Chapter 470

Several improved bows were opened, and the tips of the arrows were all aimed at ran Zhan.

Ran Zhan just smiled and could see the shining white teeth in the light of the fire.

"After tonight, you can only call it the late husband of autumn leaf, Fang junhou."

"It's better than you who's never touched the edge of husband."

It was still a stone face, but ran Zhan choked on what he said.

"Oh, when you die, Qiuye will be mine. Dare you fight with me openly? Whoever lives will marry Qiuye."

"It's said that general ran was liked by shile when he was 12 years old. He was brave and good at fighting and had both wisdom and stratagem. I saw him today. However, ye Qiu is already my wife. Why should I fight with you?"

"I didn't expect Fang junhou to be so greedy and afraid of death. Qiuye is really entrusted to an inhuman. Let me help her out of the sea of suffering today!"

Obviously, ran Zhan was angry with Fang Jiming. He pulled out his sharp sword and rushed towards Fang Jiming.

Fang Jiming calmly glanced at ran Zhan's sword.

It's true that Bai steelmaking, under the light of the fire, rippled layers by layers. Such a sword can be sold for more than a thousand in the Central Plains. It's not a rich family. It can't afford it at all. Even if it is, it is rationed to the owner or used as an heirloom.

Ran Zhan can match such a sword. It can be seen that it is very important in shile.

Motioning his subordinates not to shoot arrows, Fang Jiming waited for ran Zhan to rush over.

And he already held the green knife made of meteorite iron in his hand.

Ran Zhan's movements were extremely light. When he approached Fang Jiming, he jumped up directly!

The sword light ripples in layers under the fire light. In the reflection, it even has some purplish red.

Fang Jiming's eyebrows were cold. He intuitively thought that the light was wrong and quickly waved it with a green knife.

A knife and a sword collided with each other, and the fire was everywhere. To Fang Jiming's surprise, ran Zhan's sword didn't break, but it should break a small hole. He saw another tiny flash falling away.

Then their movements became faster and faster. The soldiers around only saw a dazzling shadow of swords, and they couldn't even see their movements clearly.

However, Fang Jiming was not as flexible as ran Zhan in his armor. In addition, ran Zhan's sword technique was fast and fierce, and the number of ways was also strange. Fang Jiming suffered a few times without much meeting.

Fortunately, he was wearing armor, otherwise he might have been scratched several holes in his body.

A few more flashes flashed across, and only a tinkle was heard, and ran Zhan's sword broke.

Ran Zhan quickly retreated. In the flickering light of the fire, Fang Jiming saw him crack his mouth and smiled at him.

His sword has been broken. What is he happy to see that he has no other weapons?

Fang Jiming only felt strange for a while and always felt that there was something wrong.

"Shoot an arrow!"

Brush!

Several arrow feathers flew out towards ran Zhan. Ran Zhan rolled on the spot and rolled into the diversion canal beside the Tiancheng to avoid the arrow rain.

The crowd quickly caught up. Fang Jiming ran in front. Most of the soldiers behind him didn't wear armor to facilitate their work. If ran Zhan put hidden weapons again, they couldn't hide.

However, when they reached the edge of Tiancheng, they found that the ditch was empty.

Is it difficult that this goods has become a mouse and can make holes?

However, they soon found it fishy. The ditch will open a hole on the edge of each farmland to drain water. There is such a gap not far from here. Ran Zhan is afraid to run from that gap.

Now that the farmland has been harvested, and all the nearby torches have been removed. They rashly catch up and are likely to be hit by the boy's concealed weapon. Fang Jiming hates to hold the knife and asks the people to return to the city quickly.

There was a long queue at the four city gates. It was such a fast night that even ordinary farmers had finished harvesting and were eager to enter the city.

Wang Jian was busy asking people to hurry in at the gate of the city. So many carts gathered together. If someone made trouble, it would be troublesome.

The soldiers who have finished their work, who don't push carts, protect the motorcade with yumingchuan.

Lu Qing feels itchy all over now. He really wants to take a bath quickly. It is estimated that his face is almost like a flower cat now. After all, seeing the stains on yumingchuan's face, he covered his original face.

Even Yunluo looks dirty, but it's better than them.

Since seeing off those children, Yunluo has hardly said a word. It is estimated that he is also depressed. Doing such a night's work is very good for them who have become ill over the years.

Even Wang Jian temporarily forgot the sadness of parting and shouted at the slow cart with a big horn.

The rice next to the Weishui River arrived the latest. Seeing Fang Jiming's face, Lu Qing asked Lei Yin to ask.

As a result, Lei Yin came back and said that Fang Jiming had a fight with ran Zhan, and ran Zhan ran away.

Everyone looked at each other. Ran Zhan didn't make a fire. He was probably very upset, but he didn't expect to find Fang Jiming's bad luck.

Also, he couldn't find Ye Qiu. They all came out, but they put Ye Qiu in the auxiliary barracks. Now thousands of soldiers are watching, and ran Zhan doesn't dare to get close to it.

So Fang Jiming was unlucky. Fortunately, he wasn't hurt. The boy ran away.

At dawn, all the carts entered the city, and then the escort team went in one after another.

Lu Qing hurried back to Xifeng garden. The itching on her body always reminded her of the situation when she was caught by Yin Xiu.

Yumingchuan looked at Lu Qing rubbing his clothes from time to time. It was funny.

"If we rub again, we will rub red marks. We'll pass by the path."

Deliberately avoiding the area with dense people, yumingchuan and Luqing crossed the long path and soon returned to Xifeng garden.

The auxiliary soldiers guarding the garden had already prepared hot water for them to use when they came back.

Once in the house, Lu Qing didn't care so much. She quickly threw off her blouse, took off all her clothes, and directly jumped into the bath bucket.

Yumingchuan shook his head. His whole body was itchy, but not to this extent. His wife was too delicate. Well, it was nice to touch.

There was another splash of water. Yumingchuan also slipped into the bath bucket and tickled Lu Qing.

On the other side of the west wind garden, ye Qiu has been picked up by Fang Jiming. At this time, he is helping Fang Jiming solve his armor in the house.

On the way, ye Qiu already knew that ran Zhan had found Fang Jiming's bad luck, and his face was not very good-looking. In particular, he saw several scratches on Fang Jiming's armor. It wasn't a trace of a sword. What was it.

After taking off the armor, Fang Jiming rubbed his eyes and said he was sleepy and wanted to sleep.

Ye Qiu put the armor aside, but suddenly found that Fang Jiming's face was wrong, even some faint green.

"Fang Jiming, don't sleep!"

Ye Qiu grabbed Fang Jiming's wrist and began to feel his pulse. Soon, ye Qiu's face became more and more ugly. Looking back at the traces on the armor, ye Qiu suddenly understood ran Zhan's cruelty.