"What! The fifty Mongolian soldiers I sent out were all killed before they reached Tongcheng County, so why can you Han people escape back, come on, pull out all the Han soldiers who fled back and behead me!"

In the city lord's mansion in Xianning, the Mongolian city lord with a full beard and a braided head was furious at this time, and the fifty Mongolian soldiers he sent out were all dead, why could these Han people come back, looking at the Han soldiers kneeling below, spitting frantically, as if they were going to drown the Han soldiers in saliva!

"Your Lord's Anger, Your Lord'......"

"Report, it's not good, the city lord, the Zade nobles in the east of the city, all of them were killed, and now the murderer has gone to the Huga nobles!"

"Grass, get out!"

A groveling short Han man beside the Mongolian city lord saw that the Han soldier was dragged down, and was about to comfort the Mongolian city lord, but he didn't think that a Mongolian soldier ran in and reported that a certain nobleman in the city had died, and suddenly the Mongolian city lord's anger that had not been extinguished was ignited again, and he raised his foot and kicked at the short Han man!

"Oops!"

The dwarf Han man wailed, and at the foot of the Mongolian city lord, he rolled to the ground, and wailed exaggeratedly, but the anger on the face of the Mongolian city lord who saw it disappeared a little, but then another messenger broke in from outside the door, and the face of the city lord who watched it was gloomy again, and before the city lord could speak, the messenger at the bottom should speak first!

"Report, it's not good for the city lord, the family of the Hugea nobles in the south of the city, the whole family has been killed, and the thief has already sent a poof to the city lord's mansion!"

Before the messenger could finish speaking, a black shadow fell from the sky and stepped on the top of the messenger's head, only to see a flash of gold, and the messenger bled through seven holes and fell to the ground and died!

However, the few people present did not pay their attention to the unlucky messenger, looking at the black shadow that jumped from the head of the messenger, it was actually a little girl about ten years old, with a delicate little face, and she wanted to make people pinch it, but the cold expression made people can't help but stay away!

The rough Mongolian city lord, looking at such Ren Yingying, couldn't help but be surprised in his anger, judging from the means of killing the messenger just now, this beautiful and a little cold Han girl is probably the culprit who killed many of her Mongolian compatriots, and wants to step forward and behead the other party, but she is also afraid of the other party's methods!

"You are the city lord of Xianning, I will now let you gather all the Mongols in Xianning here, otherwise I will make you feel the pain of internal forces eroding internal organs!"

Ren Yingying's face was expressionless, looking at the Mongolian city lord who was mixed with jealousy in anger and spoke flatly, after the experience of killing Mongolian nobles in the courtyard last time, Ren Yingying had already summed up, instead of looking for them one by one, it was better to forcibly gather all the Mongolians together and kill them through the supreme commander in the city, so that it was not only fast, but also clean, so after removing the mansions of two Mongolians on the way, she came directly to the city lord's mansion!

"Impossible! You, you still won't give it to me!"

Listening to Ren Yingying's words, the Mongolian city lord's face immediately changed, although he didn't believe that Ren Yingying alone could deal with all the Mongolians in Xianning, but he had been in a high position for a long time, and he subconsciously didn't want to obey Ren Yingying's orders, so he directly opened his mouth to refuse, and at the same time pointed to the short Han man who fell to the ground and wailed and the communication soldier who came in before, and shouted majestically!

"Ah, yes!"

"Oh, I can't get up, my lord!"

Just now Ren Yingying stepped on the scene of the communication soldier to death, they all saw it in their eyes, the Mongolian communication soldier was better, loyal to the city lord, although panicked, he still agreed to it, stood up, spread his hands, as if he was going to pounce on Ren Yingying, but the Han man who fell to the ground continued to wail and pretend to be seriously injured!

'Woohoo!'

"Ahh

Ren Yingying glanced at the two people, then turned back, took out two copper coins casually, and threw them at the two, with the blessing of Ren Yingying's internal force, I am afraid that even Zhang Sanfeng will have to face it carefully, not to mention the two who are not even third-rate, two screams, two wisps of cool breath into the body, and these two people will die before they can breathe!

'Seep!'

'Step!''Climb!'

The two younger brothers died in a blink of an eye, and the Mongolian city lord who saw it couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but behind him was his city lord's throne, how could he retreat, in the sound of Deng, he stopped helplessly, looked up at Ren Yingying, whose face remained unchanged, and spoke majestically!

"Han ghost, it's too late for you to leave now, otherwise it will be your death as soon as the army of my City Lord's Mansion arrives!"

"The army of the City Lord's Palace, are you talking about the group of Mongols outside? If so, then you don't have to wait, because I killed them before I came in!"

Ren Yingying said coldly, but it also put the Mongolian city lord's mind that was still waiting for the army to save him, but the army of the city lord's mansion was killed, and he did not have the strength to suppress that group of nobles, I am afraid that he, the city lord, will also exist in name only in the future, thinking of this, suddenly felt sad in his heart, and the Mongolian city lord, who was still thinking about how to escape, directly pulled out a scimitar on his waist, held the heart of death, and slashed at Ren Yingying!

'Whew!'

With a knife, maybe it is because of the will to die, the potential exploded, and the wind that whirred out of it, coupled with the power of the city lord for a long time, I am afraid that even the second-rate masters on the rivers and lakes will be killed by this knife under a carelessness!

However, Ren Yingying always maintained her calm for this knife, without the slightest emotion, as if she was not wielding a machete, but a straw, looking up at the Mongolian city lord with a hideous face, when the knife reached its peak, Ren Yingying finally made a move, a white little hand, blooming with a trace of golden light, as if she was slowly grabbing the machete!