Song Changjin was scared out of cold sweat. He forced a smile. He was as cunning as he was naturally capable of adapting to the situation. He laughed: "It turned out to be the shopkeeper Yan, which scared me."

Yan Tianxin said: "If you don't do bad things, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. If Mr. Song doesn't do bad things, what's the point of being afraid of?"

Song Changjin laughed dryly and said, "This is the King of Xixia. It is said that it is the King of Wang, but it is still a pile of tombs. People in this kind of place are scary and scary."

Yan Tianxin said: "Mr. Song has not answered my question yet."

Song Changjin said: "People have three urgent needs, especially when they reach my age, some things are always uncontrollable." Nowadays, there is only urination.

Yan Tianxin nodded and said, "That won't interfere with you."

Song Changjin smiled and said, "Of course, offend!" He lowered his head and was about to walk past Yan Tianxin, but the tense nerves around him dared not relax at all. Under the moonlight, Yan Tianxin's figure was clearly seen, and her hand was quietly sliding towards the handle of the gun.

Song Changjin was shocked in his heart. He threw the smoke bomb that had been pinched in his hand to the ground. However, before the smoke bomb could land, his back had already suffered a heavy blow. The punch was extremely heavy, causing Song Changjin to spew out an old blood. He staggered forward, and the smoke bomb fell to the ground but did not explode as he wished.

Yan Tianxin pressed the back of Song Changjin's head with a pistol. Song Changjin's eyes were dark and called Tiande. Yan Tianxin pulled the trigger and clanged! Unexpectedly, there was no bullet in the gun chamber. Song Changjin was so scared that his legs became weak and he knelt on the ground with a plop.

Yan Tianxin stared at the gun in his hand and found that the gun was not the same as an ordinary weapon, and his eyes were full of confusion.

Song Changjin escaped by chance, and the clothes on his back were already wet with the cold sweat that surged out of instantly. He trembled: "You are not Yan Tianxin!"

Yan Tianxin raised the butt stock of the pistol and slammed Song Changjin's head, and Song Changjin fell straight into the yellow sand.

Yan Tianxin did not continue to deal with Song Changjin who had fainted, because Zhang Changgong and others had already rushed over after hearing the news. When they saw the scene in front of them, they were stunned. Zhang Changgong said, "What's wrong?"

Yan Tianxin pointed at Song Changjin and said, "He wanted to escape, but I discovered it, and wanted to attack me while I was unprepared."

Zhang Changgong came to Song Changjin and helped him up from the ground. He found that Song Changjin's breathing and heartbeat were still there. He felt relieved when he knew that Song Changjin was not dead. However, seeing that there was a lot of blood behind Song Changjin's head, it was obviously hit by a hard object. Zhang Changgong suddenly felt suspicious. They had already known Song Changjin's character, but why did Yan Tianxin take such a heavy move?

But time didn't allow him to think too much, because a cavalry team was approaching them.

This is a cavalry team of about 500 people, with distinct armor and consisting of well-trained Tianmiao knights. In front of the team, Zhuo was wearing a gray robe and holding a flashing arrow of light. When he arrived at the top of the dune, he strangled the reins of the horse, and the Tianmiao knights lined up on both sides of him.

"Oragor!" Zhuo whispered with one hand.

"Oragorn!" Five hundred Heavenly Temple knights responded in unison, and the low voices mixed together, as if a muffled thunder sounded between heaven and earth, and like a monster roaring from the depths of the ground.

Zhang Changgong handed the unconscious Song Changjin to Tiewa for care. He came to Yan Tianxin and said, "We are surrounded!"

Yan Tianxin didn't say anything, her eyes like stars flashed with a strange light. Her eyes penetrated the night and kept shooting towards the sand dunes in the distance.

Zhuo Yishou saw a girl in red suddenly appearing below the sand dune, and was shocked inside. He held the blue arrow tightly and shouted: "The evil demon retreated!"

The body of the girl in red took off from the sand surface and rose slowly like a red cloud.

Zhuo pointed at the girl floating in the air with one hand and ordered: "Cum!"

The archer among the Knights of the Heavenly Temple bent his bow and shot in the direction pointed by Zhuo's hand. The rain of arrows covered the place where the girl in red was. Countless arrows passed through her image, but none of them hit her body. The silver bell-like laughter of the girl in red came into Zhuo's ears, and the laughter suddenly subsided. The girl in red looked at Zhuo's hand: "A bold slave, dare you disrespect me!"

The image of Princess Yongyang flashed in Zhuo Yishou's mind, divided into two and two into four. The image after fission quickly filled his entire brain world. Zhuo Yishou shouted: "其" He used the top of the arrow to stab the palm of his left palm, and blood gushed out from the piercing wound. Thousands of red images in his brain shattered like glass, and then turned into red sand and dust with weathering.

Zhuo Yishou said, "You monster, you are not a princess Yongyang at all. You are just a evil seed. Haori deceives the emperor and commits evil seeds left by the harem!" His voice was sent away from afar with Ye Feng.

Although Zhang Changgong didn't know the specific situation, he heard the intermittent sound from the wind. Yan Tianxin stood there motionless, staring at the distance with his eyes focused on the distance, but the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more intense.

The girl in red giggled, her body flew higher and higher, above Zhuo's hands, looking down at Zhuo's hands, her eyes full of contempt and disdain: "Do you want to deal with me? Do you think you can command the Knights of the Heavenly Temple after getting the Heavenly Fire Order? Use them to deal with me!"

Zhuo Yishou felt that the other person's eyes attracted him like a magnet, and his confidence began to shake. He realized that his spirit was about to fall into the other person's control. Zhuo Yishou tried his best to avoid Princess Yongyang's gaze, but it was useless. He let out another roar, and while cheering up his spirit, he reminded himself not to be controlled by the other person's mental power. While making a roar, he actually raised the arrow and poked it into his eyes twice in a row.

Blood flowed out of Zhuo Yishou's eyes, and he actually poked his eyes blind with his own hands. Only in this way can he stop the bewitching of the gaze of the absolute square and thus disintegrate Princess Longyu's control over him.

Zhuo Yishou didn't know that among everyone present, only he clearly saw Princess Yongyang's figure. Although her eyes were blind, the image of the girl in red in her mind became clearer. Zhuo Yishou clasped the blood-soaked Tianhuo Ling and shouted in grief and anger: "Oragor!"

"Click!" His hand pointed to the sky again, and the Knight of the Heavenly Temple fired again in the direction he pointed.

Even if thousands of arrows are fired at once, they cannot hit the invisible air, and they cannot cause any damage.

Yan Tianxin's face was as cold as ice. She gently unbuttoned her hairband and let her silk-satin-like black hair dance with the night wind. Then she slowly raised her hand and gave a soft order to attack her subordinates.

Zhang Changgong thought he heard it wrong. When the number of knights in Tianmiao had an overwhelming advantage, they should have chosen to retreat and preserve their strength to the greatest extent. However, Yan Tianxin made a decision that was like falling into the trap. Zhang Changgong advised: "Shopkeeper Yan, the enemy is strong and I am weak, so we should not fight with them."

Yan Tianxin's attitude was unprecedentedly tough: "You don't have to worry about my affairs!"

The four hundred subordinates brought by Yan Tianxin naturally followed her orders. Zhang Changgong's dissuasion did not play any role here. Four hundred soldiers with live ammunition launched an attack on the Tianmiao Knights arrayed on the sand dunes without any effort.

Zhuo tried his best to sense the location of Princess Longyu. He issued an order again. The feather arrows were like locusts. This time, they were shot at the camp below that attacked them. The sound of feather arrows breaking through the air was endless, and the sound of gunfire was also sounding at the same time. For a moment, the sound of killing was shocking the sky, and the casualties kept crying out.

Zhang Changgong yelled: "Come back, everyone is back!" His eyes were bloodshot and he looked at Yan Tianxin with sorrow and anger. Yan Tianxin had already rushed towards the sand dune with his subordinates.

Song Changjin woke up at this time. As soon as he woke up, he shouted weakly: "She...is not Yan Tianxin... is definitely not..."

The Knights of Tianmiao rushed down from the sand dunes in the rain of bullets. The tough armor blocked most of the dense bullets. With the momentum of high-speed downward rushing, they quickly split the 400-man team of Yan Tianxin and cut into pieces. The situation of this team, which was originally inferior to theirs, became worse and worse, and there was almost no buffer. The two sides evolved from long-distance attacks into a close-fits-all battle.

Yan Tianxin stood quietly on the edge of the battlefield. Seeing her subordinates die one by one, those loyal subordinates still appeared in front of her, desperately blocking the Tianmiao Knights who were rushing towards her, defending her with their blood and life.

Yan Tianxin was indifferent to the sacrifice of these people. Her eyes were focused on Zhuo Yishou, who was still on the dune. Zhuo's eyes were blind, his face was covered with blood, his hands were spread open, he held the Tianhuo Order in the other hand, and his palms were facing the sky, and he was still shouting the strange spell Oragon!

Zhuo Yishou gave up his eyes to avoid being bewitched by the illusions seen in front of him, but the red images that had just faded in his mind flowed and reunited like sand and dust, gathering again into a human-shaped image at an astonishing speed.

The girl in red is charming, her eyes are simple and innocent. I really feel pity for me, but in Zhuo Yishou's eyes, there is no more evil and sinister image than her in this world. Zhuo Yishou changed to holding the Tianhuo Order tightly with both hands. The mantra in his mouth became more and more urgent. He kept reminding himself that the impression in his mind was not reality, but just the illusion brought to him by Princess Longyu's invasion of his brain. The ultimate goal of this woman was to disturb her mind and control her consciousness.

The girl in red looked at Zhuo Yishou with simple eyes pitifully and said, "You really want to kill me? What am I doing wrong? Why are you so cruel?"

Zhuo Yishou responded in his heart: "Your father and daughter are in chaos and ruining our country, and this hatred is irreconcilable!"

The girl in red laughed wildly when she heard this, and her figure changed. However, in Zhuo Yishou's heart, she turned into Yan Tianxin's appearance. She looked at him with resentment and confusion and said, "Mr. Zhuo, why do you do this? Are you worthy of my grandfather?"

Zhuo Yishou felt guilty. Yan Kuohai was as kind as a mountain to him, but he had a different ambition and lurked in Lianyun Village for many years with an ulterior motive. In the end, he would betray these relatives who had already treated him as a clan. Zhuo Yishou shook his head vigorously: "You are not Tianxin!"
Chapter completed!