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Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Eight Shots to the Sky (Part 2) 3/5

Mu Yi seemed a little panicked, and the big gun, which was slightly short, was also in chaos.
Murong Xuanjun's face showed a little disdain.
The guy who is ignorant of the world actually wants to kill me? However, this kid seems not very old, but he is quite brave!
Thinking of this, Murong Xuanjun immediately said: "Don't kill him and leave a living mouth.
The Linghu Guard shouted in unison, and the offensive slowed down.
Mu Yi immediately blocked the left and right, and looked very embarrassed. However, it can be seen that this little guy has a good foundation. He was surrounded by the Spirit Fox Guard. Although he was panicked, he could still maintain the structure. If he was trained properly, he would be a cultivable embryo.
Murong Xuanjun couldn't help but develop a love for talent.
He urged the horse to take two steps forward, and at this moment, Mu Yi suddenly roared and his momentum changed. The original panic seemed to disappear with this loud shout, and his marksmanship became even more fierce.
"Jeddah!"
Before Mu Yi's voice fell, snowflakes suddenly flew in the snow beside Murong Xuanjun.
A figure rushed out of the thick snow, and a big gun flew over, instantly overturning a spirit fox guard who was following Murong Xuanjun. His body movements kept moving horizontally in the air, and then he rushed towards Murong Xuanjun.
The incident happened suddenly, and Murong Xuanjun was completely unprepared.
However, after all, he has experienced many dangerous scenes throughout his life, so he is not panicked.
He reached out and pulled out the sword from his waist, and he raised his sword to block it. With a tingling sound, the tip of the gun hit the sword's spine and made a crisp sound. The big gun was nailed to Murong Xuanjun's sword, as if it was sticking together, and the gun rod then appeared to be curved with an extremely strange arc. And the assassin seemed to be solidified in the air, and the curve of the gun body was getting bigger and bigger.
It was too late to say it, but it was only a breath of effort.
Murong Xuangu had been through the battlefield for a long time and immediately felt a strong crisis from that arc. Instinctively, he waved his sword hard, and felt that at this moment, the gun and sword suddenly separated, and the assassin suddenly accelerated and dived like an eagle.
not good!
Murong Xuangu wanted to escape.
But the assassin had obviously completed his energy accumulation in the air. He let out a loud shout, echoing in the air like a thunderous sound of a tiger and leopard.
Murong Xuanjun's mount raised his hooves and immediately lost his balance on his horse and quickly grabbed the reins. When he landed on the front hoof of the war horse, the assassin was already sitting on the back of the horse. He raised his hand and slapped Murong Xuanjun's back neck.
Murong Xuanjun felt the darkness in front of him and suddenly fell into a coma.
The assassin grabbed the reins and drove the horse away.
The process of this series of changes does not exceed ten breaths.
When the Spirit Fox Guard reacted, the assassin had already left with Murong Xuanzhang.
At the same time, Mu Yi's big gun turned into dozens of gun shadows, and five or six Spirit Fox Guards were stabbed in an instant. The Spirit Fox Guard was completely stunned! Mu Yi took this opportunity to rush out of the encirclement and left in the direction of the assassin's escape.
"What happened to the general!"
The Spirit Fox Guard finally reacted and urged the horse to chase after it.
However, the horse under Mu Yi's crotch is a sweat-blooded BMW, and Murong Xuanzhao's mount is also a good horse that cannot be bought with a thousand gold coins.
Two horses flew over and over, like two lightning bolts.
Although the Linghu Guard tried his best to chase after him, the war horses were no match for the opponent, so he could only watch the two horses get farther and farther away...
"call!"
Murong Xuanjun woke up indifferently.
When he opened his eyes, he found himself in the darkness.
He wanted to struggle to sit up, but his body was tied up with ropes and could not move. This struggle naturally caused a sound.
Footsteps sounded. Murong Xuanjun quickly turned his head.
I saw a tall figure walking over, reaching out to lift him up, and walking outside.
"Who dares to kidnap me?"
"Murong Army Envoy. You have rebelled from the court and are no longer a general."
A faint voice came into Murong Xuanjun's ears, and the gaze in front of him became clearer.
This is a deep cave, with a stream of water vapor filled with it, which is very warm. Not far away, there is a bonfire, and a roe deer is mounted on the fire. The roe deer has been leaned against the golden yellow, and the grease falls on the bonfire, making a crackling sound.
Next to the bonfire, there was a person sitting.
He was holding a stick in his hand and was striking a bonfire.
Murong Xuanjun was dragged to the bonfire, and the person who helped him pressed him down and walked to the side of the bonfire.
He took out a knife, cut a piece of meat from the roe deer, and handed it to another person.
But the man waved his hand and gestured a few more gestures. Then he took back the barbecue and put it in his mouth to chew it.
"My name is Yang Shouwen, and Changping County Magistrate Yang Chenglie is my father."
The man looked at Murong Xuanjun, and Murong Xuanjun realized that he didn't seem to be too old.
"You are Mu Yi?"
"Thank you General Murong for showing mercy before, otherwise I will not be able to escape without any hesitation."
Yang Shouwen grinned as he spoke, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth. But in the fire, there was a hint of weirdness.
"Changping County Magistrate?"
Murong Xuanjun sat up and looked at Yang Shouwen's eyes up and down, "I thought Yang Chenglie was amazing, but I didn't expect his son to have such a trick. You must have tried a lot of thought to chase me all the way from Changping. I'm kidnapped me today, I wonder if there is any advice?"
As he spoke, his eyes dripped and looked around.
Of course, Yang Shouwen saw his movements, but he did not stop him. Instead, he cut off a piece of barbecue and handed it to Murong Xuangu's mouth.
"The general is afraid that the water and rice have not been in one day, so he is hungry."
Murong Xuanjun rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to bite the barbecue.
"What are you going to do when you catch me?"
He was indeed hungry and asked vaguely while chewing the barbecue.
Yang Shouwen looked at him and said after a while: "That day, you failed to drive the tiger and swallow the wolf, and then colluded with spies at night to attack Changping.
General Murong, I don’t make things difficult for you, nor do I want to kill you. As long as you can return the little girl who was captured from the city that day to me, I promise to let you go."
"Little girl?"
Murong Xuanjun swallowed the barbecue cleanly, revealing a look of confusion.
"What little girl?"
Yang Shouwen's heart skipped a beat. From Murong Xuanjun's expression, he could see that he did not seem to be lying.
"It's the little girl you colluded with Madam Mei, attacked my house at night, and kidnapped from my house!"
Murong Xuanjun couldn't help laughing when he heard this.
"So that's it. I said, why did you chase after you thousands of miles away... Who is that little girl?"
Yang Shouwen did not answer, but only looked at Murong Xuanzhao.
But Murong Xuanjun seemed very unhappy. He let out a long sigh and said in a deep voice: "Yang Shouwen, although Madam Mei was invited by me and sneaked into Changping City, she did not listen to my orders. It was just a transaction between us. I gave her five hundred gold to ask her to help Baoxiang Pavilion create chaos in Changping City. As for how to act, I did not ask."
Yang Shouwen subconsciously clenched his fists.
Chapter completed!
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