Sicheng was lucky. He killed four people with three arrows and wiped out the group of people who jumped into the forest without even having to look for them. However, Ling Mo and Shiba Qi were not so lucky.
Ling Mo and Shiba Qi were guarding the other side. Both their opponents and their quality were more than one level higher than Sicheng. Ling Mo and Shiba Qi struggled with each other for a long time and even lost their money before hiding in the forest.
Nanling Jinfan and several people captured it, and even let the weirdo in white run away.
"You will definitely be laughed to death by the young commander when you go back." The Eighteen Cavalrymen carried their bows behind their backs and dragged Nanling Jinfan out. As for the others?
Sorry, there is no one left alive. If Feng Qingchen hadn't told him, Nanling Jinfan and his gang would also be dead. Compared with the living, the dead are the safest.
Ling Mo kept silent and walked behind silently. Ever since the thing in his throat was taken out, Ling Mo had not said a word in front of others and completely regarded himself as a mute.
Ling Mo couldn't accept his thin, feminine voice. He would rather be mute than speak again. There was nothing Si Xing could do about it.
When Feng Qingchen received the signal, she knew that everything was going well. She waited at the intersection first. When she saw Sicheng and Shibaqi leading people out of the forest, Feng Qingchen smiled brightly and brightly. Even the gloomy weather could not stop her.
good mood.
This was also the first time since the news of Lan Jiuqing's death that Feng Qingchen smiled so brightly, without any trace of gloom.
"Girl, I've been caught. Please show me." Shibaqi accompanied Feng Qingchen all the way. Naturally, he knew that Feng Qingchen was sad because of Lan Jiuqing's death. He wanted to kill Nanling Jinfan, but he didn't want Feng Qingchen to do it.
Chen just glanced at Nanling Jinfan, and then directly asked them to leave him to Uncle Nine Emperors.
Not to kill Nanling Jinfan? Not to tear him into pieces?
Sicheng and the Eighteenth Cavalry looked at Feng Qingchen at the same time, but Feng Qingchen turned around and jumped on the horse and galloped: "You go back first, I will go back after a walk."
"Quick, protect the girl." The Eighteen Riders did not dare to let Feng Qingchen act alone, and jumped on the horse closest to them, but there was a figure faster than them, chasing Feng Qingchen's figure, and disappeared at the end of the road.
"Forget it, let the girl stay alone. She has been too tense during this period. She really needs to indulge." Someone was protecting Feng Qingchen, but the Eighteenth Cavalry held the reins and did not follow.
When Sicheng and Shibaqi led Nanling Jinfan and his subordinates back to the camp, they saw a group of martial arts people surrounding Yu Wenyuanhua, asking Yuwen Yuanhua to give them an explanation.
"What's going on?" Si Cheng asked a soldier. The soldier became impatient. As soon as he saw the other party's military rank, he immediately went over the matter in detail.
It turns out that this group of Jianghu people believed that Uncle Jiuhuang and Feng Qingchen were using them to make them work in vain, making wedding clothes for others, and asked Uncle Jiuhuang to give them an explanation. They spent countless manpower and material resources in order to get Nanling Jinfan.
Go back and ask questions instead of helping the court.
Of course, these people did not dare to be too straightforward in front of the Nine Emperors Uncle. After expressing their dissatisfaction tactfully, these people asked the Nine Emperors Uncle to hand over the Nanling Jinfan to them so that they could give an explanation to the martial arts people.
Take credit.
This kind of thing is common in both the imperial court and the military. Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen did take advantage of them yesterday. Without the massive roundup of this group of martial arts people, how could Nanling Jinfan fall into the trap.
This group of people didn't get any benefits from Uncle Nine Emperors, and they didn't dare to look at Uncle Nine Emperors' paralyzed face, so they went to pester Yuwen Yuanhua.
"General Yuwen is really working hard." After hearing this, Si Cheng tried his best to suppress the raised corners of his lips. Before Yuwen Yuanhua found him, he sneaked to the commander's camp and reported to Uncle Nine Emperors.
Feng Qingchen knew that Yecheng had just been broken and was not yet safe, so he did not go too far. After running against the wind for a while, he felt much better, so Feng Qingchen turned his horse and went back.
There was a battle yesterday, and the number of people in the wounded camp must have doubled today. You don't have to think about it to know how busy Sixing and the others will be. How dare Feng Qingchen spend more time outside.
"I'm sorry, you should ask Uncle Nine Emperors about this matter. I, the general, can't make the decision."
When Feng Qingchen returned to the military camp, the gangsters were still pestering Yu Wenyuanhua. Yuwen Yuanhua had no strength to even roar. Feng Qingchen glanced sympathetically and greeted the guarding soldiers to prove his
After identifying yourself, walk towards the wounded barracks.
With sharp eyes, Doudou saw Feng Qingchen from a distance and almost jumped up with excitement: "Feng..."
"Don't scream." Fortunately, Si Cheng reacted quickly and covered Doudou's mouth and dragged Doudou to the corner.
This shout made the group of martial arts people hear it, and they were about to cause trouble again. These people were all bullying and fearful of the strong, and did not dare to cause trouble to the Nine Emperors Uncle, but they were not afraid to confront Feng Qingchen.
"Uh, uh, uh..." Doudou struggled hard, but Sicheng was taller than him. Because he had practiced archery for many years, his arm strength was not comparable to that of ordinary people. Doudou was directly restrained by Si Cheng and his feet were lifted off the ground.
He, he is about to be strangled to death, Qingchen... help! Doudou stuck out his tongue and rolled his eyelids up.
"If you don't want to die, don't scream." Si Cheng warned Doudou again. Doudou was almost out of breath and nodded quickly.
As soon as Si Cheng let go, Doudou fell to the ground, panting heavily, with tears hanging from the tips of his eyes. The first thing he did after he recovered was to lift his leg and kick Si Cheng's leg::
"Where's your murder?"
Hiss... Si Cheng gasped in pain and screamed in his heart. He raised his hand and wanted to slap Doudou on the head, but looking at Doudou's pitiful childlike appearance, Si Cheng couldn't do it: Forget it.
Now, don’t worry about a child.
"I'm here to save you, you know." Si Cheng rubbed Doudou's head. This kid's hair was really soft, and then he rubbed it again.
"Pa..." Doudou slapped Si Cheng's hand away: "Let go of your paws, Mr. Left Bank, don't let others rub your head casually."
"Big man? Just you? You're a broken boy and you still pretend to be a man." The back of his hand was red, swollen and numb, which made Si Cheng look at Doudou in a different light. This killer who was very good at it seemed to have a few tricks up his sleeve.
"Who is a bastard? You are a bastard. Your whole family is a bastard. I have grown up a long time ago." Doudou immediately jumped up and exploded again. He was jumping and screaming like no one would believe him if he wasn't a kid.
Ahem... Doudou got angry and realized that the people near him were walking very slowly and looking at him strangely. Someone who was half-brained finally realized that he was embarrassed, and immediately turned everyone's eyes on him.
The debt was all placed on Si Cheng, and he glared at Si Cheng fiercely: "Young Marshal, I remember you. If you wait for me, I will offend you, and I will keep you restless day and night."
Doudou said the cruel words and ran away without giving Si Cheng a chance to explain. He patted the ashes on his butt and ran away.
"Hey..." Marshal Si said that he was so innocent. He really meant well, but now it seems that he has done something bad. No, it has brought trouble to himself.
"My good luck won't run out, right?" Si Cheng had a bad premonition.
When he turned around, he found that the group of people had dispersed and no longer surrounded Yuwen Yuanhua. He felt more and more that his good luck had run out.
As far as he knew, Uncle Nine Emperors originally wanted to use Zhai Dongming to replace Yuwen Yuanhua's position in the army, but in the end he chose him. He knew that these people were not easy to mess with, so he kicked him here.