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"Later, the two of them managed our Hutou village together."

As soon as Dao Scar finished speaking, Yu Qiuyang shouted back, "Tiger Head Village is here."

Murong Chen tugged at his robe, then got off his horse and walked in front of Shen Zhaoxue respectfully, "Master Shen."

Shen Zhaoxue grabbed the horse and nodded, Dang even got off the horse and followed him into Hutou Village.

The white snow covered the green bottom, and the boots creaked when pressed on it, and the compacted snow became transparent, revealing the mossy road underneath, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the valley.

As it goes deeper, the surroundings gradually show the appearance of the entire Hutou Village.

The rolling hills surrounded the cottage tightly like a giant basin, and a round house with black tile walls stood between them, and outside the round house were scattered houses made of gray stones.

Murong Chen led him into the round room, and Yu Qiuyang froze behind, obviously looking like he hadn't reached a deal.

"It's so cold outside, I'm afraid my body will be too cold during the walk, so I'll ask my brothers to warm up the wine." Murong Chen looked at Yu Qiuyang and said.

After Shen Zhaoxue said trouble, Yu Qiuyang turned around and asked his brother to warm the wine.

"Master Shen, please." Murong Chen made a gesture of invitation to him.

Shen Zhaoxue immediately nodded and sat down.

"My lord, this way please." Murong Chen invited Shen Zhaoyu to sit opposite Shen Zhaoxue.

Seeing that he was going to sit opposite Shen Zhaoxue, he clamored to sit next to Shen Zhaoxue.

"Zhaoyu." Shen Zhaoxue rubbed her hands and glanced at him, then called out lightly.

"Brother." Shen Zhaoyu called him pleadingly.

Shen Zhaoxue just shook her head.

Looking at the two of them, Murong Chen didn't know how to arrange it for a moment.

"Let him sit there." Shen Zhaoxue blew hot air on her palms without raising her head.

Murong Chen glanced at Shen Zhaoyu with a big head, but saw that although he had a bitter face, he still sat obediently on the seat.

After a while, Yu Qiuyang warmed up the wine, Murong Chen sat on the main seat and saw him raising his eyebrows, but Yu Qiuyang pursed his lips slightly.

Murong Chen lifted the wine up with a smile, and poured a big bowl for Shen Zhaoxue, "There is no jade cup here, only this big bowl, and the wine is not very good, it's just made of ordinary sorghum, I hope Mr. mind."

After Shen Zhaoxue said politely a few times, she took the wine, her eyes drooped, and her eyes were a little dim.

"My brother is seriously ill, and he's not feeling well right now, so he can't drink, so I'd better bring the wine and I'll drink it." Shen Zhaoyu felt a little worried when he saw him holding the wine.

"This..." Murong Chen froze while pouring the wine, and looked up at Qiuyang.

"It's okay, it's fine to drink some wine." Shen Zhaoxue waved her hand.

Shen Zhaoyu just wanted to tell him that there was something wrong with the wine, but she saw Shen Zhaoxue raised her right eyebrow, as if telling him that she knew.

Seeing this, Shen Zhaoyu didn't want to say anything, but just called someone to fetch some charcoal fire to warm Shen Zhaoxue.

When the bowl of wine bottomed out, Shen Zhaoxue and Shen Zhaoyu blushed and fainted on their seats together.

Yu Qiuyang knocked down the wine jar mixed with medicine to the ground. After seeing that the two of them were still awake, he decided to wave his hands and order the people below to take the two of them into the dungeon.

"Let's kill him now." Murong Chen grabbed Yu Qiuyang's robe, "Put it in the dungeon, I'm afraid there will be more troubles in the future."

Yu Qiuyang hesitated, but after thinking about it carefully, he nodded and agreed.

Immediately, Murong Chen took out a small knife from his boots, and went straight to Shen Zhaoxue, the reason was not him, but the one that Shen Zhaoxue stabbed in Qiuyang.

Raising the knife in his hand, the silver-glowing blade hit Shen Zhaoxue's throat, and Shen Zhaoxue's head fell to the ground in just a moment, but at this moment, a black peony folding fan unexpectedly touched the tip of the knife.

Murong Chen raised his eyes in doubt, but unexpectedly saw those cold almond eyes. Although he was a little apprehensive in his heart, Murong Chen still gritted his teeth and stabbed down hard.

I saw that black peony was cut directly by the blade, and the tip of the blade reached the Adam's apple, and a little blood flowed out.

With the movement of swallowing, the tip of the knife kept scratching Shen Zhaoxue's neck.

Shen Zhaoxue felt the coolness in his throat, he smiled contemptuously, turned the folding fan, and opened Murong Chen abruptly.

Before the two of them could react, he stepped forward quickly, standing upright with his left foot on the ground, and resting his right foot on the table, imprisoning the person in front of him.

But the broken folding fan reached Murong Chen's throat.

"You!" Yu Qiuyang screamed.

Shen Zhaoxue reached out and touched her throat, her palm was sticky and wet, she must have bled a lot.

After hearing the sound, there was movement, Shen Zhaoxue immediately raised her left foot and stood on the edge of the table with both feet, Murong Chen just wanted to run, but the folding fan that appeared suddenly cut his throat harshly.

"Why don't you continue stabbing?" Shen Zhaoxue bent down at some point, holding a folding fan and smiling a little creepily.

Yu Qiuyang looked at him, holding a machete with some fear, "You, you let him go, everything is easy to talk about."

Shen Zhaoxue curled her lips, "That's what you said just now."

Seeing that Shen Zhaoxue didn't take this set, Yu Qiuyang hurriedly said, "It's because we have eyes that don't see Mount Tai, and we haven't seen the truth about Mr. Shen, that's why we offended."

Shen Zhaoxue sneered, and grabbed Murong Chen's braids.

"If you don't listen to me like this, I might as well kill you, and it will save me a lot of things."

Murong Chen's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and his face became a little ugly.

They thought that Shen Zhaoxue was a bully, but they didn't expect that she would be a tough guy.

Yu Qiuyang's hand holding the knife trembled a little, he took a step forward, and just when Shen Zhaoxue thought he was going to slash someone in a rage, he dropped the knife and knelt down in front of Shen Zhaoxue with a plop.

"Qiuyang." Murong Chen anxiously called out to him with red eyes.

Yu Qiuyang knocked his head on the cold stone, and said tremblingly, "Master Shen, please let him go. As long as you spare his life, I will follow you to the death."

Fearing that Shen Zhaoxue would disagree, he added, "I am very familiar with Beiyun. If Mr. Shen wants to take Beiyun's power, he must have soldiers. As for soldiers, the best source is us bandits, like you Agreed, I can help you persuade other cottages to surrender."

Shen Zhaoxue pursed her lips and said after a while, "Yes."

He let go of Murong Chen, threw the folding fan back and cut off the beams behind him, then stood up and said coldly, "I hope you will do what you say."

Shen Zhaoxue took back the folding fan, jumped off the table lightly, and pulled the unconscious Shen Zhaoyu up.

After Murong Chen got away, he immediately stepped forward, pulling Yu Qiuyang up with some distress.

"Are you okay?" Yu Qiuyang touched his neck.

Shen Zhaoxue didn't have time to listen to them caring about each other here, so Dang even supported Shen Zhaoyu, found out the way and put her on the bed.