The group ran seven or eight miles in one go, but they did not go towards the direction of New South Wales.

"Switch horses!" Chu Ling, who was sitting on the horse's back, said in a deep voice. Although she looked short, she was wearing a heroic posture that others could not meet. She obviously had specialized in riding. There was already someone waiting in front of them with horses. Huan Yu didn't get off the horse, and directly picked up the woman who was placed behind her and jumped up on the horse waiting on the roadside.

Huan Yu nodded to the people on the roadside, "Thank you for your hard work."

The other party shook his head and turned over the horses they rode and drove a group of war horses in the other direction.

Huan Yu asked, "Is this useful?"

Chu Ling said: "We are not trying to lead the pursuers away. What's the point of being useful?"

Huan Yu frowned, "What's this for? What a good war horse." Nowadays, horses are hard to find, so it's not easy to find such a good horse. Chu Ling glanced at him and said angrily: "That's a war horse. If you are not afraid of them turning against the water on the way, just continue riding. Be careful to bring you into the pit." The batch of war horses obtained by Heilongzhai took a lot of time to tame. At first, he couldn't bear to see it and wanted to run.

Huan Yu shrugged, looked down at the woman on the horse behind him, and asked, "Will Zhuo Zheng chase after him?"

Chu Ling thought for a moment and said, "Although most people in this world think that children are more important than wives, Zhuo Zheng would not think so. If this person dies, his son will not live much better even if he is the grandson of Emperor Beijin." How deep can a father who can give his daughter to others as a concubine? If this person is alive, he may still have some value and family affection, and if he dies, he will be just a dead person.

The Northern Jin Emperor might still treat Zhuo Zheng well, and even to win him over, he might marry another noble daughter of the clan for him, but... Zhuo Zheng would think so? Before he could join him, he killed his daughter, haha.

"What's more, you shouted well just now. If Zhuo Zheng didn't save this woman, he would be embarrassed to go to Beijing to meet people." Chu Ling praised. Huan Yu was a little embarrassed, "I just had a whim." He mainly wanted to ridicule Zhuo Zheng.

Chu Lingcai didn't care what Huan Yu's original intention was, as long as it was useful.

"Let's go quickly, the front should be ready." When Chu Ling found that Lu Ting had a trap, he temporarily changed his plan, so they were very short of time now. Huan Yu understood a little why Jun Wuhuan wanted Chu Ling to help. If he had changed himself, there would be absolutely no way to overturn his original overall plan and arrange another plan in a flash.

Huan Yu didn't know that Chu Ling's previous work itself was a test of on-the-spot and adaptability. All kinds of strange accidents would happen when they were on the task. If everything was planned in advance and did not know how many times they had died.

Chu Ling nodded and frowned and said, "Now there are two great gods, Baili Qinghong and Tuoba Xingye in Xinzhou. This woman is barely considered a princess of the clan. If these two people are together... and Zhuo Zheng will be in trouble."

Huan Yu also frowned and said after a moment: "Baili Qinghong shouldn't be able to come so soon. As for Tuoba Xingye...it depends on whether they can get there."

Chu Ling said: "It is better to begging for yourself than asking others. Then kill Zhuo Zheng before Tuoba Xingye finds us!"

The woman behind Huan Yu suddenly became excited. She had lived in Tianqi for more than ten years. Zhongyuan dialect is more fluent than the Clan dialect, so how could they not hear the plans of these two people? Chu Ling glanced at her indifferently and said, "I don't like to hit women, don't force me to knock you out."

Huan Yu sneered and said, "You are a little devil, and you are still pitying for the beauty?" The point is that you are the beauty you should be pityed for.

In a villa outside Xinzhou City, Jun Wuhuan sat under the eaves of the yard wearing a silver-gray cloak. He looked up and saw snowflakes falling from the sky. Wenhu stood behind him and whispered: "Young Master, it's snowing."

Jun Wuhuan nodded slightly and sighed softly, "Huan Yu and the others are afraid that they will not go well."

"Young Master is worried about Mr. Huan Yu and the others?" Wen Hu said, "Young Master Huan Yu has brought a lot of people, so there should be no problem, right?"

Jun Wuhuan shook his head. Compared with the Northern Jin army, there were not many people, not to mention that they did not have many available people. As for those in the world, he was not optimistic. People in the world were indeed very good at fighting alone, but once they encountered a well-trained army, they were often helpless. No matter how strong the single person was, they could not compete with an army.

"Young Master, the Lord of Lingchuan County is here."

Jun Wuhuan said lightly: "Give her the things, and you will get the money. I will not go to see the county magistrate if I feel unwell."

However, before Jun Wuhuan finished speaking, the voice of the Lingchuan County Lord sounded at the door, "Is Mr. Changli not feeling well? It's wrong for us to go this trip in this cold weather."

Everyone has arrived at the door, so naturally we can't say that we won't let everyone come in. Jun Wuhuan sighed lightly and said, "Please come in by the county lord."

Tuoba Mingzhu brought people in, and saw Jun Wuhuan sitting under the eaves with a bit of scrutiny in his eyes. "It seems that the young master is really unwell, but Mingzhu disturbs him." In Tuoba Mingzhu's impression, this famous young master Changli has always been pale and weak. As a noble girl from the Clan, Tuoba Mingzhu cannot appreciate such a man, and it is even more difficult for her cousin to understand his cousin's thoughts for him.

But Tuoba Mingzhu, who has seen Jun Wuhuan's strength, has to admire him very much. Whether it is his ability to make money and do business, or his martial arts cultivation that is not inferior to Baili Qinghong. It is not easy for a healthy person to reach the level of Jun Wuhuan, while a weak person needs to make more efforts. This is also one of the reasons why Jun Wuhuan is not a member of the tribe or the Northern Jin people who are not brave enough but can be enjoyed among the powerful people of the Northern Jin. The Northern Jin people advocate heroes and admire strong people.

"New South Wales is very lively today. Young Master Changli doesn't even join in the fun?" Tuoba Mingzhu smiled.

Jun Wuhuan looked up at her with a smile and said, "Join the fun? Is Zhuo Zheng's life? If the Ming Palace wants it, it's okay to offer a price."

Tuoba Mingzhu's expression changed slightly, "Young Master is joking, I don't know that Lingxiao Trading Company is still doing life business?"

Jun Wuhuan shook his head, "That's not the case, but if the price is right, it's not impossible to do it. The world is full of money, and it's all for profit. Anyway, people like Zhuo Zheng will not lose their worries if they kill them."

Tuoba Mingzhu snorted and said, "It's all this time. I will definitely ask the young master for help if I have the chance in the future."

"Young Master Qi reported to you, the horses in Lingchuan County are asking for a visit outside the door!"

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