The government was sending out wives, and I ended up with a princess from the previous dynasty!

Chapter 600: How far is it? No one knows Daji's strength better than the Sun and Moon God.

Seeing the other party die so easily, Sun and Moon God was completely stunned!

If I had known that the one who set the trap was that monster Jia Daoshi, I would never have come!

What kind of plan is this? It's practically walking into a trap!

"Shh!"

Just as the Sun and Moon God was stunned, Ji Bingyan slit his throat with a single sword strike!

Only then did the Sun and Moon God realize that he was dead!

Not only the Sun and Moon Gods, but what follows is a one-sided harvest!

This ambush in the small town was a complete success!

They directly killed the Sun and Moon God and Daji!

In such an obscure town, the loss of two core elders must make the mastermind behind this restless very soon!

If we can seize this opportunity to lure the snake out of its hole and capture the mastermind behind it all, then this operation will be a complete success!

"Let's go clean up the battlefield now!"

The most excited one was Jia Bing!

Making money by looting corpses has become one of Jia Bing's greatest pleasures in life.

This is a great opportunity you can't miss!

"wrong!"

Just as Ji Bingyan was happily thinking that the plan would soon be completed, Jia Daoshi's face darkened!

"No! How could you kill them all?"

"These are obviously cannon fodder! The main force hasn't even arrived yet! Can't we leave some alive to question them?"

Jia Daoshi killed Daji because he simply couldn't resist!

But what about the Sun and Moon God?

This guy should know where the mastermind behind the Green Turban Army is hiding!

Ji Bingyan was stunned when she heard Jia Daoshi's words!

She really hadn't expected that!

"I just couldn't help it!" Ji Bingyan said, somewhat annoyed.

In fact, on such a battlefield, once the urge to kill arises, it is very difficult to stop the sword.

Jia Daoshi shrugged: "Actually, it's not a big problem. If you can't hold it in, don't hold it in. Holding it in too much is bad for your health."

Ji Bingyan rolled her eyes: "So what do we do next?"

Jia Daoshi looked at Jia Bing, who was leading Zhang Yishan and a group of children to loot the corpses, and hesitated for a moment before asking, "How far are we from the area where the Green Turban Army and the Imperial Army are fighting?"

Guarjiamusen stepped forward and said, "Based on our previous speed, it should take about three more days to travel."

"Alright, let's head to the battle zone. That place is arguably the most chaotic place in the Great Jing right now. If there's any mastermind behind the Green Turban Army, it must be there!"

After pondering for a moment, Jia Daoshi spoke.

The mysterious disappearance of two elders and an elite team from the Sun Moon Sect will surely attract the attention of the enemy.

If the other side really intends to retaliate, then the combat zone would undoubtedly be the most suitable location.

At that time, these people won't need to hide anymore; they can just swagger around in public!

It's like a top courtesan from a brothel getting mixed up with a bunch of bachelors; she simply can't resist making a move!

……

After a period of rest, the convoy continued on its journey.

Of course, this time Jia Bing was still leading a group of kids in secret.

The Seven Heroes of Southern Xinjiang and Mr. Poison, along with other martial arts figures, led the way and gathered information.

……

Ji Bingyan's carriage was extremely luxurious, with a spacious interior. Because the Blood Droplets had many enemies, traveling by carriage made it easy to be attacked. To prevent such incidents, the carriage was completely sealed, with only two small windows. The windows were covered with curtains made of North Sea ice silkworm silk, which was impervious to water, fire, and weapons. The doors were also made of the finest ebony, covered with a layer of top-grain cowhide, providing top-notch sound insulation and protection.

At this moment, even the air inside the carriage smelled sweet.

Ji Bingyan removed her black cloak, leaving her in only a thin dress, and nestled in Jia Daoshi's arms.

"Where are you now?"

Jia Daoshi reached out and lifted the curtain, peeking out to look at the surrounding open fields.

Tianlang, Bu Bajia, and Hou Jia Shisan rode their horses far ahead.

The person rushing to catch the carriage was Guargiamussen.

Guargiamusen's face was flushed; she had heard the commotion inside the carriage.

Although Ji Bingyan tried her best to control herself, she couldn't help but make some noise.

Hearing Jia Daoshi's question, he silently sympathized with Bu Bajia.

Clearly, the goddess in Bu Bajia's heart has now found her god-king.

The First Lady is the Holy Maiden of Wushan, and Jia Tisi is King Huai of Chu. The two of them were clearly just causing clouds and rain.

"Reporting to the Commander, according to the news from the front, we are still fifty li away from entering the battle zone between the two armies."

"Oh."

Jia Daoshi withdrew his head.

"Did you hear that? It's still so far. Can you massage my legs? I'm exhausted."

Jia Daoshi looked down at the little girl in his arms and smiled.

"Tired my ass! You didn't move an inch just now!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Bingyan rolled her eyes.

But despite her words, her body language betrayed her, and she bent down to massage Jia Daoshi.

After two days of travel, we are now fifty miles from the battlefield. It's such a short distance, we'll be there soon.

It's time to conserve our energy and prepare for the big battle to come!

"Too light, squeeze harder. Were you still hungry?" Jia Daoshi said, lying on a soft and delicate tiger skin mat, his eyes half-closed.

"You bastard! Eat your head my foot!" Ji Bingyan gritted her teeth after hearing this.

However, she now obeys Jia Daoshi's every word and quickly increased her strength.

"Okay, it's alright, but that's the right amount of force."

Jia Daoshi hummed comfortably.

While Jia Daoshi was enjoying the company of beautiful women and riding in his carriage towards the chaotic area, the Qing Turban Army was in complete disarray!

"What! What did you say?!"

In a camp, after hearing his subordinate's report, a masked man was so enraged that he drew his sword and slashed down several of the guards' personal guards!

"Trash! They're all trash!"

"Speak! Who did this?!"

The messenger's heart nearly jumped out of his mouth in fright: "Reporting...Reporting to Master! A line of text was left at the scene..."

"Tell me quickly! What word is it?!"

"The killer is none other than the leader of the Flying Guillotine!"

"The Flying Guillotine! The leader of the Flying Guillotine?!?"

These words suddenly calmed the masked man down.

He stood in the barracks, shaking his head, and said, "No! The Blood Droplets don't have that strength, not even their leader!"

"Master is wise! Besides the Flying Guillotine, there are others..."

"If you don't finish what you're saying next time, you'll end up like those other people!" The masked man turned around abruptly and roared at the person who was reporting the situation.

"Yes Yes!"