Duanmu Qing called out a "ghost", making all his men and horses retreat step by step. They widened their eyes to look at the white shadow who suddenly appeared in front of their deputy commander out of thin air. A sharp-eyed person recognized it, that was the girl they had attacked before, and it was said that they were the lord of Ji'an County in the capital. But...

People turned their stiff necks to look at Xuan Tianhua, including the archers, and they also looked at each other. They saw that the four people who had originally surrounded each other had dispersed, and the middle position was clearly exposed to the night. They rubbed their eyes and looked desperately, and then they found that the white-clothed county lord who had been standing among the four people was gone.

"Ghost! There is really a ghost!" Someone exclaimed in a flash, which immediately caused a group of people to suck. Even those who held bows and arrows trembled, and the tip of the arrow was tilted and then tilted.

For a moment, the enemy group in the northern border started to talk, and people could clearly hear them say- "She has never moved, she has never come out!"

"The white shadow appeared out of thin air!"

"Can it be the best light skills in the Central Plains?"

"Impossible! The anti-hidden secret guards can't do it."

Thousands of words came to Duanmuqing and formed a sentence. He stared at Feng Yuheng and said with a pale face: "You... are not human!"

"Hahahaha!" Feng Yuheng laughed up on his back, as arrogant and so cunning. She told Duanmuqing: "You are right, I am not a human at all - the King of Hell who took your life!" After saying that, she turned around. The man stepped on the carriage and walked around Duanmuqing, but his hands did not leave his neck. His sharp nails buckled into his flesh, and five bloodstains were seeping. "If you want your deputy governor to survive, throw all your weapons to the ground!" She shouted loudly, and a crisp and shrill voice echoed several times under the night sky, enough for everyone to hear it.

Some people couldn't resist the fright in their hearts and did as soon as possible. However, some were brave and unwilling to see Duanmu Qing's resistance. None of the archers put down their arms, and the arrow pointed at Xuan Tianhua and the other four.

The strange atmosphere had gone a little bit. After all, she spoke, and as soon as she spoke, she was still a real person. These soldiers were all out of blood. Although they were afraid for a moment, they would not be scared to death. What's more, they were depressed, and more than 200 people could not kill five of them? If these words were passed back to the Northern Realm, would they still have their old faces?

Thinking of this, those who had thrown their weapons were ready to move again. Someone hooked their feet and picked up the weapons again. Someone simply shouted loudly—"A little girl wants to clamp down our vice president with one hand? You dream!"

As soon as these words were said, Duanmu Qing shivered, and Feng Yuheng's disdainful sneer came from behind his head: "Ha! I don't know if this is a question of me or a trust in you. Duanmu Qing, tell me, are you sure that I can escape with my hand?"

Duanmu Qing's forehead gradually became sweaty. In other people's eyes, Feng Yuheng was just a teenage girl, and she was not even as tall as possible. She was thin and could do what could it be with just a dry hand? But he himself understood that the cold thing on his neck was not a hand, it was a sharper thing than a clamp. Five nails had been pinched into his flesh. He had no doubt that as long as he moved slightly, the five fingers would be inserted immediately, and they were all in, cutting off his throat and taking out all the flesh and blood in his neck.

However, he was a governor of the country, and he was a bloody man who grew up eating raw beef in the northern border. He was not willing to accept his fate like this.

Now Duanmu Qing understands that no matter whether he chooses to advance or retreat, he will fight to the death. What's more, if he surrenders in front of a little girl, how can he command these people in the future?

He gritted his teeth, and a trace of determination burst out from his eyes. Duanmu Qing suddenly shouted loudly - "Kill me! Don't worry about me, kill them all! Kill them all!"

The sudden collapse of cry was a little beyond Feng Yuheng's expectations. As the shouting moved, the fingers pinching Duanmu Qing's neck sank into the flesh a few more times. Almost one-third of the first joint of her five fingers went in. Duanmu Qing was so painful that her forehead was filled with blue veins, and blood was flowing all over her front.

Feng Yuheng sneered, "Is there still a little backbone!"

People in the North are more natural, and in their concept, there is really nothing to say about giving up war for the sake of their lives. What's more, Duanmu Qing already had something to say that they didn't have to worry about themselves and continue to kill. So, the archers also pulled the strings a little more when the arrow was about to break out on the strings, but suddenly a female voice sounded like a ghost under the curtain. Feng Yuheng was saying- "You have to think about it, kill me regardless of the safety of the Lord General, and show off your momentary power, and you will bear the infamy for a lifetime. This deputy governor is the grandson of the governor, and he is

Let's sacrifice your life, what about his grandfather? What about your Lord Zhengdu Tong in the Northern Realm? Can you kill us? It's easy to kill us, but from now on, where should you go? If you can't go back to the Northern Realm, you can't stand it. The only ending is to hide from the east and west for a lifetime (harmoniously) and hide homelessness. Oh yes, and your relatives, once Duanmu Qing dies and you run away, you can only be buried with his relatives and children. Believe me, the Duanmu family's account is calculated on our heads, and naturally you won't let you be free and free. Think about it carefully, should the arrow on the bow be shot out?"

This sentence came straight and fell into the hearts of the people. The soldiers who had been red-eyed finally realized the logic of the matter and couldn't help but burst into a cold sweat. This time, even the archers were shaken. I don't know who took the lead in putting down the bow and arrow. One of them put them down and the second one followed. Until everyone put the arrow down and everyone threw the weapon to the ground. Feng Yuheng stood behind Duanmu Qing and laughed "giggled" - "Personal General, please give me a comment, how effective is Aheng's speech?"

Duanmu Qing was so angry that his intestines were about to smoke, and kept shouting - "Kill them! The Duanmu family will not avenge me!"

But at this time, who can listen to him? People retreat step by step, and even give up a gap in the direction leading to the capital.

Feng Yuheng sneered, jumped down from the carriage with Duanmu Qing, and then walked towards Xuan Tianhua step by step. While walking, the small half of her fingers inserted into Duanmu Qing's neck turned slightly, as if she was adjusting the direction. Duanmu Qing was so painful that she almost burst into tears and wanted to shout, but Feng Yuheng's fine-tuning movement was very fast, and in just a moment, she stopped moving again. Duanmu Qing tried hard to shout, but found that she could no longer make any sound.

Feng Yuheng put it behind his head and said softly: "It hurts very much, don't move around. The county lord has stuck your throat. Even if you use all the strength of your breasts, you can't make a sound. Why don't you accept your fate?" He turned his head and saw Duanmu Qing looking at him with an extremely resentful look, and he couldn't help but giggle again: "Don't look at me like this. It's not scary at all. If you have that spirit, you might as well think about how long it will take to walk from here to the north gate of the capital. Every time you walk around, my fingers will fall into one more minute, your pain will increase by one more minute, and your blood will flow one more minute. It's just flowing like this, and I don't know if I can persist to the gate of the city."

Duanmu Qing was stunned, and a moment of despair came to her heart again. But what was even more desperate than this was Feng Yuheng's next words - "Don't worry, I must let you live to the city gate. After all, you are my hostage. But don't be too happy too early. Duanmu Qing, use you to protect the five of us. When we enter the city smoothly, do you think you will still be alive? Hahaha! Just die sooner or later!"

After she said this, her pace accelerated, and she saw that she was still ten steps away and could walk to Xuan Tianhua. Xuan Tianhua had already reached out to her.

But at this moment, a heavy string broke through the air, and the favorable thing scraped through the air, causing a "buzzing" sound.

Feng Yuheng stared wide and looked forward. Behind Huang Quan, there was a person in the Northern Border Archers' team, regardless of Duanmu Qing's safety and her threat, and insisted on firing an arrow, facing Huang Quan's heart.

Without saying a word, she suddenly used the explosive power of picking up Houyi's bow and suddenly lifted Duanmuqing, raised it above her head, and threw the man out against the sharp arrow in front.

Duanmu Qing never expected that his dignified man was lifted out by a little girl like Feng Yuheng and could be thrown out again. He was confused, so he completely lost his ability to react during the process of being thrown out. Until he came to his senses, the man had already fallen behind the Huangquan.

It wasn't that much of a calculation. The whereabouts of others had just fallen and before they could land, the arrow came closer and penetrated into the heart with a "pop".

With an arrow piercing through the heart, Huang Quan was pulled by Xuan Tianhua, so that he would not be injured by the arrow piercing out. Duanmu Qing also "pulled" to the ground, smashing a piece of dust.

The sharp arrow pierces the heart, and there is no chance of survival. He doesn't know when his eyes closed. His last thought before death came was: I didn't expect that Duanmu Qing's death would actually block the arrows for a maid.

At the same time, Feng Yuheng's ghostly voice also came into his ears: "Dunmuqing, your life cannot even be matched by my close maid's hair."

After that, Duanmu Qing could no longer hear any sound and finally swallowed in one last breath.

The scene appeared for a moment, so quiet that people's breathing could almost be heard. But in just a moment, someone screamed in shock - "I said she is not a human! She is a ghost! You don't believe it! You don't believe it!" After the man shouted, he ran away like crazy.

Under his leadership, all the soldiers in the North Frontier began to escape for a moment.

The Lord is dead, and they will never survive without any reason. Instead of continuing to waste time with Feng Yuheng and others here, it is better to seize the time to escape.

People think so, including those archers, especially the archer shooter, who was so scared that they were gone. Such a big Duanmu Qing was thrown so far by a little girl who was as tall as his waist. Grandma, is that little girl still a human? Only these five people, they fought more than 200 people, but they haven't won the fight yet, and they even beat the master to death. Don't run away? The fool doesn't run away!
Chapter completed!