Murong Yi was very surprised.

Like him and Xiao Jinglan, he thought he should never have weaknesses. Even if he had one, he should not reveal his weaknesses in front of others.

But Xiao Jinglan showed his weaknesses to him without any obscurity.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and never saw any discomfort on Xiao Jinglan's face, but only the real anxiety and anxiety that was faintly revealed.

His heart moved slightly, and he seemed to have only understood something until now.

People are not strong because they have no weaknesses. On the contrary, it is very likely that they make a person stronger because they have weaknesses.

Feng Wuyou kicked away the divine guard who was shot by her head and immediately rushed towards Huijiu. Although Tuoba Lie and Helanjiu sighed, their movements were not slow at all.

When they arrived, they took Huijiu a few steps from several god guards who were surrounding him.

Those divine guards were not far from Huijiu. At the previous speed, they would definitely be able to catch Huijiu before Feng Wuyou and others arrived.

But for some reason, their speed seemed to be a little slower than before, so it was not until Feng Wuyou and his men dragged away a few steps that their attacks could barely arrive.

At this point, the attacks were naturally useless, but it was not that easy for Feng Wuyou and others to leave.

The steps that the Divine Guard snatched up just blocked their way back.

Now that things have come to this point, Feng Wuyou no longer takes the risk of going back. Instead, he presses Huijiu down and squats down, shouting: "Cheng Danqing!"

Cheng Danqing had already prepared everything, and before Feng Wuyou finished speaking, he flew into the barbarian formation like dense rain in front of the crossbow.

Thanks to Huijiu, the barbarians had already separated from Yan Yun's army at this time. They could not do anything before because the child was in Huijiu's hands. Now that the child is gone, it has been in Feng Wuyou's hands, so Cheng Danqing naturally no longer has any scruples.

With a command, the crossbow arrows were raised in front of them, shooting high and not low. In an instant, there was a sound of breaking through the air and blood splashed everywhere.

The barbarians around rushed towards the Divine Guard. Xia Ao was dead. They actually didn't know what they wanted to do. It was just that the Divine Guard was the highest place in the battlefield now, and they subconsciously wanted to run to there.

Cheng Danqing and Ji Qing would not allow such a thing to happen. They had already stopped him and would never allow them to bring uncontrollable danger to Feng Wuyou.

For a moment, the two sides fought again, but the scene was completely different from before.

This time, Yanyun's army had the absolute advantage.

During the fight, everyone discovered some strange phenomenon, that is, the Divine Guard seemed to be weaker than before.

Although the Divine Guard was not the opponent of the crossbow before, he had some counterattack power.

Or push away the crossbow arrows or dodge a few.

But at this moment, the divine guards seemed to have suddenly lost the divine power they were proud of. Not only did they slow down their movements, but they even had muscles on their bodies not as strong as before.

The original crossbow arrows shot on them, and they were often squeezed by muscles and could not be shot through them.

But at this time, any crossbow arrow could penetrate a hole in them.

They raised their hands that called the arrow, and often only lifted halfway until the arrow pierced into their bodies.

A dense round of crossbow arrows passed, and Cheng Danqing ordered a stop.

Because these divine guards no longer need them to do anything.

Just before their eyes, the tall and strong Divine Guard suddenly shrank like a balloon pierced by a needle.

The muscles that filled their bodies disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the feeling was like... melting.

They were really melting because, at some point, there was a pool of red and yellow liquid under their feet.

As these liquids increase, these divine guards become thinner and shorter.

In the end, my whole body drooped, as if there was only a bone frame holding a piece of skin... Then, I shook it a few times and finally fell down completely.

Unlike the previously dead divine guards who almost smashed the ground to a few shocks when they fell down, it was difficult for them to even have a fallen leaf to startle.

The barbarians around suddenly knelt down and cried loudly at the place where the Divine Guards went.

Only then did Feng Wuyou and his friends realize that not only the divine guards here, but also the other divine guards who died earlier, turned into a pool of water like candles.

“It’s really disgusting.”

Tuoba Lie frowned and reached out to slap his hand in front of his nose.

These people melted, and they also smelled unbearable. They were surrounded by several divine guards, and the smell was even more unbearable.

"Empress..." Huijiu was pressed under Feng Wuyou. At this time, she stood up, carefully stretched out her hands, and raised the child hidden in her arms to Feng Wuyou.

"Empress, little master..." He looked uneasy, but he still stretched out his hand to let Feng Wuyou see that the child was safe and sound.

But as soon as Fang stretched out, his own expression changed slightly.

The child was indeed safe and sound, but on him, Xia Ao's broken hand was still hanging.

The blood splashed when he tore the broken hand, as well as the blood that had already been on his hands when Hujiu Kill Xia Ao, stained the child's cradle with blood.

No matter how you look at this scene, it is really not beautiful.

"Empress..." Xia Ao was a little anxious and spoke quickly, but he didn't know what to say.

Feng Wuyou looked at him coldly and reached out to pick up the child.

Huijiu looked happy and wanted to speak, but Feng Wuyou ignored him at all and just turned around and walked towards a place.

There, Xia Ao lay on the ground like a dead dog.

There was a hole in his waist and eyes behind him, and his organs spread out like fragments that no one wanted, thrown everywhere.

The shoulders were also covered with blood, and one arm was missing.

Even so, he still breathed a sigh of relief, and he stared at Huijiu with an unwilling gaze.

It was not until Feng Wuyou walked in front of him that he turned his gaze to Feng Wuyou.

"This god...is not convinced."

He almost could kill Feng Wuyou.

Even if you can't kill, you can escape safely.

If it weren't for the lowly slave with the surname Empress... "I... did not lose..." He has the noblest bloodline in this world.

He is the most genius soldier in this world.

He would not lose to Feng Wuyou.

"You did not lose to me."

Feng Wuyou looked down at him: "What you lost is your own arrogance."

If it weren't for his deep-rooted understanding of the barbarians, his prejudice against the barbarians in the surname Hui, and his subconscious idea that the barbarians would never betray them, how could he dare to stay while at a disadvantage?

This effect would not have been achieved if anyone hijacked Feng Wuyou's child.

Even if you change the slightly higher-level surname of the barbarians, it is impossible to achieve this effect.

He didn't regard Huijiu as a human being, so he deserved to be bitten to death by Huijiu.

The truth in the world is that simple.

"My arrogance..." Xia Ao repeated and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Haha...my arrogance...are..." The second arrogance failed to be expressed and ended abruptly.

The name Xia Ao may really be wrong.

The more proud he is, the more arrogant he is.

He lived this and eventually died because of it.

Feng Wuyou glanced at him, turned to Ji Qing who was approaching, and instructed: "Let's be buried."

"burial?"

Ji Qing raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't worry, sister..." "It's not about feeding dogs!"

Feng Wuyou interrupted him and gave him a blank look: "Do you have a good burial, don't erect monuments, don't pile up graves, and no one is allowed to know except yourself."

Ji Qing was told about her plan by Feng Wuyou, and she smiled awkwardly. After hearing Feng Wuyou's explanation, she frowned again.

"Sister means..." "It's the most important thing for people to die. He killed a lot of us, but all of us died. Let's go there like this."

Xia Ao killed too many soldiers of Yan Yun. If someone knew his burial place the most, he would inevitably be dragged out to humiliate him.

This person is alive, Feng Wuyou will not be lenient in killing him.

This man died, but Feng Wuyou didn't want to do such a tasteless thing.

Feng Wuyou said, "You do this quietly by yourself and just tell the outside..." Feng Wuyou glanced at the foot of the Divine Guards, and the juice of the Divine Guards was flowing around, almost falling under her feet.

If you really step on these things, Master Feng Wuyou will feel a little uncomfortable.

She walked away a few steps and said to Ji Qing: "Just say that his body was melted by the juice, and there was no complete corpse."

Ji Qing and others didn't want to be stained with the juice, and they all followed Feng Wuyou away.

While walking, Ji Qing asked, "Sister, how do you know that these divine guards will be dragged for a long time?"

Just now, Feng Wuyou asked Nie Zheng to act slowly, which was clearly aimed at this point.

"If the pitch is high, it will not last long, isn't this a very simple truth?"
To be continued...