Five days ago, Nong Yunzi fed her Qianshengsan. Today, another bottle of Qiansheng was scattered on her. If Regulus admits that they won't change her, she will die. If she is willing to change her, she will lurk in the army and pass on information at any time. Qiansheng San was only enough for her to take for a month. If she can't help Nong Yunzi break the Vietnamese army within this month, she will have to suffer unbearable addiction and die a good death.

The largest tent in the camp was also the brightest, so it attracted a swarm of fireflies.

Several voices came and went.

"Right now, it's the right thing to chase after victory."

"We are not very familiar with the situation in Yusheng Village, so it is really unwise to rush forward."

"If you choose this path, there is a misty forest in the way. This road, there are python traps, this road is poisonous, and this road ......"

Ran Ziyu sighed, lifted the curtain, and went in. "Yu'er has a way."

After taking Qiansheng San, just after the effect of the medicine passed, she sorted it out casually and came over. Without a mirror, I don't know that my hair is as messy as a ghost, and my face is as pale as paper.

I didn't know that the collar was not pulled properly, and there were shocking red marks on a small piece of snow-white skin exposed.

Xuanyuan Hao sat lazily on the chair, supporting his chin with one hand and playing with the Nine Turns Soul Fan with the other. The moon-white robe was soft and luxurious, wrapping the slender and perfect body. A wisp of green silk hangs down on the forehead, adding a dynamic style. The big eyes are slightly closed, and the corners of the ghostly eyes fly obliquely. It seems that he doesn't care about the next battle plan, but because of his identity, he is dragging time here.

Xuanyuan Cheng, Ran Ziming, and Ran Shicang gathered in front of the case and discussed the sheepskin map.

"Yu'er has seen His Royal Highness the Regent, and His Royal Highness the Regent is fine. I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is fine. Turning to Ran Shicang and Ran Ziming, "Father, second brother." ”

Xuanyuan Hao didn't seem to hear it, Ran Ziyu still maintained a half-kneeling posture and bowed his head, and Xuanyuan Cheng said lightly: "No courtesy." ”

"What are you going to do!" Ran Shicang unabashedly disliked. A woman shouldn't have come here in the first place, let alone the daughter of his general. Seeing that Yu Yatou was dressed in men's clothes, disheveled, and messy like a ghost, she was even more angry.

"Father, little sister is also for the Guogong Mansion." Ran Ziming pulled Ran Ziyu, today he didn't go to the Nine Heavens Waterfall due to injury, but he also heard that his little sister almost died there.

Ran Ziyu ignored his father's angry words, and regardless of Xuanyuan Hao's indifferent attitude, he said to him: "Yu'er has become a spirit girl, she has been in Yusheng Village, and she also knows how to go to Yusheng Village safely. ”

She used 'relatively safe', after all, the gut cliff was too high, and there were goshawks pecking at people's eyes.

Ruthlessly biting his fingers, he drew the safer path on the map in blood.

Everyone looked at it and analyzed it a little, and it was indeed a road they didn't know.

"Yu'er went to Yusheng Village with the high priest of the Heavenly God Sect before, and it was this road that she walked."

Ran Ziming took Ran Ziyu down to bandage his fingers, and Ran Ziyu sent Ran Ziming away. Stuffing the pillow into the quilt to create the illusion that she was asleep. Sneaked out of the tent and out of the camp.

A Hai Dong Qing flew to her shoulder, and she took out a small paper roll from her sleeve and tied it to Hai Dong Qing's legs. watched Hai Dongqing fly into the dense bushes for a long time before slowly returning to the account.

She still wants to live.

On the other side, Hao Liu carried Fang Cai's Hai Dongqing and entered the tent where there was still a candle flame, "Master." ”

The man's white jade-like fingers opened the scroll of paper, and the edge of his mouth rose slightly, and he smiled sarcastically and gloomily, and his heart was very uncomfortable. The cold tone was unusually terrifying, "Send it back." ”

Haoliu took the scroll of paper, and saw that the master's back was extremely terrifying, like a hellish god, and hurriedly retreated.

The wicked man in the tent blinked, and his gorgeous eyelashes trembled slightly. The faint candlelight cast a hazy and treacherous halo on his extremely delicate and brilliant facial features.

Girl, this king will see what you want to do.

A night's nightmare.

Early in the morning, the Vietnamese army was preparing to set off. The road up the cliff is narrow and treacherous. Therefore, only 200 skilled soldiers were selected to form an elite unit, and they went to Yusheng Village with Ran Shicang, Xuanyuan Cheng, and Xuanyuan Hao.

"Yu'er is going too." Ran Ziyu trotted all the way to the steed that led the three. Ran Ziming didn't hold her, he was very remorseful, and chased after her.

"Little sister!"

"Nonsense!" Ran Shicang was furious, and felt more and more that his little daughter didn't know how thick the sky was.

Ran Ziyu shook off the hand that was being held by Ran Ziming, "Yu'er's Broken Moon Whip is still in Nong Yunzi's hand, it was given to me by my mother, I must take it back." In his long eyes, his dark eyes shone with stubbornness, and he added, "I must take it back myself." ”

"You!" Ran Shicang was angry and raised his horsewhip high. Since ancient times, women have not been allowed to go to war. Yu girl has already broken the rules, and now she will continue to be wrong! He didn't allow it.

A moment before the whip fell, Xuanyuan Cheng turned over and dismounted and pulled Ran Ziyu into his arms to protect him, and looked at Ran Shicang sharply, "General Ran." ”

The tall body protected the slender and thin girl well, as if declaring to Ran Shicang the right to belong to his youngest daughter.

Ran Shicang's old eyes widened with extreme anger, and his hand holding the horsewhip tightened.

Although they were silent, their eyes seemed to turn into roaring dragons and tigers, and they had already fought to the death.

A pleasant voice sounded faintly, cold and indifferent, "The fog of the Broken Intestine Cliff is about to disperse, this king is very curious, General Ran, your two hundred elite soldiers are less fog cover, how much is left when you arrive at Yusheng Village." ”

The cliff is high, often surrounded by clouds and mist, especially in the early morning, when the fog is the thickest. This road into the village is not good to set up poison barriers, release poison, naturally will put more effort on human defense. For them, the dense fog of the early morning is the best cover.

Ran Shicang thought that Jing'er was still in Yusheng Village, and it was not too late to rescue Jing'er first, and then teach Yu Yatou a lesson. Only then did he suppress his anger for the time being, and rode his horse to the front.

Ran Ziyu looked at the demonic man on the white horse, marching and fighting, but he didn't wear battle armor, he was still a dark embroidered gold brocade robe, and his long clothes were neatly spread behind him. The black hair was tied up with a silver crown encrusted with precious stones, and hung long from the back of the head to the waist. The delicate side face is cold and charming, and the chin is slightly raised, which is cold and noble. Like a god who has fallen into the mortal world.

In the end, it is the regent who is under one person and above 10,000 people in Da Yue can turn the situation around in the struggle between the crown prince and the general. Although it was to calm the remnants of Nanban and rescue Ran Zijing as soon as possible, he still helped her.

But he clearly said that it had nothing to do with it...... She shook her head abruptly, thinking that she was thinking too much.

"Yu'er!" Xuanyuan Cheng had already mounted his horse and stretched out his hand to her.

She passed her hand and jumped on her horse like a feather. Her back was close to Xuanyuan Cheng, and the strange feeling made her feel a little uncomfortable, and she moved subconsciously.

Xuanyuan Cheng whipped and put his other hand on Ran Ziyu's slender waist. His face was the usual frost, but his eyes were half soft.

Driving the horse, intentionally or unintentionally, drove to the front of Xuanyuan Hao's horse.

On the edge of the cliff with broken intestines, there was already a man in a black robe waiting there. Standing on his back, his delicate face was indescribably sad, but it was also peaceful. Looking at the southern mountains, the clouds and mist are swirling, and the mournful cries of the goshawks echo in the heavens and the earth.

Ran Ziyu saw the robe blown up by the mountain wind from a distance, and before everyone, he flew off the horse, as light as a feather, and floated to the ground not far from the edge of the cliff.

"High Priest." She screamed softly, completely unexpecting him to be here.

Ran Shicang and Xuanyuan Cheng followed closely, Xuanyuan Hao was not in a hurry, dismounted gracefully and neatly, and walked towards this side, his gorgeous clothes dragging on the ground.

The moment the high priest turned around, the Yusheng people who were in ambush also raised their bows and arrows, just waiting for the order to move.

"False Spirit Girl." He looked Ran Ziyu up and down, and said slowly: "That day in the bathing spring, you looked like me without clothes...... The person I knew, it seems, doesn't look like it at all. ”

When Ran Shicang and Xuanyuan heard this, they were angry and humiliated. For Ran Shicang, his daughter who was not out of the cabinet was looked at by a man and lost his face. As far as Xuanyuan Cheng is concerned, his concubine was actually seen by this man one step ahead of him, and he was angry that the high priest of the Heavenly God Sect wanted to break him into pieces. At the same time, she felt that Ran Ziyu did not abide by women's morals, although with her skills, she would not let herself lose herself, but let other men see her body, and she could not keep her chastity and was unfaithful to him.

Ran Ziyu snorted lightly and smiled faintly, as if he didn't care that he was being looked at, "The high priest is really good at laughing, the women in the world are stripped naked, they are all the same, in this way, the women in the world are very similar to the person you know." ”

Whether it was the Yue army or the Yusheng people, they were secretly surprised. Why could this immature girl discuss this with a man without blushing?

Xuanyuan's faint eyes fell on the thin figure, and there was a meaningful smile on his extremely delicate face.

"Where's Nong Yunzi? She is the patriarch of the Yusheng clan, why didn't she come out? ”

The high priest sighed and replied, "If you are similar to Ashi, I will not harm you after all." Slowly raise your hand.

Ran Ziyu was about to ask him what he meant, but he heard the sound of a bow being tightened.

"The south has always been in harmony with the well water of the Central Plains, and the Central Plains has never been in charge of the rise and fall of the south, but it has the intention of dividing the south into the border, which is intolerable. I am the high priest of the Celestial God Sect, and for more than 20 years, I have seen all the tribes fight fiercely. finally settled down, and the Central Plains Imperial Court came to intervene again. Heavenly reincarnation, cause and effect, the Lord will not let you go. ”

The chiseled words are full of bitterness and suffering, mixed with the poignant eagle cry, the vicissitudes of life are endless, and the listeners feel shocked. After speaking, dense arrows were shot from all directions.

Ran Shicang and Xuanyuan Cheng drew their swords to resist the successive arrows.

Xuanyuan Hao slowly opened the Nine Turns Soul Fan with one hand, and the wide sleeves and delicate robe swayed gently, and the extremely elegant and noble movements flowed smoothly. The menacing arrow instantly slashed its strength, and he could no longer get close to him.

Ran Ziyu did not have a broken moon whip, so he could only rely on sharp reflexes and light skills to dodge arrows.

Bending deeply, an arrow grazed her waist and ripped through her clothes. When she hurriedly got up and dodged the arrows that followed, a white-feathered bamboo arrow was no more than four or five inches away from her eyebrows.

It's too late to dodge, and there are arrows on all sides, and if you dodge in one direction at will, you will be hit by arrows.

A dark blue fan spun rapidly with a faint black yin qi, passing in front of her eyes, splitting the arrow that was about to shoot at the center of her brow in half