When Feng Wei's convoy was about to cross the border of Xiqi, it was stopped by a group of people, who did not have uniform clothing, and were all shapes and shapes, about five or six hundred people.

Feng Wei sat in the carriage quietly and looked at them suspiciously, thinking about what was going on.

Wu Yanwei's father, Wu Erye, rode around the front, and Feng Wei was confronted, when he saw that it was him, Feng Wei was slightly surprised, but it was only for a moment, she sneered: "Second Master Wu, what do you mean by this?" She still underestimated the Wu family's emphasis on authority, and they were about to catch up with Dayong.

Second Master Wu's nostrils turned to the sky: "Now that my son is lying half-dead on the bed by you, and I still read your name in my dream, you obediently follow me back to be a concubine for him, and I don't investigate the matter of beating my son." ”

Feng Wei leaned on the side of the car, his face was calm, no sadness or joy, and his cold eyes couldn't see his emotions: "What if I say no?" ”

"That's not up to you." Then his gloomy eyes glanced at the people he brought without a trace, his confidence increased greatly, and he looked at the inconspicuous coachman driving the carriage behind Feng Wei, and he was disdainful in his heart, just this battle, and a few hundred more people were no match for the people he brought.

Just seeing Feng Wei's calm expression and drumming in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, but this inexplicable nervousness was forced down by him again, how could these mountain villagers be their opponents? As for their goods, with the property of his Wu family, he naturally would not take it seriously.

Feng Wei looked at his changing face, and knew what he was thinking about, and she didn't care, she still had her hands around her chest.

"If you want to find death, I won't stop you, but after all, this is your Xiqi business, and it will naturally be solved by your Xiqi people." Then she knocked on the wall of the carriage, and Murong Che got out of the carriage.

Seeing Murong Che's resolute, handsome, and unangry face, Second Master Wu's face changed instantly.

As the second richest merchant in the capital, he naturally recognized Murong Che, his face turned white in an instant, he fell off the horse, and knelt on the ground prostrately: "Mrs. ...... the emperor" Second Master Wu's heart was trembling.

Murong Che glanced at him coldly, took out a dagger from his body, threw it in front of him, and didn't say a word, but the oppression of that look was enough to make his heart tremble: "Mrs. is the emperor......... I don't know what mistakes the grass people have made......"

"Let Queen Dayong be a concubine, in this world, it is estimated that there is only one of you, and you are really capable."

Second Master Wu almost fainted, but he still pretended to be calm, if he really fainted and didn't explain clearly, then their Wu family would no longer exist.

After seeing that Murong Che was also present, he guessed a little bit, but when he heard him say this, his heart still trembled for no reason, and he even scolded his son in his heart, but this disaster had already provoked him, and there was no way, he should have thought that such a beautiful woman, how could she be a girl from an ordinary family?

Even if she is not Her Majesty Queen Dayong, then her identity and status must not be simple, and she blames him for spoiling his son too much, and even such a deep problem has been ignored by him.

He hurriedly kowtowed: "The grass people know their mistakes, the grass people know their mistakes, ask the emperor for forgiveness......"

"Her Majesty has already given you many chances, and it's no wonder that you come up by yourself, the Zhulian Nine Clans are already light."

Murong Che said the words of judgment expressionlessly, Wu Erye still couldn't bear the pressure and fainted after all, and the people he brought were all trembling and didn't know what to do, but in this situation, of course, it was important to escape, even if it was the emperor? Without the million soldiers behind him, the name of the god of war would be nothing more than a false name.

Thinking so in their hearts, they still couldn't stop being nervous, looked at each other a few times, and all chose to run away.

As a result, five or six hundred people fled in all directions, and the people of Huangquan sat in the carriage to watch the play without Feng Wei's order.

Murong Che's eyes narrowed, since Feng Wei had just said that the affairs of the Xiqi people would be solved by the Xiqi people, it seemed that she didn't regard him as her own imperial concubine, and sighed in her heart.

The internal force runs all over the body, and the body floats lightly, he holds a long sword, adjusts a direction, and flies over the head of the fleeing person so lightly, and everywhere he goes, a sword seals his throat.

In less than two quarters of an hour, he single-handedly killed all the fleeing people in one blow, and there was no room for resistance, but Murong Che's dark robe was extremely clean, without a trace of blood, one can imagine how profound his skills were.

Blood was dripping from the tip of the sword he was holding, and the dark red blood dripped on the ground and immediately melted into the grass, without any movement, Murong Che threw the sword aside and jumped into the carriage.

Feng Wei glanced at him, didn't make a sound, looked at the fainted Wu Erye, and sighed in his heart, this person is also a beloved son, but he is too doting, no matter what Wu Yanwei wants, he will do his best, just like now he wants her to be a concubine, his father has traveled thousands of miles to surround her...... In the end, he is just the father of a beloved son.

She shook her head, and she didn't plan to take Second Master Wu's life, so she waved her hand: "Let's go." ”

She didn't say anything, and everyone naturally didn't take it upon themselves to make up for Wu Erye, but Sang Ju glanced at the somewhat fat body with some confusion: "Feng Yang, why didn't you kill him?" ”

"What if you kill it? It's just a small merchant, can I still be afraid of him? Even if he comes to seek revenge, I am not afraid, I have so many enemies, one more is not much, and one is not less. She said lightly, but Sang Ju shuddered.

The carriage gradually moved away, but no one noticed that a black figure appeared in the place behind her, her slender figure, walked in front of Wu Erye, and her small red lips hooked a bloodthirsty arc: "Feng Wei, I will kill you sooner or later." ”

The voice was like a lark's crisp and spiritual rhyme, she cut off Wu Erye's head with a sword, and the blood sprayed on her black clothes, but she didn't seem to hear it, as if she regarded Wu Erye as Feng Wei, and cut several swords on his corpse, as long as Feng Wei let go of the person, she would not let go.

At this time, Fu Zisi was studying the prescription, and Fu Lanjin hurriedly ran in, shouting: "Oh no, no, cousin......"

As he spoke, he panted and held his stomach, and after pouring a cup of tea on the table, he said breathlessly: "Something happened outside." ”

Fu Zisi was unmoved, glanced at him coldly, and rubbed his temples: "Cousin, haven't you been having accidents these days, if this plague is not eliminated, one or two things will not happen one day." ”

"This time it's different from the usual small fights, the disaster area was not allowed to enter and exit before, but now it is sealed, and the guards have been strengthened, even a fly can't fly out, those refugees are saying that they are going to burn the city, and now the two cities are in chaos, and even fought with the guards guarding the city, they rushed out without their lives, and the people sent by the imperial court were not many of these refugees after all, so it was inevitable that some fish escaped from the net, If these plague-infected people are allowed to escape, I don't know if it will make any difference. ”