Han Luyao's eyes were still as calm as ever, calmly waiting for the arrival of uninvited guests in the distance.

After a while, under the clear blue sky, a row of horses rushed towards the camel cart appeared on the hills, and the formation was magnificent, and it looked unstoppable.

Shen Mengxi leaned against Han Luyao and looked out the window, his face was a little pale, and he said softly, "Princess...... This time, it seems that there are so many more people than we met when we came......"

Figures of various shapes gradually appeared on the hills, roughly estimated to be dozens of people, riding tall horses, holding sharp knives in their hands, their bodies flying up and down on the back of horses, wearing wild coarse clothes, and it seemed that the people who came were not good.

One of the leading men led the way on horseback, leaving behind the dust flying from under the horses' hooves. He rushed down the hill at great speed, and in the blink of an eye he was a few feet away from the carriage, and the two men in the carriage could clearly see the man's swarthy face and twisted features with excitement.

"It's a horse bandit. Han Luyao said lightly, "Looking at their dress, it is estimated that they are bandits from the Western Regions." ”

The State of Qi is located on the border of the Western Regions, a huge desert area across the Western Regions and the border of the State of Qi, where many officials have no time to take care of and are outside the jurisdiction, among which there are many roads to the city, as well as trade routes for merchants from various countries. After years of war, tens of thousands of displaced refugees have been bred in various countries, they have no means of livelihood, and they struggle to survive all the year round. After a period of development, several gangs were formed, which were distinguished by special symbols on their costumes. In it, several gangs stand out from the crowd in terms of size. The bandits were among the leading bosses, who called themselves the Red Turban Army and pinned a piece of red cloth around their waists, which meant licking blood from the edge of the knife. The bandits are also well-known in the local area, and it is even rumored that they have infiltrated the Qi court, and the government has nothing to do with them.

Han Luyao looked at the scorching bandits who were getting closer and closer, a cold light flashed in her eyes, she stepped a sharp dagger into her waist, turned her head to Shen Mengxi and said, "I may not be able to take care of you for a while, you protect yourself, the most important thing is to be optimistic about the herbs." ”

"Okay, be careful, don't get in trouble. Shen Mengxi shrank back into his seat and muttered, "Heaven bless." ”

The leading bandit rode his horse to a halt not far from the camel cart, and he pointed his knife at the coachman in an arrogant tone, and said something loudly in the Western Regions.

"And the people from the Western Regions?" Shen Mengxi asked in a whisper in the carriage as he leaned over to Han Luyao.

Han Luyao straightened the scarf on his face with his hand and said, "The people of the Western Regions have been famous for their barbarism and warlike since ancient times, and there are many people from the Western Regions who act extremely cruel and are not idle people. ”

Shen Mengxi cautiously glanced at Han Luyao from the corner of his eye, and said softly, "More powerful than you?"

Han Luyao leaned on his seat and waited quietly, holding one hand on the handle of the dagger, and did not answer.

Outside the carriage, the pleading of the coachman could be faintly heard, and the deafening sound of horses' hooves gradually faded away, and dozens of people and horses could be vaguely felt that they had surrounded the lone camel cart.

After a while, the sound outside the carriage gradually fell silent, and the coachman was silent. Shen Mengxi also closed his mouth and quietly listened to the movement outside.

Suddenly, a bamboo arrow broke through the door curtain with lightning speed and shot at the two people in the carriage. Shen Mengxi could only see a flash of cold light in front of him, and just before he could close his eyes, he heard a metallic crash, and the arrow was bounced off and slammed into the ground of the carriage.

"Let's go, they've made a move. Han Luyao said coldly, she turned the dagger in her hand in a circle, held it back, and there was a trace of murderous intent in her eyes.

After speaking, she kicked her legs, and the whole person rushed out of the door curtain like an arrow off the string, and Shen Mengxi could only see a residual image as soon as she opened her eyes.

Outside the camel cart, Han Lu Yao jumped up high, turned around, and there was a circle of bandits around the camel cart, his eyes widened in surprise, and he looked up at her.

Han Luyao landed lightly on the carriage and looked down at the bandits condescendingly. There were about 30 people, straddled the horses, and surrounded the camel cart tightly.

Han Luyao looked at them, the pupils above the veil oozed sharpness, the dagger in his hand reflected a scorching light, and all the eyes of the scorching bandits were focused on her. Han Luyao's delicate body was just under the sun, and the bandits were frightened by this sudden woman, and they couldn't open their eyes because of the dazzling sunlight, and they all drew the knives on their waists.

The leader of the bandits had a thick layer of oil paint on his face, and his skin exposed to the sun was covered with sunburn marks. He danced the knife in his hand, bared his teeth, and whispered in the Western Regions: "Gan!

Behind him, a hot bandit pursed his lips, spoke in Western Regions, and said to him: "The second master, I don't look like it, how can there be a car to transport darts in a dart game?"

The second master frowned, raised his head and squinted, and said to the bandit behind him: "You go, ask her in Central Plains first." ”

The scorching bandit was ordered, pulled the horse's head, came to the front of the second master's house, looked at Han Luyao, and said in a skilled Central Plains dialect: "Hey, this is the territory of the Red Turban Army, everyone in the car came out, knelt on the ground, and ......"

Before he finished speaking, the voice of the scorching bandit suddenly stopped, and the people around him were startled, and the dagger in Han Luyao's hand was taken out of his hand before everyone had time to react, and it was inserted into his throat with lightning and flint, and it was neat.

The bandit's eyes widened, a whimper in his throat made a sound, blood gushed from his neck, and he shook his horse a few times before falling to the ground.

"Give it to me!" the second master roared in the Western Regions, and all the bandits scrambled to pull the horse's head, and the neighing of dozens of horses rang out at once, and the horse's hooves trampled the ground. Han Lu glanced casually and saw the coachman lying motionless by the camel's hooves, a large pool of blood oozing from under his body.

She frowned, tiptoed, jumped off the roof of the camel cart, and landed beside the fallen bandit, whose eyes widened and clutched his throat, his legs twitching uncontrollably.

Han Luyao crouched down and pulled the dagger out of his neck. The bandit groaned, and then stopped.

Around the camel cart, more than 30 bandits rode around the cart at a galloping speed, and the sharp knives in their hands flew up and down, dazzling.

A sharp knife slashed quickly from Han Luyao's neck, she gently dodged to the side, the blade swooped into the air, Han Luyao didn't look back, put a slender arm, and the bloody dagger in his hand was straight into the throat of the bandit who had just swung the knife. The bandit wailed and fell from his horse.

Han Luyao kicked his legs, and only an afterimage remained in place. Like a gust of wind, the afterimage flashed to the side of the bandit who was falling in mid-air, drew the dagger stuck in his throat, and then stepped on his body again, bounced up like an arrow off the string, and rushed to the other bandit, the dagger drew a long arc in the air, and a large cloud of blood splashed on the bandit's neck, and with a muffled grunt, he flew backwards from the horse's back several steps, rolled a few times and fell heavily to the ground.

In the midst of the flowing clouds, everyone only saw the long skirt churning in the air, so fast that they didn't have time to react. The second boss opened his mouth slightly, as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

Before it was over, Han Luyao fell from mid-air, leaned down on the hot yellow earth, the dagger in his hand flew flexibly in his hand, and sent forward, a horse under the crotch of a bandit stepped towards her, a cold light crossed, and the horse's two front hooves were cut off by Qiqi. With a shrill neigh, the tall horse twisted its body wildly in sharp pain, shaking off the bandit on the horse's back. Before everyone could come back to their senses, Han Luyao's terrifying figure rushed towards another bandit at a speed far different from ordinary people.

There was a sound of flesh tearing, and the dagger in Han Luyao's hand was inserted into the bandit's chest, and the huge force lifted him from the horse's back and fell heavily to the ground.

Han Luyao stepped on the body of the scorching bandit with one foot, and slowly stood up, with a few more drops of blood on his white face. Her eyes were still as calm as water.

A scorching bandit grabbed the horse's head, clenched the sharp knife in his hand, and burst out of his throat with a roar, killing Han Lu Yao, who was a few steps away. Han Luyao didn't react at all, like a live target standing still.

In an instant, the bandit had already rushed to Han Luyao's side, the horse's hooves were raised high, and the bandit raised the knife in his hand and slashed at Han Luyao's figure.

Swish. The blade made a sound in the air, and Han Luyao had long since disappeared, and the bandit was stunned, staring ahead with a surprised face, unable to believe his eyes.

Then, he felt a warm thing being caressed on the back of his neck, and before he could turn back, the cold dagger slowly came from behind him in front of his neck. The bandit glanced desperately at the second master not far away, but before he could speak, the dagger slashed his throat.

The bandits all stopped their horses in unison, with a look of disbelief on their faces, and a strong fear in their hearts, as if they were facing a devil from hell.

Cold sweat oozed from the palms of the second master, he stared fiercely at Han Luyao, who landed gently, forced himself to calm down, his legs were clamped between the horse's belly, and he shouted loudly to the surrounding bandits in Western Regions: "Give it to me!"

Hearing the order of the second master, several bandits around Han Luyao tightened the reins, raised their sharp knives, formed an encirclement around her, and rushed at the same time, Han Luyao glanced around slightly from the corner of his eye, and the dagger in his hand was still dripping blood on the ground.

The place where Han Luyao was standing turned into an afterimage, and the bandits could only see the long skirts flying up and down in front of their eyes. Their eyes didn't have time to react, and they watched as the afterimage leaped into the air. The dagger in the afterimage flashed with a cold glow.

Where the cold light crossed, blood splashed one after another.

The sound of daggers piercing through flesh was heard everywhere, and the wails of bandits were heard endlessly.

The second master stared intently at Han Luyao's figure, drove his horse to the crowd, raised his sharp knife high, and slashed at her as if he were ruthless.

Only a blink of an eye has passed. Han Luyao's figure appeared in front of him like a ghost, as if floating in mid-air. The second master's eyes widened, his mouth slightly open, and he looked at Han Luyao's cold face covered by a scarf. In the next second, a sharp dagger stabbed through his body, bringing out a large piece of flesh and blood backwards.

The second master's violently twisted expression seemed to be frozen, and his body stiffened, and he fell limply from his horse.

The rest of the bandits were so shocked by this scene that they couldn't speak, from the time they surrounded the camel cart to now, it was not more than half a pillar of incense, and the woman in front of them turned into an afterimage, and easily ended up with the names of more than ten bandits, and it was even easier to end up with the second master. They froze in terror. Han Lu fell to the ground, one of his forearms covered with blood and flesh, looking terrifying.

"Let's go...... Go!" one of the bandits stammered, pulled his horse's head, and was about to retreat, and the rest of the bandits also retreated. Ignoring what was happening behind them, they rode their horses quickly and rushed towards the hills from which they had come.