That night, the night sky in the north of Mobei was cold, and cracks on the barren land were like hideous scars that accused the incompetence of the world. On the mountain in the distance, two men and one woman stood in front of the wind on horseback, with long hair flying and their eyes as torched. At this moment, a man in blue patted the horse's back with one palm, and his figure disappeared into the darkness.

"Miss Yu, how do you think Brother Zhang is capable!" Yan Zhen looked at the figure that was like a flying swallow, and there was a little more inexplicable light in his eyes.

Jade heart, who was dressed in white, had no cold expression on her face, like an ordinary woman, but she still exuded a different temperament, making it difficult for people to regard her as an ordinary woman.

"Brother Yan asked me, and I plan to bring Brother Zhang under my command. Brother Zhang is not only outstanding, but also has a strategy that is not as good as those experienced strategists, but he will definitely be better than blue in time." Yuxin's black hair like silk satin flutters in the wind, her slender phoenix eyebrows, her eyes like stars like the bright moon, her delicate nose, her pink cheeks slightly dizzy, her red lips like dripping water, her flawless melon-shaped face is shy and affectionate, her tender and smooth skin is extremely beautiful, her figure is light, and she is elegant. She smiled and said with a joke.

Although Yuxin disguised herself, there were still many temptations in her smile, which made Yan Zhen stunned for a moment. He was of noble origin and had many women who had seen him, but not many people could pay attention to him. The woman in front of him really made him moved. He seemed to feel the embarrassment in the air. He coughed dryly and shook his head and said, "Yan has indeed had this idea under his command, but forget it."

"Why!" Yuxin asked with interest.

"One of the time, Brother Zhang's mind is not in the court, and secondly, you can see Brother Zhang's character. You are used to Yiyun Yehe, and may not accept my recruitment. Thirdly!" Yan Zhen rarely showed some embarrassment on his face, but then he showed some anger on his face, saying, "This guy is more handsome than me. Isn't my halo taken away by him? When I go out to play, the girls' eyes will definitely not be on me."

"Haha-------." Yuxin's voice sounded like a natural sound. She really didn't expect this guy as a prince would have such a cute side. She continued: "It's better to be better than the best than the best. Haven't you ever thought about finding a beautiful woman to take with you and seeing him in the future?"

Yan Zhen's eyes lit up, he stared at Yuxin with lust, and said, "You might as well leave me, and I will be majestic when I see him in the future."

Yuxin thought about it seriously and sighed: "I have a sweetheart, Brother Yan, you are late."

"What, it's impossible, who is the person who can make the dignified Fairy Yuxin fall in love with you?" Yan Zhen widened his eyes, then reacted, and looked at the person who had already disappeared from the darkness and said hatefully: "It's this guy again, Zhang Kaifeng, I'm irreconcilable with you."

There was no sound for a moment, and they all turned to look into the distance, but Yan Zhen was not thinking about it at this time, and he was cursing the departed.

On the opposite side of them, a mountain village had a faint solemn aura spreading in the cold wind. Mu Ran, a cold arrow passed through the darkness, pierced the throat, and shot a sleepy horse bandit to death. When the horse bandit was about to fall down and make a sound, a soldier in armor had already jumped behind the dead horse bandit, gently put it down, occupying the commanding heights, and waved his hand, and then several figures rushed up to the crossbow in his hand and shot the horse bandits who were patrolling back and forth with an arrow. They were skillful in their movements and did not drag on the slightest. When the arrow was shot, they did not care. Another soldier drew his sword to block the horse bandits' throat. No sound happened and the speed of advance was very fast.

"Enemy attack!"

Although the actions of these soldiers were very secretive, they still alarmed some horse bandits. The soldiers wearing black armor no longer hid and drew their swords to kill each other. In cooperation with the crossbowmen on the high top, they were defeated as if they were defeated for a moment.

"kill!"

Muran, a cold-snorted killing sound sounded, and a thin man jumped out of the lobby. His punch and palm all had the power to break mountains and split stones. A soldier was killed by a punch and palm. How could those soldiers stop the masters of the martial arts world and disrupt the formation for a while?

"Swish!"

"Stop him!"

Several crossbow arrows shot down from a high place, and the thin eyes flashed with cold light. When he stretched out his palm, the true energy condensed in his palm, causing the crossbow arrows to stop several inches away, and shattered inch by force. In the process of leaping, he swung his body to avoid the attacking crossbow arrows. With the force of lifting, he slapped a nearby soldier's head to pieces. A whip leg kicked a soldier's laziness and hit the corpse behind him. The fierce energy shocked the soldiers to death. He moved his body and killed several soldiers again. The one who could make the thinness unable to break through for a while was naturally not these soldiers, but the man in green who was always standing on the eaves. His whole body was always surrounded by a faint murderous aura, and he was waiting for the opportunity to break through. This opportunity needed him to create. Only by killing these soldiers to the point of being frightened and panicked, he had the chance to break through and leave in panic.

Seeing that the situation was a little out of control, the man in green who had been standing on the eaves had a bunch of eyebrows, but the iron sword in his arms still had no intention of drawing the sword. Instead, he continued to observe. He killed the soldier for a long time but still did not force the man in green to draw the sword. He couldn't help but get anxious. The invisible pressure increased and he couldn't wait any longer. He lifted his skills, and the strong man turned over and shook his palm from the air, hitting the man in green who was always standing on the eaves. Then, his steps were shocked, and he jumped over the soldiers' defense line and headed out.

The man in blue sneered at the corner of his eyes, his toes snatched, and his body disappeared in the night sky in an equal way. The palm force knocked down the eaves. The strong man who escaped felt the cold murderous intent coming from behind, like a light on his back. He knew that he could not kill the other party in one move, so it would be even more difficult to break through. The palm he had stimulated before did not lead the king into the trap, and his rapid body suddenly stopped. The force that had long been concentrated in the palm was leaked out. The palm force was turbulent like a hurricane passing through the border, and the powerful force made people dare not look directly at it.

But he saw a young man sneering at the corner of his mouth, and the strong man screamed in secret that something was wrong. Just as he was about to pull himself out and pounce behind him, a cold light in his eyes reflected on his pupils, and the coldness that forced him to freeze. He felt that the air was condensed and unable to move. The sword came quickly and went quickly. A blood mark appeared under the thin man's throat. The blood mark was not bleeding. The thin man died without feeling any pain.

The enemy was killed with one sword, and the man in green was three meters away. The blood dripping from the sword symbolized the battle just now. When did these soldiers see such a cold and bone-perfect sword technique, they were a little hesitant for a moment. They only knew that this swordsman was someone his highness knew, and they didn't know anything else, but a general didn't have so much thought. The man in green in front of him watched the many soldiers die without taking action, which was a cold-hearted person, and he couldn't help but speak out: "Since you have arrived a long time ago, why didn't you take action? It would be too cold-blooded to let so many of us die."

"Cold-blooded!" Zhang Kaifeng was waving the blood on the sword and smiled coldly, saying, "If you can make so many soldiers die, you will not reflect on yourself, but blame others first, which will make you incompetent. Besides, your life and death are not within my considerations, and there is no obligation to draw a sword for you casually."

"You---!" The soldier who was about to retort saw the cold light in the eyes of the man in blue and his body became cold, but he didn't want to show weakness. He was about to make a sound in his ear. He snorted coldly and didn't dare to continue talking.

It was Yan Zhen who could keep the soldier silent. The man in green ignored it and headed towards a room. Yan Zhen, who was walking slowly, emitting majesty all over his body, looked at the general coldly and said, "Brother Zhang is right. You really disappoint me. You were in a panic during the battle. You did not show your ability to lead the army. You will be able to train for ordinary soldiers. If you disappoint me, you can leave."

Leaving naturally means leaving forever. The young general dared not make any unnecessary sounds. He took off his armor and disappeared into the darkness. Everyone was silent and said nothing. Yan Zhen left step by step.

Zhang Kaifeng, who had grabbed many books in the room and checked it, put away a book, turned to Yan Zhen and said, "I need this book, can you give up?"

"It's up to you!" Yan Zhen put away his majesty and looked at him with a hatred.

Zhang Kaifeng put away the account book, wonderingly, he looked like he had snatched his woman, and asked, "Why am I just that account book? There is no need to hate me so much! Besides, these things are useless to you."

"I'm not referring to this matter." Yan Zhen looked angry.

"What is that?" Zhang Kaifeng became even more strange.

Yan Zhen seemed not to want to endure it. While his subordinates were no longer in their nature, he grabbed Zhang Kaifeng's collar and looked desperate and said, "You are comparable to me, ha, why are the beautiful girls in love with you?"

"What are you saying?" Zhang Kaifeng was helpless and was stimulated by something again. When he saw Yuxin coming in, he immediately understood when he saw her playful look. He was very happy to be able to seize the opportunity to hit this guy. He pulled Yan Zhen's hands away, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Who said I am more handsome than you, handsome than you, alas! Such things cannot be forced."

"What can't force me to come? I wouldn't have left with you if I had known it." Yan Zhen was so sad that he said, "You little guy, I won't be with you!"

Zhang Kaifeng had goose bumps all over his body. He ignored Yan Zhen and pulled Yu Xin away. This scene happened to make Yan Zhen see. A very heavy critical strike hit the heart of His Highness the prince. The soldiers outside the room heard the sound of ghosts crying and howling.

It was so cold in the evening, why did there be howls of wolves? This place in Mobei is really strange. The soldiers who cleaned up the battlefield muttered secretly, and Zhang Kaifeng laughed not far away.
Chapter completed!