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A few more people broke in, surrounded the bleeding second king in the crowd, and controlled his struggle. Ye Youqing blocked Ci Ke's sight with his body to calm her down.

After the woman lost control, she was very strong, Ye Youqing could only hug her with all his strength, and whispered her name softly.

It was a mess inside and outside the house, the sound of swords clashing against eardrums, mixed with cursing and scolding, made people's heads buzzing.

The person in her arms finally stopped struggling, her stiff body gradually melted, and her whole body leaned against her, as if holding her breath in the water for a long time and finally saw the air, her breathing was so rapid that she wanted to faint.

Only then did Ye Youqing let her go, and held her wrist to let her see his face clearly.

That small and delicate face was full of tears, washed away some powder, revealing the delicate skin inside, flushed with excitement.

"Ye Youqing." She said angrily, her words were broken, and then she touched Ye Youqing's face.

"It's me." Ye Youqing replied.

Ye Youqing was not much better at the moment, just after dealing with the guards outside the door, when he opened the door, he saw the woman's hands covered in blood, which frightened her until her eyes went dark, and her heart is still pounding now.

Ye Youqing knew that Ci Ke was not what he appeared on the surface, but he had never seen her so out of control and ruthless, like a depraved banished fairy, but also like a vengeful evildoer, making people horrified to see her.

Of course, more is distressed.

"Hey, let go." Ye Youqing tried his best to soften his voice, for fear of startling her, then reached into her palm and took out the hairpin that was being held tightly. Ci Ke didn't let go at first, but later he did.

Ci Ke hadn't broken free from the violence just now, her body was trembling, and she was kneeling on the ground, with blood dripping from one hand, still dripping along her fingertips.

Ye Youqing wiped the blood off her hands with his sleeves, and he was relieved that he didn't see the wound, while Ci Ke let her move without leaving his eyes for a moment.

"He said you were dead." Ci Ke said softly.

Ye Youqing suddenly felt sour. She thought it was the man who did something to her, but it turned out to be because of herself.

"I'm not dead, don't worry." Ye Youqing said, reaching out to wipe away the tears on her face, and wiped the water with one hand, "Can you get up?"

Ci Ke nodded, trying to support Ye Youqing's arm to stand up, Ye Youqing took her hand to turn around, and blocked a stool leg flying from nowhere.

The second king had already been pressed to the ground by several people, his rough face full of scars and potholes was pressed against the ground, and scarlet blood kept flowing from his chest, rubbing against the ground.

"Who are you, come here, come here!" He yelled, Ye Youqing didn't want to hear his hoarse voice, so he waved his hands with a sullen face, and several people hurriedly bound his arms and pulled the man's huge body out. rise from the ground.

There were still swords and swords outside the door, and the obvious disadvantage in black clothes, Shi Lizheng knocked down one with a punch, and came to the ground lightly.

"Xiaoqing, although they have a large number of people, all the other guards have been dealt with, and only these are still struggling." Shili held his breath and reached out to wrap Ci Ke's shoulder.

"Ci Ke..." Shili Feng's eyes drooped slightly, also full of distress.

"Sister Shili." Ci Ke has softened a lot, and said softly and weakly.

Ye Youqing was expressionless, but anyone who knew her well would know that the angrier she was, the calmer she would be.

"Come here." She said lightly, twirling the flower hairpin she just took from Ci Ke's hand around her fingertips, and the tip was touching the throat of the second king. The man who was still shouting just now finally fell silent, staring at Ye Still clear.

"You, are you that little boy?" He looked into Ye Youqing's eyes, angry and frightened, and opened his mouth in shock.

"Yes." Ye Youqing nodded, then rubbed the blade against his neck, grinding out a light bloodstain, "Tell them to stop."

When the pain hit, the man gasped, not daring to struggle any more, and tremblingly said: "Stop, stop!"

The sound of swords and swords outside gradually weakened, and with a few clangs, the remaining men in black were all disarmed, and the surroundings finally became quiet, except for everyone breathing.

"What a thief, what are your intentions in infiltrating into my cottage!" The second king cursed sharply, the wound on his chest made him grin his teeth, so ferocious.

"What is your intention in kidnapping people to work for you?" Ye Youqing said, cutting open his sleeve with a knife, revealing the cross-shaped tattoo on his arm. If you don't see the sun, what are your intentions!"

"When will I!" The second king said, his lips trembling, he hurriedly looked at the group of men in gray cloth and brown in front of him, his face was suddenly gray.

I saw that their faces were covered with dust from the ground, only their eyes were burning, filled with disappointment and anger, and they all stared at him angrily.

"Don't be fooled by this scheming thing!" The second king suddenly shouted, "Our iron cavalry, Meng Sirong, has always lived and died together, with one heart and one heart, how can we trust the nonsense of an outsider !"

"And you, I'm your leader, how dare you treat me like this!" The second king struggled vigorously, but Ye Youqing pulled his scalp and pressed him to the ground hard.

He raised his eyes and met Ye Youqing's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. His voice weakened, and there was no emotion in those eyes, which was enough to suppress the flustered him.

"Iron cavalry is loyal to the people, loyal to King Sirong, what has it to do with you?" Ye Youqing said contemptuously, raising his fist, holding a crystal pendant, and exposing it to the bright lights.

For a while, the surroundings were silent.

The thin and tall men in the crowd knelt down first, and then they knelt down in front of their eyes. In the end, even those men in black who were originally loyal to the Second King staggered and knelt down.

Ye Youqing's voice sounded at the right time, and he said warmly: "By the way, you just said, who is an outsider?"

The second king stared at the exquisite pendant, his eyes turned from resentment to despair.

"Fenghua Pendant..." he opened his mouth.

"You, are you in the same group?" He murmured, and then rushed towards Ci Ke, "You poisonous woman..."

Before he could move a few steps, he was kicked in the chest, blood came out from the wound and his mouth, and he fell to the ground askew.

"I'll give you this kick back." Ye Youqing said, touching the back of Ci Ke's hand comfortingly, then slowly squatted down, and said softly, "You should be glad you didn't touch her."

The second king glared at Ye Youqing angrily. He suddenly endured the severe pain and elbowed the man behind him who was controlling him. Then he twisted his body and broke free, rushed into the room, and threw the wooden table with the tablet aside. The melons and fruits shattered.

He looked like a madman, his fingers were bloody, and he tore a piece of wood off, revealing a small dark hole, and he desperately stretched his hand in.

"Damn girl, I've lost everything! If you want to steal my things or my women, there's no way!" He laughed hoarsely, his eyes were filled with resentment as if poisoned, "I'm overwhelmed! Today I want all of you to be buried with me!"

"Ye Youqing!" Ci Ke panicked when he heard the words, and hurried to pull Ye Youqing's arm, but saw the woman turn around and wink at her, pursing her lips and smiling.

A few people secretly said that it was not good, and wanted to stop them anxiously, but it was too late.

I saw that the two kings moved something vigorously, and suddenly there was a click, the room suddenly shook violently, the sound of something burning came, and ghosts were crying and howling outside the door.

The second king closed his eyes with a happy smile, but time passed slowly, and everything subsided again, only the sound of the wind circling happily around the room.

He opened his eyes, his face paled in shock, and he continued to forcefully pull on the mechanism, but he heard a hoarse laugh, and a middle-aged man with a beard staggered in from the door, holding a length of lead wire in his hand, dancing with joy .

The second king stood firm against the wall and looked at him in surprise.

"Why, I haven't seen you for a few years, so I don't recognize you?" The man smiled and brushed away his mop-like hair, revealing half of his face with high browbones. When the second king saw this, he slid down the wall, kicking his butt. sit on the ground.

"It's been a year since you left, but you're still the same as usual." The man said as he leaned closer, looking up and down at the frightened second king in front of him.

"Brother, I..."

The man quickly waved his hand: "Brother? You can't afford it. Back then, because of your disagreement, you gave me a spell and imprisoned me underground for four full years. How could you call me big brother?"

The iron riders on the side looked at each other, and suddenly someone shouted: "Your Majesty, it's Your Majesty!"

Then, like gunpowder erupting, everyone shouted in disorder, excited, and the voice resounded through the sky. Ye Youqing pulled Ci Keke back ten miles to the corner to avoid being bumped by people swarming forward.

Knowing that everything was over, the second king immediately turned ashen and collapsed on the ground, allowing people to drag him out of the door, leaving a long bloodstain on the ground.

"Wait for me first, and I'll catch up with you later." The man said, waving his hand at the second king who was dragged out.

After he left, the crowd quieted down, and the lights illuminated their faces, all of which had been trapped underground for a long time, only the eyes were clean, full of tears and expectations, looking at the ragged man.

"My lord, you..." Someone sobbed, but the man raised his hand to stop him.

"I'm the captain of the iron cavalry, not some kind of king of the mountain. Don't shout after this wolf-hearted thing." The man raised his hands and said, "What's more, my iron cavalry has been loyal to King Sirong all my life. Now that descendants come here, they can't call me Be king."

All eyes looked at Ye Youqing, and Ye Youqing suddenly felt like he was being illuminated by a spotlight, and then the man stretched out his arms and pulled her to the center.

Just as Ye Youqing was about to speak about this matter, he saw the man kneeling on one knee, his hoarse voice clearly audible in the strong wind.

"Iron cavalry, welcome the girl!"

Ye Youqing turned around again, and there was a mass of kneeling human heads outside the door. Deafening cries rang out, startling the birds in the mountains, and under the faint sky, they lined up and rushed into the sky.

"Iron cavalry, welcome the girl!"

"Iron cavalry, welcome the girl!"

……

Half an hour later, Ye Youqing escaped from the busy aftermath, opened the door and went into the house where the wedding candles had been removed, Ci Ke was sitting at the table, the blood-stained wedding dress had been changed, but the makeup had not yet remove.

Shili was putting away the bowl she had finished drinking, and said after seeing Ye Youqing, "Is it finished?"

"Almost, the people who followed the second king before have been imprisoned, and now they are bringing out the people who were imprisoned in other caves, and I'm afraid they will be busy until daytime." Ye Youqing said, picked up the teapot on the table, and took a sip of water .

"I just boiled some decoction for Ci Ke, but she has been silent. I see, I have to boil a few more packs." Shili nodded his chin, thought, and then walked out with long legs, carrying a bowl. Door.

"The medicine is three-point poisonous, you should cook less." Ye Youqing shouted towards the door.

Ten miles away, Ye Youqing turned around and walked towards Ci Ke cautiously. The woman was as stiff as a statue, until Ye Youqing approached, and she stretched out her arms automatically, letting Ye Youqing bend over and slip into it. into her arms.

Ci Ke let out a soft, satisfied breath.