After being forced to be wild with relatives, Khan pampers him every day

Chapter 207 Her Sister-in-Law is Not Something Others Can Think About (Part [-])

Just as the two sides were fighting, two people sneaked into the team of the Sino Agriculture Bureau without anyone knowing it, and stood beside Zhao Xueying and Douduo.

Duoduo has strong martial arts skills and is more alert to the changes around her. When she turned her head, it turned out to be Linghu Nan and Lou Lin.

Duoduo said displeasedly: "You are ghosts, you are silent."

Linghu Nan pursed his lips and smiled.

Zhao Xueying turned her head to look at the two people.

Linghu Nan and Lou Lin knew that Zhao Xueying didn't want to reveal her identity, so they didn't even care about Khan, let alone their guards.

The two couldn't salute, so they nodded to Zhao Xueying.

Nangong Xi looked at this scene in surprise and was puzzled, but because the situation was urgent, it was not easy to ask.

The leader of the gangsters obviously hated Zhao Xueying and wanted to kill Zhao Xueying with a hoe in the ground, but before he could get close, he was kicked by Lou Linfei.

The leader of the troubled people suffered from pain, and he didn't recover for a long time, and was stepped on by the chaotic crowd. He really only had half his life left.

Just when the two sides were anxious to separate, a group of troops appeared from the dense forest and came galloping. It was Wanyan Lie's pro-army.

Seeing that Yan Ping was the leader instead of Wanyan Lie, Zhao Xueying was a little disappointed in her heart for some reason, but after thinking about it, he must have more important things to deal with, so she let it go.

Yan Ping quickly surrounded them with his troops, and arrested all the troublemakers with lightning speed.

He was about to take people away.

Zhao Xueying took a few steps forward and said, "Brother guard, can I have a few words with you alone?"

Brother guard?you?

Yan Ping was so frightened that he almost fell off his horse. If Wanyan Lie found out about this, his head might have to move.

Yan Ping tried his best to stabilize himself, and said very indifferently: "Okay."

The two walked to the distance, far enough, and stood still.

Yan Ping was still riding the tall horse, while Zhao Xueying stood under the horse.

Zhao Xueying said: "Many of these people were coerced, and you can start with them."

Yan Ping wanted to cup his fists in salute, but when he got halfway, he quickly withdrew his hand and said, "This subordinate understands."

After Yanping's people left, everyone checked the personnel and sorted out the tools.

Several craftsmen and officers and soldiers were injured in the battle, but fortunately, they were not serious, and they only needed to be bandaged.

Xielu let the injured go home to recuperate first, and the others went on to build the bobbin.

The dense forest is deep and terrifying. It was originally a primeval forest, and few people came here.

In the depths of the dense forest is a stronghold surrounded by high walls guarded by bandits.

There are many houses and pavilions in the stockade, like an independent country.

A man stood in front of the city gate and waved to the people above.

The gate of the city opened in response.

The man walked in quickly, and soon came to the hall where the village master was discussing matters.

There is a very luxurious chair in the hall, facing south, and sitting on it is a middle-aged man who is five big and three thick.

There were several bandit leaders sitting in the lower positions on both sides.

The meeting hall was very quiet, they were waiting for a message from someone.

Soon a man came in, knelt on the ground, and said, "Speak to the village master! Our people fought with the officers and soldiers and the people from the Agricultural Bureau!"

The village owner leaned forward and asked: "Where are Wanyan Lie's people? Did you intervene?"

The man said, "I never interfered."

The village owner laughed loudly and said: "I thought there would be something different when Wanyan Lie came? The result is still the same as before, let us do our best, Wanyan Lie is a coward!"

"Who do you call a coward?"

A cold and majestic voice sounded.

Everyone looked at the door in horror, and a figure walked in through the bright white door full of golden brilliance.

He has a lavish figure, tall and handsome, and he is not a thing in the pool at first glance.

Wanyan Lie took long steps and walked in majesticly.

The village master asked, "Who are you?"

Wanyanlie looked at him coldly, and said, "It's the bastard in your mouth."

The village master said incoherently: "You, you, you, you, you are Wanyan Lie who kills without batting an eye?"

Wan Yanlie said lightly: "That's right, it's Ben Khan."

The bandits in the chamber stood up one after another and drew out their swords.

The village owner hurriedly shouted: "Come here, come here!"

Wan Yanlie's face was stern, and he said mockingly: "It's useless, they are dead."

This is quite scary.

The village owner had no choice but to say: "Let's go together!"

Wanyan Lie said lightly, "You can't do what you can."

The next moment, he drew out his treasured sword and flew up, fast and ruthless, killing him with a knife.

Many of them fell into a pool of blood before seeing how Yan Lie shot.

In an instant, Wanyan Lie killed everyone except the village master.

When the knife rested on the neck of the village master.

The village owner said: "I'm just a swordsman, I can kill if I want to, it's up to you!"

Wanyanlie sneered, adding a different charm to his handsome cheeks.

"Why did Ben Khan ask you if you are skilled in swords? Based on your words, Ben Khan knows that you are not skilled in swords."

The village owner gritted his teeth fiercely, it really came out of his mouth, he knew that he would not say anything.

"If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you, I won't say anything!"

Wan Yanlie said coldly: "Of course Ben Khan knows that you won't say anything, so he didn't even think about saving your life."

"you……"

Before he could say anything, Wanyan Lie had already stabbed him in the vitals with the precious saber, the man fell to the ground without saying a word, and lost his life in an instant.

Wan Yanlie pulled out the saber, rubbed it against the man's clothes, and then put the saber back into the scabbard with a "snap".

At this moment, the accompanying troops came in and reported: "Report to Khan, all the bandits in the village have been brought under control, and those who resisted stubbornly were killed on the spot, and those who were willing to surrender were all captured. Please also show Khan how Down."

Wanyan Lie said indifferently: "This person is not a knife-wielding person, you have someone to thoroughly check the inside and outside of the cottage, and if there is anything suspicious, report it to Ben Khan immediately."

"Yes!"

Without the obstruction of the troublemakers, the project progressed smoothly.

In the evening, the drum car was finally built.

With the gurgling of the river, the trolley squeaked and turned, and when the water in the bamboo tube was full, it made a bang and fell into the sink.

The creaking sound and the bang sound constituted the most beautiful sound Zhao Xueying had ever heard.

The water in the tank accumulated more and more, and slowly flowed down the canal to the fields.

Everyone cheered, they finally succeeded.

Everyone laughed, talked, made noise, and were very happy.

Nangong Xi looked at Zhao Xueying, she was looking at the crowd with a slight smile, a gentle, peaceful smile, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

At this moment, Dodo suddenly blocked Nangong Xi's sight and stared at Nangong Xi viciously.

Her sister-in-law is not something others can miss.

Nangong Xi glanced at her and looked away.

It was getting darker and darker, and a group of people walked to the Sino Agriculture Bureau.

On the way back, someone sang the Jin folk song.

In addition to being brave and good at fighting, Jin people are also good at singing and dancing. Zhao Xueying really wants to hear Yan Lie sing. His voice is so beautiful, and his singing should not be bad.

The man's singing was melodious and brisk. When the night fell, it didn't show sadness at all, but made people feel comfortable and peaceful.

Zhao Xueying couldn't help but think of a poem written by a poet she particularly likes: "Morning Xing cleans up the filth, and returns with the moon lotus hoe."

Doesn't it fit that state of mind right now?
Plenty and tranquility, without contending with the world, this is the life Zhao Xueying wants.

(End of this chapter)