The world is prosperous, come alone for Qinghan

Ying Siyin swayed forward on his own horse, at this speed, I don't know, it's as if he was riding a donkey.

Suhe Town is next to Jibei, and for so many years, it can be regarded as relying on others to survive. It is claimed that it is covered by Jibei, but Ying Siyin has never had any ambitions to invade and conquer, so he will do whatever he says. Since it was gone, he didn't pay attention to it.

Jibei City is not big, and it is definitely not small. When the princes divided the land, he didn't think about himself, but for the brothers. He thought that the big guy would get married and marry a wife when he got older. It's too late, I'm bringing my son and grandson, it's always inconvenient if the land is too small, so half pressure and half coercion forced his ruthless father to allocate 72 cities, all of which were given to the Jibei family.

Later, the old emperor died with his braids curled up, and all the sons under his knees were fussy and wanted to rebel. Ying Jingwen couldn't suppress these brothers and younger brothers, so he wooed Ying Siyin by being obedient, and they mercilessly treated the brothers and sisters. Cleaned up one by one, but who knew, after cleaning up the others, Ying Jingwen turned his head and stared ungratefully at Ying Siyin who was dedicated to helping him.

Ying Siyin still doesn't dare to think about how many people are missing from his side, let alone put the blame on Ying Jingwen.

It's always my own fault, blaming others is never the style of Marquis Xiaowen.

Arriving at the gate of Suhe Town leisurely, he saw a simple city tower temporarily built for the convenience of fighting. Ying Siyin just jumped off the horse, took a few steps forward with a sword, and heard someone shouting from the tower.

"Who is it? Stop immediately, and if you approach us again, you can shoot arrows."

Ying Siyin looked up and saw that the tower was full of fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys. It was normal not to recognize him. After all, when he ruled the rivers and lakes, these little boys didn't know where to play in the mud.

Ying Siyin turned a blind eye to it, turned a deaf ear to it, and continued to stride forward without answering a word.

This is the best pomp in the world, full of momentum.

The gate of Suhe Town was closed.

Seeing that Ying Siyin didn't listen to greetings at all, the children on the tower panicked. The main reason was that the aura of the visitor was too strong. Anyone who saw this posture was asking for trouble. What should we do?Do you want to shoot arrows?Do you want to report?Who is this guy?

"Who is downstairs? Hurry up and stop? One last warning, we will shoot arrows if we go any further."

He still walked forward with his head held high and his chest held high in the posture of 'I can't hear anything, sir.

The two children on the tower looked at each other in bewilderment, and finally made up their minds to draw their bows and arrows in the fastest time.

The person downstairs is not a good person at first glance, if he is allowed to break in, it may still be troublesome.

The leader raised his hand to signal, and the guys around him took their positions and drew their bows one after another.

With a few "swish" sounds, more than a dozen long arrows were aimed at Ying Siyin's direction and flew towards him.

Ying Siyin is very strong, strong and crazy. He always faces danger directly, and he doesn't even make a move to dodge, because... because no one can get close to him. The children could only stare dumbfounded at the man in black. At the moment when the long arrow was about to enter the body, they all stopped sticking to the edge of his clothes, and then trembled uncontrollably twice. , Ying Siyin waved his hand, and those long arrows were shot back by a strong force in the opposite direction.

Even without turning around, the wooden end with arrow feathers can directly sink into the heart of the person.

"It's Ying Siyin, it's Ying Siyin, Marquis Xiaowen of Northern Hebei."

I don't know which sharp-eyed person yelled this first, and the people who were hit by the arrow body on the city tower fell into a pool of blood, and the rest of them ran away in a panic.

The last time he rescued Gu Ze laughed, Ying Siyin just overturned a few city walls and left with people, but this time was different, this time, he wanted to walk through the gate dignifiedly.

When the city gate was pushed open again, the wounded and the people in the city had no time to evacuate. Everyone heard the noise and turned their heads to look. Those inside the city gate and those outside the city gate were so strangely wide-eyed. There was a few seconds of silence before remembering to scream.

"what……"

After calling out, he ran around in a panic.

Compared with Ying Siyin's face, it seems that the sword in his hand can help others to identify himself better. There have always been rumors in the rivers and lakes that it is a red long sword stained red with blood. It was full of bloody smell, although Ying Siyin had never smelled it before, but everyone said so, so he acquiesced.

If there is a smell of blood, there must be a smell of blood. Anyway, it is also true that so many people have been killed.

Ying Siyin stood at the door very considerately and waited for a while. He was afraid that the more he went inside, the more chaotic the people inside would be.

"Run, run, Xiaowenhou Ying Siyin is here."

Everyone ran around with their heads in their hands, unable to tell the difference between the southeast and the north, and the two of them could bump into each other when they turned their heads. There was no time to scold each other for not having eyes, so they could only get up in a hurry and continue to escape.

The chaos lasted for about a quarter of an incense stick, before all the civilians and wounded at the gate of the city were evacuated, leaving only an empty straight road and debris scattered all over the city.

Ying Siyin started to walk inside.

The free time for people to escape just gave the children guarding the city time to report to Mo Nanfeng. When they heard that Ying Siyin was the only one who came, everyone was surprised.

When Mo Nanfeng walked out with his sword, Mu Feiyun hurriedly reached out to block it, "You can't go alone, I will accompany you."

Wei Yuan also stood up very loyally and said, "I'll go too."

Mo Nanfeng looked down at his sword, and said, "I want to resolve this battle by myself."

"Don't be stupid, you can't beat Ying Siyin." Mu Feiyun forcefully pulled Mo Nanfeng in front of him, and shook his shoulder vigorously, as if he wanted to wake up that idiot in this way. "Yes, the imperial capital city has released a lot of news that Ying Siyin can't do it now, but no one has verified whether this matter is true. We shouldn't think about how to win this beautifully now. It is not a battle, but how to defend Suhe Town and wait for the reinforcements to arrive."

Mo Nanfeng looked at Mu Feiyun's fingers tightly gripping his hand, and only smiled and said, "If you don't let me out, Ying Siyin will come in after a while."

It's not that they don't understand why the other party is so nervous. After all, Mo Nanfeng and Ying Siyin have fought each other more times than Mu Feiyun has seen that man. Mo Nanfeng still wanted to fight the opponent in an upright manner.

Mu Feiyun didn't want Mo Nanfeng to take this trip out of personal feelings, but when the man looked into his eyes, the hand still involuntarily let go.

"If you come back safely, can we have a good chat?"

Can?

Mo Nanfeng paused, and panicked for no reason.

For the past few days, he has been avoiding Mu Feiyun. Even if he met face to face, he couldn't escape. He just nodded politely at him, smiled, and refused to say a word, let alone sit down and have a good time. Talk about things like this.

Mu Feiyun is not a stalker, he knows that Mo Nanfeng still has his own affairs to deal with, so he has been giving the other party time and waiting silently, without asking or mentioning, An Jing Quiet as if it never existed.

Was the kiss that day fake?

At least in Mu Feiyun's eyes, it was true, it was a kiss full of sincerity, so he still doesn't feel repulsed, or feel that the other party is playing with him.

Mo Nanfeng must have been sincere the moment he lowered his head.

Mo Nanfeng didn't answer, he just acquiesced in not answering, Mu Feiyun grabbed the bow and arrow and went out with Mo Nanfeng behind.

Having lived in Northern Hebei for so long, Ying Siyin is also the first time to come to Suhe Town. Unlike Shen Qinghan's road-crazy attributes, he can find the places where these heroes of the rivers and lakes live all the way just by relying on his intuition of finding the way. In the base area, the blood sword was in his hand, and just as he looked up, he felt a strange aura approaching him from behind.

Ying Siyin turned sideways completely by reflex, and Mo Nanfeng just brushed past his shoulder, and then landed firmly in front of him.

Without a word of nonsense, Ying Siyin directly raised his hand and pulled out half of the blade of his long sword.

Mu Feiyun and Wei Yuan quickly took their seats at the place with the best view of Gaoge. It's not clear if they came to help, but Ying Siyin didn't care anyway.

Pulling out the sword completely, flicking it, a sharp sword energy pierced the stone ground, Ying Siyin said in a cold tone, "Do it."

Mo Nanfeng didn't talk nonsense, and then pulled out the long sword in his hand.

After all, the opponent was a junior, so Ying Siyin didn't strike first this time, and waited for Mo Nanfeng to stab at him with his sword before calmly raising his hand to block it.

The two sword qi met in the air, and the surrounding debris began to be shaken again. Ying Siyin held the sword in one hand, and the other hand was behind his back. His leisurely appearance inevitably made people feel angry , Mo Nanfeng gritted his teeth, and the strength in his hand inevitably increased several points.

But Ying Siyin's arm holding the sword remained motionless.

"Let Shen Qinghan go, okay?"

When he said this, Mo Nanfeng could feel that Ying Siyin's strength to resist him had weakened a little bit. It was almost impossible to hear who Lord Xiaowen would talk to in such a negotiating tone on weekdays. That man has always been strong , even when he was dealing with Shen Qinghan's matter, he didn't think too much about whether the other party was willing to have such a mood.

He just kept people by his side, and then gave all he could give out in one go, just like a little doll making friends. He thought that if he gave his candy to others, others would play with him, and he did it Before this matter, I didn't think about whether people like sugar or not.

Mo Nanfeng found it funny, "I should be the one to say this, please let Shen Qinghan go, please?"

"Qinghan will not leave this Marquis now, but your persistence makes him very sad."

"Is it just sad? I have been in heart-piercing pain for so long, is it just sad to him?"

"Then what do you want him to do?"

"I want him dead."

Ying Siyin frowned, swung his hand and struck out with a sword. With such force, he knocked Mo Nanfeng ten meters away. Luckily, before he landed on the ground, he turned over and stood firmly. Mo Nanfeng shook his body a little, and immediately Standing upright and raising his sword to meet Ying Siyin who was chasing after him, the strong sword energy forced him to retreat again and again.

Ying Siyin didn't want to kill himself, this was the most intuitive conclusion Mo Nanfeng got after fighting him.

"What? Did Shen Qinghan tell you not to kill me before going out?" Mo Nanfeng couldn't stop his feet from stepping on the ground and was forced to back up again and again. I'm sorry? I don't know how to repay my feelings after playing with my feelings for ten years?"

"The Marquis is just curious, what exactly does he owe you?"

As far as Ying Siyin was concerned, if it was just a friendship that could be repaid with life, then after getting along for such a long time, he didn't know how many times he let Mo Nanfeng go because of Shen Qinghan's pleading. How to finish it?

"Hmph!!!!" Mo Nanfeng sneered, "As much as Ying Jingwen owes you, Shen Qinghan owes me as much."