The person at the head is Uncle Xiang of Changfu Inn, don't look at his old bones, his spirit is not inferior to those young strong men behind him.

"Bold mob, Hugh must stay close to my young lady!" Uncle Xiang shouted and tightened the reins, and the horse let out a piercing neigh, and straddled the heads of Ah Xing and the others, and then flicked his tail with a sharp brake and directly knocked the young man called Jiang Sheng, no, Jiang Sheng, and flew out.

With such a wonderful and chic horse skill, everyone present was dumbfounded.

The young strong men who followed behind pulled out their long machetes one after another, and laid them across in front of the crazy villagers, these dozen strong men looked like well-trained practitioners, and the disparity in strength was huge, and the group of villagers besieging Jin Jiaojiao were frightened and quickly retreated.

Jin Jiaojiao asked Zhao Bingyu to put herself down, and Uncle Xiang immediately jumped off the horse with a red face when he saw her limping appearance, directly ignored Zhao Bingyu, and forcibly helped Jin Jiaojiao from him.

"Miss, how could you be so badly injured." He blamed himself extremely, "It's all my negligence, I didn't investigate such a mob in the Qingcheng Mountain Range, but they caused Miss's injury?"

"Uncle Xiang, I accidentally fell in the mountains a few days ago, not them." Jin Jiaojiao explained awkwardly.

"This Qingcheng Mountain is very strange, as soon as we entered the mountain, we first got lost, and were disturbed by the miasma in the forest, and then found the horse you rode away that day, Miss, you are going to scare Uncle Xiang to death!"

"I've been scared for the past two days, I'm afraid that you will have a little accident, and if something happens to you, how can I explain it to the deceased Miss Jingjiao. But I'm in a hurry, miss, you still have an accident."

Uncle Xiang looked at Zhao Bingyu coldly, he really regretted that he didn't keep an eye on this unreliable hairy boy in the first place, and Miss Jingyu's only daughter was hurt.

Jin Jiaojiao hurriedly comforted Uncle Xiang, who was getting more and more excited, "Uncle Xiang, calm down, you are too exaggerated, I just sprained my foot, it's not a big deal, really!"

She has been bumping and bumping since she was a child, Uncle Xiang is even more nervous than Jin Wen, I remember that when her mother just passed away, Jin Wen was depressed and had no intention of taking care of Jin Jiaojiao, and her grandmother was all dependent on her grandfather to take care of her because of the loss of her beloved daughter.

"Uncle Xiang, blame me, it's me who didn't take good care of Jiaojiao." Zhao Bingyu took the initiative to take responsibility.

"You know! If you hadn't taken the young lady into the mountain alone, how could an accident happen!"

Uncle Xiang is really angry, and Zhao Bingyu is a useless man.

The useless man drooped his ears, hung his head, and was indisputable, like a puppy who had only done something wrong and was abandoned, Jin Jiaojiao really wanted to touch his ears in her eyes, and spoke softly to help him.

"Uncle Xiang, I don't blame Ah Yu for this accident, but I blame the horse I rode for being too greedy, and accidentally ate the poisonous green plants in the forest, so I went crazy and ran into the Nanmu Miasma Forest, causing me and Ah Yu to be separated for a while, otherwise he would have been able to protect me."

The puppy's drooping ears were called up again by this nice sentence of Ah Yu, this feeling of being protected by his wife was really happier than a fairy, and he even sincerely thanked Uncle Xiang for blaming him.

Uncle Xiang looked at the light in Zhao Bingyu's eyes, and confirmed his identity as a male vixen.

This side is angry and angry, stealing joy and stealing fun, no one remembered that there is still a Ah Xing who needs to be rescued.

"Miss, don't forget that there is one more me, save people's lives, and win the seventh-level floating slaughter."

The village head, Fan Zeng, immediately reacted and blocked in front of Ah Xing, and the other villagers also followed his example and raised their hoes to cross between Ah Xing and a dozen other young strong men.

Fan Zeng said, "You two can go, don't want to take the jade girl away."

"Yes, the Jade Maiden is ours, and it belongs to the Evil God, and no one can take the Jade Maiden away." The villagers chimed in.

Ah Xing looked at Jin Jiaojiao pitifully, she also knew that she usually did too many things that hurt people, and she was afraid that Miss Jin would really leave her alone.

Jin Jiaojiao directly ignored her eyes for help, and asked, "Yours?"

There was a dry mockery in his tone, "This girl's grandfather personally entrusted her to my grandfather before he died, and she came to my house again

And you say she's yours? Even if Feng Shui rotates, it can't be turned around here, everyone."

However, how could this group of people who were already sick and mad and lost their minds listen to reason.

Fan Zeng saw that the momentum was not right, and immediately changed his head and threatened: "If you want to go, you can leave, if you don't leave, don't blame us for being polite."

The villagers really listened to his orders, and as soon as he finished speaking, the villagers immediately waved their hoes indiscriminately, as if they were going to die together.

"Hey, stubborn!" Jin Jiaojiao was too lazy to bother to speak.

Uncle Xiang pointed to Ah Xing and asked her, "Miss, is that your girl?"

Jin Jiaojiao nodded, "It's the granddaughter of my grandfather's friend."

"What do you have to say to this mob?"

Uncle Xiang gave an order, and the dozen or so young strong men carried knives and struck at the villagers, and the horses' hooves approached them step by step.

One of the strong men jumped off the tall horse, rushed into the crowd viciously and snatched Ah Xing, the villagers instantly became angry and began to wave hoes and kitchen knives at him frantically.

Uncle Xiang threw Zhao Bingyu a horse, and he immediately took Jin Jiaojiao to fly on the horse, and Uncle Xiang stepped on the back of another strong man's horse.

"Let's go, go back."

The group clamped the horse's belly, whipped and headed towards the entrance of the village.

Fan Zeng yelled behind them, "Don't let them go out of the village, catch up with them."

Pursue? With what to chase? legs?

People are four-limbed horseshoe, they only have a pair of sick and weak legs, how to chase!

But what is unthinkable is that they are really chasing the horse, Jin Jiaojiao can't figure it out, is it so important to be a jade girl?

I don't want my life.

In vain.

A few minutes later, Jin Jiaojiao and his entourage rushed out of the entrance of the village, the outside and the inside seemed to be two worlds, and the courtyard wall was the boundary.

The horse ran fast and bumpy, Jin Jiaojiao's leg injury recurred, although Zhao Bingyu was already very careful, but every time he went up and down, he felt a cone pain.

"Phew...... Stop!" Zhao Bingyu urgently reined in the horse and hugged Jin Jiaojiao off the horse.

When I took off my shoes and socks, it was swollen again, even higher than before. Jin Jiaojiao couldn't stop trembling, the broken hair on her forehead was wet with sweat on both sides of her cheeks, and her face was as white as a piece of white rice paper, how could she still have the momentum of confronting the villagers before.

The villagers behind him chased after him frantically, and were forcibly blocked at the entrance of the village by the strong men.

Uncle Xiang greeted him and asked with concern, "What's wrong with Miss?"

Zhao Bingyu thought that she was in such pain because of an old injury, and replied, "Uncle Xiang, Jiaojiao's leg injury needs to be recuperated, and she can't ride out of the valley."

Uncle Xiang was worried when he saw Jin Jiaojiao's painful appearance, and said anxiously, "I knew I should have brought a carriage here."

"I'm afraid the carriage won't work, it's too bumpy."

Jin Jiaojiao was nauseous for a while, her body trembled even more, and then she foamed at the mouth uncontrollably, and nosebleeds flowed from her nose.

"She's also infected with the plague."

"She won't live long, she's dying!"

Fan Zeng screamed the most crazy, his eyes widened, as if he was about to fall out of his sockets, "This is the punishment of the evil god lord for her, you, you, all of you can't run away!"

Zhao Bingyu's eyes were cold, and he cut at him sharply, Fan Zeng's heart trembled, and he almost didn't stand firm.

Zhao Bingyu temporarily entrusted Jin Jiaojiao to Uncle Xiang, and took two steps up to lift him into the air with Fan Zeng's collar and threatened: "If you talk like a river again, I will take your life."

Fan Zeng broke the jar and fell, kicked his legs and laughed: "It's useless, it's useless, you have to die, I will die, she will die too, hahaha......

Zhao Bingyu has never done anything to the old man, this is the first time.