"That Dongyi youth seems to be..."

Song Dongxi, who had been to Dongyi several times, was shocked: "The leader of Zhuyang's major tribe and the eldest son of the emperor Lin Zhou, the cousin of the Emperor of Dongyi Kingdom, Abadu, is said to be seventeen years old and the second-rank wizard master. He is brave and resourceful, but he has no room for counterattack under Xin Zhuo?"

A dignified prince of a country was pinned to the ground by the leader of the bandits in the Great Zhou Dynasty and rubbed against thousands of troops. Will anyone believe it if you say it?

...

"The cunning rabbit has three holes, the thieves and prostitutes, where did Xin Zhuo and the others go?"

At the city, Shangguan Fan Qing and his gang, who knew nothing about war, stood on the right wing of Zhou cavalry for no reason. They were bitten by enemy cavalry and surrounded them.

After finally repelling, Shangguan Fan Qing looked around but didn't see Xin Zhuo.

They came here because they were actually stimulated by Xin Zhuo's letter. You, a bandit, have the courage to do so much money. Why can't we do it?

As a result, the fight here was a mess, but Xin Zhuo and the others disappeared?

Wang Hulu had sharp eyes and pointed at Xin Zhuo, who had left in the dust, cursed: "That boy ran away!"

Shangguan Fanqing stretched his neck to look at him, and was stunned. He agreed to go to fight together? What the hell is he running away?

Mr. Jiang Hezhu was chopped by someone, and his shoulder was bleeding. He was already full of fire. At this moment, he could no longer help and roared: "Xin Zhuo Dog Thief, I want to report you! You are the one who came to show your holy presence!"

As we were roaring, the enemy cavalry around us suddenly retreated like a tide, and the enemy further retreated in an orderly manner.

"this……"

A group of people couldn't help but look at each other.

I heard someone shouting from afar: "The enemy was defeated! The enemy was defeated!"

"Prince Dongyi was seriously injured and died!"

"Prince Dongyi is dead!"

"Who did it?" Du Rufeng, the general of Zhongwu, covered in blood, roared angrily: "I will promote him!"

Murong Lei had to reply on the city wall: "It's so let the general know that it was done by Xin Zhuo of Fulongshan!"

"Oh? Where is Xinzhuo?"

"Well……"

Run away? Can you say it?

Little thief!

Su Miaojin looked at Xin Zhuo, who was left with only a trace of smoke and dust in the distance, and couldn't help but curl up a curve at the corner of his mouth.

It's really incomprehensible!

Awesome and afraid of death!

...

"Original, we just ran away like that, okay?"

"Yes! It was so satisfying to shout in front, but I ran away after slapping my head. I felt very embarrassed."

"Don't panic! The battlefield is in chaos. Who knows how we are? No one should see it!"

The group of people from Fulong Village have returned to the village. Xin Zhuo was sitting on the tiger-skin chair with a big horse and smiled: "This wave of moral kidnapping is stable. No matter whether we run away, die, or are broken up, at least the image of a righteous thief has been implemented and the reputation has been achieved. Don't worry about the others."

Murong Xiu pondered for a moment: "Do you want to pay attention to the war? I'll send a letter to my family and ask?"

Xin Zhuo calculated the time and took more than a day to come back. He should have decided the winner earlier. He nodded and said, "It's good to ask!"

Everyone had some lunch and rested for a while.

In the afternoon, Murong Xiu pulled down a white flying kite squatting on the roof and wrote a letter to send a letter home.

Bai Jianxi and Han Jiulang dug up the yard and the open space on the west side, reclaimed wasteland, prepared to plant some winter vegetables and transplant some wild fruit trees.

Huang Dagui went to the mountains to collect firewood.

Cui Ying'er took Han Qiniang to sew clothes and make shoes.

Xin Zhuo took Xiao Huang and sat under the maple tree forest in front, looking at the mountain scenery leisurely.

The sky is covered with white clouds, the ground is filled with autumn scenery, and the mountain breeze is blowing, which is really pleasant!

If there is no danger of death, this kind of bandit life will be good!

I opened the Moon Well and observed the spirit sacrifice. Except for Murong Xiu and others who occupied seven positions, the rest were Murong Lei and others.

At present, these people have no shared quality.

However, it is time to take a break. Every time I change my mind and exercises, although it is unknown and I am very happy to advance, it is too burdened on my body. I feel that my meridians and internal organs are sieved by sieves, causing a slight pain, and it is difficult to return to normal in a short period of time.

Before we knew it, the sun sets in the west, the morning glow in the west is everywhere, and the village is golden.

Smoke was emitting from the chimney in the kitchen. Cui Ying'er was in a good mood today and led Han Qiniang and others to prepare dinner.

Xiao Huang didn't feel tired after playing for a long time. Now he was running wildly with the sunset on his back.

Xin Zhuo was idle and followed him down the mountain.

After being here for so long, except for the time I went to Shuiyue Temple to steal food, I really didn’t take a good look at the mountain.

Below the front peak was a dense forest of fir trees. The little jelly sparrow chased and urinated beside the forest. She was about to come back. Suddenly, she opened her ears and listened to something. Then she ran back, bit Xin Zhuo's trouser legs, and dragged them back.

Xin Zhuo also had a bad premonition. He was about to retreat, but the wind broke out in front of him, and the figure swayed and surrounded.

Five middle-aged nuns, all of whom were golden monks, looked cold and had a higher level than the sixth grade. They could not see the specific realm clearly, and their eyes were as sharp as a torch:

"Amitabha! Donor, let's go with Pomni."
Chapter completed!