Just when the Khitan and the Western Turks were planning their own hegemony, at the same time, in a canyon called "Lumachuan" in Tuyuhun territory, Yan Ruyu was galloping towards the Tang Dynasty. Behind Yan Ruyu, more than 400 Tuyuhun cavalry were chasing each other reluctantly.

The horse under Yan Ruyu's crotch was extremely fast. Although she was facing a large number of pursuers, she was still chatting and laughing. She turned her head from time to time and glanced backwards, raised her lips, and chuckled, "I have played with you for so many days, and I have played enough, so let's go!" Speaking of this, Yan Ruyu touched the cloth bag she was wearing around her waist. When she felt the touch brought by the things in the cloth bag, Yan Ruyu's smile became stronger.

The cavalry leader chasing behind him, while whispering his horse's buttocks, yelled at the soldiers around him: "Chasing me, don't let her run away!" The reason why the cavalry leader pursued him was because Yan Ruyu had a shocking secret, and this shocking secret was related to the success or failure of this strategy.

It turned out that Yan Ruyu asked Senior Sister Wangchuan to disguise her, on the surface to spend a night with Wei Hong openly and tell Wei Hong about the news of Tuyuhun's attack on Liangzhou. In fact, the news that Yan Ruyu received was not just the news of Tuyuhun, but also some more secret news, so secret that even Yan Ruyu didn't know. For this reason, Yan Ruyu asked Senior Sister Wangchuan to disguise her, like a princess in Tuyuhun, in order to get into Tuyuhun. After so many days of hard work, Yan Ruyu finally got from the king of Tuyuhun.

The important officials around him obtained this secret news. Yan Ruyu's bag around her waist contained all the secret letters between the Western Turks and Tuyuhun. As long as they brought these letters back, they could effectively organize defenses to avoid being caught off guard. Of course, it was not easy to get these letters. The important officials of Tuyuhun were cut off by Yan Ruyu's sword, which eventually led to their identity being exposed. They were chased by Tuyuhun cavalry all the way from Tuyuhun Kingdom to the border. Along the way, Yan Ruyu could no longer count how many people she killed, and she only knew that she was in the Tang Dynasty when she passed through Luomachuan.

Seeing Yan Ruyu passing through the border, the cavalry leader was about to give up, but a group of people rushed out of the high mountain on the side of the Luomachuan River. The number was not large, only about thirty people, but the horses under his crotch were all Turkic horses. They galloped quickly, surpassing the Tuyuhun cavalry, and headed straight for Yan Ruyu. It turned out that the Turks knew about Yan Ruyu's secret letter, so the Turks sent people to wait from the periphery to be stopped.

Seeing Yan Ruyu and the Turkic cavalry disappear from sight, the cavalry leader raised his palms and asked the cavalry to stop chasing. He took a deep breath and said quietly: "If even the Turkic fast cavalry can't catch up, it will be even more impossible for us!" After that, the cavalry leader brought four hundred cavalry to the spot to respect Jiayin.

The thirty Turkic cavalry all had the best bloodline. Although their endurance was not as good as that of sweat-blooded BMW, they were extremely fast, and even sweat-blooded BMWs were ashamed. The horse Yan Ruyu's cavalry was a Tuyuhun horse, which was faster than ordinary war horses, but under the pursuit of Turkic horses, they seemed to be stretched. Soon they were caught by Turkic cavalry. When the Turkic cavalry was less than ten feet away from Yan Ruyu, the thirty Turkic cavalry raised the heavy crossbow in their hands and shot at Yan Ruyu. They did not want to capture them alive, but only wanted to intercept them!

Arrows flew past Yan Ruyu's thin body, even Yan Ruyu was forced to be restrained and in danger. But at this moment of dilemma, a man in black clothes and riding a black horse rushed out from the border between the Tang Dynasty and Tuyuhun. These people were like ghosts against the backdrop of the night. When they saw these men in black, Yan Ruyu chuckled at the corner of her mouth and said to herself: "I'm still wondering when will you show up!"

These men in black seemed to be Yan Ruyu's men, and the Turkic cavalry could see that they aimed the heavy crossbow at the men in black. However, because the other party was dressed too "natural" and the darkness was so dark that it was hard to hit. In a moment, the men in black rushed forward, and in just a blink of an eye, the thirty Turkic cavalry were slaughtered.

Seeing the man in black slaughtering the Turkic cavalry behind him, Yan Ruyu grabbed the horse's belly and ignored the man in black and continued to rush forward. At this moment, a cold light flashed, and Yan Ruyu felt a powerful sense of threat spread throughout her body, and instinctively turned over and jumped down from the galloping horse's back. Although Yan Ruyu had tried her best to adjust her figure, due to her strong inertia, she still did not stand firm and rolled on the ground twice before stopping. When Yan Ruyu looked up at the mount, she saw that the mount had fallen to the ground with a loud bang, the huge horse's head had separated from her body, and bright red blood was spread all over the ground.

At the same time, a calm, indifferent, arrogant male voice rang in Yan Ruyu's ears: "Sister Ruyu, I haven't seen you for a long time, you are still so willful and arbitrary. If you hadn't been exposed in Tuyuhun's identity, I would have thought you were dead..."

Hearing this sound, a chill spread across Yan Ruyu's backbone, and there was only one person in this world who could make Yan Ruyu scared. A hint of fear appeared on his face, although it was fleeting, but it did appear. After a short fear, Yan Ruyu changed into a usual smile again, stood up, patted the dust on his body, turned around and looked behind him, and bowed respectfully: "Ruyu, I have seen the master. After we parted in Anzhou, Ruyu and the master have not seen each other for three years. I wonder if the master is in good condition?"

Standing in front of Yan Ruyu was a man in black, but his body was extremely straight and tough, with a black face covering his face. Although he only had sharp sword eyebrows and deep eyes leaking outside, he could also be concluded that he was a rare handsome man, about twenty to thirty years old. The man held a sword with a golden hilt, which seemed to be a rare peerless magic weapon. Seeing Yan Ruyu's smiling face, the man shook his head helplessly and sighed: "You are my most proud disciple. In terms of martial arts, no one in the sect can match you. In terms of wisdom, you are the leader of independence. If you have always been content with your duty and do your best to do your work for me, how can I bear to hurt you? It's a pity..." Speaking of this, the man sighed, stretched out his hand, and said lightly: "Give me the things, I will only kill you and keep your little lover's life!"

Hearing this, Yan Ruyu covered her mouth and giggled. After laughing, she looked at the man and said indifferently: "Although I knew that these things could not be hidden from you, now that I have been exposed by you, I am still somewhat unbalanced in my heart." (To be continued...)
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