Although I don’t know what Baima Zilong’s intention is, judging from the fact that he risked his way into the Chu army and stole the body of Zhou Shizi regardless of the cost, he was able to do this for him, and he would not do anything to these Zhou’s bloodline even if he thought about it.

It's better to be indifferent. Since he caused the trouble, there's nothing wrong with him solving it.

Bai Mazi didn't care about the existence of these "roadside weeds" at all, even if they were harmed by him because of his involvement, now his heart is as desolate as the wilderness, hundreds of frozen springs are swallowed, and his clothes are cold, even himself

If you can abandon it, let alone others.

But when he heard someone on the boat sobbing "Prince" sadly, he could now recognize at a glance the blood-stained face and mangled body of Crown Prince Zhou. He must be someone he was once very familiar with, so he didn't know it for the time being.

Leaving, his vision was like a torch, he carefully identified the faces and bodies of the cross-dressed people on the boat, and then flicked his sleeve arm to retract the silver thread that was ready to attack.

A figure leaps like a stork and stands lightly on a river stone. Its body is as light as nothing. It is surrounded by looming filaments. When it falls at a certain angle, you can see the arc of the light flowing through it.

Xie Yingyi's eyes froze when he saw the white horse Zilong suddenly approaching, and Wu Changting also changed his expression slightly.

His ethereal and light voice asked: "Who are you?"

A faint murderous intention slowly wrapped around them like a thin, condensed fog, as if just one wrong word would cause them to be strangled to pieces in an instant.

Just didn't wait for the people on the boat to respond.

The pursuers of the Chu State on the river bank have already arrived. They are riding horses and wading into the water. The sound of the water is stirred up and the rocks are shaking. Bai Mazi's calm face lets out a sinister smile. He has too many hoards on his body.

His murderous aura was like thick black fog. He stretched out his hand and wrapped a dozen strings around the Chu army on horseback in front of him. The strings as thin as hair straightened with a snap, and he pulled back a dozen heads and instantly fell off.

fall.

The anger in his body skyrocketed due to the continuous killings. Only then did the Wu clan people notice that Bai Ma Zixi was always killing people with one hand, and the other hand made of delicate white snow was pulling a handful of hair, and there was something hanging underneath.

There were several black heads, and the gorilla blood scattered along the way came from their necks.

What he did was simply crazy!

The people of the Wu Clan felt a creepy feeling when they saw the current Baima Zixiu, especially since he had the blood of the Baima clan and was constantly breaking through the defenses of their Wu Clan. The stagnant witch power made people feel chills all over their bodies.

The people who can make Baima Ziwei still refuse to give up the head that he is holding tightly cannot be ordinary people. They are Mo Pan, Sun He, Pang Kuai and Qian Tian among the seven strong generals of the Chu army.

The four of them are also veterans who have followed Chu Cangyue for more than 20 years and worked faithfully to lay the foundation of the Chu Kingdom. At the same time, they are also one of the main generals in the attack on Luoyang.

Among them, General Pang Ji is the commander-in-chief. Presumably when he learned that his brother's head was cut off and he surrendered and died in a different place, he would definitely vow not to give up on the murderer!

Although Wu Changting here knew that there were military figures worthy of attention in Chu State, he had never seen their true appearance. Therefore, he did not know what Bai Ma Zilong was doing at the moment, and he was not aware of the urgency of the situation, but Xie Ying

But Yi recognized it.

He had certainly seen these people before. They were all generals who had followed Chu Cangyue. Baima Zixiu was so arrogant and arrogant in carrying their heads through the city. Could he really be planning to fight to the death with the Chu State?

Xie Ying's throat tightened and he said to Wu Changting in a deep voice: "We must leave quickly, otherwise we won't be able to leave."

But they can't expose themselves, so they can only use Baimazi.

While Bai Ma Zi was dealing with the Chu army coming across the river, Xie Yingyi quickly told them a few words: "In a moment, just like the bloodline of the Zhou royal family behind the boat, pretend not to know anything. Lower your head and don't let Baima Zi

Just look at our faces and don’t let them discover our identity.”

They were all a little surprised that Xie Yingyi had such a serious and urgent expression, but Wu Changting was more concerned about his words that he must leave quickly, otherwise he would not be able to leave. Did Young Master Xie discover something that he didn't know about?

Seeing that Bai Ma Zilong had finished dealing with a group of Chu troops, he turned his head and stared at them expressionlessly, as if waiting for their answer after "discussion".

Xie Yingyi is currently wearing ordinary night clothes, leaving no suspicious symbols on his body. In order to conceal their identity, they basically have some marks on their faces. He is confident that once he changes his temperament and voice, he can get away with it, especially this

Among them, Baima Zilong only had close contact with Wu Changting, who had served as an official in Nanzhao Kingdom. Even if the others were vague, he would not investigate in detail under such circumstances.

The reply was naturally from Xie Yingyi. He imitated the pain of those Zhou people who lost their homes and relatives, and said in a hoarse voice, "The prince arranged for someone to send us away before he was alive, but he..."

He lowered his head, shook his head and choked with sobs, as if it was difficult to accept such a result.

"Your Majesty..."

The members of the direct line who cooperated tacitly let out a howl, which aroused the resonance of the bloodline of the Zhou Wang family who truly felt the pain. Everyone on the ship sobbed and cried bitterly.

Not only did he cry about the destruction of his country and the loss of his family, but he also cried about his own misfortunes when his family members passed away. He also cried about the uncertainty of his future and his life and death.

The performance of their crew was average and superficial, but the sad and mournful atmosphere of the crew behind them was real and effective, and Bai Ma Zixi recognized some of them early in the morning, unlike the fake Zhou.

Wang's bloodline.

Therefore, even though he could see that there were some problems with the people in the previous boat, he did not bother to investigate the problems too much. Due to his current status and lack of skills, he could not personally escort these people to leave safely. He could only rely on them.

.

He said nothing, only stared at them with his sharp and penetrating eyes like thin blades, until the skin on their heads went numb, their bodies were as stiff as stone, and their wide sleeves were puffed up.

With a shake of his arms, the flexible iron net covering them was torn apart. When the nails on the edges of these iron nets were opened, they firmly grasped the hull of the ship, making it difficult to get rid of them by themselves.

Bai Mazi said coldly: "Let's go!"

After saying that, they joined forces with Ansa and opened a tight line of defense, blocking the Chu army's continuous advance for them.

On the shallow banks and river beaches, swords and halberds were clanging, a golden light flashed, the north wind blew drizzle, and noisy sounds continued to come.

"Thank you."

Xie Yingyi froze, but still lowered his head. He was a little surprised that Baima Zilong believed them like this and let them go as he wished.

Everyone was not stupid. They knew that the opportunity to escape had come. They quickly took off the torn iron nets and threw them into the water. When Xie Yingyi turned around, he saw his direct descendants with surprised faces asking quietly.

"Young Master, how do you know he will help us?"

Bai Ma Zilong was not far away. It was not appropriate to talk at this time. He frowned and said, "Don't ask any more questions and leave quickly!"

The hull of the boat started to row again, but unfortunately, they were still a step late after all. Just before they had rowed far away, they saw a large number of troops rushing down from the bamboo bamboo poles in the mountains and forests. The enemy soldiers rolled in, like black clouds rolling in, threatening them.

With the momentum of destroying the city wall, not only the shore but also their throats were blocked in all directions.

Long Yue was caught off guard when he saw this scene, and was dumbfounded: "What, what is going on? Is the entire Chu army dispatched?"

Even if she couldn't count, she would only know that there were more than a thousand people in that dense crowd.

Xie Yingyi's face was white and he was startled. He knew that this was a blessing, not a curse, but it was a curse that could not be avoided. He guessed in his heart that the worst outcome would eventually come to pass.

Until now, he had to tell them the truth: "The people Baima Zihong killed were not ordinary people, but generals from the state of Chu, Mo Pan, Sun He, Pang Kuai, and Qian Tian, ​​among the seven strong generals. And this time

The commander-in-chief of the army is the boss Pang Ji, who is also a seven-strong general. The seven of them are brothers. Now there are no more seven of the seven-strong generals, and the murderer even cut off their heads. Does he think he will let Baima Zixi go easily?"

No, he will raise his troops to cover the city and hunt down the murderer.

Oh my god, Baima Zilong is really messing with the heavens. Why can't he go to heaven if he is so capable?!

The direct descendants of the Wu Clan stared wide-eyed and found it difficult to breathe.

"No, he caused the trouble. What does it have to do with us?" Feiniao pursed her pink lips and shouted dissatisfied.

Zijin was as slender and frail as a lady from Jiangnan. She lowered her red eyes and said innocently: "Nagouo tell them that we are just innocent people. Do you think the Chu army can let us go?"

Su Baichuan's mouth twitched: "Baima Zilong just stopped the Chu army's pursuit for them and let us go. This is obvious to all. We are obviously accomplices. There is no use denying it!"

Nan Nan also responded: "Look at the people on the boats behind you, can you be innocent?"

Long Yue took a deep breath: "Then you tell me, if there is a fight, do we have any chance of winning?"

Chuang Tian said calmly at this time: "I just want to say that if Baima Zixi discovers that we are from the Wu clan and used him to escape just now, not only the Chu army will take action, but he will also take advantage of it."

Kill us randomly."

They suddenly stopped talking, and the air suddenly became quiet.

After a long while, Bei Qianshan laughed dryly: "... We all took a detour, but we still got caught up, so what was the purpose of sailing in the first place?"

Long Yue cursed angrily: "It's all the fault of that Nanzhao King, a bumbling star!"

"Okay, we can make noise at any time. The mission assigned by the Holy Lord must not fail. Even if we forcefully fight a bloody road, we must take the person away safely!" Wu Changting's gentle and gentle face turned cold and his expression was breathtaking.

As a veteran beside the Holy Lord, his prestige is unquestionable. His direct relatives are all silent, but there is perseverance in his brows, and it is obvious that his will is with him.

Xie Yingyi looked guilty and blamed himself: "It's my fault, I took this mission too lightly."

Maybe Chen Rui was right to let him train more. He has little experience against the enemy and lacks the comprehensive awareness to take charge of the overall situation. He has always been positioned as a strategist. Suddenly he became the commander and made a mess. Their plan itself was

There were no mistakes, but there was always a thread to be found. He shouldn't just pursue perfection in a plan and forget about how so many of them would deal with changes if this thread collapsed.
Chapter completed!