The sky was getting darker, and a trace of the setting sun shone through the gaps of the swaying artemisia and grass, illuminating the angular face of the man holding the spear. The bearded beards connected to the temples were spreading, as if they highlighted their courage and unrulyness.

Amid the weeds not far away, a scattered sound rang out. The man holding the spear looked excited and rushed over with a big step. Behind him, the place where the artemisia was originally erected was immediately stepped out of a narrow path.

"Shameless rats, where can I escape?" The man shouted like thunder.

Xiahou Yun looked at the back of the man with a rough and northern accent, and gradually, the originally panicked heart calmed down, and a sense of security that was cared for came to his heart.

After a moment, the man went back and returned, except for the spear, he held another pheasant in his hand that was still struggling.

"Why are you still standing? Come and help pull the hair!" The man took off his waist knife from his waist and cut off the chicken's head with one knife.

Xiahou Yun was stunned. It took a while to realize that the man was calling himself. She was about to walk, but unexpectedly, after standing for a long time, her feet were already numb. With a sudden movement, Xiahou Yun's body suddenly lost its balance and rushed forward.

The man quickly threw the knife and held Xiahou Yun with a quick hand. The man supported Xiahou Yun's chest, which was suddenly gasping for a while, would have noticed something different even if he was rough and bold. However, the man in front of him looked as usual, as if nothing had happened, which made Xiahou Yun's eyes flushed.

"You-!" Xiahou Yun was feeling a great force coming from the other party's hand, so warm and powerful.

"Look at the girl's delicateness, this kind of work of filling her stomach will definitely not be able to do it." The man said harshly, and he relaxed his hands and let go of Xiahou Yun without any sympathy for the sake of the fragrance and jade. Xiahou Yun was not prepared for it, and almost fell down again. After he said this, a sense of courage and cruel resentment suddenly arose in his heart.

She snatched the pheasant, and her voice was filled with a crying voice: "You——, don't underestimate people, okay?"

After saying that, Xiahou Yun quickly tore off a piece of clothes from his body, spread it onto the ground, and then held the pheasant that was struggling with death in his hands and started cooking carefully. After a moment, Xiahou Yun had almost pulled out the feathers of the pheasant. The skillful practice of practicing on his hands made the man who had just laughed at her stunned.

"Girl, I don't call you. My name is Zhang Fei, whose courtesy name is Jide, and he is from Zhuo County, Youzhou." The man looked and introduced himself, and the momentum in his words had become a little weaker.

Xiahou Yun did not look up, but just stretched out his hand covered with feathers. Zhang Fei did not feel sorry for the moment and did not react at all.

Xiahou Yun raised his head impatiently and said, "Knife—."

Zhang Fei then said "oh", hurriedly handed the sword from his hand, and then stood beside him and watched.

Xiahou Yunliu raised his eyebrows and said, "Why are you still standing stupidly? Go and search for the thieves if there are any water bags on them."

Xiahou Yun's words were very loud and even had a little commanding meaning. If it hadn't been for the scene just now, this shout would have been like a slang for the fight between husband and wife.

Zhang Fei seemed to have not heard the meaning of Xiahou Yun's words. He hurriedly took the water bag from the dead thief's head, held it clumsyly with his hands, and then squatted down, which was half a head taller than Xiahou Yun.

"Slow down!" Xiahou Yun shouted.

Just then, I suddenly heard a chuckling from behind. Xiahou Yun looked back and saw that the maid Xiu'er, who had just fainted, was awakening from the ground.

"You damn girl, why don't you come here to help!" Xiahou Yun was looked at by Xiu'er and cursed.

"Hey--!" Xiu'er responded happily, quickly gathered the weeds and branches around her and piled them on a relatively empty ground.

The fire was ignited in the dark, and with the squeaking sound of burning oranges, the fragrance of the pheasant when it was roasted drifted away, seducing three people who were already empty. Six eyes were wide open, and there was only one target, the pheasant whose hair was plucked from the shelf.

"Gululu--." Zhang Fei swallowed for a while and then heard a series of gurgling sounds coming from the direction of his stomach. His pair of ring eyes were staring at the pheasant that had been roasted and oily, as if he had not seen the two beautiful women in front of him.

"This--, give it!" Xiahou Yun stretched out his slender hand and pointed a little at the pheasant, then tore off the thickest piece on the pheasant and handed it to Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei was not polite at all. He chewed hard on him. Most of the huge chicken legs suddenly disappeared. Zhang Fei's cheeks kept chewing, oil overflowed from his mouth, and then he was rolled back by his long tongue.

Xiahou Yun was not bored with the rude man in front of him. On the contrary, he had a sense of reality. After being used and abandoned by his so-called relatives as tools for power, Xiahou Yun was no longer the girl who was raised in the deep boudoir and ignorant of the world. Xiahou Yun already had his own understanding of good and evil, good and bad.

"Uh--, you guys eat too!" Zhang Fei stopped his hand pulling the other chicken leg, and then he realized that the two women had not taken action yet, so he felt a little embarrassed.

Xiahou Yunxian tore off a piece of chicken with his hands, put it into Yingying's mouth, and chewed it slowly.

"Miss, the surname is good!" Only then did Zhang Fei remember that he forgot to ask the other party's name.

Before Xiahou Yun could answer, Xiu'er beside him had already pouted and rushed to say, "My lady's surname is Xiahou, and the word "Yun" is the word "Yun."

When Zhang Fei heard this, his two thick eyebrows moved and he thought for a moment: "Is the girl from the Xiahou family of Chenliu?"

Xiahou Yunhan replied first, and Xiu'er said again: "My lady is going to Yuzhang this time!"

Xiahou Yun glared at Xiu'er. She was extremely unhappy about this marriage, but she had to respond due to pressure. Xiahou Heng's escape and Zhang Fei's appearance made her originally numb heart a little hope arise.

At this time, Xiahou Yun saw that Zhang Fei was actually thick and thin, not like a rough man who was completely unconscious, so he asked, "Is General Zhang a subordinate of Liu Yuzhou?"

When Zhang Fei heard this, he proudly said, "My elder brother is a descendant of the Han Dynasty, descendant of King Jing of Zhongshan, great-grandson of Emperor Jing of Han, and Liu Bei, the governor of Yuzhou."

The three of them surrounded the fire, roasting a bonfire and talking to each other. At some point, Xiu'er fell asleep in Xiahou Yun's arms, leaving only Zhang Fei and Xiahou Yun, a man and a woman, who were still having a long conversation.

Before he could see, the east was already white, and Xiahou Yun didn't know when he fell asleep. However, he saw a man standing like an iron tower guarding the side. Against the backdrop of the red sun, his figure highlighted his immense height, as if nothing could touch him.

"This is the man I, Xiahou Yun, are looking for!" Thinking of what happened last night, a red cloud flew on Xiahou Yun's pretty face.

Although the man in front of him was rough and ferocious, he had no intention of plotting against others. He was much more straightforward and cute than the so-called jade-faced young men who were proclaiming to be. Xiahou Yun quietly stood up and came to Zhang Fei. There was no more words. Zhang Fei's frank eyes had told her everything.

Xiahou Yun gently put his hand into his broad and wide figure, and a unique masculine aura suddenly came. She breathed hard, unwilling to leave for a long time.

Zhang Fei closed his spear and focused his mind, his eyes like a ball of beating flames, and said, "Don't leave, be my Zhang Fei's wife!"

Xiahou Yun's shoulders trembled, but he did not retreat. He just let out a "hmm" sound. Only Zhang Fei, who was holding her tightly, could know it.

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Xiahou Heng rested on the horse and desperately urged the horse to run. The brute force of the bandit left a deep impression on him. He understood what the result would be if he was caught up.

After escaping, he ran for more than ten miles away. When he saw the bandits missing, Xiahou Heng was in a mess and gathered the troops and began to gather the broken soldiers. It was almost evening and he could no longer see the figures of people outside more than a hundred steps. Until dawn, the broken soldiers emerged from the weeds in groups. By Xiangwu, the more than 100-person bride-sending team had only gathered more than 60 people, and the rest were probably killed.

"Go and look for you idiots!" Xiahou Heng was extremely angry.

dozens of soldiers died, which was nothing for Xiahou Heng. However, the protagonist who sent the bride this time, the bride he escorted, his cousin Xiahou Yun, was missing.

Just now, he was only concerned about escaping his life and death, but now that the danger was removed, Xiahou Heng remembered that if Xiahou Yun was lost, wouldn’t this going south to send off the bride become empty talk?

"Bo Quan, if it is time for You, Miss Xiahou will no longer be seen, I don't think we have to look for it anymore. I guess she has been poisoned by the bandits!" Wang said.

"Mr. Yilang said lightly. If you don't find the bride, why should you send a relative? When you left Xudu, Lord Sikong told him that this trip was of great importance. Now that you and I have to take responsibility for it." Xiahou Heng rushed to his forehead angrily, and his speech was completely rude. He lost his bride. Not to mention going south, he would turn back to Xudu. How could he bear the ridicule of Cao Chun, Cao Xiu and others?

Wang Qi's expression suddenly changed. Judging from age, Xiahou Heng was just a son and nephew. He actually spoke to himself like this now, not because of the relationship between Xiahou and Cao. Xiahou Heng's words were obvious. If he lost his bride, Xiahou Heng was scolded at most. With the unblocked relationship, Cao Cao could only say that he would scold Feng Feng, and he would not do anything. Wang Qi was different, and he said that he would definitely become a scapegoat at that time.

After a while, Wang Qing calmed down and said, "Bo Quan calmed down. Although the bride was lost, our team of brides should continue to travel south."

Xiahou Heng said in confusion: "Without the bride, how can we go south?"

Wang Qi smiled and said, "Pu Quan, among the teams coming from the south, who has seen Miss Xiahou's true face besides you? If there is no one else, why don't we have a Li Dai Taozhun--?"

Xiahou Heng's eyes lit up and he said, "Does Lord Yilang mean to find another woman to replace Xiahou Yun?"

Wang Xiao smiled slickly and said, "This husband didn't say that! Bo Quan must not get me wrong."

Xiahou Heng laughed loudly and said unconsciously: "Don't worry, Lord Yilang, except for God knowing this, you know me. The person who comes, will turn the way south with me and set out towards Guangling."

In addition to experiencing the power of the bandits in Xuzhou, Xiahou Heng and Wang Qi did not dare to stop anymore and turned straight to Guangling. The road was lost due to property and car and sedan, which was much faster.

Guangling City, the prefect's mansion.

The prefect Chen Dengzheng looked solemn. Last month, his cousin Chen Yu was defeated by Sun Ce's generals Lu Fan and Xu Yi in the battle of Haixi. General Chen Mu was killed, and Chen Yu himself fled back to the north bank of the Yangtze River alone. This defeat caused the Chen family's interests in Jiangnan. Faced with Sun Ce's aggressive offensive, Chen Deng felt unprecedented pressure. Fortunately, Sun Ce was severely defeated by Gao Chong in Wancheng, otherwise it would be difficult for Guangling to stick to it.

Since Tao Qian's death, both Liu Bei and Lu Bu, although they are famous heroes, they are not much in Chen Deng's eyes, and the situation in Xuzhou has always been under his control.

When Tao Qian was in the past, the Danyang faction and the common people dominated by the Mi brothers controlled the power. The gentry forces led by Chen Deng and Zhao Yu were suppressed very much. Zhao Yu stood up and was killed by Tao Qian's fellow villager Pisarong. Chen Deng had to choose to live in seclusion to avoid chaos. After Tao Qian died, Chen Deng was cowardly and strongly supported Liu Bei's successor to the governor of Xuzhou. At the same time, he secretly promoted the conflict between Danyang faction and Liu Bei, which resulted in a conflict between Liu Bei and Cao Bao.

Unfortunately, Lu Bu, the jackal, then took advantage of this opportunity to take over Xuzhou. Chen Deng's goal of controlling Xuzhou was not achieved. Now, he cooperated with Lu Bu on the surface, but secretly had an affair with Cao Cao, hoping to use Cao Cao's power to drive away Lu Bu. Judging from this goal, everything went very smoothly. Although Lu Bu, a brave and resourceful warrior, did not trust him, he finally followed his advice.

Chen Deng's strengths are good at dancing with a long sleeve and killing people with a knife, but in Sun Ce, all of this has lost its effect.

Sun Ce was like a solid wall, allowing Chen Deng to use all kinds of tricks. He ended the problem with just one move. This move was - to suppress the rebellion by force.

After all, strategy is just a means, and the final result still depends on strength. Thinking of this, Chen Deng, who has always been smart, had to shake his head helplessly.

"Sir, the imperial court has arrived!" The servant hurried over to report.

Chen Deng was happy and hurriedly ordered: "Go out with me and welcome me!"
Chapter completed!