Madam Qin, who flashed a knife, shook her figure. She felt that there was not much strength left in her body, while the nine men around her attacked her alternately.

With a glaring eyes, Madam Deng was about to fight to the death.

At this moment, an arrow flew over and passed through the right side of her body, and then a scream came from behind her.

Helper is here!

Madam Deng retreated without hesitation, and the men in front of her turned around with panic expressions, and then they saw Xiaodao and Fang Wu.

A flying knife came just over. As soon as the flying knife was inserted into a person's throat, Fang Wu swung the knife and killed him.

The sword techniques on the battle formation are not at all fancy, and they go straight to the key points with every move.

Xiaodao also drew his sword and joined the battle group. The two of them formed a group, and with tacit understanding, it caused a bloody storm among the crowd.

"Does go!"

The old man Xin was furious and shouted loudly, Xiaodao and Fang Wu quickly dodged to the side to scoop for him.

The only five remaining people were just happy, and Xin Laoqi rushed in directly.

Tragic!

Xin Laoqi cut off his opponent's long sword with the first knife, and his momentum was still cut off his opponent's right hand from his arm, and his chest was split open, making the broken ribs unbearable to witness.

The remaining four people saw Xiaodao holding the flying knife in his hand, and the monks in the temple also rushed over when they heard the news. They held sticks in their hands and surrounded the surroundings, so they rushed up in despair.

Xin Laoqi raised the knife with his right hand to block it, but his body took advantage of the momentum to rush forward. When he was close, he waved his left elbow and the opponent's Adam's apple collapsed.

Then he lowered his body, and two long swords passed over his head, but he swept around with his right leg, then threw the long sword, and without looking at it, kicked the two men who were about to struggle.

The man opposite was kneeling on the ground with the long knife inserted into his lower abdomen. Seeing Xin Laoqi coming, the man looked up and said in surprise: "******"

"The remnants of the Mongol Yuan!"

Xin Laoqi held the hilt of the knife and kicked the man over.

...

"father!"

Wuyou was held in front of Fang Xing's chest and did not show her the bloody side. But the curious Wuyou climbed on his shoulder impatiently, trying hard to see what happened where he was shouting just now, and whether the acting was over.

Fang Xing pressed her little head, blocked Zhang Shuhui in front of him, and said, "You take Wuyou to wait inside first, I'll come over later."

Zhang Shuhui's previous courage had dissipated and she didn't dare to watch the fighting over there anymore. He nodded and said, "Husband, please be careful."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Once I am prepared, no one can kill me, go ahead."

Zhang Shuhui took Wuyou and turned her face to her chest like Fang Xing, and then hurriedly protected Xiaodao and Fang Wu from returning.

Madam Qin went over to support Madam Deng, and the two of them came to report. Fang Xing nodded and said, "I'm sorry for you today, I'll go to rest with my wife."

As for rewards in terms of merit, these two nannies do not expect extravagantly, because they both rely on the Fang family to support themselves. And according to the current trend, it is more likely that they will follow Wuyou.

It was not until Zhang Shuhui disappeared from her sight with Wuyou in her arms that she turned around and walked over.

"Xinghe Bo, this matter has been investigated by the temple."

The abbot came up to explain in a panic. Fang Xing did not respond. After Xin Laoqi tied the two men and put ropes on wooden sticks, he said, "Go and notify the Jinyiwei."

Mingxin has been by his side all the time, blurted out when he heard this, "Isn't it Dongchang?"

Fang Xing glanced at him, and Mingxin quickly ordered someone to do it, secretly annoyed in his heart.

The Jinyiwei had been depressed for a long time, so he habitually spoke out of Dongchang, but he stood in the line without realizing it.

Although Dongchang is unlikely to look down on him, it is hard to guarantee that one day a narrow-minded eunuch would certainly not be Sun Fo. If he is targeted one day, the consequences will be even more terrifying than before Duan Duan was born.

"Have anyone in Qingshou Temple watched it?"

The abbot smiled and said, "It has already made people watch the doors and patrol the walls."

Fang Xing nodded and then explained: "Lao Qi, don't ask for confession. Wait until the Jinyiwei people come, let the leader come to me."

Xin Laoqi didn't understand Fang Xing's intention, but he still lifted the two surviving men up and waited in the mountain gate.

The abbot was a little embarrassed, so he immediately arranged for people to go to the temple to check and count the number of people.

Later, the entire Qingshou Temple became a military camp. The monks, whether from the temple or from the orders, were all gathered together and counted the number of people.

Then, Fang Xing's servant disappeared.

...

"Rta never spoke."

Mingxin felt a little uneasy: "He has never said a word since he caught him, and he didn't say it until the fifth day of the lunar month."

"He said...there is a treasure of the Mongol Yuan, but he will only say it if he sees you."

Fang Xing asked as he walked, "Then someone reported it to His Majesty?"

Mingxin shook her head and said, "I don't know, but I guess those two people will know."

Fang Xing knew that this must be the case. Erta wanted to use the treasure of the Mongolian Yuan royal family as bait to lure Zhu Gaochi to transfer himself back to the capital.

And the imperial edict at that time was almost at Jinling, so there was no connection between the two.

"Your Majesty can't be worried about an illusory treasure. He just wanted to find out the matter, so he took the opportunity to let me see what was going on. Unexpectedly, he accidentally hit him, making Narta think that his Majesty was attracted to the treasure, which was ridiculous."

If Zhu Gaochi was moved, he was too shallow to be an emperor and was not qualified to be an emperor. Even those ministers looked down on him.

After Erta learned that Fang Xing had entered Beijing, he was very proud and thought that his strategy had worked, so he pretended to be a traitor.

Erta was resting, and did not maintain a high-spirited posture, but leaned in the cage to take a nap.

The door was opened, Erta opened his eyes and laughed wildly, "Who died? Who died? Is Fang Xing crazy? Hahahaha!"

His crazy laughter still did not stop after seeing Fang Xing, but became even more proud.

"I saw something from your hands."

Fang Xing interrupted his crazy laughter and said, "Is the country of flesh-lost country restless? Or is they afraid and want to take the initiative!"

Erta just smiled, but his smile gradually faded into Fang Xing's sneer.

Fang Xing said: "Halie is in civil strife, your status in the country of Messenger should be quite high, and you still have hope for the Mongol Yuan. Or hatred, hatred destroyed the Ming Dynasty of the Mongol Yuan, so you are here."

Erta nodded and said, "Yes, my status in the country of Messenger is not low. As for you wise people... I wish I could let you die at this moment!"

The twisted face proved how deep Erta hatred for the Ming Dynasty. He grabbed the wooden pillar and said with a neighing voice: "Don't think you can rule the grassland, look at your own history! It won't take long for your enemies to appear on the grassland again. The warriors on horseback will wield their long swords to break into the Central Plains again, and use blood and heads to prove... You are just fat sheep! fat sheep!"

Fang Xing looked at him indifferently and said, "Those people were captured and the others died at the hands of Fang's family, which disappointed you."

When your opponent is most proud, giving him the heaviest blow can often make people collapse.

"This is impossible! Impossible!"

Erta shook the wooden cage and roared: "They are all warriors, you are lying to me!"

"Sabbi!"

Fang Xing said disdainfully: "I should thank you for your pride. If you didn't vent your feelings proudly, Fang might be in a state of hatred today. Thank you, I will ask the Jinyiwei people to kill you and find a better place to bury you in the chasing ridge outside the city. I hope the minions of those wild dogs are not too sharp..."

Erta let go of his hand, sat in the cage, murmured: "They said they could fight against ten, and they said they would not risk their own safety..."

Fang Xing smiled, turned around and went out, paused at the door, and said, "People like to brag, for example, Uncle Ben also wants to brag immediately and brag vigorously."
Chapter completed!