After a full morning of cultivation, Qian Ran felt refreshed, and found that he seemed to be a little fatter, so he couldn't help but smile at the corners of his mouth!

"Tell the Hou Ye, only King Hua's pen and ink are left in the big tent. And ......"

At this moment in the camp, a man dressed in white, with a faint lead and a jade-like temperament, his face crossed a trace of gloom, and then he looked at the explorer kneeling in front of him, and his warm but cold voice overflowed: "And?"

The scout then followed, kneeling respectfully on one knee beside him: "Lord Qiqi, General Long's more than 3,000 people have been wiped out. King Hua is already firmly seated in the city of Suliu. ”

Gently stopping the laughter, the man twisted a bundle of black hair on his sideburns and played with it, as if he had not heard of his words, and suddenly thought of the words of the explorer just now, and asked with a trace of curiosity: "What else did you say just now?"

The sound of the green jade striking was crisp and beautiful, but in the ears of this explorer, it was particularly terrifying, and he immediately bowed his head and trembled: "Master Qiyu, there is still one person left in the camp tent on the west side. This person is the fourth lady of the Yilian family of Tianyuan Kingdom who came after the first prince before, a lotus and a thousand dyes. ”

The man suddenly raised his eyebrows, his smile stopped suddenly, and his face was visibly gloomy. The few people who had arrived at some point next to him were suddenly frightened and silent, waiting for his anger and orders.

"But the daughter of the crippled is okay if she dies. The man then waved his sleeves and sat down lightly on the couch, as if the woman's death had nothing to do with him, and there was no trace of hesitation or superfluous emotions in his voice.

Everyone was stunned. What does Hou Ye mean by this?

"Master Hou, why don't you put him to death and send him to Suliu City?" One of the several people immediately asked Haode to stand up, hugged his fists and asked, and a bloodthirsty smile overflowed on his face.

And under the man's command, the leader of the white-clothed guards standing beside him suddenly interjected, hugged his fists and said: "Lord Qiyu, this woman is a member of the Yilian family after all, and the Flame King is on the side, I'm afraid it will ......" He saw that his master was still silent, knowing that his words were useless, so he silently stood back to his side and looked at the person who had just asked for help.

The man was immediately proud, and with the acquiescence of the white-clothed marquis, he naturally straightened his waist, quickly flew out of the big tent, and ran towards the camp tent on the west side.

Qianran, who was cultivating, suddenly noticed that there was someone in front of her, and immediately opened her eyes and met her palm. She secretly said in her heart that this person is fast, but she is not a vegetarian either. Immediately, she dodged, but she found that the speed of the person was too fast, and she seemed to be unable to dodge. When even Ning Shen waved with one hand, the man suddenly covered his broken arm in an instant, and watched her break through the tent and fall outside.

And it was at this time that she realized that the camp seemed a little strange. The flag was gone, and the soldiers who had suddenly besieged her were not the same color of their clothes.

Her heart immediately sank, and the corners of her mouth twitched fiercely. Could it be that the damned King Hua left her alone in the camp and ran away with the people himself......? She seems to finally understand why everyone in the world says that King Hua does not kill anyone, and he is nicknamed the King of Mold, so it turns out that this is the case!