General Yu Ling

Nie Wucheng was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.He gritted his teeth, clenched his hands into fists, and wanted to make a move, but seeing Fang Yue's injury, he endured it, lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "You are right."

The strong man cast a glance at his subordinates, who immediately understood, and stepped forward to treat Fang Yue's wound briefly, barely stopping the bleeding.

The two of them were lying on the horse like being carried sacks, and then the group of people walked to the deep mountain.

The road was bumpy and far away, and their heads were turned downwards. In the end, Nie Wucheng felt that his gall was about to come out.

After finally reaching the place, Nie Wucheng was lifted off his horse, and stood on the spot, staggering a few times before he finally stood still.Looking around, this is a village full of people coming and going.

This stockade has a large place, but the houses are quite small.

They are densely crowded together, with noisy voices, including men, women and children, and the sound of pots and pans can be heard endlessly. It is hidden in the dense forest, and it is not easy to find. The door is surrounded by pointed wooden sticks.

There is also a small bamboo watchtower at the door, on which several people with knives stand.There are also a few armed people underneath who look like guards.

When they saw someone coming, they happily waved to the strong man below, "The second master is back!" They opened the door to welcome all the people in.

Nie Wucheng and Fang Yue were pushed in by people.

A tall, plump, beautiful woman with a cloth scarf on her head, wearing a sackcloth dress, walked over with a silver washbasin in her hand, twisting her waist.

There were a few women behind them who laughed and coaxed, "Brother Ying, go, go and find your second boss, look at this twisted ass, it's so coquettish..."

This kind of joke seemed commonplace, and the woman called "Brother Ying" didn't get angry at all.She just put her hips on her hips and turned her head back to sneer, "Look at you stinky bitch, you're thinking about spring all day long, whore!"

Everyone laughed.

Brother Ying came in front of the strong man, his eyes were light, he looked quiet and skillful, and he couldn't see the aggressiveness just now, "I'm back, do you want to sit with me?"

The strong man raised his face and said coldly, "No need."

Brother Ying didn't take it seriously, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. It was obvious that he had been rejected many times and he was used to it.

She rubbed her toes on the ground, then turned her head to see Nie Wucheng and Fang Yue, was startled for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "Where did this kid come from?"

The person behind him explained, "These two kids killed the second head's deer, and they brought them back because there was still some question about their identities."

Brother Ying nodded, "Really? You should teach me a lesson if you kill the second brother's deer." She suddenly saw a white emerald jade chain on Fang Yue's hand, said "hey", and went up to hold Fang Yue. hand.

"This chain is so beautiful. It's a pity for a child to wear it. I want it." Saying that, she was about to take off Xia Yue's bracelet.

If it was an ordinary bracelet, Fang Yue would be fine if it was forcibly snatched away at this time.It's just that this bracelet was specially asked by Mrs. Fang from the temple when Fang Yue was carried back. It was like a talisman.

Fang Yue has been wearing it close to her body, inseparable, very precious.

Now being robbed by someone, Fang Yue naturally couldn't bear it. With a sudden force, she shook off Brother Ying's hand, stared at Brother Ying and said coldly, "This is my thing, don't touch it."

Brother Ying, as one of the most beauties in this small village, has always been held up and supported by others. She is not afraid of others giving her things on poles, but she thinks highly of herself and is self-righteous.

She immediately became angry, and pointed at Fang Yue's nose and cursed, "Little bastard, I want to take this thing as your blessing, what kind of chain do you bring! Take it here! Otherwise, I will strip you naked and hang you to the beam go up!"

Fang Yue didn't move, just looked at Brother Ying coldly.

Many men in the village have been thinking about Brother Ying for a long time, and at this moment they seized the opportunity and rushed to flatter him.

A wretched-looking man came up and grabbed Fang Yue's hair. His face was hideous and ugly, and he knocked Fang Yue's head against the tree next to him, "Little bitch! Give the chain to Brother Ying! Hurry up!" Pulling Fang Yue's clothes, trying to take them off.

Nie Wucheng held the dagger in his hand, ready to go up and strike.

Although Fang Yue was injured, her martial arts were still there, and the person who grabbed her hair was just an ordinary man who didn't know martial arts.

Fang Yue's eyes narrowed, and with lightning speed, before everyone could react, he hit the man's right rib with his right elbow, and the man let go of the pain and bent over.

Fang Yue turned around and kicked him on the head, and the man lay down on the ground. Fang Yue immediately knelt on the man's chest with his right knee, pressed him down, and then put a small saber on the man's neck, using a little force.

This set of movements is like flowing clouds and flowing water, but only a few moments.

Fang Yue's voice was low and emotionless, "Do you want to die? Waste."

The man who was crushed to the ground felt a chill around his neck, trembling all over, and didn't dare to swallow his saliva. He could see that if he dared to act rashly, Fang Yue would kill him without hesitation.

"You, let go!" The people next to Fang Yue surrounded Fang Yue and pointed their knives at her.Brother Ying was also a little scared, she didn't expect a child to be so powerful.

The strong man known as the second master watched as if he was watching a play, but did not respond.Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, a burst of hearty laughter came from a distance.

"Hahaha, really good skill, he is a rare young genius." From the bamboo pavilion in the distance, a person wearing a black brocade robe walked slowly down, wearing a silver and white carved mask, covering his eyes. full face of young man.

Behind him were several people who also wore masks.

When the people in the village saw him, they all fell silent and stood aside respectfully.The strong man bent over to salute, and said humbly, "Master."

The masked man waved his hands, walked straight to Fang Yue without saying a word.

Fang Yue looked at him vigilantly, but still did not withdraw the knife.

The masked man looked at Fang Yue with interest, "Do you want to kill him?"

Fang Yue was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why he asked such a question, she pursed her lips tightly and did not speak.

"Do you want to kill him?" The masked man asked again. Although his eyes were smiling, Fang Yue felt as if his whole body was trembling, and his whole body was chilling like an ice cellar.

This person... is dangerous.

Fang Yue had this idea for the first time.Finally she slowly replied, "...yes."

"Then kill, what are you afraid of." The masked man still said with a smile.

Fang Yue really didn't know why, so it was very strange. She glanced at the masked man and replied, "If I kill him, can I still live?"

"Of course." The masked man chuckled.

Fang Yue didn't do anything, obviously not believing him.

The masked man suddenly held Fang Yue's hand holding the knife. Fang Yue was shocked, but he couldn't break free no matter what. The strength of this man was really amazing.

The masked man held Fang Yue's hand on the terrified man's neck, and gently wiped it, a stream of dark red blood flowed out, slightly warm, the man's head tilted, his pupils opened, his hands and feet loosened, is dead.

Fang Yue was stunned.People around whispered unbelievably, but the strong man felt nothing. He knew the master's temperament very well, and he always did things unreasonably.

"Look, isn't this killing?" The masked man chuckled, his voice was as sweet as a spring in the mountains, like a breeze blowing his face, but his hands were still stained with dark human blood.

Fang Yue looked into his eyes and felt that this man's eyes were like a deep pool of water, bottomless, unpredictable, and unable to see his emotions.

The masked man rubbed his chin, turned around and left casually, with several masked subordinates still following behind him.

A riot ended like this without beginning or end.

Brother Ying just gave Fang Yue a hard look, and cursed secretly, "You little bastard!" But she didn't dare to do anything to Fang Yue. She also understood the status of that masked man in the village. Protecting Fang Yue, who would dare to touch Fang Yue.

Brother Ying could only turn around and leave angrily.

Nie Wucheng witnessed the whole process. He came to Fang Yue and asked in a worried voice, "How is the wound?"

Fang Yue shook her head, "It's okay."

"Stay away from that man just now, he definitely has a problem." Nie Wucheng frowned.

"I know, but that person just now... seems to have something to do with the court..." Fang Yue was about to say something.

A few guards next to them pushed them hard, "What are you talking about! Hurry up, hurry up!"

The two were taken to a wooden house with only one small window, and then locked in. "Little fur kids, don't try to sneak away, if you are found out, your legs will be broken on the spot!" The guard threatened, then took the door and locked it with a big iron chain.