"Wu! Wu! Wu! Wu! Wu! Wu!"

Powerful and deep shouts spread out neatly from the paddock. All the soldiers gathered a total of seven women, including Leng Yuhan, in the center and roared to their heart's content, feeling even more excited than before.

After hearing the shouts in the paddock, Ran Qingchen, who was far away from the paddock, secretly said "No" in her heart, and ran directly to the paddock with Qinggong, not caring that there was still blood on her nose that had not been wiped dry.

In the paddock, the circle surrounding Leng Yuhan and others became smaller and smaller.

The frequency of the soldiers' shouts also became faster and faster.[

"You have to be careful. When the shouting stops, our bloodbath will begin."

As soon as Leng Yuhan finished saying this, he heard the cheers in the stadium one after another, until the waves overlapped and mixed together. Finally, when they turned into the word "kill", the stadium suddenly became silent.

"kill!"

In the midst of the loud shouts of killing, all the soldiers in the paddock suddenly rushed towards Leng Yuhan and the others like leopards encountering prey.

The overwhelming figures are all men.

Leng Yuhan has never seen so many men as at this moment.

He has never killed so many men with his own hands like he did at this moment.

Fighting with a group of men with bare hands, is it thanks to the original energy in Shi Hanyan's body?

Leng Yuhan broke the neck bones of the man in front of him with one hand. Hearing a "click" sound, the man's strong body collapsed like river sand.

After recovering all the memories belonging to Shi Hanyan, Leng Yuhan admired the killing method practiced by Shi Hanyan himself.

Every move and every move is an effective way to defeat the enemy by directly hitting the opponent's vital point with one hit, with extreme accuracy.

In Shi Hanyan's memory, he never kept any head he wanted to take away for a second longer.

As for where Shi Hanyan learned this murderous move, there was no clear explanation in Shi Hanyan's memory, so Leng Yuhan just took it and used it casually without knowing much about it.

As many as thirty corpses fell behind Leng Yuhan. Leng Yuhan cut his way through the circle of soldiers filled with men.

As for the other women's fighting situations, Leng Yuhan didn't have time to observe and analyze them.

Leng Yuhan just vaguely felt that the martial arts of those women should be good, because behind Leng Yuhan, the pitiful screams of men were always heard, and there was never a sound of pain from women reaching Leng Yuhan's ears.

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The seven women fought bloody battles in the paddock with the same strength as the men.

The soldiers guarding the city all heard the unusual cries coming from the paddock. They hurriedly ran out of their tents and surrounded the entire paddock tightly. The number of people kept increasing, layer after layer.

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From Leng Yuhan's point of view, this scene is very similar to the rice dumplings used to save Qu Yuan during the Dragon Boat Festival, and the six women accompanying him are like the jujubes or raisins in the rice dumplings? [

Anyway, he was surrounded by as many male animals as rice in the paddock.

If things continued like this, Leng Yuhan initially believed that he would die in this little place that was neither famous nor scandalous.

"Has this woman's skills improved?"

Stopping on the pillars of the paddock, Ran Qingchen looked at Leng Yuhan who broke the soldier's neck bone with his bare hands in the middle of the paddock. Ran Qingchen felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Is it distressed? Or regretful?

Intuitively, Ran Qingchen did not hope that the woman who had cried and scolded him loudly would become as cruel and ruthless as she saw in front of her.

But after experiencing something like that, who can still maintain the simplicity and ordinaryness that comes from the depths of the soul?

"Woman, don't let this prince regret saving you today."

Flying towards the woman who was still trying to kill people in the paddock, Ran Qingchen stepped on the soldiers' shoulders or heads in the air, rising and falling like a wild goose before stopping in front of Leng Yuhan.

"just came?"

The first time Leng Yuhan saw Ran Qingchen, he gave Ran Qingchen a reproachful greeting.

"You killed so many people and you didn't even say sorry?"

Without any explanation, she hugged Leng Yuhan's waist, and Ran Qingchen flew up again, stopping several times in the air before returning to the original wooden pile.

"Let those women go."

"Then the prince will spend the night with Qingchen."

"You threaten me?"

The more people there are in the paddock, the more disadvantageous it will be for those unarmed women. How could someone as smart as Ran Qingchen fail to see this situation?

"The prince is not threatened."

Except for the woman standing next to him at this time, any other woman is like an ant to Ran Qingchen, and there is no need to think too much.

"you!"

Leng Yuhan knew that Ran Qingchen was sure that he would compromise.

"To accompany? Or not to accompany?"[

In just a few words, Ran Qingchen interpreted the word 'threat' very deeply.

"This king will take note of this account."

The ice soul silver needle in his hand was thrown out again, and several men fell down beside the women. Leng Yuhan decided to accept the agreement.

"What do you mean, Your Majesty?"

Ran Qingchen had to tell Leng Yuhan personally, after all, this feeling of conquering a woman made Ran Qingchen very comfortable.

"Eat with you, drink with you, sleep with you! Okay?"

"Willingly?"

Ran Qingchen found Leng Yuhan's deliberately angry look very cute.

"Totally willing!"

"Well. Then the prince stays here obediently."
Chapter completed!