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Chapter seven hundred and eighty first starvation

"Yun Yizhu, do you think I will believe your nonsense? Well, even if you don't kill me, I won't have much time to live. I'm living lingeringly under your mercy. It's better to take the little girl I used to bury with me, at least I have a companion on the road to the underworld. And..."

She suddenly raised her head and stared at the two of them with sharp eyes, "Besides, I haven't lost yet, why should I surrender? As long as I catch you, Yun Yizhu, I don't have to die before I was forty. I will continue to live until I live a hundred years old. I will use the life you gave me to become the master of this entire continent."

As soon as He Qingyun finished speaking, the cavalry of Donghan Kingdom behind her were ready to go. In just a moment, they rushed towards more than a dozen people in front of them.

After hearing He Qingyun's very ambitious words, Yun Yizhu lowered his eyes secretly and replied in a cold voice: "Don't think about it." She could do so many things just by controlling half of Donghan Kingdom. If she really allowed her to live for a long time, the people in this world would probably suffer. But in such a chaotic situation, He Qingyun naturally could not hear Yun Yizhu's words.

After Yun Yizhu fell, Yan Zhou quickly hugged her, swept her with one foot, and swept behind her, and in the blink of an eye, he left about a meter away from the original place. The long sword of the Donghan soldier who was originally standing was sprinting in front was lifting at this time. It was obvious that he had just tried to attack Yan Zhou and Yun Yizhu, but he failed.

The failure of this attack was obviously within He Qingjun's expectations, so she was not annoyed. Instead, she directed them to attack again and surrounded the dozen people.

In addition to these more than a hundred Donghan soldiers, there were also people who had not yet recovered their minds, and they all surrounded them. However, during the fight, there were people who recovered and fled in a hurry.

For these people who have recovered their minds, the killer of Linxiaolou did not continue to attack as instructed, but instead stopped other people under control so as not to join these people.

Of course, there are the most people who deal with Yan Zhou and Yun Yizhu. Yan Zhou held Yun Yizhu with one hand and faced the enemy with the other. Although he was very skilled in martial arts and Yun Yizhu was also assisting him, but one hand was missing, not only half of his strength was weak, but he was a little reluctant to deal with it, let alone He Qingyun, who had good martial arts skills, also joined in.

When he first entered the mountain, in order to make Yun Yizhu feel warmer, Yan Zhou consumed a lot of internal energy, and now he is even more restrained to protect her. Of course, this is not something Yun Yizhu is willing to see.

"Yan Zhou, please let me down first."

Yan Zhou heard Yun Yizhu's firm tone, took the time to turn his head and glanced at her, then beat the two people in front of him back, and after taking more than ten steps, he put Yun Yizhu down.

"You stay behind me, don't be as strong as last time. This time we have a great chance of winning. You just need to stay aside and shoot two cold arrows at them from time to time."

Yun Yizhu nodded obediently and responded, then he noticed He Qingyun, who was attacking behind Yan Zhou, and hurriedly reminded him: "Be careful, Yan Zhou!"

Yan Zhou naturally felt the movement behind him. While Yun Yizhu made a sound, he turned his sword back and steadily blocked the weapon that wanted to pierce his vest on his back. He then pushed it with force and pushed it away. He Qingjun, who was pushing the sword behind him, was pushed away by Yan Zhou and quickly regained his strength to attack. During this time, Yan Zhou had turned around and blocked her move again.

Everyone who was very hot on the snow mountain did not realize that on the snowy hillside not far from them, as the movement on the mountain continued, ice and snow were constantly sliding down.

Qi Qi at the foot of the mountain was indeed guarding the mountain pass, and persuaded the people who wanted to escape to return to the snow-capped mountains, but there were still many people who suspected that he had bad intentions and would leave the snow-capped mountains if he lived or died.

Shiqi pointed at his nose with a funny look, "I have bad intentions and the real bad intentions are the one who controls you. Don't say that you haven't seen her just now. If it weren't for her, would you have been controlled for so long and could not go home for her, or even food or clothing? As a result, you are fine. The person you should blame is not blamed, but instead he has wronged me, a good person."

He was a little angry, and these ignorant people pointed at the nose and said it, but they didn't appreciate it. He simply shook his hands and stood next to him, and no longer cared about these people.

"Anyway, I've left my words here. Only in this snowy mountain can you resist He Qingyun's control. If you leave this snowy mountain and can't keep it far, you will have to be controlled by He Qingyun again. Maybe you will have to return here obediently. When you come back, I can't guarantee whether He Qingyun's control can be lifted."

If Shiqi still had the kind of persuasion of the bitter and heart-warming attitude just now, I'm afraid these people would not believe him, but he had completely changed his attitude, and he would not stop these people at all. With what he said just now, the people who were originally planning to leave suddenly hesitated again.

Seeing their appearance, Shiqi secretly criticized in his heart: If you don’t listen when you speak well, you have to use this attitude to them. You are really crazy.

After waiting for a long time, no one had the courage to leave. Later, when the sober people heard what the people in front of them said, they stopped hesitantly. Everyone was guarding the mountain pass. When the number of people increased, the lonely chill seemed to have been reduced a little, which made the people more confident.

If you keep it, keep it. There are so many of them. Are you still afraid that the Seventeen will harm them?

Seeing that they all gave up their thoughts of leaving, after a long time, they raised their throats and said loudly: "That's right. I have no malice to you, why do you have to believe me with this attitude? Now the antidote to the plague has been developed. When the matter in the mountain is resolved, a doctor will come to deliver medicine to you. When the plague on your body is almost cured, you can leave this snow mountain. Now, let's stay honest."

Everyone looked at each other. In fact, they didn't completely believe Shiqi if they wanted to leave. It was just that such a long time had passed. It was okay when He Qingyun was controlled. He suddenly regained his self-perception, and the feeling of being hungry would be bad.

It is summer now, and the people under control are wearing very thin clothes. They only suffer after staying in the snow-capped mountains with cold winds, not to mention that they are still hungry now.
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