Chapter 97: 97: Going to the Bandit Mountain

Author: Old cat fishing for sharks

Chapter 97: 97: Going to the Bandit Mountain

Yuan Wuyou almost blurted out, "I'll go and save"!

He took a young daughter from a family to the bandit mountain, but the mother-in-law's house was covered for a night without anyone making any statement, which clearly meant that she wanted her granddaughter-in-law to die for herself.

It can be seen from the age of three. Xiaomai's husband-in-law, from his husband to his parents-in-law, obviously none of them are easy to meet!

Not to mention that people's life and death are uncertain now, the worst case is that they are humiliated. Even if they can be saved, Xiaomai will still enter the Li Mansion. Even though the Li family is responsible, they will not be able to compensate her for her guilt and only dislike her reputation.

No matter what the result is, Xiaomai must never marry Li again.

My cousin's unblocked words made both elders a little vague and quiet for a moment.

The fourth nephew raised his hand and booed, pressed his slender jade fingers wearing gold-inlaid jade trunks on his helmet, holding his dark eyes, and his eyes were locked at his little cousin standing beside him.

"Aunt, don't be aggressive, respect your elders, these two must not be like this."

In his bright phoenix eyes, the light spots flashed but firm, as if they were calm and soothing her, and as if they were warning her something.

Grandma Feng also echoed: "Old man naturally wants to save his granddaughter, so he has to give an explanation to the Dafang family. It's really because he has no way out to heaven and no way to go to the ground and asks you for help. Is King Lanling really unwilling to send troops?"

Grandma Feng was so flexible that she saw that her intentions for this trip were pointed out, so she quickly drew a clear line from this matter.

The ghost-faced general sitting upright in the main position still had a straight waist. He raised his hand and waved his sleeves, and actually looked thin and had a bit of a pathological beauty that was weak and unbearable.

"If I want to send troops, I need to be famous. I will consider the profit and loss, so as not to ruin other people's affairs. I am curious... Did the noble prince offend the bandits? Even so, I will beat the groom out and should not just rob the bride."

Although he could see it very thoroughly and his eyes were like a torch, Yuan Wuyou couldn't listen anymore, and he was even tired of standing there. He thought, don't play Tai Chi with you, Xiaomai on that end was still alive and dead!

"Okay, the trial is suspended, I'll go and save it."

——Zhanba Mountain is a homeless place far away from Huangpi City and the border between Zhou and Qi. The former bandit leader was originally a famous general of the Western Wei Dynasty. He was unwilling to surrender the Zhou and Qi countries, so he hoarded troops in the mountains and fields and competed with the court for many years. For decades, relying on the prestige he had accumulated and the way of robbing the rich to help the poor,Zhanba Mountain has a reputation for not being bad for so many years, mainly because it rarely harms the common people.

But it was indeed not close, so when my cousin estimated that she had not even had time to change her skirt. She put on the protective gear and riding gear on her limbs, tied the hem of the skirt around her waist and got on the horse. Even if the little foal left by the wind blowing ears of Yuan Wuyou, the horse's hooves were grinding all the horse's hooves, and it was noon to reach the mountain.

What's strange is that the little cousin killed her all the way up the mountain, but she didn't see any bandits who stopped her. No one even resisted her. She pushed her from top to bottom like a flat ground to the stronghold on the mountainside. She sent the Gao brothers to protect her, so she was very idle.

Even after finally catching a tongue that had not had time to hide, the little cousin rushed up and punched the man in uniform, and then took a jade mattress and cut the man's neck. He pressed the man's throat and asked the bandit leader to use the stolen girl as the wife of the village, and he wanted to take the groom's bridal chamber first...

After asking about the place where the bandit leader was hiding, the tongue begged her to take back the mechanism on the jade squat. The little cousin did not say a word of politeness. She drew her sword out of the sheath and sealed the throat and separated the corpse with one sword.

Zhen Zhuangshi: "..."

He felt that he had no use at all, but it was second. The key was that this little cousin was too ruthless!

Zhen Zhuangshi stared at him like a bronze bell, and his eyes looked at his little cousin unconsciously frightened.

The tall girl's house was wearing a light purple big-sleeved skirt with soft and floating material, a high ponytail and a silver crown, and she had a pink jade face, but at this time she was splashed with scarlet red. Even her appearance was heroic and her eyes were as sharp as a knife.

Even though he knew that his cousin's friendly army was from the same camp as him, he couldn't help but feel terrified.

***

The bandits were riding mountains and living with stone walls.

At this moment, the bandit leader's house was quiet. When the wooden door that began to rot from the threshold was knocked open by a giant with brute force, the dazzling sunlight at noon shone into the room, and there was a slender figure with a high ponytail and a big sleeve long skirt.

When Yuan Wuyou broke into the door, he took advantage of the sunshine that rushed in with her and saw the simple stone bed in the house. The gray-white curtains on both sides were blown up by the strong wind. The bed curtains were like quilts were lifted, leaving only a girl in red dress sitting quietly, her hands crossed over her waist, and her body was wrapped in a wedding dress with a slightly messy embroidered phoenix wearing peony and peony.

The tender and soft cardamom girl now has a bloody face, her face is numb, and a strong man with seven orifices bleed under her slender white feet, staring at the dead fish eyes.

Yuan Wuyou, who broke into the door, was startled.

The bandit leader died, and he was terrifying. He was in a state of being planted in front of the onion, rushing his feet, putting his legs on the edge of the bed, and bending his head to the ground and bent his neck.

The sunlight hit the sword in the girl's hand of the purple skirt. The sharp blade could actually burst out with a bitter cold light in the hot and warm sun.

On her delicate face, she looked cold and solemn because she had no emotions. When her eyebrows raised, she was so heroic, but after seeing this scene, a trace of ice crack appeared.

Yuan Wuyou was stunned and couldn't guess what happened. Following her brown phoenix eyes, he showed shock:

"Xiaomai, are you... hurt?"

As Yuan Wuyou made a sound and approached, the girl with messy hair on the bed slowly raised her pale and staggered face. The carefully painted bride makeup on her face, the red plum blossoms between her eyebrows and the yellow veneer flowers, were already dull and mottled after a night of destruction. At that time, her eyes were blue, half of her face was swollen, and a dark red and solidified blood was on the corner of her mouth.

The noble lady holding a sword who came out of the shining stretched out a hand from the cuffs of the white dragon embroidered by the peony white dragon. The five distinctive fingers were white and slender, curved and smooth, and looked strong and powerful.

When the warm fingertips covered the girl's smooth cheeks, the coldness of the tentacles was not like the flesh of a living person.

"How painful it hurts..."

Sister Yuan's tone was gentle, as if she was afraid of blowing the girl away, but the tears flashed in her eyes, the perseverance and compassion were full of heavy heartache, which was moved by everyone.

The girl raised a piece of slender arms and closed the loose collar. Her big red sleeved shirt was already a little wrinkled.

"It was his blood. I poisoned him to death, and used the poison that was applied to my mouth."

The girl's voice should have been crisp and vivid, but at this time she was hoarse and whispered, her tone was neither ups nor alive, and she was dead.

Sorry, babies... I only remembered that I didn't update after boarding the plane last night, but it was too late to fly across the morning. I updated it early today and went back early to edit the manuscript
Chapter completed!