I don't know when the snow has stopped, the air is filled with blood, and the cavalry brought by Wang Kun is not an idle generation, although it is not as good as the Yang family's iron cavalry, but it is also a first-class cavalry, and there are casualties on both sides.

In the camp, in front of the main tent, Wang Kun's arrow still shot out, and was caught by Lao Hong not far from the eyebrows of His Royal Highness the Prince of the World.

"I didn't expect that His Royal Highness the Prince was surrounded by masters, and I didn't expect that the most famous lady in Kyoto was actually a five-grade master." Wang Kun said softly with a shocked face.

Without waiting for Yang Jingxuan to speak, Wang Kun's figure flashed again, his hand kept switching between the arrow bag and the bowstring behind him, and the seven-star arrows, each arrow was accompanied by a thunderous roar, and this thunder alone shook Yang Jingxuan, who was slightly inferior in strength, vomited blood and retreated.

Lao Hong protected him behind him, and his hands quickly punched, and each palm could accurately knock the arrow away.

Seven Stars in a Row... Break!

"I said to see if you are a little familiar, the former master of the inner family of the dynasty, Hong Sihai, right, wasn't the Hong family leveled by the protector back then? How did you feel comfortable being a dog's leg for him?" Wang Kun sneered with disdain.

"Hmph, it was the Xia thief who killed the door back then, and it was the Duke who saved my life, you little doll don't talk nonsense." Hong Sihai shouted angrily, slapped Yang Jingxuan's chest with a palm, and sent him into the main tent, while he rushed towards Wang Kun.

"Hmph, I can't do it, a handful of old bones is only eight grades, I really should take it myself." Wang Kun snorted coldly, held the longbow and shot towards Hong Sihai.

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"The Prince...... Shizi ...... Don't go out."

Yang Jingxuan, who was sent into the main tent, struggled to rush out again, but was stopped by several beauties.

"Yingluo, Peach, you guys get out of the way, I'm going out to help Lao Hong." Yang Jingxuan said anxiously.

"Your Royal Highness, it won't help if you go, please ask His Royal Highness the Prince to leave first." Yingluo said worriedly, and several beauties also hurriedly began to wear armor for His Royal Highness the Prince.

"You want this son to escape?" Yang Jingxuan said angrily, and he pushed several beauties away fiercely.

"Shizi, you just listen to them!" At this time, Ah Zuo opened the curtain and walked in, and his whole body was stained red with blood.

"Ah Zuo, how are you?" Seeing his appearance, Yang Jingxuan was shocked.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little out of strength, I killed all those killers, it's all their blood." Ah Zuo sat on the ground, picked up the wine jug on the table and poured it hard.

"You have a good rest, I'll help Lao Hong." Hearing Ah Zuo say that it was okay, Yang Jingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, and when he heard the two masters fighting outside, he remembered that he was going out to help just now.

A bloody hand grabbed Shizi's arm, Yang Jingxuan looked down, Ah Zuo shook his head at him and said, "You better hurry up and put on your armor, Xiao Hei I have already led you out of the tent, get on the horse and go north, go quickly."

"You want me to run away?" Yang Jingxuan looked at Azuo Dao with a tired face in disbelief.

"There is no one here who is the opponent of that person, and the army is being dragged again, while Lao Hong can still parry for a while, you hurry up and leave, otherwise it will be too late." The more Ah Zuo spoke, the louder he became.

"The slave begs His Royal Highness to leave." Yingluo and several people also knelt on the ground and pleaded.

"You ...... You ......" Yang Jingxuan pointed at them and couldn't speak for a long time.

"Go, remember to owe me one hundred and twenty-four jars of good wine." Ah Zuo showed a smile, and his pale face looked extremely weak.

"Well, you can't die, I'll go and ask for help, and when I come back, if you die, I'll be angry, I'll ...... I will lead my troops into Kyoto and cut off the head of the thief with my own hands." After Yang Jingxuan finished speaking sadly, he didn't wear armor, and rushed out of the main tent and jumped on the horse.

"Drive!" With his feet between the horse's belly, Xiao Hei directly turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Beilong Mountain, I don't know if it was an illusion, there was a liquid falling on the snow that Xiao Hei rushed over, and the crystal clear seemed to be teardrops that were frozen into ice crystals.

"Hugh away!"

Wang Kun's roar came from behind him, but it was quickly muffled by the sound of fists and feet.

"You really want to do it for him

Fighting for your life?" The two separated, Wang Kun looked at Hong Sihai and asked.

"Hmph, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World was grown up by me, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World has never really regarded me as a subordinate, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World has meat for me and wine for me, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, I have saved it with my life, you, I can't get by, unless I die." Hong Sihai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said proudly, he was originally a little hunchbacked, and he was straight at this time.

"It's ridiculous, a rebel and a thief are also worthy." Wang Kun burst out laughing when he heard this.

He didn't keep his hands, he showed his skills without reservation, and after really letting go of his hands and feet, Hong Sihai had some difficulty parrying, after all, the age gap was too big.

Finally, Wang Kun imprinted a palm on Hong Sihai's chest, knocked him upside down, and smashed it directly into the main tent.

With a sneer, Wang Kun turned into a phantom and chased towards Yang Jingxuan, who was already far away.

He made a military order to Emperor Xia, he and Yang Jingxuan can only live one, Yang Jingxuan is not dead, not only can he not live, but his whole family has to be buried with him.

Running on the official road of Beilongshan, Yang Jingxuan couldn't cry anymore, and his tears turned into two ice crystals hanging on his face.

"Yo Yo Yo, is His Royal Highness the Prince crying?" A voice like a voice from the Nine Shadows made His Royal Highness, who was already about to freeze, even more like falling into an ice cellar.

Turning his head to look, he saw a figure behind him coming quickly, stepping on the snow without a trace, this light skill can be regarded as one of the few even among the nine rank masters.

Yang Jingxuan urged the horse to whip again, and the little black psychic also felt the danger, and the four hooves accelerated again.

"Where can you go?"

"Can you outrun my arrows?"

"Your Royal Highness, let's save some effort, I see that your beloved horse seems to be about to hold on, no matter how good the horse raised in Kyoto is, it is not as good as a mule in the north that has the stamina and frost resistance."

"When the sweat is frozen, the horse will live to the end."

"Baojun, who was raised since childhood, dragged it to the funeral, can you bear it?"

"Huh..." Yang Jingxuan pulled the reins, Xiao Hei made a whimpering sound, it didn't want to stop, even if it died of exhaustion, even if it was frozen to death, it wanted to pull its master to escape.

"Good, little black, stop, you've done your best, good, obedient." Yang Jingxuan leaned down and patted Xiao Hei's neck, and said softly.

Blackie whimpered continuously, slowing down slowly, and finally stopped.

"Xiao Hei, in a while, you will run slowly towards the north, find your father, and let him avenge me, good." Yang Jingxuan turned over and dismounted, the snow on the road was no longer more than half of his calf, he hugged Xiao Hei's head and smoothed out the somewhat messy mane of the horse.

Then, he untied the fur cloak he was wearing when he came out and draped it on his horse, and after tying it to Xiao Hei, he touched Xiao Hei's head again.

Yang Jingxuan patted Xiao Hei gently, and Xiao Hei whimpered reluctantly.

"Be obedient, go quickly, and deliver a letter for me." Yang Jingxuan said softly.

Xiao Hei reluctantly turned around and ran north, turning back in a few steps.

Wang Kun did not stop Xiao Hei from leaving, he used to be a warrior on the battlefield, he was also a horse lover, such a psychic BMW, he was unwilling and could not bear to kill.

Looking at Xiao Hei who disappeared in the distance, Yang Jingxuan took a deep breath, turned to look at Wang Kun and said, "Commander Wang, let's do it."

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