Yang Buhui was stunned for a moment. She looked at Xiao Yu'er blankly, as if she didn't understand the meaning of his words.

Xiao Yu'er was shocked by her look and wanted her to stop looking. At this moment, Yang Buhui suddenly spoke: "You said you don't care?"

Xiaoyuer nodded.

There was some anger in Yang Buhui's eyes, and she said: "You don't care at all whether there is anything between me and other men, Mr. Jiang, how could you do this?"

Xiao Yu'er laughed: "What you said is strange. Why should I care about you and other men? You are not me."

"You...you..." Yang Buhui pointed at Xiao Yu'er and was speechless for a long time. Instead, he shed tears one after another.

"Hey, hey, why are you crying?" Xiao Yu'er glanced at Yang Buhui with disgust and said, "Stop crying, stop crying."

But Yang Buhui shed more and more tears. She stared at Xiao Yu'er, staring at the incomprehensible expression on his face, and her sadness became more and more intense.

She sobbed: "In your heart, who am I?"

"What's that?" Xiao Yu'er thought for a while and said, "A free water-carrying girl is not only considerate and considerate, but can also chat and relieve boredom."

How can there be such a fair man? Could he be a woman disguised as a man like Tie Xinlan?

Most of these women were described as miserable and thin. They could not keep up with the horses. Some fell to the ground and were dragged along by ropes. All the women were Han Chinese, and they were obviously civilians captured by this group of Yuan soldiers, half of them.

Their clothes were torn to shreds, and some even exposed most of their bodies, crying and crying, which was extremely miserable. Some Yuan soldiers were half-drunk with wine bottles in their hands, and some went so far as to whip the girls.

Everyone in the Ming Cult was stunned. As soon as Zhang Wuji gave the order, they rushed in to save the people. But before they took action, they heard the young master say: "Let me go!"

They continued to move forward the next day, and after walking for about two hours, they met a group of Yuan soldiers on the road.

Xiao Yu'er frowned slightly. The Yitian Sword is the most precious treasure of Emei. With Zhou Zhiruo's loyalty to Emei, how could he let others take the sword away?

Did something really happen to her?

The officers and soldiers didn't take it seriously and joked: "Hey, little Xianggong, your tone is not too small!"

Her voice was crisp, delicate and tender, and Xiao Yuer thought to herself: She is indeed a woman.

In this case, he would wait and see what medicine she wanted to sell in the gourd.

Everyone followed Yang Xiao's gaze and saw several people coming on horseback from a distance. When they got closer, they realized that there were nine people in total. Eight of them were big men dressed as hunters, with swords on their waists and bows and arrows on their backs.

The other person was a young gentleman, wearing a sapphire blue silk shirt, swinging a folding fan, and couldn't hide his graceful and noble aura.

A soldier from the Yuan Dynasty took a knife and said: "You must be tired of living. How dare you cause trouble for us!"

He ordered his subordinates to massacre more than fifty Mongolian officers and soldiers in an instant, as if it was a common occurrence, but he didn't take it seriously at all.

At this time, the Yuan soldiers were dominating this group of women. They had been invading the Central Plains for nearly a hundred years, and they had always regarded the Han people as worse than animals. However, it was extremely rare for them to be raped and humiliated like this in broad daylight.

thing.

Yang Bugui looked at Xiao Yu'er in disbelief, with tears in his eyes.

Zhou Dian quickly shouted: "Hey, hey! Don't leave! We are talking to you!"

The little fish raised one leg and kept shaking, humming a little tune, and was in a good mood.

"That's too much!"

Yang Xiaodao: "The young master is obviously a woman disguised as a man, but these eight masters dressed as hunters are extremely respectful to her. The archery skills of these eight people are so wonderful, they don't seem to be members of any sect in the Central Plains."

I'm afraid this smile has some deep meaning in it.

The young master snorted softly and said: "There are so many thieves in the world now, it's because of you officers and soldiers who don't know how to care about the people."

When the young master heard this, he suddenly looked back and smiled, and then, surrounded by eight hunters, he walked away from a distance.

Xiao Yu'er glanced at the young master, and saw that he was extremely handsome, with clear black and white eyes, piercing, and a folding fan with a white jade handle in his hand. The hand holding the fan handle was so white that it was no different from the fan handle.

As soon as he finished speaking, the eight hunters behind the young master suddenly drew their swords and bows. After hearing a few "whoosh" sounds, most of the officers and soldiers fell.

Xiao Yu'er said nothing and lay down again to look at the stars, as if Yang Buhui was no longer around.

Seeing Xiao Yu'er's indifferent attitude, Yang Buhui was so sad that he covered his eyes and ran away.

At this time, everyone in the Ming Cult was discussing one after another, and no one could guess the origins of these nine people.

"Good archery skills!"

There were about fifty or sixty Yuan soldiers, and more than a hundred women. They were all tied up with ropes and dragged along by the Yuan soldiers.

Girls know that it is easy to get emotional and even easier to get hurt.

Let’s not talk about what excuse he used to chase people. Just look at what the young man did just now. I’m afraid he came for the Ming Cult. Otherwise, why would he turn around and smile at Zhang Wuji?

"No more."

The appearance of the Yitian Sword will never be forgotten by the Mingjiao people. When the Mingjiao Master Taizhi massacred the Mingjiao followers and stabbed Zhang Wuji with the sword, seriously injuring several people to death, wasn't the Yitian Sword used?

Everyone was astonished, and Zhou Dian couldn't help but wanted to ask, but he had already ridden away.

Zhang Wuji looked back at Yang Xiao and saw Yang Xiao looking into the distance.

How could Zhang Wuji tolerate such a thing happening in front of his eyes? He was about to take action to save people, but was stopped by Yang Xiao.

Everyone was dazzled by this smile. Can a man's smile actually have the ability to make people obsessed?

But everyone immediately discovered something was wrong. There was a long sword hanging on the young master's waist, and the two seal characters "Yitian" were clearly engraved on the hilt.

Xiao Yu'er was very impressed when he saw those hunters piercing the poplars with hundreds of steps, firing arrows without missing a beat, and killing an officer and soldier with each arrow.

"Is there nothing else besides these?"

After a while, all those officers and soldiers were killed, but the young master just took his mount and rode away without looking back.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yu'er wanted to catch up and ask for details, but he thought about it and finally didn't move.

Xiao Yuer didn't know Yang Buhui's thoughts, but he didn't want to get involved in love, so he had to make Yang Buhui sad.

Everyone was surprised: "She is actually a woman!"

Zhang Wuji was also very surprised. The young man was so heroic, but he didn't expect that he was disguised as a man.

At this time, Yang Buhui and the others in Jumuqi went over to comfort the captive women, distributed property and clothes, and let them return home by their own paths. However, Zhang Wuji and others felt sympathy for the nine people who annihilated the Yuan soldiers with arrows.

, I wish I could make friends with him and become a member of the Ming Cult.

Zhou Dian looked at Yang Buhui who was comforting the women, and said to Yang Xiao: "Brother Yang, your daughter is a beauty originally, but compared with that young lady dressed in men's clothing, she pales in comparison."
Chapter completed!