Ang Zhe believes that he is the second prince, and although he is killed, he should also enjoy a thick burial and cannot be lonely.

Thinking of this, Ang Zhe said: "In this case, please ask the general to bury this girl with me." ”

General Hummy replied, "I will live up to the prince's trust." With a wave of his hand, the six people behind him pulled out their scimitars and attacked Ang Zhe.

Ang Zhe is worthy of being a brave man, he has reached the end of his rope, but he still does not give up resistance.

With only one pair of feet and one steel hook, fight with six people.

General Hummi took the longbow from his back, drew it into a full moon, and shot it at Ang Zhe.

If this arrow hits, Hu Yan and Ang Zhe will definitely be skewered into a sugar gourd, and they will really die on the same day, the same month, and the same year.

At the moment when the arrow was off the string, Ang Zhe suddenly raised his hand and threw Hu Yan to the eaves.

Hu Yan's body flipped in the air and rolled down on the eaves.

The sharp arrow in General Hummy's hand burst through the air and shot into Ang Zhe's chest with an irresistible force, moving his body back three feet and nailing it directly to the wall.

General Hummy bent his bow again and aimed it at Hu Yan on the eaves.

But I saw her poking her head down from the eaves and looking down at Ang Zhe.

Ang Zhe slowly raised his head and looked at Hu Yan.

Looking at each other, Ang Zhe grinned, looking a little evil, a little ruthless, and a little indescribable. He opened his trembling lips and said hoarsely, "Get out." ”

Hu Yan asked: "Don't you want to die on the same day, the same year, the same month, and the same year as me?" ”

Ang Zhe's eyes glowed with a scorching light, and he joked: "I'm afraid of ...... Be your ...... yourself Cough...... Accompany...... Funerary goods. ”

General Hummy shot an arrow, Hu Yan turned over slightly, dodged the extremely imposing cold arrow, and disappeared after leaving four words. She said, "This fart makes sense. ”

Whoever is the master and who is the servant, you must distinguish clearly. Those who are plundered are not necessarily slaves, and those who hold sharp blades are not necessarily masters.

General Hummy's arrow, piercing through Yang in a hundred steps, can break through the boulder, but it was easily dodged by a woman!

General Hummy's arrow, although it only used five points of skill, its power was really amazing, and as a result, it only slashed through the air, not to mention Hu Yan, not even a single bird feather was shot down. He is known as the first warrior, and the arrow never misses, so it is really unacceptable to fail. General Hummy was furious, leaving only one sentence: "Clean up!" So he jumped directly on the eaves to chase Hu Yan.

In the courtyard, those who were injured by Ang Zhe all died at the hands of the barbarians.

Master Chen was so frightened that he peed his pants, and crawled to He Xianling's side and woke him up.

He Xianling knew that General Hummy would clean up the insiders, but he relied on the eyeliner that the eldest prince Tuota placed in the Central Plains, so he gritted his teeth and straightened up, pretending to be fearless, and communicated with everyone in the tribal language, so that they could leave Master Chen's life and declare that he was his own person.

The six sword-wielding men could not call the shots, so they could only bypass the two and continue to slash and kill the others, and wait for General Hummy to come back to call the shots.

There was a cruel smile on the corner of Ang Zhe's mouth, which was not only mocking his temporary soft-heartedness, but also feeling ridiculous that he had died at the hands of his own people. His consciousness was blurring, and he remembered when he was a child. What good brothers he and Topa were. Riding horses together, whistling together, wrestling together, eating together, having a woman together. When did they become intolerant of each other? Is it because of the father's appreciation, or because of the girl's smile back? Why...... The girl's face turned into a bearded face? Sometimes wrinkled like an old woman, sometimes full of youth like flowers?

Hu Yan......

Hu Yan......

Ang Zhe realized that at the end of his life, what he was thinking about was that ruthless woman!

Is Hu Yan a ruthless person?

Absolutely.

However, compared to being ruthless, she is more of a woman who takes care of the overall situation.

Ang Zhe's eldest brother patted people to kill Ang Zhe, which can only show that Ang Zhe is good enough to threaten his status. If she saves Angzhe and Angzhe returns to the barbarian tribe, in the next three years, they will definitely fight endlessly, but they can ensure that the border of the Central Plains is worry-free, so that the people of Li can live a few years of free and happy life, for her, it is a gesture, but for the people, they have to burn incense and worship the Buddha to thank God. Such merit should be accumulated. As for the personal grievances between her and Ang Zhe, they seem so insignificant in front of the people's peace and contentment. Hu Yan is the person who will repay him, but he is also the person who can distinguish the situation the most. It is said that there is a big tolerance, although there is no two taels of meat on her chest, but her chest is really not ordinary big. If in the future, she changes her name to Yourong, it is okay.

Hu Yanwan smiled, moved his sour hands and feet, slowly punched a set of punches in the dark night, and when his limbs could move normally, he retracted his posture and returned to He Xianling's courtyard like a dexterous cat.

Ang Ze's breath was already vague, but he seemed to feel something, slowly raised his head, and looked at Hu Yan who went and returned, like a fairy who came from the waves, with fluttering clothes and independence. She doesn't have any ornaments on her head, and she only has soft milky white clothes on her body, clean and elegant, but she is a unique existence.

At this moment, Ang Zhe actually felt that the Red Lotus Venerable Lord was right to regard Hu Yan as a fierce rival. Such a woman can control the overall situation quietly, and she can also endure in every way to achieve her goal.

Ang Zhe half-opened his eyes and looked at Hu Yan standing not far away, looking at himself. Her eyes were shallow, but with a bit of arrogance and contempt, as if mocking him for falling into this field.

Ang Ze couldn't understand why Hu Yan was still lying on his car and pretending to be bad at walking since he was already able to stand and walk. At this moment, seeing Hu Yan's proud figure, he finally figured out that she was here to kill him. Look, look, her body has obviously recovered, but she is allowed to get on and off the carriage with him. I must take revenge for his abuse.

It's not pleasant to think about, but it's reassuring. It would be a good result for him to die at her hands.

Hu Yan walked towards Ang Ze, and before he knew it, he killed the two people in charge of guarding Ang Zhe, and then pulled out the cold arrow that shot into the wall, and turned around to resist it on his shoulder. She held Angzhe's body in one hand and a cold arrow in the other, like carrying a boar wounded by an arrow, and left with Angzhe with a leisurely pace.

So lightweight, so easy.

Ang Ze was attacked by severe pain and regained some consciousness, but when he saw Hu Yan's posture clearly carrying him, he only felt suffocated in his breath, rolled his eyes, and completely passed out.

When General Hummi returned, he realized that he had fallen for a little woman from the Central Plains to divert the tiger from the mountain!

Of course, if he had known that it was the famous high priest who designed him, he would not have been so angry that he would vomit blood and die.

Hu Yan half-lifted and half-carried Ang Zhe to a secluded place, threw him directly into the corner, and then stepped on Ang Zhe's chest with one foot, holding a cold arrow in one hand, and pulled it out hard!

Simple, brutal, cruel.

Although, Ang Zhe temporarily changed his mind and let her go. However, this cannot be exchanged for her tenderness. Without Ang Zhe's pre-death kindness, she also has a way to come and go in style. If everyone can put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, then everyone should simply become evildoers. As long as you leave a glimmer of kindness in the end, you will become a Buddha, which is better than so many people who practice hard and suffer a lot but can't pass the love word level after all, and end up becoming a demon.

Hu Yan found that she had improved.

Such a simple shortcut to becoming a Buddha and crossing demons was found by her, it was simply too easy and easy.

Hu Yan hooked his lips and smiled, threw the cold arrow, and reached out to probe Ang Zhe's breath.

No.

Hu Yan frowned slightly. In the middle of the night, in order to save him, she got a whole body of blood to carry people here, if he was out of breath, wouldn't she be tired in vain?

This will not work.

Hu Yan reached out again to probe Ang Zhe's pulse, noticed the slight fluctuations, and was overjoyed, put away all the things that looked valuable on Ang Zhe's body, threw away the steel hook he put on his hand, took off his coat, and then carried the person on his back again, directly found a "chrysanthemum pavilion", threw it to the back door, turned around and left. That action is absolutely chic and neat, with a little brisk throwing off the package.

Anyway, in her opinion, Ang Zhe can live the best, and it is not a pity to die. João was alive, and he was no less tormented here than he had ever suffered. Very good; If he dies, they will be counted. No matter how you calculate it, she doesn't lose.

As for He Xianling, she wanted him to live a few more days, and it was best to recuperate his spirits and meet later. It's not terrible to die, just close your eyes. The scary thing is...... Live in fear.

Although her body has recovered six or seven points now, she can't stand the toss. She wanted to give a big gift to He Xianling, so she naturally had to recuperate, and she couldn't let He Xianling feel that her skills were inferior to others.

As for Qiaomei, Hu Yan believes that she did escape. Hu Yan inspected He Xianling's courtyard and found a bloodstained wooden stick at the door of the firewood room. Presumably, she is rushing to Liuhe County to find Qu Nanyi.

The duck boy got the news that there was a dead man at the door of his house, and he hurriedly ran out to check. Looking at this, I found that Ang Zhe still had a breath. He didn't want to care about the life or death of others, for fear of causing trouble for himself, but seeing that Ang Zhe looked good and had a kind of exotic style, he estimated that some men who wanted to try it would like it, so he had a thief's mind, and took advantage of no one to see it, and hurriedly picked up the person back to the "Chrysanthemum Pavilion", secretly picked up the steel hook in Ang Zhe's hand, and hid it, so he found a familiar doctor to treat him one or two, and the dead horse was a live horse doctor.

It's not that the duck is bold enough, it's really a big deal in this small county, as long as you use the money, it's really not a big deal to kill one or two people.

Yagong didn't know that the person he took in was the person he was looking for by the county commander He Jing, and He Jing didn't know whether the person who was rescued by Hu Yan was alive or dead. Of course, no matter whether you live or die, you must find Ang Zhe, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable. Ay...... Who would have thought that the woman who looked like she was paralyzed and couldn't move would be so powerful, what a miscalculation.

After a purge, there are not many people available in He County's order. On the one hand, he had to deal with the aftermath, and on the other hand, he had to send people to find Ang Zhe, and for a while, he was unskilled and messy.

General Hummy's identity has been exposed, and he is afraid that he will be told by Hu Yan, so he leads people to search for Hu Yan everywhere, vowing to shoot her again and save his reputation and confidence. For days, he had been depressed. I always felt that the arrow shot at Hu Yan was a little biased, which led to a failure.