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Shen Zhaoyu let go of Shen Zhaoxue while speaking.

I saw that Shen Zhaoyu's back facing Shen Zhaoxue was stained with scarlet blood.

There were crowds of people around, and pieces of roars resounded through the sky.

The originally well-behaved and docile people suddenly seemed to be cursed, one by one unconsciously biting at the soldiers who were giving the porridge.

Some who reacted quickly drew out their knives and slashed at those who were attacking fiercely, while others who couldn't react quickly fell into the claws of those people, and were devoured in the blink of an eye.

"Draw the sword, chop!" Shen Zhaoxue gave an order, and the soldiers drew out their swords one after another to form a circle, protecting Shen Zhaoxue inside.

Ye Henwan, who had been watching for a long time, also summoned Jian Huan at this time, and as soon as the spirit sword came out, all the monsters and beasts within a hundred miles disappeared instantly, and every living person immediately turned into blood beads and seeped into the white snow .

"Struggling." Ye Henwan jumped down from the tree, waved his hand aside to catch Jian Huan who had just flown out.

Seeing that Ye Henwan had killed all those crazy attackers, Shen Zhaoxue just regained his composure, and wanted to order someone to take the injured soldiers to recuperate.

But I didn't expect that a wave of ups and downs would rise again.

Suddenly, someone reported that a group of people were coming here on horseback.

As soon as Shen Zhaoxue raised her hand to call out the folding fan, suddenly someone ran towards them with both sides of the reins.

The mighty reins tripped the guards in front of Shen Zhaoxue to the ground one by one, and buried them in the snow.

Shen Zhaoxue raised her eyes, pulled Shen Zhaoyu's arm, and lightly rose into the air with her toes, and opened the folding fan in her hand to beat the horsemen on both sides.

"Ride well." Shen Zhaoxue flicked her wrist, and threw Shen Zhaoyu onto the horse that the folding fan had just knocked down.

Before Shen Zhaoyu could react, she was thrown onto the horse by Shen Zhaoxue. He pulled the rein and looked at Shen Zhaoxue in a daze.

Shen Zhaoxue pointed forward, retracted the folding fan from the air, and then slapped it, cutting off the rein that was as thick as an arm out of thin air.

Ye Henwan also stepped on the horse's head out of thin air at this time, raised Jian Huan's sword and cut off the man on the horse with a sword, and sat on it by himself.

Shen Zhaoxue and Ye Henwan had just beheaded a few people on horseback when they suddenly heard someone whistle in the distance.

Immediately when they got off the horse, they started to riot, raising their front hooves one after another, trying to throw the three of them off the horse.

Shen Zhaoyu had never experienced such a thing, and immediately called Shen Zhaoxue on the ground.

Shen Zhaoxue was eager to hear his call, so she immediately soared into the air, and sat on the same horse with Shen Zhaoyu.

After Shen Zhaoxue left, the horse he had ridden turned around and wanted to run towards the whistler.

Seeing this, Shen Zhaoxue flicked the folding fan coldly, then chopped off the horse's head with a knife, and then retracted the folding fan.

Even after Shen Zhaoxue sat up, the horse under her was still restless, always thinking of shaking the two of them off.

Shen Zhaoxue picked up the silver needle and pierced it towards an acupuncture point on the horse's head, which made the horse calm down.

Compared with Shen Zhaoxue's method, Ye Henwan was much more brutal, he directly took Jian Huan and stabbed the horse's belly, bleeding a lot.

Only then did the horse realize that its master was not easy to mess with, so it calmed down a bit.

"Give me the reins." Shen Zhaoxue sat behind Shen Zhaoyu and put her hands in front of him.

Shen Zhaoyu blushed for a moment, then handed over the rein she was holding to Shen Zhaoxue.

Shen Zhaoxue drove the horse and chased after the whistler, without noticing Shen Zhaoyu's blushing cheeks at all.

When he reacted, Shen Zhaoyu was already nestled in his arms, with her head pressed against his chest.

"What are you doing?" Shen Zhaoxue pulled the horse rope towards Zuo to avoid the machete swung by the enemy.

Just dodging the attack from the man on the right, another man swung a knife and slashed at him when he turned his head.

Shen Zhaoxue drove the horse, and couldn't care about anything else, she just picked up the folding fan and jumped into the air, tapped her toes in the air, jumped onto the horse's head and killed the man with the folding fan.

"What are you in a daze for?" Shen Zhaoxue pushed the man away, and got on the new horse by herself.

Shen Zhaoyu was still half lying on the horse, and only then did she regain some sense of consciousness when she heard Shen Zhaoxue calling her. She nodded awkwardly and then pulled the horse rope.

After a while, Shen Zhaoyu said weakly, "Brother, I'm afraid..."

Shen Zhaoxue paused her murderous hand, turned to look at him, and after confirming that he was fine, said impatiently, "Are you sick?"

"Is it a man? If so, just lift the knife." Shen Zhaoxue didn't care about him any more, and killed him with one hand the rein and the other hand the folding fan.

Shen Zhaoyu still wanted to pretend to be weak, but seeing that Shen Zhaoxue ignored him when someone cut at him, he believed that Shen Zhaoxue really ignored him.

Helpless, Shen Zhaoyu had no choice but to pull his horse's head to avoid the man's attack, and then took out his saber snow to fight the man.

"Retreat!" Seeing that something was wrong, the whistler pulled his bridle and shouted to his subordinates behind him.

When those people heard his trumpet, they all pulled the horse rope and raised their horseshoes to prepare to leave with the whistler.

"Brother, they seem to be leaving, should we chase after them?" Shen Zhaoyu swung down with one hand, killing a passerby on horseback.

Shen Zhaoxue looked at those people and saw that there were not many people, so she immediately ordered the attendants to follow him all the way.

After chasing for about seven or eight miles, those people had nowhere to go, so they could only lead their horses to the edge of the cliff.

"Who are you?" Shen Zhaoxue led the horse forward.

At the same time, the whistling boy came up on his horse.

"Hutou Mountain is our home, who do you think we are?" The boy was about seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in fox clothes, with several braids tied on his head.

Seeing his appearance, Shen Zhaoxue frowned and asked softly, "Bandit?"

"Bandit shit, we are decent local residents!" The young man pulled his horse and said a little annoyed, "Who are you?"

Shen Zhaoxue looked a little better when she heard his remarks.

"I am Shen Zhaoxue, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, here to manage the refugees." Shen Zhaoxue held the bridle and saluted.

The young man looked at him suspiciously when he heard the words, "Is the official ordered by the court? Huh."

Shen Zhaoxue nodded.

"Send someone like you who looks like a fairy here?" The young man looked at him several times, "You can't do it, this place is no better than the Imperial Capital, isn't it beautiful..."

Before the words could be uttered, a person behind the young man said to him, "He just killed the second master."

The young man's face immediately changed, and he immediately scolded the man, "Second brother may not be very powerful."

Then the man said again, "It's more than enough to kill you."

The boy was silent for a while, then patted him on the head.

"Are you fucking trying to destroy your prestige?"

After the boy finished photographing the people, he continued to talk.

"Hey!"

Shen Zhaoxue cupped her hands.

"Little boy, go back quickly. We have a lot of humanoid beasts like that. If you are not careful, you will be coaxed into eating them."