That silver bracelet was originally a gift from the Tang Sect to thank the second master for his help. Of course, Ming Erye would not wear such a bracelet, but when he saw that it was made of pure silver, he accepted it and gave it to Ming Wanwan. Because Ming Wanwan doesn't like to use poison, and she doesn't like to use hidden weapons. So the bracelet was transferred to Forsythia again.

Their previous clothes were destroyed, but the important items were still left behind or placed on their bodies or in the middle of the goods. Coincidentally, it was taken away by Wan Wan and put on her hand, and by chance, she touched the mechanism.

Wan Wan really wants to hit the wall.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't die once, but because of her, some people died and some people were saved, and this is already entangled in cause and effect. What to do?! In her case, will Lord Hades treat her exceptionally or will he be punished according to the rules? Do you want to go back to the ghost world?

Just when Wan Wan was shaken, several brocade catchers began to swear and promise after listening to Forsythia's explanation that they would not leak what the chief catcher had done today.

They were referring to the poisonous secret weapon, and Wan Wan's weak understanding became the face she had just lost.

Get back! Gotta go back! You can't mix it up in this place.

Because this time Wan Wan was prepared in advance, and she was carried on her back by Forsythia, so there was no phenomenon of reappearance of dizziness. I have to say that the light skills of the ancients are extremely magical, and they galloped for several days in a row from the vicinity of the sandbar to Xiazhou.

The "big brother Guan" that Forsythia said before, the left deputy general of Tianmen captured Guan Qianshan, and after that plan, he led people back to Xiazhou to prepare to respond. Starting from Xiazhou, you can return to Kyoto smoothly by taking the direction of Yan'an or Taiyuan.

When I saw the city gate of Xiazhou from afar, the faces of several brocade clothes were somewhat relaxed and excited.

In the dreary night, the firelight on the tower of Xiazhou City looked so warm. The wind blew, and the grass rustled.

The daimyo Dongfang Bao, nicknamed Xiao Wu, was the most beautiful, and he suddenly swept across the sea of grass and left a string of laughter, "I guess Brother Guan must miss me." ”

Several brocade catchers laughed, and each of them sped up and ran to the city of Xiazhou.

The fire on the tall city gate is like daylight, and the city guards on the city tower have already discovered these figures, and the lazy voice floats down the city tower, "Open the city gate at the end of the day, and please enter the city early." ”

Dongfang Bao raised his waist card and shouted fiercely: "Tianmen is on an errand, open the door immediately." ”

This sound shocked the soldiers who almost fell off the city tower, and said in a panic: "Don't blame the adults, the little ones should immediately wake up the city gate guards." After speaking, he hurriedly left the gatehouse with a panic.

Seeing this picture, Wan Wan shook her head and pouted again and again. All evil feudalism, a few levels of official is good.

Just when Wan Wan felt a feeling in her heart, a brocade catcher behind her whispered: "Why do I think the atmosphere in this Xiazhou City is a little wrong." ”

The name of the person who spoke was Guo Tong, and the four words "something is wrong" were a kind of mantra for him. Therefore, as soon as he said this, several people laughed, and no one took it seriously.

The heavy gate made a heavy noise in the night wind, and slowly opened a small slit. The city gate guard came out with a look of sincerity and fear to check the waist card in Dongfang Bao's hand, and after confirming the doubt, the city gate guard hurriedly saluted and said: "A few adults, please wait for a while, and the lower official will open the city gate immediately." ”

The gatekeeper trotted back in a panic, and the gate slowly moved to the side again.

Dongfang Bao scratched his head and muttered, "I also feel that something is wrong, didn't Brother Guan send someone to wait here?" ”

As he muttered, several people had already walked behind the city gate.

The gate, which had been slow-moving, suddenly arrived, and it closed with a bang in the blink of an eye. The shadow of the sword followed a large net towards them.

A few brocade-clothed catchers moved quickly, and in a few moves, they broke the big net and killing moves that came from the sneak attack, and fought with the soldiers who kept coming. In the fierce battle, several people faintly formed a circle and protected Wan Wan in the center.

Wan Wan's eyebrows, which had been drooping for a few days, finally flew again. She seized the opportunity, and with a brisk stride, she jumped out of the protective circle of several people and ran towards the soldiers with halberds in hand.

Unexpectedly, wherever she went, there would be a vacuum, as if she had some terrible plague on her.

The governor of Xiazhou had already crawled out of the bed, and he was trembling and hiding behind a shield. Looking at Wan Wan's footsteps approaching, there was a chill in my heart. - Who would want to rebel in the peaceful days of high-ranking officials? However, the remnants of the Western Xia sent evidence of his corruption to Kyoto, and if he did not follow the rebellion, he would be beheaded again.

If the plot can't be made now, Lord Ming will chop off his head immediately.

Under the firelight, Wan Wan's face was full of excitement, and the Xiazhou Zhizhou who looked at it was trembling and numb. He was afraid of death, he didn't want to die, he couldn't die. So Ming Wanwan must die, these brocade clothes must die quickly!

Ignoring the order of the remnants of the Western Xia clan to "capture alive", the governor of Xiazhou waved his arms and shouted: "Release the arrows, release the arrows for me!" Archer! ”

Hearing that someone was commanding behind the shield array, several brocade clothes quickly knew that the person in charge was present and immediately scolded angrily. The governor of Xiazhou was only silent.

The sound of noisy footsteps sounded from behind the encirclement, presumably the archers were gathering.

At this time, Guo Tong and another Jinyi catcher named Li Bai had already slashed out a bloody path and reopened the city gate. Several of the captors seized their horses and retreated to the city gates.

The soft whip in Forsythia's hand swept down a row of soldiers like a dancing golden snake, and then wrapped around Wanwan's waist and pulled her towards him.

Wan Wan only felt her body suddenly fly, and then her ass landed on the horse's back, and as the horse's hooves trampled on those swords and swords and shadows farther and farther away from her.

Wan Wan wanted to jump off the horse, but the golden whip around her waist tied her to Forsythia. Wanwan's face was full of despair, and she could only stretch out her hand in vain to look at the gate of the ghost gate and move away from her again.

"The envoy of Tianmen Jinyi greeted Bian Zhizhou on behalf of the relatives of the nine clans in Bian Zhizhou."

After several brocade clothes were about to withdraw from Xiazhou, Li Bai shouted, and then closed the city gate with Guo Tong with his arms.

When the archers climbed back to the tower, the arrows rained down. A few brocade catchers ran away early.

After a while, the city gate was reopened, and dozens of Western Xia relics with strips of cloth on their heads rushed out. This time, none of the soldiers followed. They were all aware of what they had just ordered.

Just now, those brocade clothes caught the "greetings" quickly, and the remnants of the Western Xia clan suddenly appeared. Everything shows that this Lord Zhizhou is falsely spreading the holy oracle, and these people have caused a catastrophe under his deception.

Most of them don't want to rebel. Even if life is not so easy, it is always peaceful and can mix a full meal. They did not rebel, but they did something rebellious under the command of Zhizhou. Zhizhou has nine tribes left in his hometown, and they are not.

Compared with Zhizhou's appointment with his family, their parents, wives and children are still in their hometown.

Anger, fear, and all kinds of emotions stained the eyes of every soldier. They turned the spearhead and forced Bian Zhizhou together.

Bian Zhizhou knew in his heart that he was about to face the end, and his legs were soft, and a stench came from under him.