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"Cousin, try harder! Ah~ Ah~" You Xiaoyue, who has a charming figure and not beautiful face, is quite charming, wrapped around the waist of a tall and thin man with feminine and explosive power like an octopus.

The man had a handsome face and was full of evil charm. As he galloped on You Xiaoyue, he asked evilly: "Youyou, I am much more powerful than Dongfang Yunxiao, right?" This man was clearly planning to Lei Qing, and he was almost beating the golden-level powerful ghost hand You Wuya who fell into his hands.

You Xiaoyue's cheeks flushed and her eyes were as charming as silk. Under the strong and powerful impact of You Wuya, it was like floating in the clouds. She smirked and beat the man's back: "Don't mention that disgusting old waste, he is not as good as your finger. Ah, cousin, I'm dead, I'm going to die... use more force~"

After a moment of lewd words, a fierce battle ended. A pair of men and women snuggled up with satisfaction. You Xiaoyue was infinitely satisfied with body and mind. Her eyes were full of love, staring at the charming You Wuya deeply, and said softly: "Cousin, when will we end this sneaky day?"

"Youyou, don't be anxious." You Wuya hugged her and comforted her softly: "Soon, we still have a lot of things to use Dongfang Yunxiao's old man, ridiculously, that old man, is trying his best to pave the way for our children to ascend to the position of the owner of the manor in the future. However, that hateful little white-faced Lei Qing, who was extremely cunning, almost fell into his hands this time, is really hateful."

"Although yesterday's plan failed, it may not be ineffective." You Xiaoyue analyzed: "The Iron Cavalry Group has probably noticed the undercurrents surging in the Divine Sword Villa. If Xiahou Huan had no problem with his head, he would definitely not interfere in the power struggle within the Divine Sword Villa. Maybe now it is already discussing how to withdraw from the Jiawang Pass."

"But at the same time, it will most likely arouse Dongfang Cangqiong's alertness. You must know that Dongfang Ao's immortal old man, who treats his son Dongfang Lan as his future heir, will definitely stand on the side of Dongfang Cangqiong." You Wuya said with a little worry: "It is still very terrifying to have a holy-level powerhouse. With my strength, I am afraid that even his three swords can't be held."

"Cousin, don't worry, Dongfang Yunxiao has begun to launch plans in advance. Even if Dongfang Cangqiong is alert, it is too late." You Xiaoyue sneered: "We have been making arrangements for so long, and then we have calculated all factors."

Suddenly, a boomerang shot through the window. After rotating for a few times, it fell into You Wuya's hand. When he took out the letter, You Wuya suddenly laughed: "Dongfang Cangqiong actually had a conflict with Zhu Xiyu and imprisoned her. At this moment, even if the Iron Cavalry Group did not leave, it would never help Dongfang Cangqiong again."

"Since that's the case, let's cause some trouble for Dongfang Cangqiong." You Xiaoyue's eyes also showed a hint of ruthlessness: "Tell the little white-faced man named Lei to tell the news that his godmother was detained. Can he save him?"

...

"Dongfang Cangqiong, you old bastard." In the barracks, Lei Qing was discussing with Xiahou Huan and others how to retreat, but when he received such a message, Lei Qing couldn't help but become furious, and his palm shattered the table: "How dare you imprison my godmother? He even threatened to kill her?"

Xiahou Huan's face also became solemn: "What does Dongfang Cangqiong mean? Do you don't believe that Dongfang Yunxiao wants to rebel?"

"I'm afraid I suspect I'm wearing a cuckold." Shen Tuxue glanced at Lei Qing: "Lei Qing, you need to be calm. The person who secretly sent the information must be uneasy and wants us to have a conflict with the East Cangqiong so that we can benefit from it."

"That bastard, my godmother treats him wholeheartedly, but she still does such a bastard." Lei Qing's face turned pale and she resisted the urge to rush out to save her godmother.

"Lei Qing. As long as you say a word, I will accompany you to save people." Yuchi Kou said righteously: "I see that Dongfang Cangqiong was blinded by lard, and now he is unable to protect himself. If you don't think about how to deal with your brother's rebellion, you still have to do something. It's better for our three thousand iron cavalry to surround his mansion, save Xiao Guanyin, and then leave. I don't believe it anymore. Dongfang Cangqiong, which is about to be in trouble, dare to fight with our three thousand iron cavalry."

"No." Lei Qing took a few deep breaths to calm himself down: "Nounally, that old man is the husband of his godmother. If we go to ask for someone with great fanfare, it will have a great impact on my godmother's reputation. What's more, once the Dongfang Cangqiong loses his mind, things will be out of control. This is my private matter of Lei Qing, and thousands of brothers cannot be allowed to take risks with me."

Lei Qing glanced at everyone deeply, then said to Xiahou Huan: "Xiahou General Group, I can't implicate my own people. Please take your brothers to retreat first. I will sneak in to save my godmother in the evening, and I will follow you later."

Xiahou Huan said calmly, "Since everyone is our own people, what are you going to be implicated or not? If we leave, even if you save people at night, you will not be able to get out of Jiawang Pass. Why not do this? Let's hold our troops first, loose on the outside and tight on the inside. I will arrange for a bombing camp to make some things to attract the attention of Dongfang Cangqiong. Then you go to save people and save people. Let's leave, three thousand iron cavalry, I don't believe Dongfang Cangqiong can stop us."

...

It was at that time of sunset and dusk, which was the most beautiful moment of Luoxia Mountain. The falling and sunset is naturally famous for its beautiful dusk scenery.

But at this particularly beautiful moment, a fierce battle broke out on Luoxia Mountain.

The little sword god Dongfang Lan was covered in blood and covered in scars. The dozens of elite soldiers brought were already dead. Only seven or eight injured were loyally guarding Dongfang Lan to try to break through and escape.

The barbarian soldiers with strong bodies and barbaric aura all over their bodies surrounded them and launched waves of attacks. When the arrows were like locusts, they were thrust into hedgehogs by the arrows after exhausting their fighting spirit.

"Hehe, little sword god Dongfang Lan, I heard that you are still one of the four great heroes in the younger generation of the Freedom League? I don't think I am better than I, Princess Chiyan." A tall, with healthy wheat skin, wearing a red armor that can show her perfect figure, smiled proudly: "Your people are almost dead, why don't you surrender quickly."

"Princess Chiyan, if you have the ability, we will fight one by one." Dongfang Lan felt sorry for the elite confidant and roared angrily: "If I lose, you can deal with it."

"Hehehe, you little white-faced man, you really have the face to say it." Princess Chiyan is very beautiful and charming, like an elf in the fire. She laughed and said, "It's so naive. I have so many people, and I can kill you. Who told you not to have much thoughts and still help you count the money when you are sold?"

"What?" Dongfang Lan was shocked and roared: "I was betrayed? Princess Chiyan, who betrayed me?"

"I know who betrayed you, but why should I tell you?" Princess Chiyan kept laughing: "You are so childish, surrender so that you won't even have a chance to take revenge."

"Roar~ I will never surrender. Our Dongfang family has only disciples who died in battle, but no disciples who surrender." Dongfang Lan roared angrily, and his sword flew like a spirit snake, knocking the arrows flying. Several barbarian soldiers who were bullied themselves flew backwards two or three feet away. After falling to the ground, they could not twitch. There were no less than dozens of barbarian soldiers killed by him.

Although the little sword god Dongfang Lan is young, his personal strength is quite good and almost golden. He is regarded as his future successor by his ancestor Dongfang Ao, and believes that with his qualifications and insight, there is a certain possibility that the glory of the sword god who was overwhelming the heroes of his ancestors will be reproduced.

"Silly guy, no matter how powerful you are, how many can you kill?" Princess Chiyan sneered disdainfully: "Looking at how much you have consumed your fighting spirit, let me Chiyan come and send you back."

Princess Chiyan reached out to take a simple and heavy bow inlaid with gems. One bow and three arrows, and the finished character shaped like a sharp roar. Three sharp arrows turned into three rockets burning with red flames in the air.

Princess Chi Yan's father, the King of Nan Barbarians, was originally a powerful lord of the Southern Barbarians. He was a member of the holy rank. He practiced the Zhurong magic skill, and his cultivation was unfathomable. As his favorite daughter, Princess Chi Yan, how could his strength be poor?

It can even be said that it is precisely because Princess Chi Yan is very qualified and has a very fast cultivation speed. It is very likely that she truly inherits the mantle of the Southern Barbarian King, so that the Southern Barbarian King will regard her as a treasure.

At the age of twenty, he has already reached the peak of high-level silver and may break through to the gold level at any time. Even if he fights Dongfang Lan alone, he will definitely not be inferior.

If the three sharp arrows of flames were in their heyday, there would be no problem dealing with them. But now, under the continuous attack of the barbarian arrow formation, the fighting spirit has been exhausted.

Papa, three sword lights flashed again. After blocking the sharp arrow, they were already spraying blood and fell to the ground. However, Princess Chiyan's attacks followed one after another.

A single flame arrow came with a sharp roar, dragging up the long flame tail, like a meteorite falling from the sky.

Just when Dongfang Lan had nowhere to hide, her heart was filled with sadness, and she thought to herself that she would die in such a place, at the hands of a woman.

A thick and staring sword light came in a flash like a lightning bolt, easily knocking away the flame arrow. An old man with a child-faced and crane hair and fairy-like appearance flew into the air with the sword light.

"Ancestor!" Dongfang Lan was surprised and happy when he saw this. He knew his ancestor's strength clearly, and as long as he came, he would not be afraid of anything.

"It's Dongfang Ao." Princess Chiyan was not surprised but happy, and ordered: "Sharpshooter, shoot him down for me." Facing the powerful saint level, she was not afraid at all.

Hundreds of sharp arrows shot towards Dongfang Ao like locusts. (To be continued)

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