She stumbled and involuntarily flew out. A mouthful of blood spurted on the ground, and his clothes were already ragged.

The seventh master was also covered in blood, missing an arm, and a broken sword was stuck in his heart.

None of them are opponents of firearms.

Zhao Lin rushed up and wanted to hold her up, but was blocked by Wang Qiye. She raised her blood-covered face, looked at Wang Qiye's pale eyes, and whispered, "I'm sorry......"

The earth-shattering thunder that exploded ignited the firewood and grass that she was blocking at the mountain col, and soon swept away Gongzi Xuan's clothes, and soon wrapped Gongzi Xuan in it. She was worried about how to light the fire, but now it was good, God still did what she wanted at this moment.

Should you laugh?

But why did she have so many tears?

"Catch her, you can't let her die." Zhao Lin scolded loudly.

However, even if Wang Qiye was seriously injured and was about to die, he was not Wang Qiye's opponent.

It's no wonder that Liu Yu and Princess Jin both want to win him over and poach him. On that day, he was a poppy, coming and going freely and not being sent, but Princess Jin was let go.

The seventh master is a dragon on the river, a rare talent, but she is the only one with her heart and eyes.

Mu Qingcheng smiled, his smile full of tears.

"I'm sorry......" She opened her mouth, looked back at the fire in the sky, and looked at the upright corpse of Gongzi Xuan in the firelight, and finally stretched out her hands and climbed over with difficulty.

Inch by inch, crawled towards the fire that filled the sky.

The boulders hung high, the mountain passes were cramped, and the fire was so high that they could no longer enter an inch. The Huan family and the remnants of the poppies are safe. With a smile in her eyes, she crawled into the fire with her bare hands, and finally drowned in the fire.

Princess Jin came up from the mountain road, and the sword in her hand was upside down, and she saw a monstrous fire.

The fire stopped the pursuers, forcing them to stop. All the people stood outside the fire, and all the people had hatred written on their faces. She had already confessed that she wanted to catch Gongzi Xuan and Mu Chengcheng's big living people.

Now, the big living person has not been caught, and not even a corpse can be kept.

She raised her eyes coldly, and vaguely saw a pair of figures in the fire, the delicate body, standing still, allowing the fire to spread all over her body.

That's Mu Chengcheng.

Ten miles of different days, this place is close to the old bear ridge, and the sun is shining, without a little rain and stars.

She smiled coldly and saw Zhao Lin leading everyone to face the man in front of the fire with a bow and crossbow.

Wang Qiye's face was like ashes, and his gray clothes were also covered with blood and dust. He has always liked to wear gray clothes, but at this moment, he has no gray clothes.

Ah Chu was standing outside the encirclement, her cheeks covered with blood, and Ah Ruo was bandaging her.

"Shoot ......" Zhao Lin gave an order, and dozens of bows and crossbows shot out in unison, hitting Wang Qiye's body bones.

Before she could say more than half a word, she only saw him standing upright like a hedgehog. He didn't fall, grabbed the crossbow arrow with both hands in the air, and shot it back with a whoosh.

Zhao Linden was hit by an arrow, and several people around him were also shot by crossbow arrows and fell to the ground.

It's just a pair of hands, and it can be so sharp and agile. If it could be used by her, would it be long gone?

He stood there proudly, staring straight at her, as if he were looking at her, but as if he weren't. No one dared to step forward, and the rain of arrows shot like locusts, piercing the man into a ball of thorns.

He still did not fall.

Behind him was a sea of fire, and the prince of Mu Chengcheng was caught in the fire.

The Huan family can't catch up, and the remnants of the poppies will eventually dissipate. Without Mu Chengcheng, can they still cause trouble?

Her eyes twinkled, and she stepped forward gently.

When everyone saw that it was her, they hurriedly gave a salute. Zhao Lin turned his head and hurriedly clenched his fists, "Princess, the last general will be guilty......"

She waved her hand and smiled, "What are you guilty of?" As long as the enemy gives the head, you are a qualified general. ”

Zhao Lin was relieved to see that she was not to blame. A smile gradually appeared on his face.

Anyway, Mu Qingcheng and Gongzi Xuan are dead. Their fierce rival died, and even Wang Qiye died. At this moment, the poppy is finally in her hands. Because it wasn't in her hands, it had already been destroyed in this cleanup portal.

The fire is still burning in the sky, and I don't know how long it will burn.

It was impossible for her people to wait here for a long time, so she glanced at Zhao Lin, "You can take people and withdraw first." I'll leave it to me. ”

She is the coach, of course, there is no such thing as grabbing credit, Zhao Lin is busy, and she is in a good mood. Long journeys, setting up bureaus to kill people, no one has such good kung fu, they can work tirelessly day and night.

It will take a few days to wait for Gongzi Xuan to enter the urn, and Zhao Lin will not be able to rest well in these days. With her taking over, he hurriedly led the troops down the mountain.

She took her subordinates and stood outside the fire.

Everyone was silent for a while, and the people standing here were basically poppies. And the fire on the col opposite is burning a powerful leader of the poppies, and there is an even more powerful leader of the poppies.

Everyone probably sighed in a trance in their hearts, but it was just in her way, and it was not easy to speak out.

Ah Ruo said: "Princess, Ah Chu's injury is very serious, we need to go down the mountain." "They need military doctors, they need first-class medicinal herbs.

She nodded, and walked up to Ah Chu herself to look at the discarded eye.

It was shocking, but Ah Chu's face did not change. This shouldn't be the demeanor of a five-year-old child, and she was a little worried in her heart.

"Your eyes ......" her voice was low, and the indescribable feeling was deliberately suppressed by her.

Ah Chu bowed his head respectfully and gave her a chest salute, "The slave's eyes are fine, the princess doesn't have to worry." ”

She nodded, "Thanks to you, I wouldn't have been able to do both today." Wang Qiye will definitely want to take Mu Qingcheng away. ”

Ah Chu lowered his head more and more, and did not say much.

has been an undercover agent, but has been doing it for so long, I don't know what other thoughts Ah Chu will have at a young age?

She smiled slightly and said, "After going down the mountain, take care of it, you and your sister should repair it first." ”

"Whoa." The two slave girls did not ask much and did not distinguish between them, and let her arrange them. It was clearly a great credit, but she didn't propose a half-word reward.

The birds are gone, the good bow is hidden, the cunning rabbit is dead, the lackeys are cooked, the enemy country is broken, and the ministers are dead.

In her case, is it so?

Her eyes were cold, and she looked at Ah Chu and Ah Ruo fixedly. But seeing that the two sisters looked as usual, they were still very respectful.

She couldn't help but be a little funny, secretly scolded herself for being suspicious, and said: "Now, there is no official reward, so it is inconvenient to give you anything." First lead the position of the squire of the military department and recuperate from his injuries in San'in City. ”

After recuperating from his injuries, at least he is also a soldier of the army, which is not a bad treatment.

Ah Chu and Ah Ruo bowed their heads in response, their expressions were as usual, and they were not extremely happy. It's as if they weren't disappointed just now.

And her heart was relieved.

Ah Chu Ah Ruo retreated, and Zhu Jin and Guan Sanye stepped forward.

In the depths of this mountain, only the original team remained. A poppy who came from the North.

Her eyes flashed, and she looked at the corpses that were beeping in the fire, and suddenly she felt sad.

Suddenly, I remembered the girl who took off her hairpin barefoot ten years ago. That heart is real, barefoot is also true, and hairpins are also real. In fact, her heart for Mu Chengcheng has always been true.