Huai Xiaoyu suddenly threw herself into his arms, Song Yuchen frowned slightly, he felt her body trembling slightly, Song Yuchen still didn't make a sound after all. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that he doesn't know where to put his two hands.

Seeing that Huai was weak and rainy, the old watcher and the burly man in black armor exhaled.

Before Steward Jin and the more than 100 officers and soldiers under his command could fully react, they suddenly felt the ground under their feet throb, and this feeling of beating became stronger and stronger.

Including Liu Fengyuan and Wang Longhuan, who had just been injured, the five black-clothed people from the Soul Tomb couldn't help but raise their eyebrows.

On the mountain road, a group of high-headed light horsemen with a number of about 100 suddenly appeared, and like the burly man who appeared first, these more than 100 people were all dressed in black light armor, and wore a horse chopping knife that was a foot longer than an ordinary knife.

After galloping up the mountain to this place, the hundred horsemen instantly dispersed in an orderly manner, surrounding everyone in it, and then suddenly stopped, their movements were uniform, as if exuding an indifferent and murderous aura, which was suffocating.

In the crowd, the biggest reaction was not the five people of Liu Fengyuan, nor the officers and soldiers of the Yamen of Jiangling Mansion, but the Prime Minister of Xishu, Wen Yongting.

Wen Yongting was very familiar with the unique aura exuded by this group of light horses in front of him, and even appeared often in his dreams.

"Jing Nanjun!" Wen Yongting's internal qi machine quietly stirred in his abdomen, and at the same time, his eyes suddenly became cold.

Back then, it was the Jingnan Army that broke through the gate of Xishu Kingdom, burned down the Xishu Palace, and destroyed the Xishu Kingdom with the same hundred horsemen in front of him.

The nearly 100 officers and soldiers of the yamen did not dare to come out one by one, although they did not know who the person who came, but the bloody aura was too terrifying. Although in terms of numbers, the two sides are about the same, about 100 people, but no one doubts that if they fight with those guys who wear sabers at their waists, they will definitely be killed in an instant.

When the hundred horsemen, who were as imposing as heavenly soldiers and demons, turned over and dismounted, and knelt down on one knee in the direction of Huai Xiaoyu, everyone, including Song Yuchen, was stunned in place.

Immediately afterward, the burly man also knelt down on one knee, and his voice exploded like thunder, "The last general, Wei Geng, see the second county lord." ”

The three words "Second County Lord" were like a heavy hammer, striking on the hearts of no one.

Looking at the entire south, except for the invincible Jingnan Army in the Spring and Autumn War, who can have this kind of courageous momentum, and then contact the three words "Second County Lord", even fools can guess that the second county lord in their mouth is not her, it is the little county lord of Jingnan Palace.

Steward Jin was buzzing in his head at that time, and his whole body was shaky, as if he had lost his soul, he was muttering in pieces: "It's over, it's over, everyone is dead this time." ”

Huai Xiaoyu, the little county lord of Jingnan Palace, still didn't seem to have recovered from Fang Cai's fright, and still buried his head in Song Yuchen's chest, whining in a low voice, which made people feel distressed when they heard it.

"The last general Wei Geng came late, and the second county lord was frightened, and he really deserved to die. The burly middle-aged man who called himself Wei Geng was still kneeling on the ground and did not get up.

He didn't get up, and the hundred black-armored light horsemen behind him didn't dare to get up.

There was silence outside the temple, except for the faint cry of the woman in the goose-yellow dress.

Song Yuchen glanced at the general who was almost about to knock his head into the ground, a little speechless, sighed, Song Yuchen gently patted the head of the woman in his arms.

"Huai Da Beauty, this son sees that you are also from a big family, won't you be embarrassed if you wipe my tears and snot?" Song Yuchen quipped with a wry smile.

He already had a headache for a woman, and it was still a little difficult for him to comfort a woman.

After finishing speaking, there was no response, which made Song Yuchen a little puzzled, but the next moment, there was a sharp pain in his chest, and Song Yuchen's face turned pale instantly, and he took a breath of cool air.

"You..." Song Yuchen grinned in pain, this little girl actually bit him the chest, mother, don't bring this.

Huai Xiaoyu finally raised his head, there were still a few pear blossoms left on his delicate face, glared at Song Yuchen fiercely, and said, "It's me, what's the drop?"

Song Yuchen was speechless.

He can be regarded as comprehending, it's okay not to offend women, especially women like the one with a terrifying background in front of him.

It is said that a woman turns her face like turning a book, Song Yuchen feels that this sentence is not wrong at all, no, one moment ago she was crying with pear blossoms and rain, but the next moment she changed her appearance, only to see Wei Geng, who was kneeling on one knee with a weak rain, and said in a calm voice: "General Wei's words are serious, I don't have nothing to do, the general and all of you should please hurry up." ”

"Thank you, Second County Lord. Wei Geng said in a deep voice.

Waiting for the permission of Huai Weak Rain, everyone got up.

After getting up, Wei Geng then set his eyes on the Tsing Yi scholar, and Wei Geng, who had never been smiling, greeted with a rare smile, as if thanking the Tsing Yi scholar for saving his little master's life.

Song Yuchen also nodded with a smile, which was regarded as a return to the other party's courtesy.

Wei Geng turned around, and the expression on his face suddenly returned to his usual indifference, especially at this time, his eyes were even more cold and scary. Wei Geng slowly looked around, his eyes met Liu Fengyuan and the others, and the thick smell of gunpowder exploded in an instant.

"Soul Mound?" Wei Geng's voice was indifferent, "I have heard that the people who come out of the Soul Mound are surprisingly bold, but what Wei Geng didn't expect was that he would dare to kill even my second county lord of Jingnan." ”

Liu Fengyuan had a headache, and he never thought that Wang Longhuan, this kid, would kill a woman in a good manner, and what was even worse was that this woman was actually the reckless baby daughter of King Huailutie of Jingnan.

But now that the matter has happened, there is no need for him Liu Fengyuan to do anything that can't even make amends, no matter what, the five of them represent the pilgrimage.

After quickly sealing several major acupuncture points near Wang Longhuan's wound, Liu Fengyuan said calmly: "The courage of the people who came out of the soul mound has always been not small, and you don't need to say this Wei Geng, as for what you just said about killing your second county lord, is there real evidence, has the second county lord been injured now?" Our soul mound was ordered by His Majesty to come here to arrest and kill the thief Wen Yongting, but we found that the second county lord of Jingnan Wangfu was with the thief, as for whether the second county lord was related to the thief, Liu didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't know, but I think, if this matter spreads to the palace, it must not be a good thing for King Jingnan, right?"

"Zheng..."Without Wei Geng opening his mouth to speak, the hundred Jingnan elites gathered outside everyone instantly drew their swords out of their sheaths.

The atmosphere is so tense that a bloody battle can break out at any moment.

Wei Geng pressed one hand on the scabbard, and with his thumb gently pushed the saber on his waist out of the scabbard three inches, and said in a deep voice: "Are you threatening our prince?"

Liu Fengyuan's heart froze, and he was about to speak, but he suddenly heard someone among the hundred elites speak: "Old man, think about it before you speak, otherwise even if you open your mouth, I'm afraid you won't be able to speak." ”

Liu Fengyuan's eyes were cold at that time, he Liu Fengyuan was a Soul Tomb Heaven-level master, and he was also one of the four Soul Tomb Orders, no matter where he went in the past, others saw him respectfully, how could anyone dare to talk to him like this.

Following the voice, I saw that the person who spoke just now was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old descendant, and unlike the rest of the Jingnan elites who were wearing black helmets, this person was wearing a silver-white helmet on his head.