After practicing for a whole morning, Qianran felt refreshed and found that she seemed to be a little fatter. She couldn't help but smile at the corners of her mouth! She decided to continue practicing.
"I report to the Marquis that only the pen and ink of King Hua are left in the tent. And..."
At this moment, in the camp, a man dressed in white, with a faint trace of lead and a jade-like temperament, had a sinister look on his face. Then he looked at the scout kneeling in front of him, and a warm but cold voice overflowed: "Any more?"
Then, he flew towards the big tent, and in an instant he was in front of a black table. The first time he saw the elegant font, his elegant temperament changed, and he became arrogant, excited and happy.
A smile that looked like an angry smile overflowed, and it was as beautiful as a fairy jade coming out of a mine, dazzling the eyes of the world.
The scout followed him and knelt on one knee respectfully beside him: "Reporting to the Marquis, General Long's army of more than 3,000 people has been wiped out. King Hua is already firmly seated in Xiliu City."
He gently stopped laughing and played with a bunch of black hair on his temples. He seemed not to have heard what he said. He suddenly thought of what the scout said just now and asked with a trace of curiosity: "You said just now, there is more? Still.
What's there?"
The sound of the sapphire hitting each other was really clear and pleasant, but it was particularly frightening and terrifying in the ears of the scout. He immediately lowered his head and reported with a trembling voice: "Please inform the Marquis, there is still one person left in the camp on the west side.
.This person is the fourth young lady of the Yilian family of Tianyuan Kingdom, Yilian Qianran, who came after the first young master."
The man suddenly raised his eyebrows, his smile suddenly stopped, and his face became obviously gloomy. Several people who had arrived at the side suddenly lowered their heads in fear and remained silent, waiting for his anger and orders.
"But it doesn't matter if the mentally handicapped woman dies." The man then waved his sleeves and sat gently on the couch, as if the woman's death had nothing to do with him, and there was no trace of hesitation or unnecessary emotion in his voice.
Everyone was startled. What did the Marquis mean by this?
"Master Marquis, how about I execute him and send him to Xuliu City?" One of the people immediately stood up to please him, clasped his fists and said in greeting, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face.
But the man's subordinate, the leader of the white-clothed guards standing beside him, suddenly interrupted and said with clasped fists: "Master Qi, this woman is from the Yilian family after all. As for King Yan, I'm afraid..." When he saw his master, he was still...
He remained calm, knowing that his words were useless, so he silently stood back beside him and looked at the person who had just invited him.
The man was immediately proud, and with the tacit approval of Marquis Bai Yi, he naturally straightened his back, quickly rushed out of the tent, and ran towards the tent on the west side.
Qianran, who was practicing, suddenly noticed someone in front of her. She immediately opened her eyes and was greeted by a palm. She secretly thought that this person was very fast, but she was not a vegetarian. She immediately dodged, but she realized the speed of the person coming.
It was too fast, and it seemed that she couldn't escape. When Ji Zongzhen waved his hand, the man suddenly covered his arm that was broken in an instant in disbelief, and watched as she broke through the tent and fell outside.
It was also at this time that she realized that the camp seemed a little strange. The flag was missing, and the soldiers who suddenly surrounded her had different colors of clothing.
Her heart immediately shuddered and the corner of her mouth twitched fiercely. Could it be that the damn King Hua abandoned her alone in the camp and ran away with others? This... She seemed to finally understand why everyone in the world spread the word Hua.
Even if the king doesn't kill anyone, he is nicknamed the King of Misfortune. It turns out that's what it is!
