Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 176 The Turks Come Again

The satisfaction in Qingyange's eyes became more and more obvious.

"I thought you dared to hand over the book because you saw Yingfanfan collapsed~" Qing Yange's lips, which looked like cherry blossom petals in March, raised a curve.

Li Yuan immediately denied it: "The villain just doesn't want to see the people in southern Xinjiang have a hard time, so he handed over the booklet, and it has nothing to do with other things."

The smile on the corner of Qingyange's mouth gradually grew stronger.

Jiu Que looked at Li Yuan with a hint of appreciation.

"You made a great contribution this time, think about what reward I'll give you later." Qingyange said seriously, resting her chin.

Li Yuan shook his head and expressed the vision in his heart: "The villain doesn't need any rewards, he just wants the people in southern Xinjiang to live and work in peace and prosperity, and all walks of life will prosper."

"Okay, it's a good sentence to live and work in peace and prosperity." Qing Yange couldn't help applauding.

"How long have you been in southern Xinjiang?" Qing Yange asked again.

"The villain is here..."

"Princess! Regent! It's not good, the Turks are coming!" Suddenly, a soldier ran over in a hurry, and because he ran too anxiously, he staggered and fell to the ground, but he yelled loudly regardless of the pain.

"What?" Qing Yange did not expect to run into a Turkic man at this moment.

However, it came just in time.

Originally, she also wanted to clear the obstacles in southern Xinjiang by the way this time, but she didn't need to look for it now.

Qing Yange and Jiu Que hadn't moved yet, they just watched Li Yuan who was kneeling on the ground. Hearing the news, he rushed out of the gate with lightning speed and didn't even say hello.

The South Gate of Nanjiang City.

"Report—" A soldier in military uniform rushed to a maroon horse, and he looked respectfully at the passerby.

Immediately afterwards, he said: "Khan, our troops have captured the south gate, welcome the Khan into the city!"

The man riding on the maroon horse was wearing silver armor, and his whole body exuded a murderous aura, but there was a hint of evil charm between his brows, his peach blossom eyes were rippling, and his tone was a bit more displeased: "Once upon a time When did I come to Yingfanfan and open the gate to welcome me into the city? Today I insist on making my people kill, alas, I really don’t understand~”

He leisurely showed a bright smile, "Enter the city, let's collect the spoils."

"Yes!"

Under the leadership of the great sweat, this group of people leisurely broke into the south gate of Nanjiang City.

At the gate, there were many soldiers dressed in southern border government clothes lying in disorder. They lay dying on the ground, watching the column enter the hall leisurely, but there was nothing they could do.

As soon as the big man entered the city gate, he saw that the doors of the merchants were closed one by one, and the people dodged in all directions, screaming endlessly.

There was a trace of impatience on his exquisite face, he picked out his ears, but smiled coldly: "Go and grab it."

"Yes!" The Turkic soldiers who received the order, with machetes in hand, broke into the houses fiercely one by one, and looted them. If anyone resisted recklessly, they would be decapitated in the next second.

"Hey~ Why are these people so disobedient? If you are obedient and open the door to welcome guests, you won't die." Da Khan rode on a fine horse, looked at the people in southern Xinjiang who had already been stained red with regret, and shook his head.

"Hoo--" An arrow shot at the Turkic soldier who was about to kill a crying child.

The Turkic soldier fell to the ground like a slow-motion replay before he swung his sword down.

"Boom—" a sound, billowing dust was set off.

Sweating profusely raised his eyebrows, and his bright red lips showed a trace of cruelty, "Who did it?"

"Me." With a neither humble nor overbearing voice, he only looked at a man with an ordinary face but with an inexplicable air of a general coming towards him.

He was carrying a quiver on his back, and he was holding a high-quality bow in his hand. During the conversation, his hand had already drawn another arrow feather from his back.

Winding, drawing the bow, and releasing the arrow all in one go.

With a strong wind, the arrow feather sank into the chest of another Turkic soldier.

Da Khan's beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, "I'm courting death!"

He raised a big knife in his hand, pulled the rein vigorously, and rushed towards the ordinary man with a murderous look in his eyes.

"Ah, ah, why are you shouting for beating and killing~" A leisurely and somewhat teasing female voice sounded, that voice was as refreshing as a clear spring in a mountain stream.

Da Khan was about to swing his sword down when he saw a beautiful figure flying towards him, and the woman kicked hard on his maroon horse's hooves with a spinning kick.

The horse suffered from pain, raised its head and neighed, both its front hooves bent, sweating a lot and being thrown off the horse's back due to an unstable center of gravity.

Fortunately, his martial arts skills are extremely high, and the moment he landed, his palms accumulated strength to support the ground, and he stood up with skillful strength, and stood firmly on the ground.

There was raging anger in his eyes, his voice was a bit serious, and he raised his eyes to look at the person who came, "What's wrong today? Why are you trying to find me bad luck one by one, you are not afraid of me..."

The moment he saw the face of the person coming, the voice stopped abruptly.

Standing gracefully in front of her is a peerless beauty.

The beauty is wearing a splendid phoenix-tailed water skirt with intricate patterns depicting the beautiful peonies of the country. She is wearing a red cloak that flies in the air. Her long hair spread out, so beautiful that she couldn't eat the fireworks.

Da Khan suddenly showed a bright smile, and said cynically, "Dare to ask the beauty's name?"

He tilted his head, his black long hair poured down, and his gestures and gestures were full of amorous feelings.

Qing Yange did not expect that the leader of the Turks turned out to be a stunningly beautiful man.

It doesn't matter if he is a handsome man, he looks like a monster, but why is the weapon in his hand a machete?

Tsk tsk, this style of painting is not right at all.

Before Qing Yange answered, another cold voice sounded: "This is my wife."

In the next second, Da Khan saw a man wearing a black robe approaching. His figure was extremely perfect, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, exquisite features, and his cool temperament made him even more beautiful.

He just stood behind the woman like that, almost sticking together from the perspective of Da Khan.

Sweat lowered his eyes and smiled slightly.

Unexpectedly, the famous flower has a master.

And this person, he still knows.

"Jiu Que~ It's you~"

he laughed.

"Long time no see, Feng Li." Jiu Que replied coldly.

Qingyange blinked her eyes, looked at Fengli, then at Jiuque, and asked curiously, "Why do you know each other?"

"Yes~ we know each other~" Feng Li smiled very coquettishly, her peach eyes stared straight at Qingyange, and flirted with her secretly.

"I said, don't peep at my things." Jiu Que said coldly, sitting on the horse, looking down at Feng Li.

Feng Li gave a hearty smile, glanced around from the corner of her eye, and slightly lifted her thin lips: "Brothers, take away when you are almost full~.

Unexpectedly, he was extremely surprised to see Jiu Que here.

But right now, he's leaving.

"Let's go? Good idea."

Jiu Que pulled the rein, exerted force on his feet, and the steed rushed towards Feng Li.

(End of this chapter)