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He rushed into the yard quickly. When he entered the door, Yun Zhao was in a panic and was stumbled on the threshold and climbed up. Before he could stand up, he saw the middle of his main hall, his mother lying on the ground, with a large area of ​​shocking blood under him.

The power of the enemy who had just killed the enemy was completely exhausted in an instant. Yun Zhao was weak and had no strength to get up from the ground. He pedaled his feet on the ground, and raised one hand high towards his mother!

"Mom!" She cried with a heart-breaking heart, crawling little by little towards her mother who was lying in a pool of blood.

Then the Hongniang and the other two who came into the room stood by the door. Looking at the scene, the Hongniang suddenly turned her head and looked outside. She couldn't bear to look at it anymore. Yan Xiaoyi's eyes also felt a sourness. The three-eyed tiger sighed and walked into the room.

Finally crawled to his mother's side, Yun Zhao hugged her white-haired head in her arms, touched her wrinkled face, and cried bitterly. In front of Mica's chest, a scar that was cut by a long knife was almost more than a foot long, and the blood was rolled up, and the blood had already flowed out.

The three-eyed tiger walked to Yun Zhao, squatted down, looked at Yun Zhao who had cried for a while, and reached out to pat his shoulder, "Brother Yun, aunt has gone, you, let's mourn by the way!"

Yun Zhao raised his eyes with hazy tears, glanced at the three-eyed tiger, suddenly pushed him away, and roared: "Go away, go away, it's all you who are harmed, it's all you. If I hadn't helped you kill those mischievous people, how could they have attracted their revenge? They can't do anything to you, so they came to kill everyone in our Yunjia Village. Let's go, I don't want to see you, get out!"

Unpredictable, the three-eyed tiger was lifted up and sat on the ground. Seeing Yun Zhao's eyes wide open, he was also furious, "You fart, is it the first time you killed Mengren? Why did the Mengren Doro who killed you stayed on us? If we hadn't saved you today, the one who would have been burned to a piece of coke, and could he still yell at me?"

"Three-eyed tiger, shut up!" The Hongmao beside the door scolded: "Yun Zhao lost his mother and was heartbroken. He said nothing, are you going to do anything?

"This kid is simply ungrateful!" Three-eyed tiger climbed up from the ground and said in disappointment.

Yun Zhao looked at the Hongniang who came into the room. Although the other party was angrily scolding the three-eyed tiger, it also made him feel a little more awake. Yes, he had killed Mengren not once or twice. How could he be sure that the other party must have come to take revenge on him because of Yingzuiyan. By the way, he had competed with the Qiyan family in Lucheng and the Jamuha's arrow. Today, when he saw Jamuha, it must be them. It must be because he had killed a Qiyan family member and seized his iron bow. This time he discovered it in Lucheng, so he came to take revenge.

It turned out that it was because of himself that caused a catastrophe for Yunjia Village. Yun Zhao felt miserable and burst into tears again.

Hong Niang walked around the house for a few turns and suddenly said, "Where is Rou Niang, where is Yun Zhao's new wife? Why didn't you see it?"

The Hongniang reminded Yun Zhao in one sentence. He put down his mother, jumped up, walked around the house for a few crazily, and rushed to the yard, without letting go of every corner, but Rouniang was not seen in her life and could not see the corpse after death.

"Rou Niang!" he screamed.

"Rou Niang!"

The three-eyed tiger rushed out, "Yun Zhao, could it be snatched away by those fools?"

Yun Zhao turned his head and looked at the three-eyed tiger in a daze, but he didn't react for a moment.

"Has it been stolen by the slander? No one is seen here, no corpse is seen when they die! It must have been stolen by them!" Three-eyed Tiger said affirmatively.

Yun Zhao shouted, picked up a long knife from the ground, raised his legs and rushed out of the door. Seeing the horses of Hongniang and the other three outside the yard, he immediately turned over and hit the horse's thigh with his back with a knife. The horse was in pain, and then he neighed and rushed out with force.

"God, this guy is chasing them. Three-eyed Tiger, follow them, otherwise he will suffer a loss!" The Hong Madam stepped on the horse and chased Yun Zhao tightly. Three-eyed Tiger also jumped on the horse. Yan Xiaoyi was anxious when he saw it, "Tiger, I have no horse anymore!"

The three-eyed tiger roared while galloping: "Go around and see, those miserables have died here, so many people must be missing war horses here, find one to chase us!"

Before he finished speaking, the three-eyed tiger disappeared from Yan Xiaoyi's vision.

The three of them chased towards the desert, one in front and one behind.

Twenty miles outside Lucheng, Jamuha and the injured Qiyan Gang caught up with Azis who had retreated early. On Azis's horse, Rou Niang, who was tied up and unconscious.

Seeing Jamuka and his two men's embarrassment, Azis was surprised, "What's wrong, what about the others?"

Jamuha shook his head, "I'm sorry, Lord Azis, I haven't completed the task you assigned me. I'm afraid no one else will come back!"

Azis's pupils contracted, "How is that possible, Jamuha, are you telling me a joke? You can't kill a hunter with more than 20 Mongolian warriors?"

Jamuha glanced at Azith, "Sir, first of all, this is not an ordinary hunter. Yun Zhao's archery skills are enough to be the best archer in the Mongolian tribe in the United States. I am not as good as him. Secondly, I could have taken this opportunity to kill him, but Hongniang brought people here. I don't know why Hongniang appeared there, but I know that if I don't leave, I will die there."

Azis looked at Jamuha for a while, glanced at Qiyan Gang, who was dejected with his left arm and was dejected. Jamuha looked at him with expressionless expression. Jamuha was also looking straight at him. Jamuha was a famous warrior among the Mongolian people, and his family was a large tribe among the Mongolian people, and he was very much trusted by the king. Compared to him, Azis, in the eyes of the king and Princess Yardan, Jamuha's status must be more important than himself, and he was not convenient to blame him. Although Qiyan Gang's Qiyan family has declined, he and Jamuha escaped together. If he didn't talk about Jamuha, he naturally could not blame him.

He sighed: "Forget it, although many tribe members died, he finally fulfilled his mission and brought this woman back. After returning, he handed him over to Wu Siyuan, and we can bring the goods home. Let's go!"

Jamukha followed Azis silently towards Lucheng, but he felt extremely unhappy. For such a woman, more than thirty heroes from the tribes died, and before he could kill Yun Zhao, he formed such a gang. In the future, many warriors would fall under Yun Zhao's arrow, kill their mother and take their wives. This is a great revenge that is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. Even if he puts it on himself, it would be a scene of never ending.

What the hell is this! Jamuha cursed hatefully in her heart.

"Is it worth it?" he asked angrily.

Azis looked back at Jamuha with blue veins on his face, "It's worth it. In order to get enough weapons and iron, to create more spears, swords and arrows, it's worth it even if so many people die. Jamuha, they won't die in vain. One day, our army will roll in to avenge them."

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Chapter completed!