The people outside waited for a long time, but saw no movement inside. They couldn't help but become a little confused. Could it be that the intelligence was wrong? There was no one here at all, or had they already escaped?
"Sir, would you like to send someone in to check?" A person next to him carefully reminded the leading general.
The general frowned and thought for a moment, nodded, and ordered a few people to go in and investigate.
Just when those few officers and soldiers were about to approach, the door of the inn suddenly opened, and then a thick rope shot out from inside. It turned, passed under the eaves, circled around the chess pillars to stabilize it, and was then pulled from inside.
With a strong tug, a figure was pulled out, and then pulled to the flagpole and fixed.
"Ah, it's the third young master." The people around the general exclaimed in low voices.
The general also saw clearly the young man who was tied and dropped on the flagpole. Although he was beaten with bruises and bruises, he could still recognize him as the third son of the city lord.
The young man was hung up there, his mouth was gagged, and he looked extremely miserable. He stared wide-eyed at the officers and soldiers below, whining and struggling.
"Sir, please save the third young master quickly." The man said urgently.
But when the general leading the army looked at the young man on the flagpole, a hint of coldness and pity flashed deep in his eyes, "If the people inside don't surrender within ten breaths, I won't blame you for being rude. The archers are ready."
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"grown ups……"
"Shut up, hum, that's not what the third young master is pretending to be." As he said that, he curled his lips coldly, picked up the bow and arrow from behind the horse, aimed the arrow at the struggling young man, and shot it. Don't blame me, just blame me.
Blaming yourself for being too incompetent will only ruin your father's affairs.
"Sir, wait..."
The arrow had already left the string. The young man's body bounced, his eyes widened, and he looked down at the arrow that had passed through his chest. He trembled twice, then he refused to close his eyes, died, and stopped struggling.
"Ha, if it is as expected by the prince, the city lord sent troops here with the purpose of killing people and silencing them. From this point of view, it is even more complicated. The guy wants to come here at the same time. Let me go and see." Youxiang sneered.
, then turned around with a cold face and walked to the backyard, where the almost tortured Wang Chengzhi was locked up.
The city lord was so ruthless, and he even had three hundred taels of silver in this place. The person they just gave away was indeed not Wang Chengzhi, but one of the Jianghu people who came to the inn to cause trouble today. He would become a scapegoat.
"It is said that tigers are poisonous but do not eat their seeds. I am afraid that this city lord is worse than a beast." Xiao Yan sighed, his tone full of disdain and anger, and he held the sword as if he was ready to try it.
"But are we just waiting like this? How will we break out of the encirclement later?" Yan Qiren turned to ask Yuntian. Shangguan Ye and Murong Qiufeng were also behind them, and they did not leave any specific plans. Yan Qiren was a little confused about their plans.
Yuntian shook his head slightly, "It's still unclear who will fall first. You'll know just by looking at it." After saying that, he turned around and walked to a table to drink tea leisurely.
The two of them were puzzled. They turned around and suddenly heard what seemed to be a sudden chaos of war outside. They couldn't help but curiously walked to the window to look. They saw that all the hundreds of officers and soldiers who were originally majestic were staggering around, their weapons fell to the ground, and many of them were already unconscious.
After passing by, the general stiffened for a while, then the horse suddenly fell down, and he also fainted.
"This..." The two of them widened their eyes and looked back at Yuntian, who had already expected it, with questioning expressions on their faces.
Yun Tian smiled slightly, "It has always been difficult to prevent You'er from using poison. As early as when she arrived here, she secretly set up a poison array outside, waiting for these people to fall into the trap."
Xiao Yan's mouth twitched, and he turned to look outside. He became more and more afraid of Youxiang. People who kill without blood are truly terrifying. "Then they are all dead?" No wonder this woman became Shangguan Ye's right-hand man. Think about it, if
It's like this during a war. If you kill a lot of people with just one drug, isn't that all-powerful?
"No, it's just a temporary coma."
"Then what..." Xiao Yan was about to ask how to deal with it, but Yan Qiren had already patted him on the shoulder and asked him to take a look.
I saw a dozen men in gray suddenly emerging from nowhere outside, running among those people. Soon those people were tied up, and their weapons were thrown into a pile. The leader and the general next to him
The man who looked like a master was carried to the backyard by two of them, and was probably taken for interrogation.
Good guy, he deserves to be the god of war, he deserves to be the prince, he deserves to be the invincible marshal of soldiers and horses. This small inn has also been used as a temporary combat base. Xiao Yan cursed in his heart, but the excitement flickering in the corners of his eyes became more and more...
The thicker.
In the room, Shangguan Ye held a simple golden fork, looked left and right, then looked at Murong Qiufeng, "What does this mean? Could it be that I'm telling you to go find a woman?" He said, narrowing his eyes slightly.
Murong Qiufeng looked at him funny and took the golden fork. This was the second clue left by Yun Feiyang who found it in Yanyang City today, a valuable golden hairpin.
Shangguan Ye easily put his arms around him and sat on his lap, resting his chin on his shoulder, jokingly said, "What if I'm either looking for the original owner of the gold hairpin, or I'm looking for the person who made the gold hairpin, but look at the price of this gold hairpin."
It’s not cheap, but the workmanship is extremely simple. It’s unlikely that it was made by any famous craftsman, and the styles are very common. What you’re looking for is like finding a needle in a haystack.”
Murong Qiufeng looked at the golden hairpin carefully and shook his head, "I always feel that there should be another meaning. Could it be related to Yun Luo? They are all women's things. Could it be that my senior brother is reminding me of something."
"Well, maybe, maybe that guy Yun Feiyang is provoking some kind of woman." Shangguan Ye answered vaguely. One hand had quietly opened his belt, and his lips kissed his neck gently, and then he sucked him into his mouth.
Those tiny earlobes.
Murong Qiufeng's body trembled and froze. When he came back to his senses, he hurriedly held down his hand that had rushed into his clothes. He turned around with a red face and said angrily, "Why are you in love in broad daylight? Here is... well
…”
Before he finished speaking, Shangguan Ye had already grabbed his chin and kissed him. Their lips and tongues were intertwined, and they kept attacking the city. The heat burned the air. Murong Qiufeng was provoked to the point where his consciousness and movements were temporarily dulled.
Subconsciously, I raised my head to cooperate with his enthusiastic devouring.
Shangguan Ye's hand that was being held down firmly supported his waist, stood up, and laid him half-lying on the Eight Immortals table. The kiss became more and more intense, and he pulled away his clothes and touched the delicate and smooth skin.
Murong Qiufeng couldn't help but tremble, her temperature also increased a lot, her breathing became rapid, she struggled a bit, turned her head hard, and gasped, "Hoo... why are you crazy?"
Shangguan Ye lowered his head and nibbled on his neck, and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't know, maybe I was too excited today and couldn't control my impulse. Can you help me?"
Murong Qiufeng couldn't help but think of the way he was wielding the ancient sword in excitement today, and felt a little panicked, "Don't, don't be here, you will be heard... um..." The fragile part below was held softly, and he couldn't help but hum.
He made a sound, and then hurriedly gritted his teeth to hold back, but the heat kept coming, and if Shangguan Ye really started to tease him, he wouldn't be able to resist it at all.
She subconsciously rubbed her body against him, her sensitive body becoming even more sensitive as a result.
"Haha, if you don't say anything, no one will know. Be careful, honey, I can't bear it anymore." Shangguan Ye looked at him gritting his teeth and holding back, his emotion and a bit of grievance made him even more passionate.
I couldn't help but couldn't help but continue the foreplay, pulled down his pants, lifted his slender legs to his shoulders, took out the snow lotus paste and applied it on, then unbuttoned his pants, squeezed in bit by bit, and then hurriedly
The collision started.
Murong Qiufeng's body instantly arched up, and he quickly covered his mouth with both hands to suppress his voice.
He didn't know why he was discussing things seriously and seriously one moment, and then became so ridiculous the next moment. It was indeed Shangguan Ye's style, which was always unorganized and unexpected.