"No, I know the Nangong Miaochu you are talking about. She is so powerful, how could I be her." Zhong Ran naturally avoided his gaze.

She subconsciously scratches the tip of her nose with her thumb. Anyone who knows her well knows that this is a small gesture of her guilty conscience.

The light in Xiaojue's eyes dimmed instantly, she straightened her back and looked away, regaining her previous coldness.

"Then where did you learn this martial arts?"

In just a few breaths, Zhong Ran could clearly see the change in his expression, and was sure that the cool boy in front of him was an admirer of Nangong Miaochu.

Five years later, someone still remembers her...

With a warmth rising in her heart, she stopped teasing and asked in a soft voice, "Who are you? Why are you asking?"

Xiaojue continued to look away and replied coldly, "My name is Xiaojue, and my lifelong wish is to learn this martial arts."

This is my plan to learn skills from a teacher!

Xiaojue...

The Young Master of Longyuan Rakshasa Hall...

Did he chase her to Qingshang...

Her whereabouts exposed?

Zhong Ran's pupils vibrated, fearing that he would be exposed.

She quickly controlled her expression and pretended to hear the name for the first time, "Brother Xiaojue, I don't know the martial arts you are talking about. I have never seen the one you are holding in your hand. We will never see you again." She said goodbye with fists in her hands.

Xiaojue then looked at her, took a step back and used his body to block her way again. With a swipe, he drew his sword and put it against her neck.

Words are like quenched ice.

"You killed people on Wushan Mountain and dumped their bodies in mass graves. I found this thing on the corpse. If you don't explain clearly, I will chop off your legs and send you to see Meng Lin."

The blade of the sword was cold, and Zhong Ran saw his shocked face reflected on it.

He saw it all...

"Even if you kill me, I don't know what you are talking about." Zhong Ran said angrily, then closed his eyes as if he were dead.

Her expression really made her feel like she didn't have enough money.

Yes, I know that martial arts, but for some force majeure reason I can't say it.

Xiaojue was not stupid, so he naturally heard the meaning of her words. His frown relaxed and he put away his sword.

"You go."

Zhong Ran ran away without looking at him again.

City Lord's Mansion.

Zhong Ran reported to He Lianling what they had discovered on Wushan Mountain and talked about their next plan.

He Lianling couldn't help but clapped her hands in admiration. Liu Chunmei also nodded and said yes, and immediately gave the order.

Soon, another big news spread in Yuncheng.

Bandits on Wushan Mountain kidnapped the city lord's beloved husband Cheng Ziyu. The city lord issued an order to mobilize the entire city to suppress the bandits. He immediately reported to the court and borrowed troops from surrounding cities and counties. He vowed not to stop until the bandits were killed.

Because there are few soldiers in the city, a reward is offered to recruit soldiers. Once selected, each person will be rewarded fifty taels.

In just one morning, the city lord's number of less than a hundred soldiers increased to 2,000, and all of them were strong female soldiers. However, recruitment was still in full swing.

No one thought about where the city lord, who loved his people and lived by digging wild vegetables, got the money to offer rewards to recruit soldiers.

These days of eating without finishing a meal have long worn away people's will. They only know that if they press their fingerprints and become a soldier, they will get money. With money, they can buy food. If they have food, their family will not die. .

On Wushan Mountain.

The leader of the village, Meng Lin, laughed excitedly when she heard the news. She was over sixty years old. She was as thin as a bone due to years of revelry, her face was pale, her eye sockets were sunken, and she couldn't find a few yellow teeth.

This smile was exactly like the skeleton ghost that had just crawled out of the coffin, and it frightened the teenage boy in her arms so much that his whole body trembled.

Her eldest daughter Meng Lan said worriedly, "Mom, we have to take the initiative. Once they recruit enough troops, it will be too late for us to attack again."

The second daughter, Meng Bo, rolled her eyes at her and said with a flattering smile to Meng Lin, "You don't need to tell me this, our mother has already thought of it."

Meng Lin's body was like a rotten wood, and there was a possibility of belching at any time. Among her many children, only the eldest and second eldest had the most supporters in the village.

Therefore, the two of them fought constantly overtly and covertly, and it has reached a point where it's either you or me who will die.

Although Meng Lin was old and frail, his head was still flexible. His cloudy eyes wandered back and forth on his two cross-eyed daughters and asked, "Did you kidnap Cheng Ziyu?"

Helianling decided to suppress the bandits because her husband was kidnapped, but she didn't send anyone into the city to arrest them at all.

The main reason is that her body is becoming less and less tolerant, and she is really powerless.

Meng Lan and Meng Bo pointed at each other and spoke in unison.

"Mom, it's not me, it's her!"

"Mom, it's not me, it's her!"

Meng Lin shook her head and didn't bother to investigate. It was one of them who kidnapped her. Without definite evidence, Helianling's usually steady temperament would not make a big move to kill him.

"It's really not me, it's her!"

"It's really not me, it's her!"

The two hurriedly denied it and wanted to explain. Meng Lin waved her hand and interrupted impatiently, "Okay, shut up. Let's discuss how to deal with it now."

"Come into the city!" Now the two of them were of the same caliber.

The matter was urgent. We couldn't wait for them to recruit troops and attack the mountains. There were only less than 2,000 people in the village. They would be passive when they came up. They had to strike first.

The most important point is that Helianling is using money to recruit troops, and they can't wait for the money.

Fifty taels per person is too generous.

Meng Lin waved for them to do it, then yawned and closed her eyes to rest.

Meng Lan and Meng Bo each hurried into Yuncheng with their troops.

In their impression, the force value of Yuncheng's soldiers was almost zero. He Lianling said that he was prudent and considerate of the overall situation at best, but was a coward at worst.

I have been bullied by them for so many years, and I am only resisting today because of the grief of losing my beloved husband.

There is nothing to fear about what kind of troops such a coward can lead.

When a large group of them rushed into the city, they saw that the streets and alleys in the city were deserted.

Dead silence, death silence.

Only then did Meng Lan and Meng Bo on horseback realize something was wrong. They raised their hands and were about to call for retreat when the city gate closed with a bang.

On the eaves of the surrounding houses, people raised their bows and arrows and pointed them at them. At a glance, there were not many, only a hundred or ten people.

Didn't it say that more than 2,000 troops have been recruited? Or are those people in the dark?

The horses also sensed danger and slapped their hooves on the spot and barked wildly.

Helianling came out with a smile on his face and looked as friendly as ever.

"Stop looking. There are only these more than a hundred soldiers in the entire Cloud City."

"He Lianling, you're going to explode!" Meng Lan was furious.

Meng Bo laughed and said, "Do you think you can kill a thousand of me with just these one hundred people?" The arrogant laughter did not last for three seconds. The sound of hissing in the air came from far to near, and an arrow hit Meng Bo's head. Pierce the neck in pairs.

Meng Lan's face was splashed with blood, and the blood dyed her frightened eyes red.

She didn't wait long as a second arrow struck her in the same spot.

With two pops, the two bodies fell from their horses.

The team behind the horse instantly became a mess, and He Lianling raised his hand gently.

The long arrows on the eaves rained down like locusts crossing the border. The team of thousands of people was wiped out in the shortest possible time, leaving no one alive.

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