On the battlefield.

The people from the Huangzhou Palace had touched the bodies and happily piled up the captures into small hills.

weapon!

Gold and silver!

Peel off the laundry to be cleaned!

A large number.

Xiaobai took a few old men and took the account books of the palace and started counting them.

Along the way, there are too many poor people, and the royal family's silver, food, and medicinal materials are almost distributed!

Fortunately, there is also the largest bandit village in Daxia territory here!

Now, it’s time to supply the treasury of the royal palace!

Xiaobai looked up and looked at Xia Tian’s back as he was gone. His little mouth was full of smiles!

Very meaningful!

On the other side.

Simalan stood on the shaft of the car, watching Xia Tian go away, her beautiful eyebrows frowned, and I felt pity for her!

Sima Ge looked at it clearly: "Miss, are you worried that the prince will use a handsome man to take over the wasteland?"

Sima Lan nodded: "Yes!"

"Because, that's the best way!"

Sima Gobet bit his red lips lightly: "Miss, why don't you ask me in detail what the white phoenix looks like?"

Sima Lan shook her head: "Silly Xiaoge, if the prince doesn't ask, I can't ask!"

Sima Ge was stunned: "Why?"

Sima Lan looked at the fire of Xia Tian and his party and explained patiently: "The prince did not ask, which means he was not interested in Bai Feng!"

"If I ask about his appearance carefully, it means I'm jealous!"

"That means I mind!"

“Hahaha…”

Sima Lan smiled so hard that she was unexplained: "Xiao Ge, Miss, will I be jealous if I am such an open-minded person?"

Sima Ge nodded: "Yes!"

Sima Lan's face turned solemn: "Can you get the portrait of Bai Feng?"

"I want to see how beautiful the beauty in Suqi's eyes is?"

Sima Ge's eyes veins pounded violently a few times: "Yes!"

Sima Lan closed her beautiful eyes, and her breasts were a little ups and downs: "Three days later, I will see the portrait of Bai Feng, so I can plan for the prince!"

"yes!"

Sima Ge: "I'll make arrangements right away!"

Sima Lan nodded: "Also, tell my sister to clear out the spies around here!"

"The strength of the Huangzhou Prince's Mansion must be hidden now!"

"yes!"

Sima Ge took the order and left.

Soon after.

Killing resurfaced around Tianmen Mountain.

A masked girl in white, followed by a masked woman dressed in a little medicine girl, killed all the spies who were ambushing Tianmen Mountain.

The spy from the Imperial City Department was killed again!

When the killing ends.

The masked woman dressed in the little medicine girl took out a silver needle and asked, "Xiaomei, are we following the King of Huangzhou?"

Sima Mei nodded: "No!"

The little medicine girl rubbed her jade hand on the silver needle, and her pure big eyes were full of fighting spirit: "Today, I will ask him for advice on the silver needle technique!"

Yizhimei, who was masked by white veil, shook her head: "He shouldn't be available today!"

"The big guy beside him is very powerful. If we get closer rashly, his iron rod can smash us into meat pies!"

The little Yaoniang gritted her teeth and said, "Then we will come to him tomorrow to compete!"

Yizhimei frowned: "Why do you have to compete with him in the silver needle technique?"

Xiao Yao Niang raised her eyelids: "My master has a lasting wish before his death. If he meets a master who uses silver needles, he will definitely compete. If he wins, he will tell him that the spirit of heaven is still the best in the world in my medical school!

”

Yizhimei's beautiful eyebrows frowned even more: "What if she loses?"

A hint of shyness appeared in the pure big eyes of Xiao Yao Niang: "I will never lose."

"You can never lose!"

Yizhimei no longer asked: "Saint Qingqing, the king of Huangzhou has entered Huangzhou. Let's compete with him again!"

"good!"

The doctor's saint agreed!

but.

Yizhimei was a little upset for no reason!

She always felt that the doctor's saint had not finished speaking.

Compared to Silver Needle Technique, something might happen!

On the other side.

Xia Tian followed Zhao Zichang, Zangyi and other young men of Sword Cang, and quickly climbed to the hillside of Tianmen Mountain.

There is a huge open space here, and the bandit village is located above it.

The young men with the hidden sword were already invisible in the dark and protected around Xiatian.

Zhao Zichang held a spear and opened the way in front.

"Puff puff puff..."

The gun in Zhao Zichang's hand was extremely terrifying, and each shot was a left-behind evil bandit.

The young men of the hidden sword were even more elusive and killed all the bandits who were left behind.

at last.

Bandit village, Juyi Hall.

"boom......"

A bandit broke through the door and blood spilled the entire hall.

at this time.

A pale middle-aged Confucian scholar in the hall drew his sword and shouted, "Who?"

"Come in!"

Zhao Zichang flew into the door, and Xia Tian followed: "Who are you?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar saw Xia Tian’s expression changed drastically and looked disbelief: “Why are you not dead yet?”

"No!"

A cold sweat as big as a soybean came out of the forehead of the middle-aged Confucian scholar!

He threw away the sword, closed his eyes, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "This is absolutely impossible!"

"This is definitely my hallucination!"

"How can he not be killed by the top ten evil men and three thousand elite bandits kill him?"

"This must be his ghost!"

After muttering, the middle-aged Confucian scholar suddenly opened his eyes: "I'm not afraid of ghosts!"

Then.

He saw a pair of eyes that were bigger than a cow in front of him, looking at him with a fool's expression!

"Bang!"

Before the middle-aged Confucian scholar could react, he felt a big foot kicking him hard in the abdomen!
To be continued...