"The Lord of the Lord ..." Seeing that Yao Jiu was getting closer and closer to them, the barbarians didn't know what to do, asking Xia Ao for advice.

"Let him come over."

Xia Ao said that a bit of fanaticism was shot in his eyes.

He originally planned to let all the barbarians here be buried, as long as he could escape under the cover of Shenwei.

But this is obviously risky.

The action of the Yanyun army in the mountains is naturally not as good as a barbarian, but it does not mean that Yun Wei cannot do it.

This time he suddenly attacked Feng Wuyou, and he would definitely make all of these people in front of him.

Just look at the eyes of He Lanzhang, Tuoba Lie, Feng Wuyou, and even the eyes of ordinary Yanyun sergeants, know how much they hate themselves at this time.

Not to mention, although he was not present at this time, he could care about Feng Wuyou, but he was even more Xiao Jinglan and Tuoba Lie.

The reason why he was able to escape successfully before was an important point that Feng Wuyou's situation was not very good at the time, so although he was ordered to chase, he did not put all his energy on him.

But this time, Feng Wuyou didn't worry about it. In this way, these people have no scruples.

Even if he escaped under the cover of Shenwei, if the four kingdoms were really united to catch him, he wanted to return to the whole tail to the desert, which is not so easy.

In particular, there is only one way to return to the wild.

As long as they keep the road leading to the chaos, then they want to go back again, I don't know how many years it takes.

Maybe it won't wait that day at all.

But if there is a child who has a worry -free child in his hands, then don't talk about it.

This is the best life -saving symbol.

The barbarian array cracked a small mouth, and it was enough to retreat into the military array.

"stop!"

Seeing that the people of Yan Yun were still moving forward, the barbarians drank loudly: "Kill again!"

Tian Lan's words of the lower -level barbarians are not good, but the meaning is clear enough.

Feng Wuyou stood up, and his eyes still stared at Weijiu tightly.

"Wan Jiu, do you really want to do this?"

Feng Wuyou opened the cold voice and tried to suppress his emotions.

The eyes of Wan Jiu flashed, whispered: "I have to do this!"

After speaking, turn around and quickly run into the Barbarian Army.

The barbarian array cracked mouth closed immediately, alerting Feng Wuyou and others.

Today, they can occupy an absolute disadvantage in the number of people, and naturally they cannot be lit.

Mo Jiu ran to Xia Ao with a few steps holding his child, and there was still seven or eight steps away, and he kneeling on one knee, raised the baby high, and said loudly, "See too much god Lord!"

Xia Ao laughed and said: "It is worthy of being the gods of heaven. This time you have made great achievements, and the Lord of the God will help you lift your surname."

Wanli rivers, storms like obscure, eight surnames and eight parts.

Lift the surname is one of the most attractive rewards of the barbarians.

As long as it is slightly lifted, the treatment is different.

I heard the words, his eyes were bright, and he said loudly: "Thank you for grabbing the Lord!"

Xia Ao waved his hand and motioned to the god of the guards. He walked to the nine in a few steps, and reached out to grab the baby.

The micro -child paused slightly, and there was no response for a long time.

Xia Ao didn't want to pity the child's thoughts, but just grasped the child's chest with one hand and raised it high.

"Feng Wuyou, don't want to let your child die here, give the Lord the Lord!"

For a long time, he always has a sense of grievance in the face of Feng Wuyou.

Obviously excellent calculations, extremely clever strategy, as long as you encounter Feng Wuyou, you will always lose your skills.

When South Vietnam seized power, when the temple was in the temple, there was still a short time ago.

Especially Fulong Valley.

He made such a big work, abandoned so many things, and saw that he could lose or lose in one fell swoop.

Even, he even fell to the point where he had to escape.

Can he not hate Feng Feng?

But at this time, Feng Wuyou's child was in his hands, and he could have this feeling of breath.

"Use a child to do a threat, don't you be embarrassed?"

Seeing that the child was lifted in that way, it seemed that it was possible to fall down at any time. Feng Wuyou's heart was consciously together.

But at this time, she couldn't be messy, the more chaotic, the more she couldn't save the child.

"No matter what the method, it is a good way to get victory."

Xia Ao didn't care about it, and laughed: "Do you really want to kill the Lord of the God now, but unfortunately, you not only can't do it, but you have to give up the way to the God Lord."

Xia Ao actually wanted to do it because he really wanted to kill Feng Wuyou. If he knew that it was impossible, he really proposed at this time to let Feng Wuyou naturally be in front of him.

But at this time, it is already good to be able to leave here safely.

"Feng Wuyou, the Lord of the God didn't want to play here, the Lord of the Gods count three times, you immediately let the Lord open the road, and you are not allowed to pursue it.

As long as the Lord of the Gods seeks a shadow of chasing soldiers within the sight of the sight, this child wants to live! "

"Uncle!"

Tuoba Lie scolded irritating.

The villain like Xia Ao was very bad. Generally, the person who dared to threaten him like this. He asked the man to feed the horse, but at this time, he couldn't do it.

Feng Wuyou looked at Xia Ao, his lips were tight.

Xia Ao screamed: "The Lord of the God is counting.

One ... "" No need to count ... "Just one sound, Feng Wuyou interrupted, and quickly took the two steps:" Where do you want us to let? "

She held her hand tightly in front of her, and the other hand was behind her. It was very unwilling, but she had to compromise for the child.

"Ben God Lord likes you so much."

Xia Ao stabbed Feng Wuyou, and then said his own requirements: "Let's let the northwest open!"

He has been preparing to escape. The original choice was the road closest to the mountain road. The idea of ​​fighting was to use the rapid throwing away from the Yanyun Army in the mountain road, and then tried to disappear in the sight of the Yanyun Army.

But now he is hostile to hand, he is no longer intending to be so troublesome.

He just wanted to go northwest all the way to the northwest, and let the Yanyun army send him over and watch him return to the chaos.

Of course, Feng Wuyou would not let him go so easily. When he was at the chaos, he might have to spend his hands and feet, but it was a matter of later things. On the way, he had enough time to find ways to prepare for allocation.

Feng Wuyou took a sigh of breath, and said to Nie Yan: "Let the road open."

Nie Yan's heart is full of grievances, but the life of the little master is under others, and he can only obey.

Just about to respond, and suddenly he heard Feng Wuyou's voice very low, saying: "Slowly movement, how long can it be dragged?"

Nie Yan stunned, and looked up to see Feng Wuyou's eyes.

His heart suddenly shocked, as if he had a stitched force.

He had been with Feng Wuyou for a long time, and he knew it very much about her.

This is this ... already has an idea?

For a while, he was settled, but he pretended to be reluctant to say: "Yes!"

While saying, arrange the army to mobilize.

Although the reinforcements were brought by Ji Qing and Cheng Danqing, everyone knew that Nie Yan was the confidant of Feng Wuyou's heart. Nie Yan's order, naturally no one would not obey.

At present, the team moves slowly.

The army horses in the northwest began to retreat slowly, and gave up the road in that direction little by little.

The barbarians were surrounded, and they had no vitality. The brainwashing they had been suffered made them think that the sacrifice of Xia Ao was taken for granted.

But as long as it is a person, there will be a vitality in front of him, and they are naturally happy.

However, looking at the slow movement of Yan Yunjun, for a while, they couldn't help but anxious.

"The Lord of the Lord, the speed of the Yanyun Army is too slow."

Someone reminded softly by Xia Ao.

"No."

Xia Ao was holding his child in his hands, and he was appreciating Feng Wuyou's unwillingness. He laughed: "The Emperor Feng, who has always been fighting, has to bow his head to the Lord of the God.

He spoke, his eyes glanced at the child in his hand.
To be continued...