When the sound arrived, a charming lady in Yan Zhao's eyes had already appeared in front of him, the woman was wearing a green cheongsam with a black collar and a large golden peony pattern, with a string of high-grade emerald green and round jade beads hanging in front of the placket, a big bun on her head, red phoenix eyes, high eyebrows, and a light brown mole on the lower right side of her nose, wasn't it Li Lingxiu, the daughter-in-law of his dead son?

Yan Zhao was angry, once upon a time, it was the turn of her daughter-in-law to talk to her so openly, and then she looked at the maid behind Li Lingxiu who was decorated with emerald flowers on her head, and Zhu Jue hung her shoulders, but she didn't look at herself properly, and forced her anger and said, "What happened? How can you come here, don't you know what this place is?"

Li Lingxiu pretended to be scared and said, "Oh, my father-in-law, my father-in-law Yan, you are so fierce, you want to scare your daughter-in-law's guts!" The maid next to her smiled with her teeth tinkling. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yan Zhao is the most taboo for others to call him father-in-law behind his back, and even more ruthlessly calls him father-in-law Yan, because he is indeed a father-in-law, he has been a father-in-law for more than 20 years, and today his daughter-in-law can still talk about his father-in-law, but he is so blatantly and unscrupulously called him Yan's father-in-law.

Yan Zhao was furious, and his body burst into flames after losing his calm and judgment, and he shouted in his mouth: "Slut!

Li Lingxiu was laughing, like a girl's slender and soft waist trembling, and said, "Daughter-in-law is so scared!" At the same time, hundreds of arrows suddenly burst out from around the felt tent and behind Li Lingxiu, the arrows were golden arrows, and the arrows were cold, and they actually shot towards every pore of Yan Zhao's body, including Wan Zihou.

Yan Zhao's body shot into the air for a moment, and cold sweat was already oozing from his body, and he realized in his heart that this Li Lingxiu was clearly prepared, and he was determined to shoot himself. However, Yan Zhao sneered in his heart, how could he help himself with the benefits of this golden arrow, and his whole body used his strength to spread a wild word 'defense' around his body, but he regarded the golden arrow as nothing, and his body rose again, and rushed straight towards Li Lingxiu.

People are always like this, they rarely care about people or things they are too familiar with, and naturally they will not be on guard.

Therefore, they will not care about the people who have been silently caring about them who have been by their side, and they will not care about the people and things that they are already familiar with and can no longer be familiar with.

Yan Zhao suddenly found that the golden arrow was no longer the golden arrow he was familiar with on weekdays, and the speed of the golden arrow on weekdays was not so fast, which was not the most important thing, because the golden arrow did not shoot into his body at the moment it touched his body, but it made a sound like a firecracker, and then the arrow suddenly emitted a ball of light, and then later, what he heard was the explosion of explosives.

In an instant, Yan Zhao's front chest and back had been injured in four places, Yan Zhao hadn't seen himself bleeding for a long time, and suddenly the word 'death' flashed in Yan Zhao's heart. The word 'defense' under the cloth around the body was already fragmented, and as soon as the defense line was broken, Yan Zhao laughed wildly, and the natural red pea-sized mole in the center of his eyebrows in the wild laughter actually became blood red, and the left arm, which seemed to be stiff on weekdays, was unusually flexible at this moment, flying and twisting in all directions, and the golden arrow shot on the left arm actually made a clanging sound of metal, and it turned out that the left arm was actually made of stainless steel.

Wan Zihou also relied too much on his 'Red Flame Panlong Divine Skill', and was injured by four or five explosions when he was caught off guard.

Although the two of them could be kept safe for a while, it was difficult to hold on for long, and all the eyes could see were these golden arrows, and everything that could be ignited in the felt tent was burning violently.

Wan Zihou and Yan Zhao looked around the felt tent, and saw that there were more than 4,000 infantry and cavalry under the leadership and command of Yan Zhao's 36 cavalry, and Yan Zhao's own soldiers had either been killed or had turned against each other.

After a closer look, in addition to Ji Tianyu, Mu Zimo and Lu Zhanpeng, the three of the 'Xingqing Eight Jun' were all among them, Wan Zihou said: "Xingqing Bajun****** why didn't he capture Ren Piaoping's kid, but rebelled here!"

Yan Zhao saw the situation clearly, and there were some heroes at the end of the road, and said: "It's not just Xingqing Bajun, haven't you seen Yu Zehao, Mianyucheng, Chenghao, Uncle Sun Yinming and other people? Aren't they also the people of the Thirty-six Horsemen, and all ****** have rebelled!"

Wan Zihou said: "It's just that you trusted Yan Zhao Thirty-six Cavalry too much at the beginning, and even gave them all the military power of the 24th Route Column, and now it's a good ......."

Yan Zhao said: "The key is the ambition of Li Lingxiu's mother and son, the old man is too soft-hearted, and he always thinks that he is ......" sighed as he spoke.

Wan Zihou waved the long sword in his hand and said in surprise: "Old Wan, don't think I'm talking ugly, hasn't Li Lingxiu been very good to you since your son died******?

Yan Zhao danced the left arm made of stainless steel and said, "This ****, hey!

Li Lingxiu shouted loudly outside the felt tent: "If you can't shoot him, you have to burn him to death, burn this eunuch who is inferior to beasts, since the poor husband of the slave family died in battle, this old thing has been fighting the idea of the slave family." As he spoke, he cried sadly.

This is for the generals, and the so-called famous teacher is this reason.

The maid behind Li Lingxiu said on the side: "Yes, shoot him, shoot this beast, once the slave heard the old immortal say that the fat water does not flow into the fields of outsiders, if the lady does not obey, the beast will kill the second son!"

The eyes of the masses are sometimes not bright, but the crowd is the most common.

When all the soldiers heard this, they were so angry that they raised their spears and broadswords in their hands and shouted: "Shoot him, shoot him, burn him, burn him!"

The golden arrows on the ground in front of and behind Yan Zhao and Wan Zihou had already piled up into a small mountain, which was one meter high. Yan Zhao was furious and said, "Brother Wan, you are the queen of your palace for me, I will go and split this slut who reverses black and white and stirs up right and wrong!"

Although Wan Zihou said that he was reckless by nature and did things roughly, he saw it more clearly than Yan Zhao when he was outside the bureau at the moment, and said categorically: "Old Yan, don't, don't fall for that mother-in-law's tricks!"

Yan Zhao said dejectedly: "I think that at the beginning, this slut seduced the old man again and again with a bit of grace, but the old man categorically refused, but now I actually bite back and dirty my innocence in my life!"

Wan Zihou said: "It turns out that there is such a thing, but I am afraid that the slut will hate because of love!"

The golden arrows in front of the two of them were piled up half a foot higher, and Yan Zhao said: "I'm afraid that the main reason is not here, she seduces the old man just because of her evil seed Yan Batian!"

Wan Zihou was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand much, but he didn't bother to ask again, after all, it was important to save his life at the moment, and the golden arrows around him were piled up higher and higher, just enough to block most of the golden arrows that were shot, and the pressure on defense was much less, so he said in a low voice: "Lao Yan, you keep an eye on the point first, I'll get a way out, and I'll leave the green mountains without fear of no firewood!"

Yan Zhao knew that Wan Zihou had his own set of skills for escaping in the desert, so he said in a low voice: "It's okay!" In his right hand, he took the long sword in Wan Zihou's hand and blocked the arrows from all sides, but Wan Zihou took out a seven-inch-long dagger from his arms and slashed towards the bluestone ground.

At this moment, Li Lingxiu said in a loud voice: "All the soldiers know that in the past few decades, the old thief has coerced the Son of Heaven to order the princes, saying that it is to reproduce the majesty of my Great Xia in the past, but in fact, it is for his own desires, to eliminate dissidents, and to kill Zhongliang, brothers, do you think this old thief should be killed?!"

If you want others to believe your lies, the best way is to have seven or eight out of ten sentences that are false, and don't forget to add two or three sentences that are true.

Obviously, Li Lingxiu is well versed in the mystery, and as soon as this remark comes out, the effect is more convincing than the previous words, because at this moment, Yan Zhao's ears are not only the endless angry scolding, curses, the sound of golden arrows flying through the air, the sound of explosions, and the whistling sound of the silver spear and scimitar.

Yan Zhao has gradually regained his usual calm at this moment, and he is not angry, first, he is waiting, waiting for this kind of arrow that is no longer a golden arrow to be shot, after all, the arrow will always be finished, second, he is thinking, thinking about Yan Wushuang and Yan Yuntian, if this kind of golden arrow is used to kill the two of them, the result must be more auspicious, third, he is asking, why didn't Li Lingxiu's evil seed Yan Batian appear? Could it be that there will be something more important than killing himself?

The dagger in Wan Zihou's hand sharpened iron like clay, and in a moment, he cut the extremely hard five-inch thick bluestone out of a hole that was just the size of enough for him to pass through.

Li Lingxiu's maid was extremely sharp-eyed, and said in a low voice: "Madam, madam! No, why is that white-bearded man gone!"

Li Lingxiu said slowly: "Oh, it's really gone!" There was no trace of surprise in her tone.

The maid didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Li Lingxiu's gourd, so she didn't dare to ask more, but she just looked at it again and exclaimed, "Madame, Madam, that old thief is gone!"

Sure enough, at this moment, Wan Zihou and Yan Zhao both disappeared without a trace.

Unexpectedly, Li Lingxiu actually laughed, and said hatefully: "Yan Zhao, you will also have today!" and then said coldly: "Come on, give the prepared things to our grandfather Yan!"

I saw dozens of people quickly flash out behind the archers, each carrying a large wooden barrel in their hands, walked to the entrance of the cave, and poured out a black viscous liquid from the barrel, the smell was very pungent, and poured straight into the hole, so dozens of people went back and forth about seven or eight times.

Li Lingxiu saw that the timing was about the same, covered her nose and walked to the entrance of the cave and squatted, the cave was pitch black, and she couldn't see anything clearly, so she listened carefully, and seemed to be able to hear the two of them talking, and then there was the sound of coughing and cursing, Li Lingxiu laughed, stood up, lit the fire fold, turned around, and threw the fire fold into the hole without looking back, and quickly walked away.

Although Li Lingxiu said that she didn't know martial arts, she walked extremely fast, even so, she hadn't walked a foot away. There was a loud bang behind him, as if ten thunderbolts sounded on the shore of this beautiful Moon Lake at the same time, followed by a monstrous heat wave gushing out from the mouth of the bursting hole, accompanied by the thick smoke billowing into the sky, Li Lingxiu was already forced out of three feet away by the heat wave, but fortunately was caught by an archer.

Everyone was shocked, the sky had begun to rain 'rain', black rain, two miles from the Moon Lake, overwhelming, the black rain fell on everyone's bodies, hands, arms, faces, black, sticky, pungent. Originally, most people were dark-skinned, but now they have become completely black, from top to bottom, from head to toe, only the whites of the eyes and teeth are terrifying.

Suddenly, Li Lingxiu came back to her senses from the panic she had created, laughed, and said, "That old thief must be gone!"

......

Yan Yuntian was looking at a woman at the moment, a woman who was even more beautiful than the azalea in front of him, and this woman had a name as beautiful as her: Murong Shuai!

This morning, Yan Yuntian walked out of Yan Zhao's felt tent, went straight to Mu Zimo's felt tent, and conveyed Yan Zhao's order to the 'Xingqing Bajun' and specially explained not to hurt Xiao Zhen, when he returned, he couldn't help but look twice when passing through the felt tent of the second son, and he saw Murong Shuai who was waving to him not far away.

Murong Shuai was dressed in light green, wearing a purple trimmed stand-up collar green thin shirt, tight green thin pants, and a goose-yellow belt around her waist.

Murong Shuai and Yan Yuntian grew up together since childhood, childhood sweethearts, and the two had no guesses, but in the past year or two, because their father Murong Zefang and the second son were relatively close, they did everything possible to obstruct the two from coming and going, which was a little estranged, but secretly the relationship between the two was still very good, and Murong Shuai still carried Murong Zefang to Yan Yuntian's island in the lake from time to time to play.

Yi Yan Yuntian didn't even think about it, walked lightly, and when he arrived in front of her, he said with a smile: "Is it that you can't go to the island in the middle of the lake if you miss me now, so you are waiting for me here!"

In the past, Murong Shuai must have said with a smile, 'Poor mouth', but today she didn't seem to hear what Yan Yuntian was saying at all, her face was serious, and she said, "Brother Yuntian, I have something to talk to you about, and in a quarter of an hour, we'll see you in the old place of 'Cuckoo Valley'!" After speaking, she left in a hurry.

Yan Yuntian looked at the delicate back of Murong Shuai, who had always been obedient to his words and gentle breezle, and felt a sense of loss in his heart, and was looking down to think about it, when he suddenly heard Murong Shuai's anxious urging voice, and said, "Brother Yuntian, what are you doing there? Why don't you hurry up and prepare!"

Yan Yuntian looked up, and Murong Shuai's green figure had already turned a yurt and disappeared.

Yan Yuntian was a little puzzled for a while, how strange Murong Shuai was today, but he didn't have time to think about it carefully, because the Rhododendron Valley was still more than thirty miles west of Moon Lake, so he had to prepare the necessary things for desert travel such as horses, water, and food.

Unexpectedly, after he arrived, he waited for a full hour, and then Murong Shuai rode a horse and swayed over slowly. At this moment, although Murong Shuai in Yan Yuntian's eyes was more beautiful than the azalea in front of him, he still couldn't stop getting angry and said, "What the hell is going on with you? You know that I don't want to wait for anyone!"