Cool breeze.

It blows so much that people squint.

While everyone was waiting, the little county lord Zhao Min slowly stomped over with a sword in his hand.

Her steps were slow, as if each step required a great deal of strength. From afar, it looks like a fair lady strolling in.

Well?

With his eyes wide, Fan Yao looked at the figure of Zhao Min, the little county lord in the distance, in surprise, and there was a trace of confusion in the depths of his eyes. Based on his understanding of the little county lord Zhao Min for so many years, Zhao Min is not a traditional woman, not the so-called lady.

This pace ...... She didn't bother to go.

But in front of you!

Wiping his eyes, Fan Yao found that he was not dazzled, and he was not mistaken, the girl who strolled and stamped with elegant steps was the little county lord Zhao Min. This strange contradiction made Fan Yao affirm the speculation in his heart before.

In the blink of an eye, the little county lord walked in front of everyone, and after her eyes stayed on Fan Yao's body for a while, she looked at the corpse of the sweaty BMW that had been collected expressionlessly. After watching it for a long time, Zhao Min opened his mouth and ordered: "Just bury it here, after all, it has been with me for several years." ”

Soon.

The orders given by the lord were faithfully carried out by the soldiers.

After a period of busy work, the body of the bloody BMW was buried in this mountain forest, and some people even cut down a tree and dug out a wooden board from it, on which it was written that this was the tomb of the little county lord. As for Zhao Min, she had been quietly watching these soldiers busy without any movement.

Side.

Fan Yao kept looking at the little county lord in front of him, as if he wanted to see something different from the other party.

When the tomb was finished, Zhao Min didn't say anything superfluous, she just pulled out the sword in her hand, and then stuck it in front of the tomb, and then turned to leave.

From beginning to end, the little county lord Zhao Min didn't say anything, and kept silent so weirdly.

At this time, when the soldier next to him saw the little county master leaving, he immediately patted his ass, and a good horse was led up. It's just that what happened next made everyone stunned, and a group of soldiers were terrified.

Hiss!

When he was three feet close to the little lord, the horse began to move like crazy, broke free from the ropes of the soldier's hands, and ran away.

“……”

Blinking, Zhao Min's expression was a little stunned at this moment.

This abrupt scene frightened the soldier who led the horse half to death, and the horse was disrespectful to the county lord. The man tried to hold on to the horse to quiet it, but the horse broke free as if it had gone mad, and the soldier fell to the ground and ran out.

Airplanes!

There was a loud bang.

The bowstring sounded, and the feather arrows shot out, nailed directly to the horse's neck, and sank into it, leaving a little of the arrow feathers to tremble outside.

Syllable!

Muddy dust splashes.

The fleeing steed tumbled to the ground under this arrow, and was killed by an arrow, sliding far away by inertia, dragging a long trail.

It was the commander who had just arrived to make the shot.

The bowstring in his hand was still vibrating.

Turning over and dismounting, he first gave the soldier who was getting up a horse whip, and after he was drenched in blood, he bowed down and said: "It's the subordinates who are ignorant and let the crazy horse startle the county lord, and please forgive the county lord." ”

Good archery!

Fan Yao sighed in his heart, he was not surprised by this, after all, the Mongols are a people on horseback, and they can sit in the position of a thousand commanders, and they need to be at least excellent in archery. Such a scene did not make Fan Yao too emotional.

As for the rumored Jebe......

There seemed to be one or two people in the palace who had probably reached this level, but he rarely saw the other party make a move. In comparison, among the Han people, there are very few people who have high attainments in archery.

And this is the most powerful thing about the Mongols.

However, they completely swept through the eight directions with the combination of horses and archery, and the most important thing for the Holy Sect to succeed was to defeat their strongest point.

His eyes were slightly condensed, Zhao Min shook his head and smiled, but he didn't care, and said with a smile: "Since it's a crazy horse, forget it." Besides, I also want to enjoy this great country, because I suddenly found that as the lord of the county, I have never seriously seen this splendid mountains and rivers. ”

"Let's walk back!"

"Kutoutuo!"

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be stunned.

What is the ......

It sounds reasonable, but it doesn't seem to make sense, and it always feels a little far-fetched.

But everyone didn't dare to talk much, just as the little county lord Zhao Min wanted to appreciate this great river and mountain. The commander even conceived and combined words in his heart for a long time, and he couldn't find a few good words when he searched his stomach, so he could only give up the idea of patting the horse's ass, he was afraid of slapping the horse's hooves.

As for Kutouta, he has always been dumb in the eyes of everyone.

No one expected his answer.

Fan Yao looked around blankly, indicating that he didn't have any objections, but in his heart, the alarm bell was raised to the top. Because Fan Yao knew very well that the horse that was killed by the commander's arrow was definitely not a crazy horse.

The horse was frightened.

Animals are psychic, and in many cases, they are more sensitive than humans.

Obviously, the horse was only afraid that it felt great terror from the little county lord Zhao Min, which forced a domesticated horse to flee like crazy.

What is more in this little county lord?

Everyone around didn't feel it, even if Fan Yao had extremely contradictory doubts in his heart, he couldn't say it at all. In fact, the identity of the dumb man just gave Fan Yao the best talisman in the palace.

Because he doesn't talk nonsense.

The same is true for now.

It's just that Fan Yao has been uneasy in his heart at the moment. He had the illusion that the person standing in front of him was both a small county lord and not a small county lord.

Was the previous plan cancelled?

The choice is circling in his heart, and Fan Yao knows that one of his choices will determine his final outcome.

If you continue to go undercover in the Ruyang Palace, then the danger will increase, especially after the inexplicable changes have occurred in the little county lord.

If you leave? Fan Yao was unwilling.

After pondering for a long time, Fan Yao finally made his own choice in his heart, he wanted to continue to go undercover by the side of the little county lord, and he wanted to understand what had happened to Zhao Min. He had a slight instinct that from today onwards, in the Ruyang Palace, among the so-called golden nobles of the entire Mongols, Zhao Min would become the most dangerous figure.

Maybe...... From today on, the former little county lord Zhao Min no longer exists, and an unknown monster is born.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, I prefer to go to the tiger mountains!

“……”

Zhao Min, the little county lord who was walking in front, suddenly turned his head, glanced at Kutoutuo who was following him, retracted his gaze thoughtfully, and then muttered to himself in a voice that only she could hear.

"Malice?"

It was accompanied by the slightly raised corners of the mouth of the little county lord Zhao Min.

……

A valley.

The disciples of the Ming Sect who are all over the mountains are surrounding this place.

In the middle of the valley, Yue Yuan looked at the movements of the Ming Sect disciples in front of him expressionlessly, and behind him stood a line of Ming Sect high-ranking people side by side, among which Liu Ji and Zhang Zhongshi walked in the front, one holding a compass in his hand.

Soon, under the busy work of a group of Mingjiao disciples, the ground was dug three feet into the ground, and a big pit was dug out alive.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, the Ming Sect disciple unveiled more than a dozen large boxes from the ground.

After opening them one by one, except for Yue Yuan, everyone else was stung in the eyes by the oncoming golden light. A group of masters, at this time, all became hillbillies who had never seen the world. And here, it's just an insignificant small stronghold of the Blue Dragon Society.