Perhaps it was because the resentment in Chen Jian's heart broke out, Lan Qiuyue chose to leave Wuxian Valley.

Chen Cangyi couldn't stop him, so he gave him a bead. If he encountered a danger of hurting life, he would crush him. There were spells inside to resist the attack and at the same time he could feel his position.

Lan Qiuyue was very moved by this action, but after all, he was not a practitioner of Taoism and had no sense of belonging in Wuxian Valley. His plan to leave was already a decision.

He felt that he should have his own way.

In this way, he left Wuxian Valley, but unexpectedly, what he saw was a more ups and downs in his life.

He did not choose to return to Daxuan, but entered Shu. He had been living in a small town at the junction of the two places. Looking at the busy people around him, his heart seemed to find a kind of peace.

Until the town was looted by bandits, the town was robbed and killed, because it was far away from the Barbarian Landlord City, and the vendors from both places were traveling, and there were no large number of officers and soldiers guarding this place.

Most of the people living in the town are mobile vendors, and they are most likely to be targeted by bandits. Lan Qiuyue was unfortunate. She encountered such a thing after only half a year of living.

Generally, bandits do not often harass a small town. The same principle as fishermen fishing. Killing them all is to cut off their lasting food.

So they will wait for a year or two to wait for the town to flourish, and then wait for a year or two to recover and return again, and repeat.

Vendors sometimes count the time, but after a while, bandits noticed that the sneak attack time became erratic.

Those who pay money consciously may leave a life, and bandits who have no money or goods will be killed directly. Who says he is poor? Nothing can afford his life?

Lan Qiuyue has no money, but he has a higher beauty than ordinary people. If he only faces vendors, some people intend to recruit him as his son-in-law, but he doesn't want others to force him.

But what kind of person are bandits? They are not afraid of beautiful men and women. Burning, killing, robbing is their food. So if he doesn't want to, he can only move roughly and force him to do so.

Lan Qiuyue was tied up to the village, and by chance she hit her head while resisting. As soon as she went up to the village, she was attracted by her daughter. When he recovered, she was ready to make him the husband of the village.

He left his life in a daze, but when he woke up, he had no memory. Now he was as willing as a female bandit, and Huanhuan was about to marry him.

Unfortunately, God does not follow others' wishes, and if you do too many bad things, it is not just that the time has not come. The bandits are local tyrants and can rampantly oppress the civilians.

But when they meet regular officers and soldiers, they can only surrender. They are not lucky. Just like when vendors in the town met them before, they can only complain about their bad luck.

In order to gain the appreciation of his father, the prince in southern Xinjiang asked to suppress the bandits and wanted to win the hearts of the people on the border. The copycat that had just committed the crime became the target of public criticism.

The other party who was defeated by the bandits was the night when Lan Qiuyue got married, and he watched in a daze at everything that happened.

He had seen the cruelty of the bandits to treat the captives and the harm to the people. Although he remembered nothing, he was sure that he and they were not fellow travelers.

He is not a person here, but he is weak and can't escape the power of being tied up.

So when he saw officers and soldiers coming, he chose to help them.

He wore a red wedding dress, and his clothes were compatible with Daxuan's style and added the characteristics of barbarianism. The braids braided with red ropes on his head made him look elegant and cheerful.

The bandits and soldiers fought life and death in an endless battle. The sound of swords and swords collided with roars and screams, and the bodies fell down and the blood spread.

Lan Qiuyue was very scared. He was afraid that he would be regarded as an accomplice, but he was not a bandit and did not do bad things. He didn't want to die.

He hid behind the pillar, his eyes around the fighting bandits, and landed on a figure standing on a high place, a man riding on a horse.

He couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he looked at Han Shuang's figure with his straight back like the proudest and most steepest among the mountains. As long as the others looked at him, they could only look up.

He is the boss of the soldier, Lan Qiuyue thought.

His right to decide on life and death must be in his hands, so he has to find a way to attract his attention and then beg him to let him go.

The bandit surrendered halfway through the massacre, and he was also found hiding behind the pillars, and a soldier grabbed his shoulder and threw him to the ground.

It happened to be a bride who was kneeling on his knees. It was originally a beautiful bride, but now her face was withered, tears, blood, fear and hatred intersected, forming a complex expression.

Lan Qiuyue couldn't bear it. The female bandit was the only person who looked at a little kindness. Perhaps the kindness was because she fell in love with him and she was not bad to him, so she couldn't bear it.

The soldier bowed his hands and knelt on the ground, "Reported that the bandits have completed their search, and they are all here."

The man standing on the high ground had already come to them at some point. Lan Qiuyue looked up when she heard the sound and saw the man's face clearly.

It has an aggressive appearance, and its facial features are different from the softness of the Daxuan people. Whether it is the eyes or the outline, it can be described as sharp.

Lan Qiuyue's heart was beating wildly. His face looked like a peaceful person, and his eyes were like a knife. If he was targeted, he suspected that he would be in a different position in the next moment.

Maybe his gaze was too obvious, and the man who looked down on everyone suddenly turned his head and happened to meet him.

With indifferent and sharp eyes, Lan Qiyue actually made a sound, "Ho-", the sound of breathing that was frightened by conditioned reflexes.

This sound was particularly obvious in the dead environment. The soldiers raised their spears toward him. As long as he made a sound, thousands of spears would penetrate the heart.

Lan Qiuyue covered her mouth and looked at these people in horror.

The man suddenly said, "Let go."

With a command, all the soldiers obeyed the order and stood their weapons on the ground in a regular manner, no longer facing Lan Qiuyue.

The feeling of oppression disappeared, and Lan Qiuyue quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but his next sentence made him breathe nervously again.

"I'm sorry that today ruined your good days."

After killing so many bandits, this sentence of sorry sounds nothing, but Lan Qiuyue found that his sentence would feel stiff if it was longer.

It seems that he should be the leader of the Mandizhu City, because at the junction of the two places, he talks about Manyu and Daxuan, and most people know two kinds of them. After staying for half a year, he can only understand some of them, but he can't speak them.

There are bandits in both places. The man looked at Lan Qiuyue's face with preconceived ideas, so he chose to communicate in the language of Daxuan.

The female bandit was also a fierce woman, but her voice was still trembling, "If you want to kill and cut, you will be cut in one sentence, you don't need to beat around the bush."

The man looked at Lan Qiyue's eyes tilted to the right a little, and gently fell on the female bandit, "Don't worry, I will make you a pair of underworld mandarin ducks."
Chapter completed!