Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Wang Fuzhi held a jade vase in his hand, looked at it carefully, and asked, Let her go?

Yes, we followed the plan, but she didn't let the guards take action. The kneeling person below lowered his head and replied.

She is indeed a shameless bitch. She can endure being insulted like this. What does Mr. Zhao say? Wang Fuzhi put down the jade bottle and asked.

Eldest Master Zhao said that fifty dead soldiers have been arranged to go over. The Ling family's guards are all on vacation. The people they are now will definitely not be the opponents of the Zhao family's dead soldiers. The servant replied.

Well, you send someone to keep an eye on it and report back if you find any results. Wang Fuzhi waved his hand to the servants to leave. Then he asked Wang Huilan, who was sitting behind the screen, How are you? Have you calmed down?

Hmph, we should just dip her in a pig cage in Bianjing. Wang Huilan snorted.

It's not much, but we still have to give the emperor some face. This bitch is cruel enough. If she gives a little reaction, our people can find excuses to arrest her. It's a pity. Wang Fuzhi sighed.

Why do you want to give the emperor face? Wang Huilan sneered and said, Even if you find excuses to arrest people, you still don't give the emperor face. Why can you do something today that you couldn't do a few days ago?

Sister, you also know that the emperor does whatever he is interested in. He remembered this a few days ago. There is no need for us to join in this bad luck. Now, huh, that old man is probably going to die in Liao Kingdom. How can I remember a merchant when the beauty I sent is on my bed? Wang Fuzhi said with a smile.

The slap mark on his face was hot and seemed to have been scratched. Yan San applied ice cubes on it and then said: That woman is an assassin, and her nails are poisonous. Fortunately, the assassin just wanted to humiliate her. If it was for her life from the beginning, Yan San shuddered unconsciously.

Fortunately, I am invulnerable to all poisons, so I will disappoint her. Ling Qingyu said with a smile. The fact that the Wang family dared to act cruelly in Bianjing showed that the emperor no longer cared about the Ling family. Her sixth sense was indeed correct. This kind of emperor is absolutely unreliable! Thinking of this, he said to Yan San: We must leave as soon as possible. Now that they have taken action, it will not be just such a childish trick.

Thirteen, tell the carriage behind you to speed up. Yan San raised his voice to the front of the carriage.

Shadow Thirteen handed the reins to Sum, and he jumped towards the carriages behind him and handed them over one by one.

The convoy galloped for more than an hour. After traveling dozens of miles, the horses began to tire and the speed dropped.

The roads near Bianjing are all straight official roads, but driving at such a fast speed still jolts the people in the car quite hard. Fortunately for Ling Qingyu and Shi Fang, they were used to being bumpy in the sea, but Han Zong couldn't stand it anymore and simply went out to ride horses.

Master, you can change your way. Han Hao rode up to Ling Qingyu's carriage and said. They discussed yesterday that their destination was to go to Yinzhou, but they should go south first to avoid being traced by anyone. According to Ling Qingyu's words, be careful to hold on to the boat for ten thousand years.

Okay. Ling Qingyu opened the curtains and said.

Before Ling Qingyu finished speaking, Yan San had already opened the car door and jumped out of the car, saying to Han Xie: Mr. Han, you go in. Thirteen, ask the cars behind to gather up.

What? Han Zong asked as he dismounted and got off the car obediently.

Some people are coming, quite a few. Yan Sandao said, handing the long sword to Ling Qingyu, and then drew out the dagger.

Once Yan San uses the dagger, the people coming should not be underestimated. Ling Qingyu hugged Ming Lu and unconsciously called out: Yan San.

Don't worry. Yan San turned around and gave her a smile, then closed the carriage door, moved his shoulders, and put a sneer on his lips. This place is deserted and there is still snow on the roadside. I don’t have any concerns about killing as many people as I can. It’s such a good time to come. I’m feeling very unhappy!

The carriage behind them sped up and formed a circle. Shi Fang automatically ran into Ling Qingyu's carriage.

A few guards stood guard beside the carriage, while Yan Sanying, Shisan Sumu and Xie Sanlang stood in one direction.

As soon as I took my position, a group of people rushed over. The people on the horse were all black and had black masks, dressed like I was a dead soldier.

The winter sun was just right, reflecting little bits of golden light on the remaining snow, reflecting the coldness of the weapons in the hands of those people.

Kill! the leader of the team shouted. The team was divided into three parts, with the largest group maintaining a straight charge, while the other two pairs were outflanking them from both sides.

Yan San smiled coldly, and before they could rush over, he jumped out and rushed out.

The leader saw the man in front of him move, and his figure seemed to turn into a wisp of smoke as he passed straight over. He moved in his heart and shouted: Strong idea. He subconsciously turned sideways.

The people behind him were not so lucky. By the time Yan San passed by, several lives had been taken.

The lifeless body fell off the horse. The leader was shocked and immediately reacted. He fought with several others and shouted, Mr. Gongyang!

Heh heh heh heh. After a strange laugh, two middle-aged men came up from behind the cavalry, one in black and one in white. The white one held an iron hook, and the black one held a chain knife, and joined the battlefield.

Young Master Yang, Young Master Yang. Yan San's eyes narrowed slightly, he turned around and broke the neck of a dead soldier, then opened a gash in the leader's body, and then faced the two men.

It is not terrible for the two of them to be separated, but the two of them work together with the knife and hook to rank tenth in the world. Their moves are very strange. The iron hook and the chain knife attack each other with a very wide attack range.

The dead soldiers dispersed for fear of being affected and swarmed towards the carriage.

Yan San sneered, the breath in his body circulated very quickly, and he rubbed his body and attacked into the web of death light.

Sanlang, guard the car. Ying Thirteen called out and faced the dead man coming from the front.

Sanlang jumped onto the top of the carriage. He started to learn Da Zhou Kung Fu after following Ling Qingyu. He knew that his kung fu was not very helpful, so he did not step forward to cause trouble.

Sumu met a wave of dead soldiers coming from behind. He originally studied under Fatmei's first warrior Sumu, and later followed Yan San and Yan Qi. His sword skills were very vicious. When those dead men first saw an astonishingly beautiful young man, they felt a little negligent. But once they got their hands on it, they realized that the more beautiful the flower, the more poisonous it is. This is true! Sum's knife must draw blood when it is cut. It may not kill you, but it will definitely leave something on your body, such as ears, nose, fingers, etc.

After Yan San ate the purple fruit, his power increased greatly. With his murderous aura, he could even kill Mr. Shi Da, not to mention the current Gong Yang. However, Gong Yang's strengths lie in cooperation and mutual restraint, and its defensive performance is very good. , for a moment, Yan San had no way to get close. Seeing that two of the guards on the other side of the carriage had fallen, he felt a little impatient and wanted to kill them even if they were injured.

His eyes turned red due to the surge of murderous aura. He ignored the blade coming from behind and rushed directly towards Yang Zigong, who had left his hand with the knife before the hook could return to defense.

Yang Zigong retreated in shock and screamed: You are Yan San!

It's just that no matter how fast he retreated, he couldn't match Yan San's speed. Before he could retreat, Yan San's dagger had already penetrated his chest, and the tip of the chain knife was already approaching Yan San. At the back, the iron hook of Gong Ziyang arrived at the same time.

Yan San let go and dwarfed. The tip of the knife pierced his back shoulder. Another dagger blocked the iron hook. During the exchange of weapons, a cold light flashed across the dagger. Yan San applied more force. Cut off the iron hook.

With his free hand, he pulled out the dagger from Yang Zigong. Yan San didn't stop, and used the force of Gong Ziyang's hook to close his body. The broken iron hook blade passed by his ear, and the corner of Yan San's mouth With a hint of sneer, in Gong Ziyang's frightened eyes, he let the dagger blade pass between his neck, and then his body still did not stop and swept straight towards the dead soldier in front of the carriage. When a dead soldier was hit by a sword in the back, he died. When he let out a miserable scream, Gong Ziyang's body fell down with his eyes open.

With Yan San joining in, the battle at the carriage became one-sided.

It's actually Yan San. Yin Ziyuan sighed, and it's still Yan San whose strength has increased by an unknown amount. Gong Yang can't get any benefits, and he himself is even worse. It's better to go back to find Boss Zhao.

Are you the only one? Yin Ziyuan just turned around and saw a young man standing behind him, slowly pulling out the heavy sword from his waist and asking.

Yin Ziyuan frowned and said, Lu Yao!

Yin Ziyuan, you have been hiding in the Wang family for five years, how are you doing? Lu Yao asked coldly. When he went to Ling Mansion in the morning, he happened to see that scene. When he saw Ling Qingyu stopping Yan San, he didn't take action. He just dragged the two killers who had been defeated by Yan San to a hidden place to kill them after the convoy had left. Thinking about it, I still felt uneasy, so I followed him. I didn't expect that I would meet my enemy.

The corner of Yin Ziyuan's mouth twitched a little. He originally thought it was a mission to relax, but it turned out to be like this. Gongyang from the Zhao family met Yan San, and he actually met such a evil star.

Lu Yao let out a long roar, and the shadow of his sword was like light, blocking all Yin Ziyuan's retreat routes.

Fifty dead soldiers actually didn't take long to pack up.

Hearing the roar, Ling Qingyu couldn't help but open the car door and saw that there were only a dozen people left resisting outside. Yan San was already standing aside, pointing fingers at Ying Shisan and Sumu.

Ling Qingyu looked towards the direction of the roar. It was too far away and he could only see something shining in the distance. He looked away and saw the knife stuck in Yan San's back.

Thirteen, take it. Seeing that Ling Qingyu's face looked ugly, Yan San called out, then rushed to the carriage and stood in front of the stone very honestly.

Ying Thirteen's sword light quickened, and by the time Shi Fang had finished drawing the sword, applying medicine and tying a bandage, Sum and Su Mu had already cleaned up the remaining people.

As soon as the sound here stopped, the sound of fierce fighting over there came over.

Ling Qingyu looked at Yan San doubtfully.

There's another one over there, Yan San said after a pause, Lu Yao blocked it.

The remaining guards began to clean up the battlefield and threw the bodies to the roadside.

There's someone here who has a good tone. Ying Shisan shouted, and then dragged him to Ling Qingyu and Yan San.

Are you from the Zhao family or the Wang family? Ling Qingyu asked.

The man stiffened his neck and remained silent.

Ying Thirteen searched his body and found a waist tag with a big word Zhao on it.

You can't escape. General Zhao has given the order. You can't escape. The man said coldly.

What benefits did the Wang family give? Ling Qingyu asked with interest. Zhao Yinfeng had just made so much money into his pocket by cooperating with the Ling family, but he turned around and wanted to kill the financial owner. It must be the Wang family that can provide greater benefits.

General Zhao wants me to tell you that he has always been in love with Miss Wang. You are so delusional that you will naturally end up like this. The man said, secretly thinking, Eldest Young Master, although I said this too late, my subordinates finally finished your work. A task assigned. Then he bit the poison in his mouth.

Seeing that the man fell to the ground dead, Ling Qingyu turned around and asked, Shouldn't this be what he said before he rushed to kill me?

Is the Zhao family still doing business? Han Ye asked.

I won't do it. Regardless of whether it was Zhao Yinfeng's idea or not, he stayed at the gate this morning. If we rush to do it, aren't we looking for trouble? Ling Qingyu sneered and said.

After getting off the carriage, Ling Qingyu took a few steps towards the direction of the fierce fight and looked at the intertwined figures from a distance.

It wasn't until one person fell to the ground and the standing person looked over with deep eyes that Ling Qingyu felt relieved, smiled at him, and said loudly: Thank you!

Lu Yao bit his lip, feeling a pain in his heart. He sheathed his sword, picked up Yin Ziyuan's body, and flew away.

Is he angry? Ling Qingyu asked Yan San puzzledly.

Yan San smiled, put his arm around her waist and said, Let's go, we have to hurry. You never say thank you to your own people, and you don't know how much a thank you can hurt someone.

The Ling family's motorcade turned around and headed towards Yinzhou.