Chapter 3: Desperate Hope

The flat tone, indifferent expression, simple words, and dusty temperament all made Commander Sun very heartwarming, but he was also helpless, and this attitude showed that he didn't take the Han royal family in his eyes at all. Having said that, at this moment, the master is behind him, and he always has to say a few cruel words, and he can't fall into the name. So after brewing for a long time, Commander Sun finally spoke: You...

As soon as he said a word, he suddenly felt a lightness all over his body, in the stunned eyes of the soldiers around him, in the screams of the master beside him, he felt that he could clearly see his heels, he was very surprised, so he raised his eyes and saw that he was still standing in place. So he knew his situation, and with the thud of his body, he fell to the ground, and so, he died.

"He talks a lot, I don't like it. Xin'er indifferently glanced at the head of Commander Sun, who had been far away, looked back at the sluggish young man next to him, and said, "What's your name?"

The scene was very silent, and the surrounding soldiers were stunned at the moment when Commander Sun died, and people always had an inexplicable fear of the unknown. But when he heard these words at this moment, he rushed over at once, surrounded the young men, and protected them, but no one dared to draw their swords against each other.

The man looked nervous and stammered, "My name is Zhao Xuan."

After Xin'er heard this, her face was different, she glanced at Zhao Xuan's side without leaving a trace, and then looked back at the young man beside her who was still sluggish, and nodded at Zhao Xuan, "Blood debts must be repaid with blood..."

Zhao Xuan covered his mouth in horror and stared blankly at everything that was happening in front of him, stunned.

Xin'er turned around, pulled the young man, and slowly walked towards the outside of the hall, saying as she walked: Don't come here again in the future, when you are alone, no one cares about your identity as the princess of the Han Dynasty!

Zhao Wen, the son of the Han Kingdom, had nine sons under his knees, and he had a young daughter at the age of not being confused, and he was favored in every way, and his mother was the queen today, and her status in the palace can be imagined. I didn't expect to run to a border town today, and after sneaking into the casino, I lost all my clothes, leaving only a pair of underwear, no wonder Commander Sun wanted to kill them all, if this kind of thing spreads, where is the royal face. Being identified by someone, Zhao Xuan's face turned red, and just about to defend a few words, the young man who was originally following Xin'er broke free of his arm and strode in front of Zhao Xuan, his eyes were red: Do you think this matter has nothing to do with you? Just because of you, you look at these people on the ground, they lost their lives in a daze, who did they provoke, why is your face more valuable than their lives! Take a good look.....

Zhao Xuan looked at the angry young man, with an innocent face, not knowing what to do, hanging his head, his fingers stirring the hem of his clothes, and sobbing in a low voice.

Xin'er looked at the aggrieved girl in front of her, her expression softened slightly, "Don't run around, the guards should be there soon." Without waiting for Zhao Xuan to say anything, he picked up the still indignant young man and left quickly.

In a moment, the sound of horses' hooves came from the east of the town, and the sound was getting closer and closer, and in the earth, hundreds of iron horsemen came into view, and the knights and horses were wrapped in extremely heavy silver-white armor, and the sunlight reflected on them, which was extremely dazzling. Hundreds of iron horsemen roared over, and when they saw the girl standing at the door of the hall, they dismounted one after another, knelt in front of Zhao Xuan in turn, and the leader was dressed in a red coat, and shouted in a low voice: Your Highness, the end will be late, let Your Highness be frightened, please forgive Your Highness!

Zhao Xuan looked tired, waved his hand to signal the soldiers to get up, and said to the cavalry leader: Bury the villagers inside, and bring the ashes of Commander Sun and the soldiers back to the capital for burial. Also, the families of these villagers must be properly settled, and you don't have to ask what happened to you, I will explain it to my father.

After the knight leader arranged the matter, he followed behind Zhao Xuan and asked cautiously: Your Highness, Your Majesty is very worried about your safety, you see....

Zhao Xuan got into a prepared carriage, lifted the curtains, glanced at the town, and looked silent: Send a message to my father, I'm going back, you take care of things here, hurry up and follow.

The knight leader looked happy, nodded, waved his hand to the generals under his command, and hundreds of iron horsemen surrounded a carriage and slowly left.

A quaint house in the westernmost part of the town, the surrounding fence has long been broken, and the green bamboo in the garden adds a little vitality. The young man sat on the bamboo chair in the room in a sullen voice, changed the appearance of the hippie smiling face in the past, and did not say a word since he came back, just looked at the wax table on the table in a daze.

The boy's name is Mu Zitian, and when he was three years old, he was taken to the town by the thirteen-year-old Du Xin'er, and the two depended on each other. Du Xin'er often goes out of the town, sometimes for ten days and a half months without returning, but fortunately, the men, women and children in the town are quite kind, Mu Zi is naturally well-behaved and lovely, and his mouth is sweet, so he grew up in a hundred family meals. On weekdays, I laughed and played with Li Dazhou, so uncomfortable. But today, they are falling one by one under their noses, and they are powerless, this feeling, really... It's really uncomfortable.

Mu Zitian thought about Li Da and the others who fell in a pool of blood, and his heart was like a knife.

Du Xin'er walked over, caressed Mu Zitian's head lovingly, and comforted softly: Xiaotian, you have to look at this kind of thing, you are also older now, although you are more mature in mind, but in this world, the weak eat the strong, and everything depends on strength to speak. In the face of absolute strength, no matter how witty you are, it will be useless to calculate all the tricks!

Mu Zitian heard these words, thinking about the many villagers who died tragically in the casino, staring at Du Xin'er with burning eyes, and said word by word: I, want, change, and strengthen.

Although they have depended on each other since childhood, Mu Zitian has no idea about Du Xin'er, such as her identity, her kung fu, and her frequent disappearance without warning. But Mu Zitian knows very well that she is the closest relative in her life. That's enough.

When Du Xin'er heard this, she was quite excited. Mu Zi is naturally lazy and doesn't care about anything, although he is talented and intelligent, and he has forced him to cultivate many times, but he is simply fooling around, wandering around all day long, and a few times Du Xin'er, who was angry, came down to punish him for kneeling all night, but the next day he still ran to the casino to fool around.

Du Xin'er calmed down her heart and said to Mu Zitian: Xiaotian, are you sure? I didn't force you this time, and the cultivation journey was very hard and boring.

"Sister Xin'er, you're right, only if you are strong can you protect the people you want to protect, I can't hide behind you forever. Mu Zitian held Du Xin'er's hand and swore an oath, "Don't worry, I will persevere, I will make myself stronger, and I will stand in front of you in the future!"

Du Xin'er chuckled, and that smile was as bright as a flower: I believe in you, Xiaotian. Okay, don't think too much, get some rest today, we'll be out of here early tomorrow morning.

"Sister Xin'er, why are we leaving, besides, where are we going?"

Du Xin'er looked at Mu Zitian and said: I killed so many royal guards today, it is no longer safe for us to stay here. Do you think the emperor's favorite daughter can go out without a few powerful guards around her?

Mu Zitian was shocked: There are still people today, but why don't they make a move?

"A few old monsters, who don't know my details, will definitely not make a move for a few guards. Besides, I didn't do anything to their masters, and they certainly won't be nosy. However, if we stay any longer, someone will definitely come to explore my details, so we might as well leave here, anyway, you are also planning to practice formally, and this place is not suitable.

Mu Zitian didn't continue to ask more, he wouldn't be wary of Du Xin'er. Thinking that he was about to leave the town where he had lived for more than ten years, the young man's heart was a little heavy, and with slow steps, Mu Zitian paced to the bedroom and slowly lay down.

At night. The stars are shining.

Outside the town. Hundreds of miles of woodland, there is a graceful and luxurious carriage next to a few bonfires, ten steps around the carriage and one sentry, one hundred steps and one post, hundreds of iron horsemen have not slept, and the atmosphere of slaughter is calm. In the carriage, Zhao Xuan supported her head with her hands, and the appearance of a young man in the town scolding herself appeared in her mind...... Gradually fall asleep.

in town. In an old mansion on the west side, Mu Zitian was lying on the bed, with the appearance of Li Da, Zhou Papi and others in his mind, imagining the future road, imagining the grass and trees in the town...... Gradually fall asleep.

In the courtyard. Next to the bamboo forest, Du Xin'er sat on a bamboo chair, imagining the growth of the teenager bit by bit, looking at the stars in the sky, and silently muttering in her heart: Mastermother, the young master has finally grown up....... Gradually fall asleep.

Tonight. Sweet dreams.