When Yun Yi got the news, Xie Tingze hid on a mountain twenty miles away in the small town. However, Yun Yi refused to tell Chu Ling who told him the news, so Chu Ling was not forced to do anything. But looking at Yun Yi's appearance, I guess this person is also someone he trusts very much and has a sensitive identity. After all, Yun Yi is still quite suspicious sometimes. Chu Ling suspected that it was Jun Wuhuan, but since Yun Yi refused to say that, that's all.

The two soldiers split into two groups and left the city. After joining the agreed place, they rushed to the place Yun Yi mentioned. Twenty miles were not far away, but it was really hard for two people who had no horse's strength and were average. So, when the two arrived, the place was already surrounded by soldiers from the Northern Jin Dynasty.

The two of them squatted in the thorn bush not far away, Yun Yi's face looked very ugly, "We're late!"

At the foot of the mountain not far away, several scarred people were protecting an old man with gray hair and beard confronting the Northern Jin people. Standing in front of the Northern Jin people was the handsome and handsome Ma Baili Qinghong of Lingchuan County. The language of this era has not yet been integrated, and Chu Ling was really struggling to interpret the old man's lips. Only he could see that the old man was scolding Baili Qinghong. Baili Qinghong turned his back to them, so naturally he could not see or hear. However, looking at his behavior, he seemed to be quite respectful to the old man and his behavior was very respectful.

"Baili Qinghong!" The old man suddenly roared and his voice became weaker. Chu Ling carefully distinguished that the old man said, "I... I would rather never teach you!"

After saying this, the old man sucked the sword of the person around him and was about to wipe it on his neck. Yun Yi beside Chu Ling grabbed the thorns around him, his fingers still knew that they were stained with blood.

But Baili Qinghong, who had been standing respectfully, suddenly raised his hand and patted the knife handle in the old man's hand. The knife in the old man pushed forward, almost missing out on his neck and left a scar on his shoulder. Then Baili Qinghong said something, the old man's angry expression froze, and his old face was stained with deep sorrow and powerlessness. The hand holding the knife also put it down dejectedly and weakly. At that moment, Chu Ling felt as if he had grown ten years old.

"Let them go, I will go back to work with you." The old man said.

After a moment, Baili Qinghong nodded slightly.

Because of the old man's compromise, Baili Qinghong quickly took the soldiers of Northern Jin and took the old man away. Only those angry and unwilling people were left looking at the direction of the army leaving. No matter how unwilling they were, they could not help themselves. A few manpower could not fight against the continuous elite soldiers of Northern Jin. The old general's compromise was for their lives.

"Let's go." Yun Yi gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

Chu Ling's eyes were still moving, and he asked in a low voice: "Where are you going?"

"Follow Baili Qinghong!" Yun Yi said: "I want to see what else he can do!"

Chu Ling held Yunyi and whispered: "Wait."

Yun Yi frowned and looked at Chu Ling. Chu Ling pointed to the foot of the mountain not far away, "Look."

A group of men in black appeared silently at the foot of the mountain, surrounding the people. Obviously, Baili Qinghong said nothing. Perhaps because he was worried that General Xie would commit suicide on the spot, Baili Jinghong agreed to let these people go. But how could the people of Northern Jin really let go of these people in the Central Plains who intended to confront the Northern Jin? There was only a dead end waiting for them.

The two men and horses quickly started fighting, but the few Apocalypse people quickly landed below and were gradually approached by someone.

"Brother, go quickly!"

"What are you going? If you want to die together, where can you go now!" The middle-aged man who was talking looked thirty-four and five years old, with a hideous scar on his left face. He pushed away the woman who wanted to block him, and while facing the knife he had cut from the enemy, he also stabbed the knife in his hand into the other party's heart.

Whoosh!

A sharp wind sound broke through the air. The sword in the hand of the man in front of him was still raised high, and the expression on his face was still ferocious. But the sword did not fall down for a long time.

A short arrow shot into his body from behind, and blood kept slid from his mouth.

The sudden cold arrow alarmed the people of the Birth tribe, and several men in black immediately looked in the direction where the feather arrows were shot.

Whoosh!

Another arrow sounded, and another person fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man came to his senses and shouted loudly: "What are you looking at?! Kill!"

The fight that paused for a moment resounded again, accompanied by cold arrows that kept shooting from the dark.

The other party obviously had a precise target and never failed to miss the arrow. Moreover, the direction was vague and difficult to determine. Several tribes who wanted to rush over and catch the person who fired the cold arrows all died on the road.

Chu Ling leaned under a big tree and gasped, her forehead was covered with sweat beads. She was holding a crossbow in her hand, but the arrow bags around her were empty. Although short arrows are easier to carry than long arrows, she didn't carry many arrows around her in order not to attract the attention of the people of the tribe. Moreover... it was too physically exhausting to keep moving and shooting arrows like this. Her body is now at the limit. Fortunately... there are not many people at the foot of the mountain there. With the skills of those people, she can solve it by herself.

Yun Yi stood aside and looked at the girl who was breathing under the tree with a complicated expression. He knew that this girl named A Ling was not simple. But she was not so powerful. She killed several people of the tribe with her attack without any fear or panic as she killed people for the first time. And her shooting skills, such accurate shooting skills could never be practiced by shooting a target.

Who is she?

Chu Ling looked at Yun Yi and whispered: "I have no strength anymore, take me out of here immediately."

Yun Yi glanced at the distance, and the people of the Central Plains had already begun to occupy the top.

"Don't those people say hello to them?"

Chu Ling smiled, "How do you say hello? Introduce yourself, are you the young master of the Tianqi Baili family? Do you guess they will kill you?"

"You!" Yun Yi was angry.

Chu Ling waved at him and said, "People's hearts are unpredictable, and you will see you again if you are destined to be together. We are not suitable to say hello to others, let's go."

Yun Yi was silent for a moment, but still walked forward and carried Chu Ling in the other direction. The news of the killing of the tribes will spread soon. At that time, the tribes' defense against the people of the Central Plains will definitely become stronger. They must return to the city before the news spreads. General Xie... must have been taken back to the city by Baili Qinghong.

Chu Ling leaned on Yunyi's back without any psychological burden, and the boy's shoulders were a little thin. However, Chu Ling herself was also very thin and not heavy. The most important thing is that she had to raise her hand now, so she could only rely on perseverance until the end. Once she relaxed, her whole body was sore, so she had to work hard for Yunyi's boy.

Be sure to...become stronger as soon as possible!

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