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When the leader heard this, his eyes flickered slightly, but he dared not say a word.

Shen Qinglan didn't care. He just pulled out the arrow stuck in his earlobe, played with it slowly in his hand, and continued quietly:

"In the battle of Lishui, you Xiqi had already been beaten to the point of being unable to breathe. Even if you captured the old Princess Zhan, it would only delay the fighting for a few days. Do you think you can change the situation?"

"The people behind you are just using you to kill the War King from the inside and outside, and then sit back and reap the benefits, taking away the credit for the battle from the War King!"

"And at that time, do you think you, the vanguards, can escape?"

When Shen Qinglan said this, his voice condensed. He leaned over and grabbed the leader's hair, forcing him to look at him.

Shen Qinglan's eyes were as bright as pearls, as if they could see through people's hearts. With just one glance, the little leader was already very nervous, his eyes were wandering and he wanted to dodge.

But Shen Qinglan opened his mouth and said directly:

"You are just a small sergeant. You are nothing more than a pawn, an ant to Xiqi or the person behind you!"

"Whether this succeeds or not, you will die! But I can give you a chance! As long as you tell me who ordered you to leave, I can ensure that you leave the Great Yong Dynasty safely."

The little leader was very moved after hearing what Shen Qinglan said, but he still couldn't help but tilt his neck and said:

"I, I won't tell you! Just kill me! I'm not afraid of death!"

After hearing this, Shen Qinglan laughed out loud as if he had heard a joke.

With a hint of mockery in her eyes, she looked directly at Shu Wen and said:

"Pry open his mouth and take out whatever is hidden behind his teeth."

Shuwen nodded, and without saying a word, he stepped forward and punched the little leader in the mouth.

With a "bang", the little leader spat out a pill mixed with his teeth, and it fell to the ground.

Shen Qinglan raised his foot, lightly crushed the poison pill, and said in a contemptuous voice:

"If you wanted to die, you would have chewed up the poison and swallowed it! So, you are not as brave as you think you are."

Most of these people are death warriors.

What is a death soldier?

If he fails to die during the mission, he will commit suicide immediately to destroy the evidence!

She had just discovered that several people had committed suicide by taking poison when they saw that the situation was not good. This showed that her guess was absolutely correct.

Upon hearing this, the little leader knelt on the ground in despair and opened his mouth and said:

"I, I don't want to die. I still have parents, a wife, and children. They, they are looking forward to my return. I... I don't want to fight. Why should I fight..."

When the little leader said this, he held his head and burst into tears, feeling extremely desperate.

Shen Qinglan looked at the little leader, but there was no sympathy in his eyes.

Since ancient times, the victims of war have always been the common people. When a country prospers, the people suffer; when a country perishes, the people also suffer.

However, this is not a reason for this little leader to harm the weak!

Shen Qinglan looked at the bodies of a dozen girls lying on the ground around her who had died to protect the old Princess Zhan, and she could not feel any sympathy for the young sergeant from Xiqi.

Retracting his gaze, Shen Qinglan looked at the little sergeant who was still crying and said:

"Time is running out, speak quickly."

The young sergeant wiped his tears quickly, thought for a moment and said, "I don't know who that person is. Every time he appears, he wears a black robe, but..."

"But what?"

"I saw him wearing a bright yellow inner garment under his black robe. According to the specifications, I'm afraid only members of the royal family can wear it, and..."

"This man has a shrill voice. I once knew someone with the same voice, so I concluded that he must be a eunuch!"

When Shen Qinglan heard this, his brows furrowed slightly.

A royal man, a eunuch...

Shen Qinglan's mind flashed with the names of several princes under Emperor Jingren, but she had never heard of any prince who was born a eunuch.

However, this is normal. If people find out that he is a eunuch, how can the throne have anything to do with him?

Seeing that Shen Qinglan remained silent for a long time, the little leader said anxiously: "I will tell you everything I know, and you promise to save my life!"

Shen Qinglan nodded slightly, then turned and walked towards the old Princess Zhan, saying only softly: "Shuwen."

Shuwen understood instantly, raised the sword in his hand, and pierced the young sergeant's heart!

The young sergeant looked at the tip of the sword piercing his chest in shock, pointed at Shen Qinglan, and said after a while: "You, lied, lied..."

Shen Qinglan looked back with a sneer and said softly: "From the moment you allowed your people to harm the people of the Great Yong Dynasty, you have no way to survive!"

At this time, of the dozen women who had just followed Princess Lao Zhan out, only five or six were still alive.

Except for the young girl who was still supporting the old Princess Zhan, the rest of them had suffered serious injuries.

When these women saw that the little leader was dead, they all felt extremely relieved!

Whenever these women thought of the hell-like scene in Xiangshan Temple these days, their eyes would tear up.

"Qing Lan..."

When Princess Lao Zhan saw Shen Qinglan coming, she grabbed her hand and said with heartache:

"Thank you for your hard work. Let's go home."

Shen Qinglan nodded, and looked at the injuries of those women again. He found that although they were injured, they were still able to walk. Then he felt relieved and helped the old Princess Zhan to leave.

But after taking only two steps, he discovered that Princess Zhan's foot had been injured at some point, and it hurt a lot with every step he took.

"Qinglan, go back and find reinforcements first. Everyone is dead. I'll just wait for you here."

Princess Zhan felt as if she had become a burden to Shen Qinglan, and she let go of Shen Qinglan's hand with some guilt.

But Shen Qinglan held Princess Zhan's hand tightly and frowned:

"Mother, we can't stay here for long. We can't stay here any longer. Don't you notice that the number of people is wrong?"

Shen Qinglan looked at the corpses and said in a deep voice.

Princess Lao Zhan's heart skipped a beat, the fingers that were holding Shen Qinglan's hand turned white, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

The purple-clad girl who had just supported the old princess couldn't help but speak up:

"Yes! When the bandits came that day, I saw that there were at least a hundred of them, but I don't know what the rest of them were doing. They only came back occasionally, leaving only these dozen people to guard the Xiangshan Temple..."

If there were not only a dozen people, how could Shen Qinglan and Shuwen save them?

In other words, they may meet those people at any time!

But now, it is very difficult to bring this group of injured and weak women down the mountain!

They climbed the cliff when they came here, can they climb it again when they go back?

Shen Qinglan was silent for a moment, then pointed in a direction without hesitation and said:

"We saw a cave there when we came here. We will hide there first, and then let Shuwen go to get help."

Shen Qinglan's image just now was too shocking for these women.

Shen Qinglan is like a snow lotus blooming on an iceberg. She looks weak, but she has the tenacity to withstand the wind and snow!

She was so heroic and her moves were clean and neat. Although she was a girl, she was no less capable than a boy!

For a moment, the women's hearts couldn't help but fluctuate.

So no matter what Shen Qinglan said at this time, they had no intention of refutation.

The group of people walked with each other's support, and fortunately the rain covered their traces.

After a while, everyone arrived at the cave that Shen Qinglan mentioned.

The cave is not big, but fortunately it can accommodate a dozen women.

Everyone was already soaked by this time. They finally found some dry firewood to light. They sat together, drying their clothes and keeping warm.

After Shen Qinglan settled everyone, he said to Shuwen:

"Go back and report as soon as possible, and be careful about your own safety."

Shuwen nodded, then frowned and asked:

"But who should I go to?"