The villain king really doesn't want to rebel

After the brief turmoil passed, when they met again the next day, Liang Ren looked at his deadly enemy for these years, and his eyes were already a little wrong.

As for what changed, they were all tacit matters, but in the subsequent few hunts and treasures, there was no objection over the ownership.

But within three days, the two factions almost captured all the movable people in the valley.

But before the due deadline, there are often people who are making a fuss in the middle of the night and going to look elsewhere, they are just some southern barbarians who want to change their tastes and fill their stomachs.

Wen Yan caught a glimpse of the carts and horses being delivered to the cook's hands from afar, and the tip of her tongue was a little bit astringent.

In the early morning of the fourth day, within an hour, someone really couldn't sit still.

Nanman was urging to compete in wrestling, bow and horse riding, etc. When Qian Chun came to report, Wen Yan knew that these energetic guys still couldn't sit still.

"The servants came from outside just now, and a group of people gathered around the bowing field, which looked very lively." Qian Chun was indeed a little excited, her voice was higher than usual, and Wen Yan could tell from her smile that she might be quite interesting Wonderful.

The corner of the girl's mouth hooked.

"I don't need to deliver the set meals in the afternoon. I'm going out for a walk in the afternoon. I'm too tired of eating these days, and it's too boring to stay in it all the time."

There was a potted plant in front of the seat, and her gentle gaze never moved away while she was speaking. She was holding scissors to measure where it was too much. It is always necessary to be fine and focused when doing this kind of work.

As soon as the words fell, Qian Chun had already made a list of His Highness's trips in his mind.

Wen Yan took the time to look at the suddenly serious face of his maid, and probably knew what was going on in her mind, feeling a little helpless.

"Don't be so troublesome, just prepare a horse. If I don't go far, I will just walk around."

When the maid took the last step of turning around from the curtain, someone spoke again.

Qian Chun waited expectantly for Wen Yan's question.

"Who's on the field outside?" Wen Yan's fingers had emerald green flakes, her expression was calm, at least Qian Chun couldn't see anything unusual.

The heart of the woman who sincerely hoped to reconcile was slightly heavy, and she spoke cautiously:

"The one on the opposite side is the leader of the mission, and the one on our side is,"

"General Luo."

A thin branch was cut off, Wen Yan put down the scissors in her hand, she raised her eyes, the emotion in her eyes was still Qianchun's unpredictable emotion.

The girl smiled, she said.

"Let's continue to watch later."

"Maybe it's a rare exchange of ideas."

The maid obediently stepped out of the curtain, and this time there was no voice behind her to stop her.

Today is a sunny day.

The wind is also just right, the front sight and wind direction for the bow and arrow are the best.

A circle of onlookers on the side of the archery range stared intently at the two men bowing their bows and nodding their arrows.

When the arrow feather in the hand of one of them left like a falcon, the people present looked at the target 30 meters away with the sound of piercing through the air. There was only a moment of silence, and warm cheers came out of the Nanman's mouth.

Right in the bull's eye.

Aruda let out a breath, and put down the heavy bow in his hand. He ignored the joy of his clansmen, and pointed his provocative eyes at the woman beside him.

"How?" The man laughed wildly without concealing it, "If you can't handle this weight, I can give you a light bow, but no matter how light it is, I don't have it here. Or you If you throw it with your hands, you might even hit a half target."

"You're a woman after all."

The object of laughter, Luo Hanjue's dense and long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes fell on the curved bow entwined with thick vines in her hand. The man's rough long fingers, and the woman's slender and white hands, at the moment seem to be precious and untouched by spring water.

With her hair hanging down, Luo Hanjue lightly brushed over the strangling tendons, making a dull sound.

Amidst the hostility, she remained unmoved.

Most of the surroundings were rough male voices, and the Liang people were cold-eyed and straight. Only a few Southern barbarians buried in the crowd looked at the prince who was still talking nonsense with disapproval, and also looked secretly at the straight and pine-like prince. back.

Still the same as before.

Anya supported her forehead and sighed, "You idiot brother."

She was really helpless. Before she left, didn't her father and the priest tell her to be careful, and if she dared to be so unrestrained on other people's land, was she really not afraid of being detained as a proton?

The girl looked at the man on the field, with unspeakable worry in her eyes, Aruda knew clearly that his current state was very dangerous.

Of course, Aruda was not aware of his little sister's good intentions, and all his thoughts were focused on the woman in front of him.

But Luo Hanjue's indifference made him anxious again.

In fact, his pupils had already focused abnormally, bloodshot eyes appeared in the corners of his eyes, and the vigorous vitality completely agitated the man's emotions.

He was too nervous and excited.

After all the sounds in Luo Hanjue's hands disappeared, she nocked the arrow, drew the bow, and left the string.

The process was easy and clear, and when the others were still immersed in the emotions just now, the sound of piercing the air fell from the sky in a daze.

This one completely cut the wooden arrow in the middle of the bull's-eye on the previous one. Others looked closely, and the three-point penetration force firmly nailed the remaining arrow clusters that hit the red dot in the previous one.

A hardwood core cut in half falls from the ground.

Some people were very surprised. They looked at the wreckage on the ground. It was made entirely of the hardest wood in the extremely cold place, and the tip was also made of the best cold iron. It is a reward only for the brave of the tribe.

Was it cut off so easily by a woman?

For the first time, this group of young people, who had not been swept away by the cold gun like Aruda, had a substitute for the enemy that the tribal elders had secretly passed on.

When I came back to my senses, some sensible people who had cooled down were already breaking out in cold sweat.

The woman drew back the bow slowly, and the heavy bow drawn into a crescent moon seemed to have no resistance in Luo Hanjue's hands, and the movement of pulling the bow in the blink of an eye was complete.

Luo Hanjue's breathing didn't change for an instant.

It is the power that Aruda has not been able to show.

The crowd was a little restless.

When Luo Hanjue's prestige was displayed in real time in front of Aruda, this young man who missed the bloody battlefield, he stared at the indifferent figure that was gradually going away, until the green clothes disappeared into the green field.

From the beginning to the end, Luo Hanjue didn't say a word, entered the stage calmly, and left amidst the commotion.

When Anya approached, she stretched out her hand and tried to wake up the man who was standing there in deep thought.

Aruda turned around, laughed and rubbed the girl's head, there was no haze in the eagle's eyes, he looked at the clear blue sky.

"Yes, it seems that those guys are not unreasonable to be labeled as grandsons."

"Brother, it's not good for you to say that about your own family."

The girls had some accents, after all, they were the ones who were beaten back and forth.

The man didn't seem to understand the little princess' kindness.

"Hmph, what are you afraid of? Could it be that they still have the face to mention these things. They were so happy just now, why didn't they remember how aggrieved they were when they were beaten to the point of peeing?"

Even though he was slapped in the face for speaking wildly and lying in public, Aruda had a bright face. He once again looked at the vacant seat where his opponent had long since disappeared, and smiled softly.

Wen Yan withdrew her eyes, and the sniffling creature approached, and she smoothed her hair comfortingly.Stepping on the stirrups, the girl mounted the horse vigorously and smoothly, and her beautiful movements were not as good as those of a skilled warrior.

Wang An, who couldn't tell he was a sick man at all, pulled the rope in his hand and pinched the horse's belly forcefully. The one-in-a-million horse disappeared on the sideline.

Wen Yan squinted her eyes as the galloping horse was wrapped in the wind, she enjoyed this carefree feeling.

She rode the horse for half a day, and walked aimlessly everywhere, completely following the horse's temperament, and she was already far away from the camp before she knew it.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the ripples by the river, and the remaining heat of the day dissipated quickly, and there was already a bit of chill in the wild.

Wen Yan sat on the grass by the river bank, ignoring the fact that her delicate clothes were stained by the wet steam, she tossed the round stones in her hand, which were picked up casually, and the blossoms lit up on the surface of the water Flowers rise and fall.

She tried many times, but she couldn't cast the fifth flower.

It wasn't discouraged, it was precisely because no one else was around that Wen Yan rarely tried to make a fool of himself.

She watched the fading ripples with interested interest on her pretty face.

Wen Yan probed to the side, her fingertips could only feel the thorns of weeds, she turned her head and found that she had thrown away all the surrounding stones.

But there are still stone flakes available, and the rough friction of the palm made her bend her neck to look.

But this one is the last one.

Throw it?

There was brilliance in her eyes, and Wen Yan groped for the edge of the upside-down palm of her hand. The warm glow of the setting sun happened to be printed on the girl's side face, with outstanding eyebrows and eyes.

Wen Yan's rare sense of tranquility at this moment was so confusing, the person lost in the woods took his steps lightly, and the finished draft was slowly held back in his mouth.

The lost girl stood still and stared at the back.

Anya suddenly realized that what she said was true.

The beauties in the Central Plains are really more beautiful than the other.

That Luo Hanjue was like that, and now this one is too.

Wen Yan stood up from the river bank. In order to facilitate the possibility of going out in the past few days, she specially changed into a set of casual clothes that were easy to ride a horse.The biggest difference is that the moment Wen Yan raised his hand, Wen Yan no longer had to tie up his loose and flowing robe sleeves.

She was facing the lake, where the deeper ground had sunk many times in failure.

Will this one follow suit?

Without hesitation, before the hardness of the stone was completely released from her hands, she heard someone talking.

"It's going to fall."

Seeing that Wen Yan didn't intend to stop at all, Anya didn't know what was wrong with her, so she abruptly turned up the volume.She repeated, "It will fall quickly."

After blurting out, she was a little annoyed, and she wanted to remind others.But will it be bad for her to be like this all of a sudden?

The eyebrows and eyes that would make people's hearts are fixed, and there is no surprise at all from being disturbed by her.

There was a slight sound of falling into the water, exactly as the girl who appeared suddenly said, the last one in Wen Yan's hand also failed to reach the original goal.

The five waves seem to be invisible today.

She is a little pity.

After stopping, Wen Yan reckoned that the horses had been stocked to the point where they were full, so she took out a whistle, and the hole of the whistle made a melodious tune.

In the green mountains and fields, the wind blows again.

She put away her whistle, wrapped her arms warmly in front of her chest, and she didn't say a word to anyone.

Throughout the whole process, Wen Yan turned a blind eye to it, and did not feel ashamed and angry at seeing a failure by an outsider who appeared suddenly, nor did he have any tentative exchanges as Anya imagined.

She closed her eyes, as if she was the only one on this huge river bank.

As the protagonist who has been completely ignored, Anya is also strange.

Especially the talkative one.

"How many times did you throw it just now? Why don't you continue. I'm going to be in the water. Your posture was wrong just now. If you put your hands down a little more, there will definitely be more splashes."

As she spoke, Anya began to search for the surrounding grass. This excited look seemed to be demonstrating her actions to others.

Within a few breaths of her appearing in Wen Yan's sight, the embarrassing stalemate never occurred, her clever voice was not annoying, and the crispness and beauty of young girls were never annoying.

But the chattering lark is also very bearable for a long time.

The words are dense, and there is a question sentence in a few or two sentences. The tone maintains an ever-growing enthusiasm, and every tone at the end of the word is rising.

This is the shallow impression that King An gave to this Nanman princess.

The horse still didn't come, and the wind in her ears didn't stop, Wen Yan opened her eyes and looked at the girl who was talking non-stop around her.

What came into my eyes was a cute smiling face that responded to her. The almond-shaped eyes were round and beautiful, with big and bright pupils. She was wearing the same red dress as that day, and Wen Yan's eyes fell on the corner of the skirt.

The sample is exactly the same as that day, it should be specially configured clothing, but this one has different fine workmanship and lace, which is a little trick that girls will have.

Wen Yan understood.

The person in front of him still didn't stop talking cheerfully, and Wen Yan's mouth pierced his heart.

"You'd better go back as soon as possible. Otherwise, if those guys go crazy again, it won't be so easy to settle." When Wen Yan said these words, his emotions were cold. Seeing the calm and dignified look of the girl in front of him, there was a bit of an enemy in front of him. There should be some indifferent distance.

He's not stupid, and his brain turns pretty fast.

Suddenly deserted, all senses will be magnified.

Wen Yan finally heard the sound of horseshoes.

Anya seems to have good hearing. She tilted her shoulders a little, and the crisp clatter of pearls and jades was heard.

It was trembling, about the same volume as a bowstring.

Her lips moved, but she didn't say anything more.

After this silence, the steed has come to Wen Yan's side.

The shadow of the horse completely covered the little princess.

Wen Yan looked at her, Anya was the petite among the women Wen Yan had ever seen.She suddenly understood the reminder from the system last time.

Behind such a big tree stump, it is more than enough to hide a small one.

The horses are close, and the snout is close at hand.It is dear and spiritual. Just as she was about to look towards the crowd, Anya took a step back. Her bright eyes were still the same, but a little more cramped.

Wen Yan didn't miss this point.

She was already small, and she looked even more so in front of a tall horse who was one in a thousand, but this contrast made her look more like a child, the kind of simple fool who would deliberately sneak out into the rivers and lakes.

Wen Yan lowered his eyes and calmed down a little.

She raised her hand and was about to point someone in the direction.

Suddenly, the system's warning sounded.

Wen Yan followed the warning, and tried his best to roll to the side, staggering the heavy body that fell down.

As the girl's shouts resounded, the hot horse blood streaked across the residual heat of the setting sun, dyeing the greenery, and the hoarse and shrill horse's roar disturbed the birds in the woods. Tian Qiong watched this chaotic scene.

On the distant mountain top, a man's dark eyes locked on the red spot, and the bowstring in his hand flew out sharply.

It's the second arrow.

It happened to be where Wen Yan fell.