Yan Qingyu's eyes were taken back from Tian Tian's body, "Of course."

"You are dead!" Yan Ziran suddenly said.

Yan Qingyu was shocked.

"In the past few days, Li Wang suddenly announced that Princess Li died of illness. Your funeral was completed recently. The body has been buried. Now you are a dead person, just like me." Yan Ziran's lips showed a faint smile. Looking at Yan Qingyu's surprised expression, he deliberately deepened his tone and said, "Someone forced you to leave the capital and leave all disputes. He is just alert to you and not allowed to interfere in the dispute over the throne, so he erased you from the eyes of the world."

"From now on, you are no longer Yan Qingyu, but a nameless stranger. Are you happy?"

When Yan Qingyu heard this, she even guessed who was using it, gritted her teeth and sneered: "Happy! How could she be unhappy?"

She could completely erase her figure from the battle for the throne. The other party was either nine thousand years old or Yan Ke... Yan Ke was guarding herself. She thought she might destroy his plan, so she became a dead person.

Yan Qingyu thought she guessed correctly, but she had no idea that the murderer who made her "death" was not Jiu Qiansui or Yan Ke, but someone she knew but could not have imagined.

Just as Yan Ziran was about to say something, he broke in alone, "Captain, the people from the Pojun clan are here."

"It's so fast!" Yan Ziran raised her eyebrows in surprise and looked at Yan Qingyu: "It seems that the other party was following you in a deal with Yan Ke recently. Your value is higher than I thought."

Yan Qingyu was also very surprised. Will Yan Ke come?

"Zero, start the transfer and start the jungle battle!" Yan Ziran issued an order very quickly. Jungle battle was one of the most common ambushes in his previous life, not only assassins, but also as mercenaries.

"yes!"

Yan Ziran took Yan Qingyu and the others to the nearby jungle quickly. Yan Qingyu followed Yan Ziran and asked in a deep voice: "Can you win?"

Yan Ziran took out several weapons from his waist, and put one of the crossbows on Yan Qingyu's palm, a bundle of gunpowder and a fire broker.

"The Pojun clan's abilities are too legendary. The only thing I know at the moment is that they can hide the breath on their bodies. People who practice internal energy cannot feel the breath on their bodies at all. It is very dangerous." Yan Ziran found a place to hide it, squatted on the ground, looked at Yan Qingyu and said, "So, you should not win!"

Yan Qingyu: "..."

"If both sides suffer losses, I am sure!" Yan Ziran was very confident about his weapons. If he fought against an army, no matter how powerful his weapons were, they would be useless.

But Yan Ke's men were only a few hundred people, and he really couldn't stand dozens of special forces against hundreds of mercenaries, but it didn't mean he couldn't kill the other party.

Yan Qingyu pinned the crossbow to his waist and lowered her body and said, "Are you forming an alliance?"

"Do I have a choice? But do you understand if I want to kill your mother?" Yan Ziran half-squinted her eyes, her voice slightly cold.

"She is not my mother!" She is the original owner's mother, not her Yan Qingyu's mother, her mother has long been dead.

Yan Ziran looked at Yan Qingyu with a very serious look and finally nodded; "Okay!"

Yan Qingyu pulled out a hairpin from her head, took out a jade from the hairpin, and pinched the jade with internal force, tied it to the top of the arrow, and pulled the crossbow's tweak towards the sky.

An arrow shot out into the sky, and a large amount of red smoke slowly dissipated in the sky and slowly fell down... Yan Ke watched the sky suddenly turn red in the mountains, and she half-squinted her eyes: "The convening order of the magic demon?"
Chapter completed!