Prosperous Concubine

Chapter 383 The Death of Han Yanran (3)
Han Yanran narrowed her eyes and looked in the direction of the arrow, only to see that Chen Xianhe was holding a big dark bow and arrow, aiming at another hidden guard beside her.

Chen Xianhe was able to shoot the hidden guards accurately in the chaotic crowd, which shows his skill with arrows. Han Yanran didn't dare to act rashly, and stared at him fiercely, gnashing his teeth and shouting: "Sneak attack from behind, despicable and shameless!"

"Those who make big things don't care about trivial matters. Besides, you killed my father. No matter what method you use to deal with you, it won't be too much." Mu Yuncheng said coldly, and strode out, looking at her eyes full of anger and unwillingness, The pleasure of revenge surged up in my heart: "Come here, take Han Yanran back to the mourning hall, change her life clothes, and be buried with her."

"Yes!" The four nurses squeezed into the crowd, and stretched out their arms to pull Han Yanran with a cold face.

The two loyal hidden guards raised their hands and raised their swords, intending to kill the rough envoy, but unexpectedly, two sharp arrows flew towards them and pierced their hearts. They both cried out in pain and fell into a pool of blood.

Han Yanran's face was pale and bloodless, half of the six secret guards were lost in the blink of an eye, and Chen Xianhe was watching from the side, she couldn't move rashly, how could she escape?

"Whoosh, whoosh!" Three sharp arrows flew forward, piercing through the three dark guards, and three black figures fell to the ground, reflecting the rapidly smudged hot blood, bright red and dazzling.

Han Yanran only felt a bang, her head was bewildered, she gritted her teeth and roared, "Chen Xianhe, they didn't act rashly, why did you kill them?"

Chen Xianhe put down his bow and arrow, and proudly snorted coldly: "They have violated the laws of the Qinglong Kingdom by helping the murderer escape from the pursuit. Naturally, this general will kill them all."

Han Yanran's eyes turned black, her body softened, and she almost fell to the ground. The Six Dark Guards were her reliance on escape. Their entire army was wiped out. With so many guards surrounding her, how could she escape?
Mu Yuncheng saw her in a trance, her eyes full of despair, a sneer flashed in her eyes, and she winked at the rough envoy.

The nuns understood, stepped forward, grabbed Han Yanran's arm, and dragged her towards the mourning hall.

There was a dull pain in her arm, and Han Yanran woke up suddenly, and saw herself standing in the mourning hall again, the outer shirt on her body was torn off again, and the shroud with the breath of death was put on her body, she struggled, cried, The nuns paid no attention to the tearing and beating, and carefully fastened the buttons of her shroud, and escorted her to the coffin behind the mourning hall table.

The faint stench of corpses lingered on the tip of her nose, and deep disgust appeared in Han Yanran's eyes. Mu Zhen had been dead for six days, and her corpse already stinks. If she was not smothered to death in the coffin, she would be smoked to death. There is still a way to survive, she has to fight, fight, and earn a chance.

"Muyuncheng, even if I'm buried with you, I should be buried in the coffin tomorrow. Don't you think it's against the laws of heaven and the law to let me in the coffin now?"

"Han Yanran, you don't need to make excuses. I know you delayed the coffin because you wanted to escape, but I don't want to give you another chance to escape." Mu Yuncheng said coldly, his complexion suddenly changed, and he ordered sharply: "Open coffin."

Two guards stepped forward and lifted the lid of the coffin. The air-conditioning mixed with the strong smell of corpses rushed towards their faces, causing everyone to frown tightly.

The corpse in the coffin had already begun to rot, and it was not obvious that he was wearing clothes, but his exposed face had been cracked, and a piece of rotten flesh had fallen off his cheek, revealing the white bones, and Han Yanran's chest was heaving Nausea, before she turned around to retch, she felt light, and the nuns lifted her up and put her in the coffin.

Han Yanran was shocked and struggled desperately: "What are you doing, help, help!"

The shrill, desperate scream pierced through the clouds and resounded through the sky. The nuns turned a deaf ear to her and pressed her directly into the coffin.

When her back touched the cold body, Han Yanran was startled into a cold sweat. She was about to turn over and sit up, but she felt that the top of her head was dark. It was the guards who lifted the coffin lid and mercilessly put it on the coffin.

Mu Yuncheng stood aside, looking at the big coffin containing two people, a cold smile flashed in his eyes, born in the same fur, died in the same hole, what a metaphor: "Seal the coffin!"

"Yes!" The guards hammered on the iron nails with hammers, tightly connecting the coffin to the lid. There were violent kicks and shouts from inside the coffin, but everyone turned a deaf ear to it. Soon.

Hearing the weaker and weaker kicks and curses, Mu Yuncheng walked slowly to the entrance of the mourning hall, looked towards the direction of the back garden, the breath in the coffin was limited, at most tomorrow morning, Han Yanran would be suffocated to death, he Just stay here until the sunrise, make sure she is dead before leaving.

Mu Yutang was in the back garden, and she caused him to have his wrists crippled, preventing him from practicing martial arts, and also caused his eyes to be injured, so that he could not see for a while, and when his uncle caught her, he would definitely let her survive, not die!

It was really refreshing to be able to get rid of two disgusting rivals tonight and let out a big breath of anger.

Mu Zhen is a civil servant, and the mechanism arranged in the study is not particularly powerful. Mu Yutang quickly broke it, got the dagger, and stuffed it into his sleeve.

She tiptoed out of the study room and gently closed the door. She was about to move forward leisurely, but saw a tall figure standing directly in front of her, holding a dark black bow and arrow in her hand, and the point of the arrow pointed directly at her heart.

She blinked helplessly, she was already very careful, but she was still caught: "General Chen, come here and be safe."

"Mu Yutang, hand over the dagger." Chen Xianhe's sharp eyes flashed with a cold light, and the bow and arrow in his hand did not move at all.

Mu Yutang has never seen Chen Xianhe's arrow technique, but he has heard of it, piercing through Yang with a hundred steps is a good example, he aimed at her heart, no matter how fast she dodges, she will be shot and seriously injured in the house of her enemy On the contrary, her consequences are unimaginable.

"It's not just a dagger, it's also worthy of General Chen's anger." Mu Yutang said slowly, reaching into her sleeve with her small hand, took out a dagger, and handed it to Chen Xianhe.

There were no lanterns lit in the courtyard, but dim candle light came in from outside the courtyard, but the light was too dim, and Chen Xianhe couldn't see the exact shape of the dagger, so he said coldly, "Throw the dagger over here."

A strange light flashed in Mu Yutang's cold eyes. What she was waiting for was this sentence. She raised her small hand, and smashed the delicate dagger at Chen Xianhe: Chen Xianhe had long wanted to kill her, so he got the dagger. She will definitely be shot to death in the end, so she won't stand stupidly and wait for death!
The evil wind was blowing towards his face, Chen Xianhe frowned and dodged away, he saw Mu Yutang rushing towards him from the corner of his eyes, he narrowed his eyes and waved his arms to block, but saw a cold light in front of his eyes, and the sound of 'crack' in his ears With a crisp sound, the tough bow was cut off, and it rested softly in his hand.

"Mu Yutang!" Chen Xianhe's angry roar pierced through the clouds and resounded through the sky. He raised his hand and hit Mu Yutang hard!
This is the bow that has been with him for 20 years, and has killed countless enemies, yet it was destroyed in Mu Yutang's hands like this, it's abominable.

When the strong wind hit, Mu Yutang hurriedly dodged to dodge, her palm hit the wall, debris flew, smoke and dust filled the air, blurring her vision.

(End of this chapter)