance and chic. Half-leaning on the soft chair, with a sinister smile on his delicate face.

Words can't describe how beautiful it is, but it makes people shudder. The extremely dark eyes cannot be seen at a glance, with an innate charm, attracting people to explore the depths, at the cost of life and soul. So I don't dare to look directly, I can't look directly, and in front of such a person, I can only bow my head forever.

"Master!" Ran Ziyu screamed as if surprised, and took a step forward seemingly involuntarily to express his inner surprise and excitement.

The demon man on the soft chair was unheard, and his extremely beautiful hand played with the Nine Turns Soul Fan. With the miserable white human bone as the fan bone, the good human skin as the fan surface, dyed with dark blue, and the blood as the ink, delicately outlines the extremely strange evil ghosts, which is the only one in the world that has left the soul of the nine.

"Master!" Ran Ziyu saw that Xuanyuan Hao ignored him, and suspected that he had deliberately brought him here and was discovered by him. When she hesitated to say something, she saw that the fan was lightly fanned, and she was hit by a powerful force.

Although it wasn't Princess Iron Fan's banana fan, she felt that it was nothing more than that. When he fell to the ground, he suddenly realized that he was carrying Satsuki behind his back, so he hurriedly turned around and fell heavily to the ground. There was an instant burning pain on his face.

After all, the grass here is poisonous.

Satsuki woke up from this huge bump and cried loudly at the top of her throat.

Ran Ziyu hurriedly untied Xiao Yue behind him, and took out a small pill and fed it into his open mouth. Xiao Yue was still crying, but no matter how hard she howled, she didn't make a sound.

Ran Ziyu exhaled, fortunately he brought this, otherwise Xiaoyue's big voice would definitely spread all over this forest.

"Okay." A soft and cold voice sounded faintly, with obvious ridicule, "You don't want your face for this child." ”

"Master......" Ran Ziyu was speechless, she protected this child who had nothing to do with herself, and did not hesitate to ruin her beauty, how could such a great good deed change its taste when it came out of his mouth!

"Yu'er's face is not her own, so it is not up to her to decide whether she wants it or not." Ran Ziyu hugged Xiaoyue with a pair of big eyes and replied calmly. Her face could have been good, but he had to slap her. Relying on his evil skills to cover the world, he will slap her at every turn!

"Haoliu."

"Yes."

Ran Ziyu didn't understand what Xuanyuan Hao was talking to himself, but he saw a blue-robed masked man flash out of nowhere, and his cold eyes disappeared in front of him.

Before she could react, her arms were empty. Look at the long figure again, it has faintly flashed into the distance.

Ran Ziyu was stunned for a moment, is this Haowei, who makes everyone in the world frightened and exists like a ghost? However, as soon as he snatched the child, it gave people a sense of powerlessness and fear. Thankfully, they're not traffickers.

"Hey! Send Satsuki back! I must send it back! Ran Ziyu didn't know where the man was, so he could only shout at the top of his voice, "Remember to threaten them!" ”

In this way, Satsuki may be able to live until she goes to her.

In a daze, she was sucked to the soft chair, and a force forced her to kneel. She doesn't struggle, it's useless to struggle anyway, it's better to save some effort.

In the next second, her jaw was pinched, forcing her to raise her head and meet a pair of cold ghostly eyes.

"You like kids so much?" His voice was languid, low and soft, with the sharpest of knives.

Love kids? She smiled, she didn't like children, although she had lost a child in her previous life...... But watching the good child die, she couldn't do it.

He grasped the bitterness that flashed in her eyes, the pain and sadness that he tried so hard to hide. Let go, half-leaned back on the soft chair again, and looked at her half-squinted, "If you have a child with the prince in the future, what should you do?" ”

"No, it won't!" Ran Ziyu immediately replied, "There will be no children!" "To be sure, there was a gloom under the eyelashes. Child, why doesn't she want a child, the meat that fell from her body belongs to her completely. But she won't be a good mother now, not now, not in the future, not in this life.

"Oh?" The dark and gloomy light in those eyes flickered, "Self-righteous stupid girl, I really don't know men so well." ”

Ran Ziyu looked at the seductive smile on his face, the blood oozing from the wound on his forehead flowed down, she blinked, wiped a few times, only to feel that her vision became more and more blurred, and her body gradually slid down, and the moment she completely collapsed, a hand wrapped around her waist.....

The dense forest not far away was littered with corpses, and the vines and flowers around them were splattered with blood.

"This place is not to stay long." Ran Zijing looked up at the narrow white sky. After packing up in a hurry with everyone, he was about to leave quickly.

I didn't go far before I heard a melodious and cold flute.

Everyone was shocked, the sound of this flute was desolate and tear-jerking, like the music of sending off the dead. Apparently it was blown for the barbarians who had just died in battle.

"Let's go! Fast! Ran Zijing screamed.

The soldiers have just experienced a vicious battle, and there are also excessive physical exertion. Even though they could tell that the lieutenant general was already impatient, they still couldn't get up quickly.

Ran Zijing, who has always been calm, looked a little flustered at this time. This flute sound is too familiar to him, so that the flute made of bamboo picked on the other side of the yin day, a song of mourning and heartbreaking, is the soul song of the Yusheng family. And the person who can play such a flute, he is too familiar.

"Father! Xiao Ming! And the prince, go quickly! Fast! The cold tone was extremely sincere, with a hint of helplessness.

Xuanyuan Cheng thought for a while, and then left first with his men.

Ran Shicang thought that the dignified prince must not have an accident, otherwise Emperor Hui would not be able to explain it. Although he was strange about Ran Zijing's tone, he still went to chase the prince.

Ran Ziming let his subordinates go with his father first, and he was still standing beside Ran Zijing. "Big brother, don't let me go this time."

Ran Zijing snorted coldly, "If you still treat me as your eldest brother, then go away." He was so anxious that the song was about to end.

Ran Ziming automatically ignored his words, "Big brother, don't think I'm a waste just now that my right hand is useless, just now I killed a lot of barbarians with my left hand." When he said this, his face was full of pride.

His right hand was scrapped, and he thought that he would never be able to go to the battlefield again, and he had the name of General Anguo of the second grade. Fortunately, the little sister persuaded him not to give up, encouraged and accompanied him to use the sword in his left hand.

Under the urgency, Ran Zijing almost roared, "Ran Ziming!" I'm telling you to go! ”

The sound of the flute stopped at this moment, and the forest was quiet enough to hear each other's breathing. Ran Zijing regretted that he didn't knock him out and throw him away.

A shrill and charming female voice came slowly, "Ran Zijing, Ran Zijing, you are finally here, do you remember your agreement with me?" ”

Ran Zijing found the direction where the voice came from and protected Ran Ziming behind him. He replied sharply, "Naturally, I remember." ”

"Do you remember? Do you really remember? The female voice asked twice in a row, and her tone became more and more confused and sarcastic. Immediately, there was a string of shrill laughter, which pierced people's ears.

"Then why didn't I receive the dowry for ten miles? Then why didn't I see the red sedan chair, and why didn't I hear the joy of welcoming my relatives? After a pause, he said the last question with infinite sorrow: "Then why didn't I see my wishful husband?" ”