Dominate the female queen with space: The husband is so stunning

Zhong Ran jumped off the eaves with his bow on his back, stepped over the corpse and walked to Menglan Mengbo's body.

Squatting down, they pulled out wooden arrows with both hands at the same time. Without even looking at them, they wiped the pulled wooden arrows clean with their clothes and put them behind their waists, then turned back and said to Helianling.

"Let's go to Wushan."

He Lianling raised his hands to the soldiers, "Leave Wushan immediately!"

Zhong Ran goes first.

The rain and snow didn't stop, so she could only use Qinggong for fear of delaying her work.

Several explosive points buried in the bandits' den needed to be ignited by her personally. Those explosives could kill most of the bandits. Otherwise, how could He Lianling's one hundred soldiers defeat thousands of bandits.

The reward for recruiting soldiers was just a pretense to scare the bandits into throwing themselves into a trap, but in fact they only had a hundred soldiers they could fight.

Although he knew that the visibility in rainy and snowy weather was not suitable for Qinggong, he didn't care about it at this time. As expected, Zhong Ran hit a tree and fell into a deep pit.

There was a huge pit several meters deep. It took Zhong Ran a long time to pull her head out of the snow. She was shivering from the cold.

She has dug this kind of hunting pit before, but damn, she has never dug such a deep one.

She tried to use Qinggong to fly up, but she couldn't do it. She fell to the ground halfway, causing pain all over her body.

"Hey! Is there anyone? Is there anyone outside?" Zhong Ran shouted for help.

She knew there was someone outside. That person had been following her from Wushan back to Yuncheng and back to Wushan again. He was inseparable.

The tall black shadow stood on the edge of the pit holding a sword, looking down at her with no intention of rescuing her. He just looked at her like a melon-eater.

Zhong Ran found that looking at Xiaojue from her current perspective was extremely cool.

"Pull me up!" Zhong Ran stretched out his hand towards him.

Xiaojue shook her head, "No."

His handsome face was colder than ice and snow. He moved his feet and immediately dropped a large piece of snow onto her raised face.

Zhong Ran was caught off guard and took a mouthful of snow. He made two noises, put his hands on his hips, and glared at him with his head raised.

Seeing his moving feet, she hurriedly begged for mercy and shouted, "No, stop kicking, I'm afraid of you."

The weather is more than 20 degrees below zero, freezing to death, and having a ball of snow hit your face is not romantic at all.

Xiaojue crouched down, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands and leaning on the ground, looking down at her seriously, not saying anything, just looking at her, as if he was thinking about something but also as if he was not thinking about anything.

Zhong Ran was heartbroken when he saw him.

This big cool boy refused to save him and refused to leave. His purpose was obvious, waiting for her to let go.

The matter of lighting the explosives could not be delayed any longer, otherwise Helianling would only die if he rushed to Wushan with so many people.

but……

"Your crotch is open and I can see your bird."

Zhong Ran suddenly said this and pointed with his finger.

Xiaojue's expression suddenly changed, and she subconsciously closed her legs and looked down.

He was originally squatting with a big split, and the legs were brought together to make him unstable. He almost plunged into the snow, and then found that there was no bird at all.

It's rare to see him with a calm and cold face but also a wolfish side.

Zhong Ran clapped his hands and laughed wildly.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Xiaojue swept up a snowflake with one leg. Zhong Ran buried half of his body in the snow, and his laughter stopped abruptly.

Seeing Xiaojue getting up to leave, Zhong Ran hurriedly stopped him, "Don't you just want to know how my martial arts came about? I'll tell you as long as you save me."

As soon as she finished speaking, a dark shadow fell in front of her, holding her waist and touching the snow with her toes, and the two of them landed safely in the blink of an eye.

"Nangong Miaochu, you are Nangong Miaochu." He said with determination.

Zhong Ran said nothing.

"Nangong Miaochu led a God-killing team of only 20 people in Long Yuan Kingdom to fight against 5,000 border bandits. She pierced the opponent's leader's throat with a sword and defeated the enemy. Her sword piercing the throat was the same as yours just now in Yuncheng. The sword used to pierce the throat is exactly the same."

Zhong Ran took a deep breath, looked into his eyes and said seriously, "My martial arts was taught by my master."

Xiao Jue frowned and asked in a rare urgent tone, "Are you really Nangong Miaochu's disciple?"

Zhong Ran changed the subject and said, "We'll talk about this later. I have something more important to do now, which is related to human life. You Qinggong can take me there."

Seeing her eager expression, Xiaojue didn't ask any more questions, grabbed her waist and rushed straight into the wind and snow, arriving at the cottage soon.

Zhong Ran did not let him follow her, but told him to stay away while she ducked into the village.

The rumbling explosions resounded through the valley, and the earth shook. The snow that had been piled up on the top of the mountain for several months rolled down and almost buried half of the mountain village.

The sound of rocks collapsing, the sound of wooden houses breaking, and people's screams and cries for mercy were all in chaos. Helianling led his soldiers into the stronghold.

Zhong Ran had no interest in admiring it and took a small path down the mountain.

If Yuncheng's one hundred soldiers fought against two thousand bandits and all were dead, they would have to implement a strategy of dividing the troops if they wanted to win.

The reward offered by Yun City to recruit soldiers to ask for help from other cities is just a pretense. The purpose is to provoke the bandits to attack the city. Once they come in, they will catch turtles in the jar, and then attack the laxly guarded mountain stronghold, all at once.

Zhong Ran plays an important role in the entire plan, and her archery skills and courage determine success or failure.

On the way, Zhong Ran shot a pheasant, looked around, found a big tree to clear away the snow, and planned to barbecue on the spot.

She said to the dark figure behind her, "If you want to eat roast chicken, go find firewood for me."

Xiaojue said nothing. When he came back, he hugged a bunch of branches. Zhong Ran took a look at them and said, "How can you burn something that's wet?"

Xiaojue activated his internal energy to dry the branches. Zhong Ran gave him a thumbs up, "Brother Xiaojue, your internal energy is strong."

Zhong Ran deftly plucked the pheasant, disemboweled it, put it on the grill, took out bottles and jars with condiments and sprinkled it on, and soon the aroma of barbecue spread.

Xiaojue was leaning against the tree and holding his sword while watching, but at some point he sat down next to her. He stared at the roasted chicken without blinking, his Adam's apple rolled, and his curled eyelashes were like small brushes, shaking and shaking.

Zhong Ran glanced at him and laughed silently.

His facial features are straight, his delicacy is majestic, and he looks cold and serious, but after all, he is a teenager, and there is no way he is not greedy for food.

After tearing off a chicken drumstick and giving it to him, Xiaojue hesitated before taking it.

"It's over!" Zhong Ran suddenly shouted.

Xiaojue turned to look at her and saw her running away with half a roast chicken and patting the snow on her butt, looking very anxious.

The donkey cart swayed and stopped in front of the wooden house. Zhong Ran jumped out of the car and shouted, "Yi Bing, I'm back!"

With a creak, the door of the wooden house opened, and a light green figure came out, with a long and graceful figure.

Zhong Ran opened his arms to hug him, kissed him on the red lips, rubbed the tip of his nose, and said softly, "Baby, you miss me so much."

Yi Bing looked her up and down to make sure she was fine, then she smiled and her voice was like jade breaking into pieces.

"Master Wife, it's good that you're okay, Yi Bing misses you too." After saying that, she lowered her head and blushed with embarrassment.

He is not as passionate as Zhong Ran, and it is not easy to get him to say that he misses you, and it is in broad daylight.

Zhong Ran hugged his waist and touched him for a long time, pretending to be displeased, "I didn't eat well, and I lost weight."