From an Ugly Peasant Woman to a Carefree Princess

Chapter 122: Fierce battle

It's too late, it's fast, the spiritual horror has ran to Ye Chunhua's body, arching Ye Chunhua's body that fell forward with his head.

The leader of the box was heartbroken at the death of the elites who went to make up the sword one by one, and was about to draw the bow again, but saw that Ye Chunhua, who had inserted two arrows, had turned on her horse.

Ye Chunhua smiled boldly: "I never thought that I would be warmed by a horse! It's so frightening, I'll feed you eggs when I go back!"

The leader used his bow and arrow to the ground fiercely: "Damn it! The arrow can't be shot! The road ahead is full of poison! Let's go around here and continue chasing! Leave the team of the moon, clear the pedestrians on the road, and wait half an hour Later, they collected their bodies. Don't want to be greedy, it must take half an hour. The poison is so bad that holding your breath is useless."

The rest of the people in black followed the leader to bypass the main road and rush towards Ye Chunhua.

They shuddered thinking about Ye Chunhua's appearance just now.

"Boss, that woman, with two arrows in her body, covered in blood, and was chased by us like this again, she could still laugh!"

"Yes! I have never seen a weak woman so sturdy!"

As he was talking, Na Xiang heard Ye Chunhua yell again: "Remind you! Those who follow my **** and eat the wind, I don't know how to die after a while."

The leader stopped and immediately raised his right hand without hesitation.

"Boss! This woman must die!"

"Yes, we dispersed and chased. I don't believe it, she has so many poisons on her body!"

The leader said: "I won't die at this time, and there will be the next time. You are poisoned, but you can't go back! What's more, the Wind Team is chasing Yun Xiaoyao... Yun Xiaoyao's swordsmanship is noble, and with a child, he can How long does it last? If you catch the child, Ye Chunhua will also die!"

Yun Xiaoyao at this time was worse than Ye Chunhua.

That good horse, long ago shot into a hedgehog, fell to the ground and couldn't scream, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

And Yun Xiaoyao, who always loved beauty and cherished feathers, was covered in blood, even his face was smeared with blood.

Only the Qingfeng Sword, after drinking the blood, became more and more clear.

Thinking that he couldn't separate his hands to cover A Li's eyes, Yun Xiaoyao tore a corner of his clothes as a belt, and tied A Li inside the cloak.

Yun Xiaoyao held A Li in one hand and a sword in the other, facing the encirclement of dozens of people.

The sword was dripping blood, and I don't know if it was Yun Xiaoyao's hand or the enemy's blood.

"Uncle, you are hurt."

"Ali is not afraid, uncle can't die."

"Wow, mother, I want mother!" A Li was in the Greatcloak, and her voice trembled: "Did the mother bleed too?"

Yun Xiaoyao's eyes were like thorns, but his voice was soft as if he was humming to a baby: "Your mother has a big fate, A Li is obedient, uncle will take you home to find your mother."

"It's better to catch with one's hands, than to die miserably." Someone sneered, "Yun Xiaoyao, it is better to abandon the child and still live."

"Do you only need children?"

"Yes, we only need children." The man said in a calm voice, but he couldn't help thinking of his fellow robe who had just died: Yun Xiaoyao's sword was so fast that it was beyond defense. Those who died are fatal with one sword!

How can one be distracted in a master battle?

Yun Xiaoyao seized the opportunity and pierced the speaker's throat with a sword.

Only at the same time, he hit another arrow in the back: If it had been in the past, he would only have to stab him back. With a stab back, A Li must be exposed to the sword on the left.

He was not sure not to hurt A Li!

After a while, one person fell down again.

"Yun Xiaoyao, don't fight against the trapped beast, hand over the child, we will spare your life!"

"Go!" Yun Xiaoyao, who was holding A Li, was another sword.

The person on the left is down.

"The last chance for you to consider, is it war or surrender?"

Yun Xiaoyao held A Li in one hand, and laughed up to the sky: "Although I am not good at learning art, my life alone is enough for thirteen people! Keep going! I'm afraid you will not hurt my family. A Li's got nothing!"

The tone is crazy!

But Yun Xiaoyao does have arrogant capital.

They can't take Yun Xiaoyao, even if the last ten people are dead, they can only stab Yun Xiaoyao a few more swords!

"End! This time we don't kill Yun Xiaoyao, only children!" The captain yelled coldly.

Yun Xiaoyao's hand holding the sword shook, and the panic on his face was fleeting.

"on!"

"Despicable! The second prince assassinated a child less than three years old in the name of a virtuous king. He is not afraid that people from all over the world will laugh at you!?" Yun Xiaoyao sneered, but turned around in a desperate manner to face Wu's family village. direction.

He only concentrates on dealing with a few people in front of him, no matter what his back is!

Fighting for injuries, as long as he doesn't die, he won't look back!

He wants to make a way out!

Not far from Wujiacun! After breaking out of the encirclement, he took A Li, as long as he could run three miles, he could reach the entrance of the village!

The Qingfeng sword was trained like a horse, and flew like a ghost.

One sword is one person falling down!

Of course, Yun Xiaoyao was stabbed a few more holes in the back!

Not lethal! Yun Xiaoyao held A Li in one hand and a sword in the other, rushing forward.

Three miles, there are seven chasing soldiers behind!

In Erli, there are four chasing soldiers behind!

One mile, there are three chasers behind!

Yun Xiaoyao knew that he was about to run out of oil and the lamp was dead, but he vaguely saw the crooked neck tree at the entrance of Wujia Village!

Bows and arrows roared behind him.

Yun Xiaoyao with a pale face no longer had the strength to dodge.

Hit another arrow.

I saw the small road at the entrance of the village. There was a salesman with a burden on the side of the road, and seven or eight villagers were shopping.

The villager looks very familiar. There is something he knows very well in it. What is the name of the new wife who comes to his house and talks to him?

Du Hanshuang.

It is Du Hanshuang and his husband Wu Gensheng, as well as several brothers of his husband, Wu Fusheng...

Yes, they call it this name.

"Brother Gen Sheng, you protect A Li!" Yun Xiaoyao shouted with all his strength.

"A Li, run forward! Don't turn your head!" Yun Xiaoyao untied A Li, tore a piece of cloth, and blindfolded A Li's eyes.

"Uncle, I can't see it."

"Don't look. The road ahead is very straight and flat. Just keep running forward. You run for a while, your aunt and the others will hug you..." Yun Xiaoyao carefully comforted.

A Li is an obedient child since she was a child.

So she ran forward obediently. She was panicked at first, and then heard Du Hanshuang say: "Oh! A Li, it's A Li! A Li is not afraid, my aunt is here!"

Yun Xiaoyao smiled contentedly: "Brother sister, I did what I promised you!"

"Pop!" Lean back!

"He fell! Just a few villagers, kill them!" The captain was delighted: Yun Xiaoyao is finally dead, and the child must be in their hands!

The order I received was: If you can't capture the child, kill it.

Nowadays, although it is fortunate and costly, but!

Fortunately not insulting one's life!